Lin Dong...
It was rare for him to let himself go.
He cultivated martial arts, and for martial arts, the most important thing for rapid improvement was fighting others—especially battles to the death.
There had not been many such opportunities in the Three Thousand Continents before.
But now, the opportunity lay right before him!
So long as he acted even a little high-profile, there would be endless life-and-death battles to fight, endless wars to wage. Naturally, his improvement speed was ridiculously fast!
He had even repeatedly refused Sister Wu's offers to send reinforcements, repeatedly placing himself in mortal peril before emerging anew. He had thoroughly tapped into his potential, causing his Combat Power to surge dramatically.
His goal was...
To surpass Xiao Ling'er!
Whether he could surpass her or not was another matter, but at the very least, he had to make it his goal.
When Zuo Yu first entered the Demon Realm, he had been alone.
Yet in just a few days, an army of a million had gathered behind him!
However, this army of a million did not come from the Three Thousand Continents, much less were they cultivators from the Three Thousand Continents. They were native cultivators of the Demon Realm, and all of them were above the Tenth Realm.
There were even more than ten Fifteenth Realm Daluo Golden Immortals!
At this moment, though, the eyes of the million-strong army were all bloodshot, and every one of them regarded Zuo Yu as their leader.
Whenever they encountered someone, Zuo Yu did not need to lift a finger. They would swarm forward and devour them clean, bones and all. They would even eagerly serve as guides like obedient lackeys.
Where there were people, where there was danger, where there were benefits—how could locals not know these