Chapter 12629

Chapter 12629

Neither the Emperor Saint nor ordinary people could see the mystery behind it.

At this moment, their only impression was Lin Yi's snap of his fingers.

"A snap of the fingers can have such terrifying power?"

The group of top experts felt as if they had just heard a ghost story.

If Lin Yi is really so strong that it's incomprehensible, then what's the point of all these people fighting?

They might as well all lie down and obediently become Lin Yi's underlings.

In the future, the Heavenly Palace will not need to be disbanded and reorganized; it can simply be incorporated into the Termination Committee, which will be convenient and save trouble.

As for the other high-level demons present, they all stopped what they were doing.

When Lin Yi's gaze swept over them, these powerful beings, each comparable to a four-zhang-tall Dharma Aspect expert, instinctively trembled.

Then came the visible terror.

That's their master!
Even if the Demonic Young Saint is still a Young Saint, it is a level that they can never reach.

This surprise attack on Tianjun was entirely orchestrated by the young demon saint. These so-called high-level demons were nothing more than consumables in their eyes.

As a result, the young demon saint was instantly killed in such an incomprehensible way. For them, it was not a relief, but rather they were even stripped of their right to be used as consumables!

Wherever Lin Yi's gaze fell, these high-level demons, who had just been fierce and arrogant, were now trembling with fear.

They dared not linger for even a moment, abandoning their opponents and scrambling towards the demonic passage.

However, before they could even enter the passage, they all self-destructed, shattering into a pile of debris.

Everyone stared in astonishment.

Di Qingfan explained quietly, "They are all under a restriction. If our master dies, they will all be buried with him."

The entire audience then realized what was happening.

Although Tianjun has never been invaded by evil spirits, similar things have been heard of to varying degrees.

Demons have no loyalty or righteousness, especially high-level demons, who often rebel against and kill their masters. Demon masters with any background will place life-and-death restrictions on them.

Otherwise, let alone driving them to attack Tianjun, it would be a miracle if they didn't get killed on the spot.

"So we're safe?"

Everyone finally realized what was happening, and then they were overjoyed.

Everything happened so fast today. I was just there to watch the funeral procession, but then this demonic invasion happened. It looked like Tianjun was about to be destroyed, but suddenly the situation turned out to be safe.

This roller coaster ride was definitely too thrilling.

However, this newly formed joy was immediately shattered by a cold voice.

"Don't be too happy yet."

It was Zhang Baiyu who spoke.

He had now broken free from the illusion of being one with the world. The battle he had just fought was definitely a considerable test for him, a newly promoted master of the four-zhang Dharma form.

If the young demon saint hadn't died at Lin Yi's hands, causing his opponent to suddenly perish, even if he could win today, he would have had to pay a considerable price.

Unfortunately, the crisis did not end there.

The high-level demons that emerged this time have indeed mostly died, but only one remains.

The Demon of the Blade.

This is a terrifying existence comparable to a pseudo-three-zhang Dharma Image. Just one of them would be an irresistible catastrophe for the entire Tianjun!

Confucius was incredibly tenacious to have managed to hold on until now without collapsing; for a master of the Four-Zhang Dharma Form, that was nothing short of a miracle.

The problem is, apart from the initial blow that blew out his heart, he has thirteen fatal wounds on his body!

Normally, even a high-level demon with extraordinary vitality would be dead by now.

Only Confucius has remained standing.

This kind of strength that defies common sense was so astonishing that even Lin Yi was deeply moved.

But that's all.

No one knew why Confucius had been able to hold on until now, but even a fool could figure out that if things continued this way, this highly respected sage from a prominent family would surely die!
"What are you standing there for? Come at me all at once!"

The Food Saint suddenly roared and was the first to rush forward.

Immediately afterwards, Emperor Sheng joined the battle.

As a new generation of strategist, Zhang Baiyu is naturally second to none.

The situation immediately turned into four against one.

Four four-zhang-tall Dharma Avatar masters were fighting against a pseudo-three-zhang-tall Dharma Avatar sword demon.

Judging from their strength on paper, they are evenly matched, with neither side suffering a loss.

"Why isn't the final boss here?"

All eyes turned to Lin Yi.

Up to this point, the vast majority of people have no idea what exactly happened.

From their perspective, the sudden self-destruction of so many high-level demons, as Di Qingfan said, was due to the influence of the restriction.

The root cause is that the master of these high-level demons died.

But they didn't know who their master was or who killed him.

At most, one could guess that it might be that young demon from before.

"Don't you understand what he means? It's obvious that he wants the Five Saints of the Aristocratic Clan and the Demon to fight each other to the death so that he can reap the benefits and become the sole ruler!"

Some people scoffed and offered conspiracy theories.

The person who spoke was none other than Qin Wenzhong, the last remaining member of the Qin family to maintain its dignity.

He lost to Lin Yi in the last race, which made him a laughing stock in the whole county. He still has the joke about eating shit and getting free food and drink on his body.

He hated Lin Yi to the core.

As soon as these words were spoken, a large number of people immediately believed them.

From the standpoint of human selfishness, they can fully understand this logic; it would be abnormal for Lin Yi not to do so.

However, some people defended it.

"That's not right, is it? The Demon Lord was killed by them. Without them ending the old monster's reign, we would all be dead by now!"

"Yeah, with such a commotion just now, maybe they were exhausted?"

"It's normal to take it slow."

Qin Wenzhong sneered: "Slow down my ass! You really know how to flatter yourself. That weak little demon, you think he's your master?"

"If you were a high-level demon, would you submit to such a weak master?"

"Demons have always ruled by the strong. Have you ever seen that little thing kill anyone?"

Many of those who were on Lin Yi's side fell silent.

Putting everything else aside, from his appearance to his sudden death, the Demonic Young Saint never touched a single person.

Someone couldn't help but say, "But it has killed high-level demons, doesn't that prove its strength?"

Qin Wenzhong scoffed, "What does it prove that one demon killed another?"

"Even if we take a step back and assume that little thing really is their master, he's just a master with a title but no real power, and the old monster who ended it got a free ride."

"Do you really think he'd risk his life for our Tianjun?"

"To judge a person, don't just look at what they say, but more importantly, look at what they do!"

"If he truly cares about Tianjun, why is he standing idly by now?"

The rest of the people fell completely silent.

In any case, Lin Yi is indeed out of options now.

However, it's not for the purpose of reaping the benefits without effort.