While the women worried for Ye Qiu, as Ye Qiu absorbed experiences in his dream, simultaneously.

In a dimly lit secret room within a certain military district.

"It's been a month..." A mysterious figure looked at the documents in hand, a sinister smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

Soon after, he picked up the phone and dialed a number.

The call connected, and the mysterious figure took a deep breath, saying coldly, "The Demon King has been unconscious for a month."

In the next moment, a ruthless voice came from the other end of the phone, "That's good news. It seems Ye Qiu might never wake up. Quickly take this chance to dismantle the Demon Corps. Additionally, just to be sure, I'll send someone to assassinate Ye Qiu. He must be completely killed."

"Okay." The mysterious figure nodded slightly and hung up the phone.

After hanging up, the mysterious figure furrowed his brows, feeling some hesitation.

Sabotaging Ye Qiu's subordinates; it's fine while Ye Qiu is in a coma, but once he wakes up...

Thinking of this, a chilling sensation rose up his spine, causing him to shiver twice.

Ye Qiu's terror, he knew all too well, an unadulterated Demon King, a God of Death. If he failed to kill Ye Qiu, it would assuredly be his own death in the end.

"But a month has already passed. Normally, unless he's a robot, he wouldn't wake up." After pondering for more than ten minutes, the mysterious figure finally decided to carry out the plan against the Demon Corps.

Thinking of this, the mysterious figure dialed another number:

"In the name of the military district, order the Demon Squad lingering in Jiangnan City to return immediately; otherwise, they will be charged with treason!"

"Yes!"

In the subsequent week, the warriors of the Demon Corps, including the Blood Demon Squad, tasked with protecting Ye Qiu, were successively reassigned by the higher-ups to set out for the battlefield...

There was no one left to protect Ye Qiu!

At this moment, Ye Qiu, unaware of it all, remained in a coma.

No one would ever imagine that Ye Qiu was actually practicing boxing and training his body in a non-physical Illusion Realm!

Whoosh—whoosh—

Just like in the real world, every punch from Ye Qiu created gusts of piercing wind, full of explosive power!

If there were a giant rock in front of him, it would absolutely be smashed to pieces by him!

Whoosh—whoosh—

Ye Qiu seemed to have returned to the real world, wholly engaging in the state, punching madly, his speed increasing!

Who knows how long passed before Ye Qiu's fists suddenly paused.

The next second, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a faint smile!

At that moment, Ye Qiu clearly felt a warm stream of energy flowing inside him, very comfortable, and within that warm stream, a massive energy seemed to hide, integrating with his body.

"Continue!" Ye Qiu shouted lowly and resumed training his fists.

This time, his punches were faster, more powerful, and with every punch, the surrounding space seemed to ripple.

Crack, crack! Crack, crack!

After hundreds of punches, clear sounds suddenly echoed inside Ye Qiu, and with each sound, a wave of severe pain surged through him, almost unbearable, even making him feel faint.

But just at the brink of his endurance, the warm stream within his body abruptly accelerated!

Instantly, the pain vanished!

Ye Qiu continued his training, the same circumstances repeatedly occurring, and after dozens of times, he suddenly started feeling an immense pressure in his chest; the longer he practiced, the more oppressed his chest felt.

It was like a long-dormant volcano, brewing, ready to erupt!

"Power! Even more power!" A look of wild joy appeared on Ye Qiu's face. That oppressive feeling didn't bring bad news; instead, it made him faintly feel that the Realm he'd stayed in for so long was about to break through!

...

In the following half month, Ye Qiu incessantly trained in the Spiritual Realm's Illusion Realm. As time passed, he grew increasingly exultant, unaware that the Demon Corps was facing a great crisis!

Somewhere in South Africa.

A squad from the Demon Corps was crawling forward and soon found the estate recorded in the intelligence.

This was the den of a major drug lord.

"This is it!" The leading captain's eyes sharpened, a gleam of cold light flashing, he spoke in a deep voice, "Everyone, listen to my command in a while and catch them off guard!"

"Captain, we can't move!" He, who was in charge of reconnaissance, suddenly said.

"What's the situation?" The captain asked.

He furrowed his brows, solemnly saying, "The situation has changed. The number of enemies is too large, initially calculated; it's five times more than what's in the intelligence. If we act now, our brothers might all die here."

"Five times more?" The captain was stunned, and immediately, a boundless rage flared within him.

This isn't a change in situation; it's clearly an issue with the intelligence!

If the enemy numbers were just one or even two times more, the captain might accept it, but five times? The one gathering intelligence must be an idiot! How could there be such a huge discrepancy under normal circumstances?

Da-da-da! Da-da-da!

While the captain pondered, bursts of machine gun fire suddenly echoed not far away.

"Captain, the enemy has found us!" Upon hearing the gunfire, He among many cried out anxiously.

"Retreat, everyone retreat immediately!" The captain ordered at once.

"Captain, we can't retreat!" He furrowed his brows tightly, angrily saying, "The enemy has us surrounded; they seem to have known our action plan long ago!"

"Damn them!" The captain cursed furiously, feeling as if he were about to explode with rage!

At this point, there was no need to think further; the Demon Corps was targeted!

Furious as he was, the captain couldn't afford more thoughts, suddenly standing up, raising his right fist high, he roared, "Brothers! Kill! We are soldiers, soldiers of the Demon Corps; we shall fight to the death, no retreat!"

"Captain, why did we receive false intelligence?"

"Why did the enemies already know our plan?"

The soldiers within the squad raised their doubts, they too were furious and aggrieved!

As they set out to the battlefield, shedding blood and tears, for what reason?

To protect their homeland!

But why was the intelligence from headquarters false!

Why was the Demon Corps being targeted like this?

"Calm down, everyone!" The captain roared, solemnly stating, "Brothers, you must believe, the Motherland would not betray us, the Motherland would not deceive us, there are hidden truths to this matter.

Today, even if we die, we must kill these evildoers!

We can't escape now!

One day, our King will avenge us!"

"Kill! Kill them!"

"Brothers, charge, Huaxia soldiers do not desert, they only fight to the death!"

"For the country, for the people, charge!"

The captain's words once again incited the soldiers' battle spirit, everyone roared, charging towards the enemies around them.

Da-da-da! Da-da-da!

For a moment, the gunfire roared incessantly, bullets darted through the air like a storm!

The enemies numbered nearly five hundred.

In contrast, this squad from the Demon Corps had less than twenty men!

The disparity in numbers was vast, the power imbalance significant, yet not a single soldier of the Demon Corps retreated!

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