The sudden commotion ahead immediately caught Bai Lingxuan's attention.
Those Centaur demons weren't acting normally.
"They're searching," Yu Yan said in a low voice.
Bai Lingxuan and the others concealed their auras, hiding in the shadows as they quietly observed the patrol of Centaur demons passing through the street.
Centaurs had elongated faces, far more angular than humans, with black scales covering their backs, chests, and abdomens. Their centaur bodies—human torso atop a horse's lower half—gave them a savage, oppressive appearance.
They specialized in spears.
Most low-level Centaurs could not fly, but their running speed was terrifying. Black throwing spears were strapped to their backs, making them dangerous even from a distance.
Only winged Centaurs were true elites—leaders of the Centaur race.
Those without wings were merely low-level or mid-level demons.
Seeing only low-ranking Centaurs searching the streets, the team exchanged glances and quietly withdrew.
They moved deeper into Grand Centaur City, where rows of crude but lively restaurants lined the streets.
To survive among demons, one had to act like a demon first.
Human and demon habits were vastly different. Any slip could expose them.
They casually entered a shabby-looking restaurant and behaved arrogantly, blending in without attracting attention.
After a brief meal, their true target appeared.
An eighth-tier Centaur Lord.
High-ranking demons were deeply influenced by human culture. The stronger the demon, the more they indulged in human food, drink, and pleasure.
Grand Centaur City was far more prosperous than expected.
The restaurant they entered bore four black markings etched into the floor—signifying that only demons above the fourth rank were permitted entry.
Demon hierarchy was far stricter than that of humans.
The Centaur Lord was tall and powerfully built. Thick black scales covered most of his face, radiating brutality.
They chose him for one reason:
His reputation.
This Centaur Lord was infamous even among demons—arrogant, violent, and accustomed to moving alone.
A perfect target.
The team waited patiently.
Once the Centaur Lord finished his meal, he rose and walked out leisurely.
The moment his back turned—
They followed.
Thirty minutes later, in a deserted area of the city, the trap was set.
Yu Yan flipped his palm. Cold killing intent gathered instantly.
Behind him stood Bai Lingxuan and Qu Wu.
Yun Xianglu, Lan Tingnan, and Cong Xuan remained hidden, waiting for the signal.
This formation had been planned long ago.
Suddenly—
The eighth-tier Centaur Lord roared, sensing danger.
He spun around, black spear shooting straight toward Yu Yan like a thunderbolt.
The air froze.
An eighth-tier demon's pressure was overwhelming.
Yu Yan swung his heavy sword.
Golden light erupted.
Guardian Knight Skill — Faith Aura!
The brilliant light shattered the incoming spear mid-air.
At the same time, Yun Xianglu and Lan Tingnan activated a joint barrier, sealing the space and preventing the light-attribute spiritual power from leaking outside.
They were deep in demon territory. Exposure meant death.
"Damn humans!"
The Centaur Lord bellowed, eyes burning with bloodlust.
Lan Tingnan raised her staff.
Blue mist surged.
Water vapor condensed instantly, freezing into jagged ice spikes that shot toward the Centaur Lord.
Yu Yan advanced, golden radiance flaring again.
Bai Lingxuan lifted her staff.
Priest Skill — Holy Light Shield!
Eighth-Tier Priest Skill — Baptism of Holy Light!
Sacred light flooded the battlefield.
Behind her, a white Spirit Furnace materialized.
The Life Praise Furnace.
As the pride of the Priest Temple, Bai Lingxuan possessed two Spirit Furnaces—the Life Praise Furnace and the Repulsion Furnace. Very few priests in history could bear two.
Golden light burst outward, strengthening her allies.
Cong Xuan roared and charged.
His heavy sword cleaved forward with terrifying force.
Lan Tingnan followed.
Ice-Attribute Magic — Holy Ice Chill!
Ice-Attribute Magic — Heavenly Punishment!
Frost and killing intent intertwined.
The Centaur Lord roared again as his black scales cracked and blood splattered across his body.
Then—
A shadow moved.
Qu Wu.
Her figure emerged silently from the darkness, dark-gold dagger flashing.
Assassin Skill — Shadow Strike!
Eighth-Tier Assassin Skill — Shadow Follow: Wind Annihilation!
One strike.
Fatal.
The Centaur Lord froze.
Cong Xuan seized the opening and swung his blade.
The Centaur Lord's head fell.
Silence returned.
Half an hour later, they erased all traces of the battle and left Grand Centaur City.
Eighth-tier demons were never easy to kill.
But with one down, their mission had officially begun.
Their targets included:
Two eighth-tier Centaur Lords
Three demon commanders of eighth tier or higher
Hundreds of mid-level demon soldiers
Once the high-tier threats were eliminated, the rest would be far easier.
"After finishing matters here, we head to Heart City," Yu Yan said coldly.
Heart City lay within the territory of Samigina, the fourth pillar of the Undead Demon God.
To kill three eighth-tier demon commanders—
They would have to walk straight into danger.
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(End of Chapter 6)