Online Game: Starting with an SSS-Level Plundering Talent

Chapter 229: Chapter 229: Subjugating the Beast Clan, Journey to the Demon Race

"Divine Dragon bloodline? What's going on? Could this guy be part of the Beast Clan too?" Ricky exclaimed in shock as he stared at John, who had transformed into a divine dragon. A sense of awe welled up inside him, making him feel an inexplicable urge to bow down.

John's Divine Dragon bloodline was far purer than his own.

While the three mid-tier gods were momentarily stunned, John broke free from their encirclement. The massive dragon head, with its blood-red eyes, stared coldly at them. His voice rumbled without a trace of emotion: "I've already given you a chance, but you chose not to cherish it."

Whoosh!

Crimson flames rose beneath the three gods' feet. Startled, they jumped back, only to realize that they didn't feel any heat. Their expressions turned to confusion.

"Something's not right!" Ricky's soul was exceptionally strong, allowing him to sense the terrifying nature of the flames. He cried out in horror, "It's Hellfire! Get out of here—ah!"

Before he could finish his warning, he felt his soul being scorched by the flames, causing him to clutch his head in agony.

Hellfire was strange and sinister, bypassing all forms of soul defenses. Even with Ricky's formidable soul power, he stood no chance against the red flames.

The other two were even worse off. Lacking any form of soul cultivation, their Soul Techniques were inherently weak, and under the burning Hellfire, their souls were continuously devoured.

Dolmen's face turned deathly pale. The soul fire in his mind flickered dangerously, pushing him to the brink of destruction.

Red Lotus Fire consumed 1,000 points of soul power every second.

John's current Soul Technique could only sustain this level of power for a little over thirty seconds, but that was more than enough to kill these three.

The trio's expressions turned to fear as they struggled desperately. The excruciating pain showed no sign of abating as they helplessly watched their souls being devoured bit by bit.

Whoosh…

Just as the three were on the verge of death, a fierce wind swept through, scattering a radiant emerald light that bore a resemblance to John's Jade Heart Lotus power.

However, this force was far weaker than his Crimson Karma Lotus.

Even so, it managed to suppress the burning Hellfire.

Boom… Boom…

Thunder rolled across the sky as a primordial, terrifying aura descended upon them.

John's heart trembled. Faced with this overwhelming presence, he felt utterly powerless, as if the other party could kill him with a mere thought.

"Human, stop this at once." A voice like crashing thunder reverberated through the heavens and earth.

"Lord Ans-Dragon!" Ricky and the other two, sensing the terrifying aura, looked overjoyed. They respectfully knelt down on the ground.

All the other Beast Clan experts followed suit, bowing low in reverence.

Even Ben and the others hurriedly moved to John's side, wary and vigilant.

All the other Beast Clan experts followed suit, bowing low in reverence.

Even Ben and the others hurriedly moved to John's side, wary and vigilant.

Tony's expression was grave as he suppressed his fear, whispering a reminder, "Godslayer, this is the presence of Ans-Dragon, the only upper-tier god in the Beast Clan."

John nodded slightly, resisting the terrifying pressure. He could tell that the other party bore no malice.

"Human!" The voice boomed once more, "The Beast Clan can serve you, but under one condition."

"Speak," John replied, looking into the void. He couldn't pinpoint the source of the voice.

This could only mean that the other party's Soul Technique was vastly superior to his own.

If this Ans-Dragon were to attack, John would be as good as dead.

The voice continued, "After The Immortals' Resurrection, you are not to attack the Beast Clan again."

"Agreed," John accepted without hesitation. He had anticipated a far more demanding condition. Ever since he had subdued Tony and Ben, he hadn't planned to target the Beast Clan further. It was only because they had refused to cooperate and injured his people that he retaliated.

"Good. Just inform me when you're ready to move. As for you three young ones, do not resist anymore," the voice echoed once more.

"Yes!" Ricky and the other two responded respectfully.

The terrifying aura gradually dissipated, indicating that Ans-Dragon had left.

John didn't pay further attention and instead turned to Ricky and the others, asking, "Where is Roc?"

"Don't worry, he's fine," Dolmen replied, reverting to his human form, though his hostility had faded, his discontent still lingered.

Had it not been for Lord Ans-Dragon's timely intervention, he would have been utterly destroyed.

At that moment, Roc was brought forward.

"Lord!" Roc called out excitedly when he saw John, rushing over with a look of joy on his face.

He was unharmed, indicating that the Beast Clan hadn't mistreated him.

John nodded at him and said, "Let's go. Time to subjugate the Demon Race."

The Demon Race and the Beast Clan were the strongest forces besides the factions under the gods.

Only by uniting the powerful warriors of these two races could they stand a chance of contending with the gods.

Just as John and his group were about to leave, the voice rang out once more.

"Wait." The voice stopped them and added, "Ben stays. I have something to ask him."

John looked at Ben, seeking his opinion.

"Don't worry, Lord Ans-Dragon won't harm me." Ben reassured John with a gesture, turning and heading back into the Beast Clan's territory.

The group left the Beast Clan's land, flying on the back of the black dragon Avis, heading towards the Demon Race's Dark Forest.

On the way, they passed by Ritchie's Flame City.

Flame City was relatively peaceful, with no signs of impending danger.

John didn't linger and continued straight to the depths of the Dark Forest.

The Demon Race, compared to the Beast Clan, would be far easier to handle.

