Seeing Mo Yu and the others make such a flashy entrance, Ming Ye and the others were stunned. Little Devourer held his head high, his formidable bloodline aura spreading around him, as if he looked down on the whole world.
When he came before You Hun, Little Devourer shot him a sidelong glance, his tone full of disdain. "How dare you insult Ling Tian? Believe it or not, I can capture you all by myself without him lifting a finger!"
"You, you..." You Hun stammered, staring up at Little Devourer, who was hundreds of zhang tall.
Although You Hun had reached the peak of the Profound Immortal stage, Little Devourer was at the same level. Yet You Hun had not an ounce of confidence against him. He had no doubt Little Devourer could swallow him into his Small World in one gulp.
"It's been a long time since anyone was taken into the Small World. Locking you up in there for a few thousand years might be nice." Little Devourer spoke playfully, pretending he was about to swallow You Hun.
"Little Devourer, forget it. Do me a favor and spare him. We'll need him to contribute when the major events of the future unfold." Mo Yu spoke leisurely. With a flash, he hopped down from Little Devourer's back and glanced at You Hun with an amused look. "But if anyone dares insult my cousin again, you can kill them outright. I doubt those Heavenly Lords would do anything to you."
At that, many people's expressions changed. Little Devourer's strength was astonishing—he was probably a match even for Fairy Meng Shang. He would be a major force in the events to come. Even if he killed You Hun and the others here, the leaders of the various races wouldn't punish him.