Ling Zhan accepted no surrender or prisoners in this campaign.
The reason was simple.
The Demon-Slaying Finale Operation was meant to eradicate demons completely.
As long as they belonged to the Ten Thousand Demons Race, they had to be purged.
Only dead members of the Ten Thousand Demons Race were good members of the Ten Thousand Demons Race.
At this moment.
As Ling Zhan's words fell.
The expressions of the three Demon Emperors turned utterly despairing.
Yet even if they wanted to use some means to escape the layers upon layers of formations, they were powerless to do so.
Ling Zhan had remained silent throughout. There was no way he would give them any chance to escape.
This left the three Demon Emperors feeling incomparably aggrieved.
If they had been allowed to fight Ling Zhan openly and honorably to the death before falling, that would have been one thing.
The key was that Ling Zhan had now bound them with formations, then continuously cast Silence skills without interruption, leaving them unable to use a single skill or talent.
They could only use their bodies to withstand it all head-on.
It was simply agony and torture.
The demon soldiers and demon generals below were, in fact, even more miserable than the three Demon Emperors.
They had done nothing at all when vast formations descended upon them one after another, like great mountains that directly crushed them to death.
Hundreds of millions of demon soldiers and demon generals were like an incomparably tiny swarm of ants at this moment. With the slightest sweep, they were all reduced to ashes.
Well...
That was perfectly normal.
At this level of battle, numbers could no longer bring about a qualitative change.
It was like a peak powerhouse with a world-class title dealing with a group