This was a third-layer Golden Immortal Heavenly Demon.
A third-layer Golden Immortal lifeform possessed incredibly formidable vitality. So long as its Primordial Spirit remained intact, even if only a single drop of blood was left, it could return from death.
And yet, this Heavenly Demon had died so easily?
It gave Ye Lin a faint sense of unreality.
"So this is its true weakness."
At the sight, a flicker of excitement rose in Ye Lin's heart.
He had found it troublesome before, but now that he had discovered the Heavenly Demons' weakness, he no longer found them difficult to deal with.
After all, if this thing was used properly, it could easily slaughter countless Heavenly Demons.
With that thought, Ye Lin began walking through the Desolate Land.
"Damn it, why are these Heavenly Demons so hard to deal with? I can't shake them off no matter what."
"Tell me about it. Is this even something a person can accomplish? If my father came, he'd have to crawl back on his knees."
"Your words may be crude, but the truth isn't. If my father came, he might really have to crawl back on his knees."
"Sigh, stop complaining. Just honestly look for chances to hunt Heavenly Demons. We only have three hundred days. To kill ten thousand Heavenly Demons in three hundred days, we need to kill three hundred and thirty-three Heavenly Demons every twelve hours."
"That's around twenty-seven Heavenly Demons every hour. Keep whining, and you'll lose your chance completely."
"Stop talking. If you keep talking, I might as well turn around and go home."
The Heavenly Demons had tortured the prodigies until they wished they were dead. They had originally thought this was merely a simple test, one they should have been able to pass easily with their talent.