The seven Demon Kings fled for their lives at the same time, every face etched with panic and uncertainty.
Lin Baichuan's strength was simply too terrifying. It had driven them into despair.
This was completely different from the intelligence they had obtained. It had strayed so far from the truth that it was practically another matter entirely.
"Damn it, who provided this intelligence? They said Lin Baichuan possessed, at most, the combat strength of an ordinary Ascension Secret Realm cultivator. Were they deliberately sending us to our deaths?"
"This brat is too terrifying. He has concealed far too much of his strength. He must have encountered a Great Opportunity in the Lihen Heaven Secret Realm. His combat power is unmatched—he may well rival the peak of the Ascension Secret Realm."
"Who would have thought that the human race would produce another peerless monstrous prodigy? This brat absolutely cannot be allowed to live. Send word to the Black Heaven Tiger Emperor at once and ask him to strike personally. Kill this brat. We absolutely cannot let him return to the Human Realm..."
The seven Demon Kings fled in different directions while continuing to converse through divine will transmissions.
Every one of them was utterly stunned by Lin Baichuan's strength and could scarcely believe it. At the same time, the killing intent in their hearts grew even stronger.
They all possessed information on Lin Baichuan. He was not even a hundred years old, yet he had already attained such terrifying cultivation. He was undoubtedly a peerless monstrous prodigy among humanity, and in the future, he would become a great calamity for the Demon Race.
Thus, they all shared the same thought: they had to seize this chance to kill Lin Baichuan in this boundless starry sky.
"Ask the Black Heaven Tiger