The Qiankun Demon Suppressing Tower returned to his palm, its body still warm. From within came a faint hum—the Eight Demon Statues had grown increasingly vicious after absorbing an Earthly Supreme's Demonic Qi, yet remained firmly suppressed.
Within the deep pit, every trace of the Bone-Corroding Demon General had vanished completely. Not even a wisp of Demonic Qi residue remained. Only the scorched earth plowed by pure force bore witness to the brief yet terrifying confrontation that had just taken place.
Lin Langtian turned and withdrew the Primordial Yellow Barrier protecting the survivors.
The invisible force field dissipated, and sunlight once more fell unobstructed upon them. Yet it could not dispel the bone-deep shock and confusion on their faces.
More than twenty pairs of eyes stared blankly at the green-robed figure walking slowly toward them, as though they were gazing upon a divine mountain that had descended from nowhere to hold up the collapsing heavens.
Thud!
The Fifth-grade Supreme elder, the most severely injured among them and the one who had stayed behind with his sword earlier, was the first to recover his senses.
Struggling, he pushed away the disciple supporting him. Disregarding the pain wracking his body and his nearly exhausted origin, he fell heavily to his knees before Lin Langtian as if toppling a mountain. His forehead pressed tightly against the cold ground, and his voice trembled beyond recognition with excitement, lingering terror, and boundless reverence.
"This junior is Zhao Xuanfeng, an elder of the Liuyun Sect on Black Tortoise Continent. I kowtow in gratitude for Your Excellency's saving grace! Your Excellency has granted us new life. The Liuyun Sect and the countless living beings of Black Tortoise Continent shall never forget this kindness!"
His kneeling seemed to awaken the others.
The remaining survivors, whether young disciples or