At that moment, the lightly clad woman standing among the distant clouds, watching as though she expected a good show, suddenly frowned.
Just as the demons opened their jaws to bite into the defensive Array's barrier, a terrifying pressure of spiritual energy blanketed the entire county town, forcing them to their knees.
The stronger demons fought the pressure, trying to force themselves upright.
The weaker ones burst into bloody mist beneath it.
Just as mold had grown wherever there was oil in Luo Yi's previous life, Luo Yi turned up wherever there were demons or Energy Points in this one.
With so many Energy Points delivering themselves to his door, he was hardly going to let the opportunity pass.
At the far end of the sky, a young man in green strolled forward, seemingly unconcerned that the demons might attack the county town again before he arrived.
"Who is this brat?"
Feeling the terrifying spiritual pressure radiating from the young man and seeing the unmistakable trace of youth on his languid face, the lightly clad woman was filled with astonishment and uncertainty.
Her soul could clearly sense that this young man was nothing like her seventeenth disciple.
Little Seventeen, Xiao Jinghong, merely looked young. In truth, he was an old ghost who had lived for at least several thousand years.
He had only preserved his youthful appearance by advancing quickly through the early realms, keeping age from showing on his face.
But the young man before her was genuinely young. She could feel it.
His Bone Frame seemed barely fully grown, and his entire being brimmed with vitality and life. Both only strengthened the lightly clad woman's conviction.
Compared with the lifespans of Combining Dao Realm warriors, which routinely stretched beyond ten thousand years, it would hardly be wrong