"Yan Tian, what... what the hell are you doing?"
Not far away, Kui Shan saw Yan Tian severely wound Bordeaux and was left dumbfounded.
"Isnât it obvious? The kidâs betrayed us! That bastardâif I wasnât strong enough, Iâd be dead from that palm strike!"
Bordeaux spat a mouthful of blood and slowly got to his feet.
After all, he possessed Middle Stage Nascent Soul Cultivation, while Yan Tian was only at Early Stage, so killing him with a single palm strike was no easy feat.
The reason Yan Tian acted like this was exactly what Lin Changâsheng had advised last night: if he truly wanted to show his remorse, he had to take action.
If not, Lin Changâsheng would never believe his repentance was genuine.
Witnessing the scene, Lin Changâsheng couldnât help but let the corners of his lips curl upwardâlooks like this guy finally pulled back from the brink.
Although he didnât kill the enemy in one blow, it was enough; his stance was clear.
Wu wu wuââ
In the next instant, tens of thousands of souls burst from the ground below, under Lin Changâshengâs control, launching a frenzied attack against the two major Demon Race Tribes.
This Array of Myriad Spirits Locking Heaven mirrored the subtlety of the Array of Myriad Gods Slaying Immortalsâboth harnessed the power of souls to kill.
Yet this array was even more ruthless than the latter; the souls here were amplified by the grand array, gaining tremendous power. Every living being within the array felt massive pressure, as if countless iron chains bound their bodies, making movement nearly impossible.
All the more reason for the souls to rage on, red-eyed in slaughter.
In the blink of an eye, countless Demon Race members were massacred, blood flowing in rivers.
Though some souls were ripped apart, in the next instant theyâd reassemble, forming even stronger soul entities.
"Traitor! Even if I die, Iâm dragging you down with me!"
Bordeaux cursed furiously, realizing he was finished today.
But before dying, he was determined to take Yan Tian, the traitor, along with him.
With a shout, Bordeaux charged straight at Yan Tian, unleashing his Middle Stage Nascent Soul Cultivationâhow could Yan Tian possibly stand against him?
Lin Changâsheng instantly invoked the power of the array, entering the grand array in a flash, and released his Primordial Power Realm, suppressing Bordeaux to the ground, leaving him helpless.
"Is this... the Primordial Power Realm? You... youâre a Divinity Transformation expert? Impossible!"
Bordeaux felt his mind go blank; the Human Race youth before him had such terrifying strength?
No wonder even the Demon Emperor Yun Tianhuang treated him with such respect.
Seeing Bordeaux pinned by Lin Changâsheng and unable to move, Yan Tian seized the opportunity, flames erupting around him.
He struck again with an even stronger Flame Palm Seal, aiming to kill Bordeaux.
BOOMââ
Bordeaux was blasted backward by the deafening crash, hurtling over thirty zhang away, but suffered only superficial woundsânot enough to kill him.
In this critical moment, Bordeaux unleashed his Demon Beast true form.
His skeletal frame crackled as he rapidly expanded, body swelling madly until he finally transformed into a giant gray wolfâeight zhang long and three zhang tall.
Fangs gleaming in his maw, fur bristling hard as steel needles.
No wonder Yan Tianâs fearsome palm strikes hadnât killed him in one hit.
His defense was monstrous.
"You think you can kill me?"
Bordeaux roared furiously at Yan Tian.
If it werenât for Lin Changâshengâs Primordial Power suppression, heâd have torn Yan Tian to shreds by now.
"Why donât I give it a shot?"
Lin Changâsheng sneered, fingers curling as a mighty Primordial Power aura erupted and enveloped Bordeaux.
It was as if giant, force-shaped hands gripped Bordeaux tightly.
As Lin Changâsheng exerted force, both hands squeezed; amid Bordeauxâs screams, he was crushed instantly.
A mass of blood and flesh exploded out, showering the earth in gore.
A Middle Stage Nascent Soul powerhouse was no more than an ant before Lin Changâshengâfragile, destroyed in one move.
"C-chief... is dead?"
A cry of alarm rang out, and instantly, all Wolf Race members scrambled in panic.
Even their chief wasnât a match for Lin Changâshengâthey were doomed.
One by one, they gave up resisting, planning to surrender.
But Lin Changâsheng didnât accept surrender.
If they could betray once, theyâd likely do it again.
He resolved to eradicate them all, eliminating future threats forever.
At this moment, none regretted more than those Demon Race members whoâd defected from the Imperial City last night; thinking the Demon Emperor Yun Tianhuang was unreliable, theyâd chosen the other side instead.
But who would have guessedâthe battle shifted again in just one night.
"Great Demon Emperor, we were wrong! Give us another chance! We wonât dare again!"
Kui Shan, witnessing Bordeauxâs fate, broke out in a cold sweat.
If even Bordeaux with such strength was crushed by Lin Changâsheng, he would be nothingâKui Shan begged for mercy desperately.
But his answer was only the cold blades of the countless souls.
Half an hour later, amid relentless screams of agony,
the grand array slowly drew into silence.
The Wolf Race and Bear Race, two great Demon Beast Tribes, were utterly wiped outânone escaped.
After their deaths, the cultivation within the Demon Beasts transformed into streams of spiritual energy, absorbed by Lin Changâsheng.
Absorbing the cultivation of tens of thousands of Demon Beasts propelled Lin Changâshengâs cultivation to the Peak of Early Stage of Divinity Transformation, just a bit short of another breakthrough.
"Yan Tian, Iâm truly pleased you came to your senses in time. Back when your grandfather served as Demon Emperor, the contributions he made for our Demon Race were immeasurable. In the future, your achievements will surely rival your grandfatherâs."