Originally, Ling Wuyuan had wanted to continue studying that so-called [Purple Tribulation Demon Subduing Lightning].
Though its power was not particularly strong.
Its energy properties, specifically tailored to corrupt-path power, were quite interesting.
Unfortunately, someone was in a hurry to die—
And as someone accustomed to being straightforward.
Ling Wuyuan naturally had no reason to refuse.
As everyone knew.
Whenever someone sought death.
He either let them die outright or made them wish they were dead.
So, after the arms condensed from Gray Mist seized every target.
The next moment.
Ling Wuyuan directly brought out some methods fitting his identity.
What identity?
Naturally, that of a Demonic Path cultivator!!
He had openly withstood the [Purple Tribulation Demon Subduing Lightning], which was specially meant to subdue demons and vanquish evil.
He could hardly claim to be from some righteous and prestigious sect, could he?
Would that be appropriate?
It most certainly would not!!
Thus.
At that moment.
Before all the onlookers.
Those people who had been seized on the spot by arms of mist were like bottles of soda having their caps pried off and straws thrust into them. At incredible speed, their skullcaps were torn open, and misty straws were forcibly inserted deep into their brains—
In an instant.
The many onlookers clearly saw the expressions of those who had been caught change from utter terror into something incomparably twisted—a savage look of trying to scream but being unable to make a sound at all!!
Then.
Under everyone's gaze.
Those people rapidly changed from normal bodies full of flesh and blood into miserable figures like dried corpses, as though some evil thing were slowly devouring them—
In their daze.
The crowd even felt as though they could hear faint, distant sucking sounds.
However.
What truly chilled them to the bone