"I'll drive them all away." Lu Xiaotian had not even spoken before Ye Ziyu saw what he was thinking in his eyes and said it outright.
"No need. You're a proper human cultivator. Although driving them away would be easy for you, if these fellows have some other backing, it might cause trouble later." Lu Xiaotian shook his head. Though the possibility was slim, there was a better way to deal with it. "I'll do it. Hide on the island first."
Ye Ziyu nodded. With a flicker of her figure, she entered the dense forest on the island and vanished. Lu Xiaotian wore a loose black robe and a broad bronze lion mask. The Demon Race and Devil Race were not lacking in enormous exotic beasts, some measuring several zhang or even dozens of zhang with every movement. Nor were there any shortage of beings smaller than Lu Xiaotian.
At that moment, Lu Xiaotian stood suspended in the void. After absorbing the fused essence formed from the Primordial Spirits of three demonic beasts—a roe deer, a scorpion, and a crocodile—a bloodthirsty, savage demonic aura surged skyward from him, sweeping across the entire island in the blink of an eye.
"This island has caught my eye. Everyone stationed here, leave at once. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless." Lu Xiaotian's voice was cold. He infused it with a measure of his Primordial Spirit, instantly rousing dozens of powerful and weak auras across the island.
One of them was a corpse demon, the skin on his face clinging to the bones, his eyes scarlet as a ghost's. His aura was clearly somewhat stronger than those of the other demons and the several devils. Rising from the island, he cupped his hands toward Lu Xiaotian. "I am Lin Jie of Corpse Demon