In midair, the demon made his move. Every time he raised his arm, the space around him crumbled!
One strike!
With just one strike, more than ten experts were killed. How domineering was this?!
The expressions of all the living beings here changed drastically as they looked at the tall and mighty figure in unison, and all of them were filled with dense shock.
Especially when they felt the monstrous demonic aura, they were terrified to the extreme. Even their bodies couldn't help but tremble.
Original level!
That was the word that flashed across every single spiritual being's brain. Though it was only a simple word, it represented powerfulness and undefeatability!
Though they were powerful and rarely had opponents in the completion level, in the eyes of an original leveled cultivator, they were less than ants. Though they weren't exactly killed with a flick of a finger, they didn't waste much energy.
Just now, for example, the demon merely made one move and killed more than 10 powerhouses. This alone was enough to prove how terrifying an original leveled cultivator was. Against a completion leveled cultivator, he didn't even need to use any strength. He could be described as crushing them!
What a terrifying person!
Everyone gulped. Every single spiritual being stared at the demon in awe. As if they had fallen into an icy hell, their entire bodies turned cold.
No matter what, they had never imagined that such a ruthless person would suddenly appear!
Luckily, these people didn't know the demon's true capabilities. If they did, they would be paralyzed from fear.
The demon was a powerhouse who dominated the world thousands of years ago. His capabilities far surpassed the original level and he was of the fifth level!
However, because of the Demon Defending Monument's imprisonment for thousands of years, his cultivation level was slowly declining. On top of that, Ling Xian used the Seal of Purification, which greatly reduced the demon's cultivation level. He was now of the original level.
Despite this, to deal with these spiritual beings, he didn't need to spend too much energy. After a few moves, he could finish them off.
Therefore, the moment the demon made his move, everyone shuddered!
All eyes were now on the demon. Everyone was petrified. The arrogance and disdain on their faces froze.
Especially when the demon retreated behind Ling Xian and lowered his head like a slave, they became even more astonished.
An original leveled cultivator who killed more than 10 powerhouses with a flick of his finger was acting like a slave and retreating behind Ling Xian?!
God, am I seeing things?
Everyone stared with their mouths agape. Their brains went blank and they lost the ability to think.
In other words, this matter had already exceeded their understanding, and they didn't know how to think anymore.
How honorable were Original Infant cultivators? In the entire world, they were all influential figures. How could they be slaves?
That's impossible!
In the entire Yunzhou, even the successors of the ten dynasties and nine sects did not have this ability!
Yet before his eyes, a terrifying original leveled cultivator was obediently standing behind Ling Xian. This was clearly a slave!
Without a doubt, this was an indescribable amount of impact that stunned everyone. His mind was blank. Apart from inconsolable shock, there was nothing else he could do.
This child … just where did he come from?
Everyone felt a chill down their spines as they stared at Ling Xian. They felt like he was more and more mysterious.
"You killed more than 10 powerhouses in an instant. It is no wonder you were a powerhouse who dominated the world thousands of years ago." Ling Xian complimented. He was very satisfied with the shock the demon created.
When these spiritual beings revealed their killer's intent, he had already communicated with the demon. He agreed to let the demon out in exchange for this deal. However, there were far too many people around the Valley of the Falling Moon. That was why he chose to hide and lead the powerhouses here.
Now that the demon had killed more than 10 powerhouses the moment he appeared, he was naturally satisfied and felt like this deal was worth it.
"You are flattering me."
The demon's expression was emotionless. It was impossible to tell if he was happy or angry. However, deep inside his eyes, there was 70% fear and 30% helplessness.
He was a powerhouse who once dominated the world. Why would he listen to others so easily? However, the spiritual energy from the Demon Defending Monument was far too terrifying. Even now, he was still fearful.
Therefore, he had no choice but to yield and listen to Ling Xian like a slave!
"That's more like it. Do three things for me and I will give you back your freedom."
Seeing that the demon had retracted all of his arrogance, Ling Xian smiled in satisfaction. He shifted his gaze towards the spiritual beings, "Everyone, I wonder what you think of my helper?"
Nobody answered.
For one, everyone here was petrified. All they could do was stare dumbfoundedly, as if they had lost the ability to think. For two, wasn't this bullsh * t?
If an original leveled cultivator can't do it, then what kind of powerhouse can?!
At this, Ling Xian shook his head with a smile, "Sometimes, the identity of the hunter and the prey changes. It is that simple."
This statement was not wrong at all. At first, he was the prey and the spiritual beings were the hunters. The difference between the two was like a lion and a rabbit – the difference was huge.
However, the moment the demon showed up, their identities were instantly swapped.
Ling Xian became the hunter and the spiritual beings became the prey. The difference between the two was like the cloud and the mud. They could not be compared.
"Yeah, the identity change is that simple."
Everyone had a bitter look on their faces. They didn't think that after merely a few seconds, they would change from the hunter to the prey.
They were also the prey that could not escape!
Against an original leveled powerhouse, they didn't think they had the ability to escape.
Though every single one of them was powerful, before an original leveled cultivator, they were nothing.
"Now, I think you have all realized who is the stupid one here." Ling Xian's expression was calm as he glared at the soulless spiritual beings. He was full of disdain.
If he was facing an enemy he could not win against, he would choose to run. If he couldn't even run, then he would choose to burn his own light and end his life in glory.
Yet the spiritual beings before him were all soulless and had lost their will to fight.
Therefore, Ling Xian felt too lazy to waste any more time with them. He gave the demon an order.
"Do it. Don't leave a single one alive."
At those words, the spiritual beings' expressions changed and an infinite amount of fear emerged from their hearts.
"Run!"
It wasn't known who shouted but the spiritual beings all made their moves and dashed towards the distance. Their speed was like a hurricane that passed by. It was unbelievably fast.
It was obvious that they were scared out of their wits. All they knew was to run and they didn't even have the courage to fight against the demon.
Sadly, no matter how fast they were, they could not outrun the demon, who was of the original level!
HOMMMM!
The demon made his move aggressively and his eyes flickered with bloodlust. He had been imprisoned by the Demon Defending Monument for thousands of years and was tortured by Ling Xian until he wished he was dead. He had been suppressing his anger for a long time.
Right now, he was venting all of his anger on those living beings.
"Die!"
Activating his Qi, raising his hand, and unleashing his Qi were all done in one go. The demon made his move and killed a powerhouse in the blink of an eye.
Then, he began his killing spree. After merely 10 breaths of time, not a single living being could be seen.
They didn't escape, they were all killed by him.
Not a single one escaped.
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