A Quasi-Saint had died just like that, unable to withstand even a single blow from Lin Tian.
Against the Demon Gods and others of the Demon Race, Lin Tian would show no mercy. Whenever he had a chance to kill them, he would take it, leaving no menace alive.
After all, both sides were vying for the position of sovereign over heaven and earth. As the saying went, mercy to the enemy was cruelty to oneself.
Lin Tian then turned away from Qiongqi and looked toward Eastern Emperor Taiyi nearby, a trace of killing intent flashing in his eyes.
It was time to settle things with Eastern Emperor Taiyi. Only by killing him would Lin Tian have time to help the other Ancestral Witches.
By now, not only had Zhurong, Gonggong, and Dijiang fallen, but several other Ancestral Witches had also died at the hands of the Demon Race. If Lin Tian did not help them soon, they might all perish at the Demon Race's hands.
After all, the Witch-Slaying Sword in Di Jun's hands was far too powerful. With the aid of a few Demon Gods, it was enough to kill the Ancestral Witches, so Lin Tian had to finish Eastern Emperor Taiyi quickly and go to their aid.
Lin Tian descended from the void and slowly approached Eastern Emperor Taiyi. Holding the Tiger Soul Divine Saber, he said calmly, "Eastern Emperor, today is the day you die."
As he spoke, magic power erupted around Lin Tian. He swung the Tiger Soul Divine Saber, unleashing a dazzling pale-golden radiance as immense power spilled in every direction.
Gripping the Tiger Soul Divine Saber tightly, he swung it down from high above. The strike bore astonishing might, making the wind and clouds change color and the earth quake as it cleaved