The Demon Race's Geniuses

Shi Ao and the others were utterly stunned by the potential Ling Tian had displayed. His words, brimming with killing intent, only made them even more furious. Seeing Ling Tian about to leave with his head held high, they finally couldn't hold back. They charged after him aggressively, eager to kill him before he got away.

Seeing Shi Ao and the others swarm toward them, Xuan Ming and his companion resolutely chose to detonate their Demon Cores. Although it took some time to detonate a Demon Core, Shi Ao's people were enraged by Ling Tian and their reactions were greatly dulled. Besides, having rushed forward all at once, they had no time to retreat even if they realized what was happening. The surging force of the explosion engulfed many of them.

For a while, screams and roars rang out together. Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the scene was too horrific to look at.

Fortunately, although they had detonated their Demon Cores, Xuan Ming and his companion belonged to the Mysterious Spirit Bee Race. Their Demon Core energy was only about thirty percent that of cultivators at the same rank, so the explosion was far less powerful. Moreover, those who had charged ahead all had decent cultivation, and the Demon Race's physical strength was renowned throughout the Cultivation World. Aside from a few unlucky cultivators, many escaped with their lives.

Though they had escaped, they were all injured to some degree. Blood gushed from their wounds, and their clothes had been left in disarray by the bombardment of the frenzied energy. They looked utterly miserable.

After a long while, everything settled. The place where Xuan Ming and his companion had detonated their cores returned to silence, with only the lingering Blood Qi bearing witness to what had happened there.

"Ah!