As a deep roar rang out.
The Demon Slaying Platform shook violently. A mass of black mist surged out from within, forming an illusory demon shadow above the platform. The demon shadow looked toward Li Yun and extended a finger. In that instant, it was as though a terrifying Blade Light had slashed down from beyond distant Space-Time.
Li Yun's entire body stiffened in an instant.
He had no way to react at all.
Much less resist.
But at that very moment, another mass of golden light rose from the Demon Slaying Platform, transforming into countless Blade Lights. The Blade Lights became threads, crisscrossing into a net that completely enveloped the demon shadow. Before that finger of the demon shadow could fully erupt, they forcibly dragged it back into the Demon Slaying Platform.
"Kid, if you have what it takes, wipe out the Devil Race here... Help me slay demons, and your rewards will not be lacking!"
"Huh..."
Li Yun was immediately startled, then delight appeared on his face.
Well, damn.
He had misunderstood.
The two immortals within the Demon Slaying Platform were not on the same side. They were immortals from two opposing camps, locked in a stalemate.
"So that's how it is. That makes things easy..."
Li Yun sneered and said without hesitation, "Immortal Senior, as long as you keep that Devil Race immortal trapped and deny him any chance to interfere, I guarantee I'll help you wipe out every last one of the devils here!"
"Good, you have courage!"
"Kill to your heart's content. So long as I do not die, the Pro Demon Lord will never have a chance to make a move!"
The immortal in the Demon Slaying Platform immediately gave an emphatic reply.
"Zhao Fangqun, dream your mother's spring-and-autumn dream! You think that little