After using thunderous methods to instantly slaughter those Death Sin Race members, Wang Yi hurried without pause toward the central region of the Floating Island, racing at top speed for its core.
"What's going on? Why is there a cultivator?" A king-class Death Sin Race member guarding the outermost edge of the clan grounds quickly spotted him, shocked and confused.
He was one of the kings responsible for guarding the outer perimeter of the clan grounds.
"Kill! Kill the invader!" Without further thought, he led a group of Death Sin Race members out in a surprise attack.
Wang Yi had even less intention of wasting time. He wanted a swift battle and swift victory, directly unleashing a Soul Attack.
A terrifying ripple spread out.
The dreadful Void Realm Illusionary Realm descended, all manner of bewilderment, desire, and temptation frantically dragging their souls into that Illusionary World.
Thud, thud. One Death Sin Race member after another fell like stalks of straw, losing consciousness as their souls were annihilated, turning into mist and dispersing.
But Death Sin Race members farther away witnessed this scene and were frightened out of their wits.
"King Yupi is dead? What strength does this invader have? He actually killed King Yupi in seconds?"
He was about as strong as the dead king. If he faced that invader, would he not end up the same way?
Terrified out of his mind, he did not dare remain and fled toward the rear, vanishing from sight.
Even if Wang Yi had noticed him, he could not pursue him. After all, on the Floating Island, the Death Sin Race held an absolute geographical advantage and could teleport, while cultivators could not even use Great World-Breaking Teleportation.
The core of the Floating Island was a mountain that had nearly been hollowed