More than that.
Wei Yang and Xiao Yan also had to conserve their strength and remain vigilant against danger at all times.
This was the Demon Realm, the territory of the Flame Demon Tribe. A Heavenly Demon Emperor could arrive as reinforcements at any moment.
With that in mind, Wei Yang flipped his hand and took out two Purgatory Demonic Flames at the level of Nether Demon Emperors.
"After the previous battle, I absorbed quite a few Demonic Flames from Demon Kings and Demon Generals. I can feel my realm beginning to loosen. Perfect—I'll break through to the Immortal Grade Mid-stage in one go!"
With a thought, a ball of Chaos Flame emerged in his palm, then lunged forward and wrapped around the two black Demonic Flames.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle~
Like a starving tiger, the Chaos Flame swiftly devoured the two Purgatory Demonic Flames. The lingering demon souls within were torn apart alive.
As the two remnants of Demon Emperor souls shattered, a wisp drifted from each of them toward Wei Yang, burrowing into his chest and being absorbed by the Demon Slaying Token.
At once, the blood-red number on the Demon Slaying Token began soaring wildly again.
Two thousand, three thousand, four thousand.
His title of Intermediate Demon Slayer swiftly changed into Advanced Demon Slayer.
In a single day, he had become an Advanced Demon Slayer.
This was already a title countless Demon Slayers could only look up to!
The Demon Slaying Token grew faintly hot and radiated light.
It seemed to be celebrating the birth of an Advanced Demon Slayer.
Yet Wei Yang did not care about it.
Whether it was Advanced Demon Slayer or Demon Slaying King, to him, they were things within easy reach. There was nothing worth being proud of.
His focus turned inward.
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