Killing Yin Suli within the Demon Race Ancestral Land would be as silent as a god's work, unseen by ghosts.
No one would expect that a mere human martial artist could kill the Phoenix Eagle Crown Prince.
Even if they investigated afterward through Kong Xi or the demons of Peacock Mountain, they would find it exceedingly difficult to suspect him.
After all, Yin Suli had successfully escaped during their last confrontation.
And in the eyes of the demons, Lu Lin had only managed to injure Yin Suli last time because Kong Xi had held him back from the side. Even Kong Xi herself would never have imagined that Lu Lin now possessed the strength to kill Yin Suli alone.
When the time came, even if the Phoenix Eagle Emperor investigated, he would only suspect Green Dragon Valley, Lion Emperor Ridge, or demons such as Kong Xi. He would never connect it to a "negligible" human martial artist like him.
As long as he cleaned things up properly—
"Of course! This is easy. Tell me their distinguishing features in detail—" Fat Duck readily agreed.
"A few Phoenix Eagles, and—" Lu Lin immediately described, one by one, the physical features and feather colors of the remaining demon birds from Phoenix Eagle Mountain.
Quack! Quack quack!
Fat Duck raised his head and cried out again.
Before long, several dozen birds of various colors gathered from the forest, circling and dancing around him.
After a round of "bird speech," the birds scattered into the vast mountain forests and vanished without a trace.
All that remained was to wait.
Three days later, a small grayish-brown sparrow flew back at high speed, landing before Fat Duck and chirping nonstop.
"We found traces of a strand of Heaven and Earth Essence! Let's go!" Fat Duck perked up