Chapter 110: Chapter 110: Demon Race Genius Enters the Secret Area

Chapter 110: Chapter 110: Demon Race Genius Enters the Secret Area



"Demon Emperor?" Ritchie was baffled; he didn't know anyone by that name.

John, however, furrowed his brows and replied, "It's a Seventh-Tier Demon Race powerhouse."

He remembered the demon emperor who had escaped during the assault on the Beast Clan's Secret Area.

"Seventh-Tier?" Ritchie was startled. The current strength of the Flame Legion was

definitely not enough to contend with a Seventh-Tier powerhouse.

He looked to John for guidance and asked, "Boss, what should we do?"

"Let's go see," John instructed the soldier to lead the way.

Flame City was situated in the Land of Darkness, once known as the City of Darkness under demon race rule.

The arrival of a demon emperor undoubtedly meant trouble.

But the fact that he hadn't brought an army left John uncertain about his intentions.

Even if they had ill intentions toward Flame City, John had a trump card in the form of Black Turtle and wasn't afraid of a Seventh-Tier powerhouse.

When John reached the city gate, he saw the demon race visitors.

Indeed, it was the same demon emperor, Glenn, who had fled during the attack on the Beast Clan's Secret Area.

Beside him was another demon race man, shrouded in a large robe with a hood that concealed his face, giving off an eerie vibe.

"We meet again, human!" Glenn said with a faint smile, looking at John.

John, however, remained wary, his expression cold. "You're not welcome here."

Glenn wasn't offended; he kept his faint smile and replied, "Don't be so harsh, human. We're not here with ill intentions; we've come to discuss a partnership."

"Partnership?" John eyed him suspiciously, his gaze shifting to the hooded figure beside Glenn.

There was something about this man that seemed even more powerful.

Glenn continued, "Human, this Flame City used to be the City of Darkness under demon race control. How about we manage it together?"

John had already guessed their true objective. "You're after the Demon King's Treasure, aren't you?"

"Correct," a deep, raspy voice responded as the hooded man slightly lifted his head, revealing a pair of pitch-black eyes that stared coldly at John. His tone was menacing, "This land was never yours to begin with. I suggest you be wise and step aside, human."

"What if I refuse?" John sneered, genuinely unafraid of the man's threat.

Boom!

The hooded man stepped forward, and a massive surge of dark energy erupted from him, radiating an oppressive and terrifying aura that felt like a tidal wave crashing down.

The surrounding soldiers staggered backward, and even Ritchie, pale-faced, couldn't help but take a step back.

John was shocked, struggling to withstand the man's overwhelming pressure. This guy felt just as formidable as Black Turtle.

"A Seventh-Tier peak powerhouse!" The voice of the Undead Lord echoed in John's mind. "Kid, if I'm not mistaken, this guy should be the demon race prodigy, Owen."

John frowned; he hadn't heard of any demon race prodigy by that name.

At this moment, Glenn stepped forward, stopping the hooded man. His expression remained calm as he spoke, "Human, we mean no harm. You can see for yourself-if we truly wanted to make a move against you, even that old turtle wouldn't be able to stop us."

"Is that so?" John was skeptical. This guy was so confident-could this demon race prodigy Owen also be a legendary-grade expert?

He wondered if The Tree of Life could handle him.

He silently asked the Undead Lord, "Do you know what's inside the Demon King's Treasure Secret Area?"

The Undead Lord responded, "It's a complete set of demon race treasures-Demon Soul, Demon Wing, Demon Armor, and Demon Eye. If someone manages to refine them, they could grow to rival the gods themselves."

John understood. It seemed these two were after the demon race's ultimate treasure.

He had a plan in mind and looked at Glenn before saying, "Forget about co-managing the city. But if you want to enter the Demon King's Treasure Secret Area, I can agree on one condition."

"Speak!" Owen's voice was cold and impatient.

John glanced at him and continued, "It's simple. I go with you into the Secret Area."

Owen let out a soft laugh.

Although his expression was hidden, John could sense the contempt and smugness behind it.

Glenn, on the other hand, remained more composed. He looked at John with suspicion and asked, "Kid, aren't you afraid I might take you out inside the Secret Area?"

"Would you?" John countered.

the demon race's treasures. I'm not interested in them; I just want to witness the experience. Besides, Black Turtle can assist you in obtaining them."

Black Turtle's eyes widened in anger as he glared at John. When had he ever agreed to help

them?

Glenn, however, seemed intrigued by John's proposal.

The Demon King's Treasure was a Seventh-Tier Secret Area, full of unknown dangers. Having

an Eighth-Tier powerhouse like Black Turtle on their side could indeed be advantageous.

He looked over at Owen for confirmation, waiting for his decision.

After a brief moment of thought, Owen gave a slight nod.

Glenn immediately agreed, "Human, we accept."

"Great," John replied with a slight smile. He snapped his fingers, recalling all the other beasts

and Robin back into Death Land, leaving only Black Turtle behind.

Black Turtle scowled at John, his eyes narrowing suspiciously. "Kid, what kind of trick are you

trying to pull now?"

John reassured him, "Relax. If things get dangerous, I'll bring you back into Death

Land immediately."

Black Turtle gave John a stern look but remained silent, unwilling to argue further.

Owen seemed familiar with the area and led the way, swiftly moving through the dense fog.

John and Black Turtle followed at a distance.

Suddenly, the sound of fighting reached them. In the mist, demon soldiers and demon

guardians appeared, engaging Glenn and Owen.

John showed no intention of helping and instead pulled Black Turtle aside, asking in a low

voice, "Can the gods sense this space?"

Black Turtle paused, realizing John's plan, and shook his head. "No, they can't. Secret Areas

are independent spaces. Gods can't sense them. Only by leaving the Secret Area and entering Skyline Continent could they be detected."

He gave John a knowing look and added, "Kid, don't get any clever ideas. If these two are bold enough to enter this Secret Area and retrieve the demon race's treasure, they must have ways to conceal their presence. The gods won't be able to detect them."

John replied calmly, "It's not just them who possess demon race treasures."

He mentioned that he had a fragment of the Demon Soul. Though it was incomplete, it could

still attract the attention of the gods.

Black Turtle was stunned and quickly cautioned, "You're not thinking of using yourself as

bait, are you? The gods have methods to attack the soul. Your Undying and Immortal talent

won't protect you."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing," John said confidently. He had survived a divine attack before. While gods did have soul-based attacks, they didn't usually start with them.

As long as he could retreat into Death Land in time, he would be safe. "You're playing with fire, kid," Black Turtle sighed, giving up on trying to dissuade John.

"Hey, you two, hurry up!" Owen's impatient voice called from ahead.

They ended their discussion and quickly caught up.

As John glanced at the fallen demon soldiers and guardians scattered on the ground, he

clicked his tongue in disapproval. "You demon race folk really are ruthless, killing your own

kind so easily."

"Hmph, survival of the fittest. These were just cannon fodder," Owen replied coldly, his tone

full of disdain, as if the ones he had killed were nothing more than insects.

Glenn then added, "You two, move to the front."

He was still suspicious of them, and having them in his line of sight would put him more at

ease.