Boom!
Her body slammed into the street like a meteor, the tremendous commotion drawing countless eyes.
The Slave-Controlling Rope around Long Xianyin had vanished, but the rope's energy had torn nearly half of her palace robe apart.
Looking at everything around her, the astonished, shocked, disbelieving gazes were like sharp knives, making her mind tremble violently. Boundless terror left her dazed for a moment.
"She... she's the Myriad Demon Palace's Third Princess?!"
"How did she end up like this?!"
"Was she thrown down from over there?"
Countless hushed voices rang by her ears. Their words made Long Xianyin's delicate body tremble uncontrollably; she could not even circulate her mana!
"Miss!"
Two more figures shot out. One of the black-clad figures immediately took out a large robe and covered Long Xianyin with it, then unleashed the cultivation of the Body Integration Realm at the surrounding spectators!
"Scram!"
The turmoil on the street continued outside, even threatening to turn into chickens flying and dogs leaping. Within the Nether Demon Market, everyone stared at Bai Yu in shock. Even as they marveled, they grew more curious about his identity.
This was the Boundary Severance Wasteland, and the Myriad Demon Palace was one of its three great overlords. Though it was not governed by the Four Regions, the Myriad Demon Palace's strength was absolutely no weaker than that of any first-rate sect within them.
Even a superpower like the Royal Court would, for various reasons, refrain from offending an overlord of such a chaotic land.
Yet now, this young man had actually thrown Long Xianyin straight out?
What difference was there between such humiliation and using the entire Myriad Demon Palace's face as a shoe insole to trample beneath his feet? Just how confident was he, to dare offend such a force to