The Ancient Demon was overjoyed, a savage smile flashing across his face, while the human cultivators secretly groaned in misery.
"Foolish things. Hurry up and surrender, and you can suffer a great deal less."
The Ancient Demon's deep, powerful voice entered their ears like a thunderclap from a clear sky. Even as he roared, his hands were not idle in the slightest. Six arms danced up and down, and in an instant, a sheet of purple fist shadows spread out, their momentum astonishing beyond compare.
And the target of his attack was precisely the round-faced girl who had just made a mistake.
The girl looked no more than seventeen or eighteen. Though her true age was certainly more than that, there was no doubt she was also the youngest among this group of human cultivators.
Judging from how unstable her realm still was, it was obvious she had only condensed her Golden Core not long ago.
She had just made a mistake in the midst of panic, and now, before the terror in the girl's heart had even dispersed, she was once again facing the Ancient Demon's fierce, violent attack. In her horror, she seemed to have been frightened stupid, standing there motionless.
"Xing'er, what are you doing?"
The leading human elder was both shocked and furious. At the critical moment, his martial niece had actually committed such a foolish error. The gloom in his heart could well be imagined.
Yet what use was regret? At this moment, even making amends seemed too late, but no matter what, he would absolutely not sit back and wait for death.
In his anxiety, he raised one hand and released a streak of white light over a zhang long. Others might not have been able to see it clearly, but Lin Xuan's realm