Seeing Lu Xiaotian, whose body was wreathed in the mingled auras of a zhang, a scorpion, and a crocodile, with demonic energy soaring into the heavens, even Lin Jie couldn't help shivering. He no longer dared bring up Corpse Demon Island. The Sushang Demon Sea was vast; there were plenty of places to settle down. There was no need to offend the scourge before him over this tiny island, no more than a few hundred li across.
"Your abilities are astounding. I, Lin, am impressed. Farewell!" Realizing he was no match for Lu Xiaotian, Lin Jie cupped his hands, transformed into a streak of black light, and shot into the distance.
"Farewell!" Even Corpse Demon Lin Jie had been frightened away. The other demons had no desire to stay either, and each cupped their hands before taking their leave.
In the blink of an eye, the island, hundreds of li across, was left with only Lu Xiaotian, Ye Ziyu, and some low-ranked demonic creatures. The cultivation world's rule that the strong reigned supreme was on full display.
Ye Ziyu emerged from the island's dense forest with a smile, walking slowly toward them. Although she was a Body Integration sword cultivator, under the circumstances it was still more prudent to handle things Lu Xiaotian's way. After all, the sudden appearance of a human sword cultivator in the Sushang Demon Sea would surely draw the attention of its old Body Integration monsters, which would do Lu Xiaotian no good as he sought to break through.
After driving away the demons on the island, Lu Xiaotian let out a long breath. Gazing at the boundless sea and sky before him, he felt much of the pent-up frustration he had accumulated over more than sixty years in the Dark Demon Mound dissipate. Orthodox human