High in the sky, Lin Baichuan saw the remaining several hundred demons and monsters trying to flee. Naturally, he could not let them have their way.
Cutting weeds without removing the roots meant they would sprout again when the spring wind blew.
Every one of these demons and monsters was in the Divine Immortal Realm. If he did not kill them, they would become a future calamity for the other humans in Burial God Valley.
What was more, every one of them was a death warrior who had done countless shady deeds for the Demon and Monster Races. The karmic burden upon each of them far exceeded that of ordinary Divine Immortal Realm cultivators. What an enormous fortune in merit that would be.
For that reason alone, Lin Baichuan had no reason to spare them.
I must wipe them out completely. It seems I need not rush to retrieve that furnace. After killing these demons and monsters, I can search for more. Thirty thousand Divine Immortal Realm cultivators... Heh, this time, I'm going to strike it rich...
Lin Baichuan sneered, killing intent as sharp as a blade in his eyes.
He had already used Immortal Sense to search souls and obtained some information. He learned that the Demon and Monster Races had sent in an army of thirty thousand, and every one of them had broken through to the Divine Immortal Realm.
The army of thirty thousand had been split into ten large contingents, slaughtering humans throughout Burial God Valley.
An army of thirty thousand—how much merit would that be?
Naturally, Lin Baichuan would not let them go. He wanted to slaughter all thirty thousand demons and monsters.
"Slash..."
Killing intent flashed in Lin Baichuan's eyes like blades. At the stir of his will, an invisible ripple swept out. The