The strongest beings within the Demon Race were only three mid-tier gods: Michelle, Solondz, and Narmaya. There were no upper-tier gods among them.

The rest were merely lower-tier gods, including a certain Kamal.

Whoosh...

Avis whistled through the sky, flying past the cities of the Demon Race below.

Witnessing John's immense power had given Avis newfound confidence. He was no longer timid when facing the Demon Race.

Boom! Boom!

Suddenly, the sound of fighting and angry roars echoed from below.

In the forest, countless beastly shadows flickered, frantically besieging the Demon Race's cities.

"Hunters!" John exclaimed in surprise. There was an enormous number of Hunters here—nearly a million of them, all of considerable strength.

He hadn't expected these creatures to infiltrate so quickly.

"Roar!"

A series of deafening roars resounded as the countless Hunters swarmed up, noticing the few figures in the sky, especially John. The hatred imprint from the Hunters on him drove them into a frenzy.

"Hmph, courting death!" John scoffed. The Sword of Divinity and Demons appeared in his hand, humming with sword intent as he unleashed the Infinite Sword Array.

With his greatly enhanced power, dealing with these Hunters was a breeze.

Countless blades rained down, accompanied by the anguished wails of the Hunters as they fell one by one. They were utterly helpless before his might.

"That human—retreat at once!" One of the demigod-level Hunters recognized John and, without hesitation, turned tail and fled.

In an instant, the millions of Hunters retreated like a receding tide.

John was puzzled. With the Hunters' hatred imprints on him, they should be attacking recklessly. Why did they suddenly retreat?

As the Hunters withdrew, the Demon Race's army let out a sigh of relief. They then turned their attention to Avis in the sky.

"Who dares trespass into the territory of the Demon Race?!" A furious roar erupted as over a dozen ninth-tier Demon Kings and demigod Demon Lords soared into the sky, blocking Avis's path.

John glanced at them and spoke coldly, "Tell Michelle to come out and see me."

"How arrogant! You, a mere human, dare to address the Demon God by name!" one of the demigod Demon Lords roared and charged at John.

He had been bested by the Hunters and was already seething with rage. Seeing a weak human recklessly intruding was just the opportunity he needed to vent his anger.

Buzz!

The air vibrated as John, unwilling to waste words, unleashed a soul attack—Soul Impact.

Boom!

In an instant, the Demon Lord bled from his seven orifices, eyes wide with terror as he plummeted from the sky, lifeless.

Demigods were not true deities and lacked the ability to resurrect.

Moreover, his soul had been completely annihilated. Even if he were a true god, this was his end.

"Godslayer, you're courting death!" A voice roared in fury as Kamal appeared, glaring coldly at John.

"Considering Sini's relationship with you, I don't want to make things difficult. Get lost!" she snapped, though there was a hint of unease in her heart.

She knew that John had killed lower-tier gods before and wasn't sure if she could defeat him.

Whoosh...

Just then, a fierce wind swept through as three figures materialized, their terrifying auras signaling that they were all mid-tier gods.

John recognized Michelle, and he assumed the other two must be Solondz and Narmaya, the other mid-tier gods of the Demon Race.

"Godslayer, how dare you!" Michelle spat coldly, his voice laced with killing intent. A long black blade materialized in his hand. "I haven't even made a move against you, yet you dare barge into the territory of the Demon Race!"

Kamal hesitated and quickly tried to dissuade him. "He's deeply connected to Sini. If he dies here, it might make things worse, don't you think?"

She feared that if they killed John, it would irreparably damage their relationship with Sini.

"It doesn't matter. We'll simply erase her memory," Michelle responded coldly.

He knew Tony had already used the Undying Flame to destroy the seal on the Ancient Battlefield Ruins, making this the perfect opportunity to kill John.

"Hmph!" John sneered. Hearing Michelle's words only fueled his desire to kill. He suspected that in his past life, Sini might have had her memory erased by these very people, disappearing without a trace and leaving no evidence behind.

Glaring at the three mid-tier gods, John spoke with icy resolve, "I'll give you one chance to live. The Demon Race must submit to me!"

"Kid, are you kidding me?"

"Enough talk! Without the Undying Flame, he poses no threat to us. Attack!"

Infuriated, the three gods cursed and shouted. Michelle took the lead, striking first.

Buzz!

The air trembled as John immediately activated his soul skill, Intimidation, freezing Michelle in place.

Next, he unleashed the Red Lotus Fire.

Whoosh!

Crimson flames surged and instantly enveloped the other two mid-tier gods, Solondz and Narmaya.

John refrained from attacking Michelle directly. Despite everything, this man was still Sini's father. Even if there was no emotional bond between them, John wasn't willing to kill him outright.

"Ahhh…!" Agonizing screams echoed through the air.

Solondz and Narmaya clutched their heads, writhing in pain as the flames consumed them. The sensation of having their souls devoured and purified by the fire was excruciating—something no ordinary being could endure.

Their Soul Technique levels were merely around twenty thousand points, far weaker than John's.

And with no upper-tier gods in the Demon Race to save them, they were utterly helpless.

"What are you doing, human?!" Kamal demanded furiously as she watched the two gods suffer, but she didn't dare to step forward.

John ignored her. He glanced at the two mid-tier gods writhing in the flames and spoke coldly, "I'm giving you a chance to live. Submit to me and sign a soul contract!"

John didn't trust the Demon Race. They were notorious for being fickle and unpredictable. Only by having them sign a soul contract could he truly feel secure.