It Was Better to Stir Things Up

At that moment, the mighty expert skilled in the Hidden Saber Art, whom the two Sacred Feather Clan elders feared immensely, was crouched in a corner, eyeing the two remaining demons with great hesitation.

The Hidden Saber Art was also one of the many branch Dao Principles of Saber Techniques comprehended by Overbearing Saber.

Shen Lin had already deduced it to the Integration Realm.

The moment Blood Crow caught them, Shen Lin had already planted the Hidden Saber Art on him.

With the aid of the other Dao Principles of Saber Techniques he had comprehended, even Blood Crow Demon Saint, a Saint Realm expert, had failed to notice what was happening to him.

It could be said that the moment Blood Crow appeared before Shen Lin, he was already dead.

He had merely been buried only now.

With Shen Lin's current comprehension of the Great Dao of Saber Techniques, killing an ordinary Demon Race Saint Realm expert through the Hidden Saber Art was incredibly simple.

However, this method could only be used once.

If he killed the two remaining demons in the same manner, those two fellows from the Sacred Feather Clan would certainly notice something was wrong.

It would be easy for them to guess that the culprit was among Shen Lin's group.

But Shen Lin could not just stand by and watch the two Demon Race Saint Realm experts die at the hands of the Sacred Feather Clan.

They were all Demon Lifespans!

Blood Crow Demon Saint alone had already provided him with twenty million years of Demon Lifespan.

He definitely could not let the other two go.

But how could he kill these two demons without alerting the Sacred Feather Clan?

Shen Lin became somewhat conflicted.

Originally, directly bundling up and taking away the two Sacred Feather