"Senior, spare us!"
The Heavenly Demons were all badly shocked.
Though they also knew perfectly well that such pale and powerless pleas for mercy would most likely be useless, now that it had come to a moment where their lives hung in the balance, how could they possibly give up this sole thread of hope so easily?
Lin Xuan naturally turned a blind eye to it. He would never do something as foolish as Master Dongguo.
Outer-Domain Heavenly Demons were enemies of the Three Realms to begin with. Only a fool would be softhearted and polite to them.
Seeing that Lin Xuan was not stopped by their pleas, the trapped Heavenly Demons could not help having the ferocity in their hearts stirred up as well.
If coaxing and begging were useless, then they could only stake their lives on one desperate fight!
Roar!
A shrill bellow entered their ears.
Billowing demonic qi emerged, and like ice meeting fire, their bodies, wrapped in that demonic qi, actually melted away rapidly and turned into nothingness.
It looked strange to the extreme.
In the end, only their heads remained.
Yet these Heavenly Demons had not fallen.
Quite the opposite—their auras were much stronger than just now.
They had almost reached roughly twice their previous level.
Even the compression of the air was slowed.
This was indeed an inconceivable secret art.
But using it in front of Lin Xuan seemed rather like showing off one's axe before the master carpenter.
A trace of a cold smile appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth. His sleeve swept out once more. This time, there was no flicker of spiritual light to be seen, and not even the slightest fluctuation of magic power.
Yet the might of that air compression abruptly soared by more than tenfold.