"Nothing. I'm merely making you reap the bitter fruit you sowed."
A faint sneer touched the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth. "Aren't Outer-Domain Heavenly Demons so impressive? You ignited the flames of war in our Three Realms, regarded mortals as ants, and in your eyes, low-level Cultivators were no more than weeds by the roadside. A perfectly good city was razed to the ground by you, and my disciple nearly died by your hand."
"You think you're very strong, don't you? Fine. I'll have you fall at the hands of mortals."
"Absurd! I am a mid-Tribulation Transcendence Stage powerhouse. You may be able to kill me, but how could ordinary mortals possibly possess such power?"
The bald Demon Venerable's voice reached their ears. With the strength of his fleshly body, forget ordinary mortals being helpless against him—even Cultivators whose realms were only slightly lower would not be able to harm him in the slightest.
"Is that so?" Lin Xuan did not argue with him further. "Since you seem so confident, why don't we make a bet?"
Before his words had even fallen, Lin Xuan's voice had already spread far and wide. "Mortals below, listen well. This fellow is an Outer-Domain Heavenly Demon. Your city was destroyed by him, and your loved ones also died by his hand. Now, his magic power has already been crippled by me. If you want revenge, then go find him."
Lin Xuan's voice was not loud, but it could be heard clearly within a radius of a hundred li.
Very soon, some mortals emerged.
The entire city had been destroyed by the aftershocks of the battle just now, and most of its people had also had their souls return to the underworld. But in such a large city, there would never be a lack of