King Chiyou's words made Lin Baichuan furrow his brows slightly, a glimmer of icy killing intent flashing in his eyes.
With a thought, an invisible ripple of divine sense swept out, instantly wrapping around King Chiyou's barely corporeal body.
"Soul search..."
Lin Baichuan's low voice emerged like that of a demon god crawling out of the Nine Nether Purgatory.
At once, the invisible ripple of divine sense forcefully burst into King Chiyou's soul consciousness sea.
It ruthlessly searched through his memories and information.
"Aah..."
King Chiyou immediately let out a shrill scream. He struggled with all his strength, his already phantom-like body twisting grotesquely as though he had fallen into utter despair.
"Damn Human Race mongrel! You actually dare soul-search me—you will die a miserable death!"
"Even if this king self-destructs, I will never let you have your way!"
King Chiyou roared furiously, waves of violent aura erupting from within his body. He truly intended to choose self-destruction.
"Self-destruct? Do you think you can manage that?"
Lin Baichuan snorted coldly. With a thought, the overwhelming pressure of his divine sense descended, forcibly sealing King Chiyou's soul completely.
The next instant, his divine sense swept through. King Chiyou, who had been struggling just moments ago, instantly froze. His expression gradually turned blank, and his consciousness sank away.
Several breaths later.
Lin Baichuan withdrew his divine sense, but the killing intent in his eyes only grew stronger.
He had found memories concerning the Human Race prodigies being besieged. King Chiyou had not deceived him. Human Race prodigies truly had been plotted against by members of the Demon, Ghost, and Spirit Races and trapped in a treacherous location.
Had it been in the past, Lin Baichuan might not necessarily have bothered with these Human Race prodigies.
After all, none of those trapped were