This Demon Cultivator was clearly far stronger than the two stationed at the secret realm's entrance—not just by a little. In particular, the aura radiating from that Demon Tower made even Lin Fan feel a trace of danger.
Lin Fan's expression shifted slightly. "I can leave. I'm just a little curious—what exactly is inside?"
"What's worth mobilizing the entire Heavenly Net Demon Kingdom in such a grand fashion?"
"Don't ask what you shouldn't. Otherwise, the more you know, the faster you'll die," the Demon Cultivator barked coldly.
It had no absolute confidence that it could kill Lin Fan. Otherwise, it would have continued attacking long ago to avenge its dead companions.
Dark Blood Ancestor had ordered it to hold this place and prevent more cultivators from venturing deeper into the secret realm. Its mission was simply to stop others here.
"Your Excellency's Demon Tower is quite extraordinary. Could it be a Magic Treasure of the Demon Kingdom?" Lin Fan asked again.
The Demon Cultivator's expression darkened. "Don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!"
Lin Fan smiled. "I'll leave right away. After all, your Heavenly Net Demon Kingdom is powerful, and I have no desire to go up against you."
As he spoke, he turned and walked away.
But at that moment, countless sounds of ghosts wailing and wolves howling suddenly rang out all around them. One Yin General after another, each radiating a terrifying aura, emerged from the void. They densely blotted out the sky and earth as they pounced viciously at the Demon Cultivator.
"You're fucking courting death!"
An enraged howl rang out.
The Demon Tower shone brightly. Countless strange runes surged forth, transforming into ferocious, terrifying demon shadows that violently collided with the swarming Yin Generals.
In an instant, explosions and the sounds of slaughter resounded