The first to catch up was the Three-Eyed Wolf Demon, without the slightest hesitation.
The other great demons hesitated, glancing at the peach, then at the chaotic melee. In the end, they still chose to pursue the fleeing pair first.
As a mind-affecting shamanic art, the peach had two effects. First, it made every demon under the spell believe it was some sacred treasure, that eating it would allow them to break through directly, thus driving them to slaughter and contend for it. But that alone might not have triggered a free-for-all. They might have formed factions and turned it into a clash of forces, or seen corpses strewn everywhere and been seized by the urge to retreat.
Thus, this shamanic art had another effect: it stirred the demons' innate bloodlust, filling their hearts with savagery and stripping away their calm judgment, leaving them wanting only to kill and vent their fury, to tear apart everything before their eyes.
These demons giving chase were among those who still retained the most basic shred of reason. They knew the melee here would not be decided anytime soon, while two fish that had slipped through the net could be torn apart first before they returned.
In truth, this was already the thinking of idiots. Yet compared with their kin, whose eyes had gone red with killing and who could no longer judge anything at all, retaining even this tiny bit of basic thought proved that they were stronger than their peers.
A strange light shot from the eye in the Three-Eyed Wolf Demon's forehead. It passed through the rock Qin Yi had hidden behind earlier, silently turning the stone to powder. The strange light continued onward without obstruction, only to explode against the formation Qin Yi had set up. The formation shattered,