Seeing what was happening in the scene, An Yunzi smiled and muttered, "Fellow Daoist Lin, you truly haven't failed this old man's expectations. Black Cloud actually can't do anything to you for the time being."
One had to know that every one of the Four Directions Elders of the Myriad Demon Sect was a powerhouse of the Calamity Crossing Realm. Anyone who could reach this level was outstanding among tens of millions of demonic cultivators, whether in ability or methods.
"Whichever of you two wins or loses, this is the best moment."
"This old man has schemed for so long. At last, it is time to act."
"But before that, I still need to increase my strength."
A ruthless look appeared on An Yunzi's face, and he immediately began forming hand seals.
The next second, the entire Holy Demon City shook violently with a thunderous boom. Then, those invisible threads began to tighten.
A demonic cultivator was hawking treasures at a stall when, all of a sudden, his limbs went limp. His vision darkened, and he immediately collapsed unconscious.
The crowd thought nothing of it, assuming that something had gone wrong while the stall owner was cultivating.
But soon, several more demonic cultivators suddenly collapsed and lay motionless.
One, two, three...
More and more demonic cultivators fell unconscious, their cultivation and life force draining away at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Almost invisible threads crisscrossed the city, drawing in all their strength with increasing force.
The originally bustling Holy Demon City fell silent at an eerie speed.
Quite a few people remained conscious. Seeing such a bizarre situation, they were scared witless and rushed toward the city gates.
However, the moment they neared the gates, they were all slaughtered by the Holy Demon City's guards.
Blood dyed the