Unfortunately, his cultivation in Buddhist Dharma had yet to reach such profound heights.
"Amitabha. Lock these fellows up and await the Human Race's judgment."
Those of the Buddhist Sect were forbidden to kill. Troublesome fellows like these were best left for Fuxi to deal with.
Soon, the commotion here drew the attention of the Devil Race's main force.
Jin Chanzi also knew that his next moves would become increasingly dangerous.
"Amitabha. Follow me, everyone. Return to the Ten Thousand Races and leave these devils far behind."
Jin Chanzi led them in a swift retreat into the distance.
By the time the Devil Race's troops arrived, the place was deserted.
The surrounding camps had noticed nothing unusual-or rather, even those who had noticed the commotion had not dared come out to investigate.
For the scene of Jin Chanzi subduing everyone...
Had been plain for all to see.
The same thing kept happening around the Devil Race's vanguard forces.
At first, the vanguard forces had no way to respond.
After all, the whole affair was truly bizarre.
Besides, even with so many people facing one man, it was difficult to guard against him.
So they simply let it happen.
Gradually, however, they realized that more and more units were being subdued by these uncanny means, making matters increasingly difficult to handle.
Finally, left with no other choice, the Devil Race Chief could only seek reinforcements. "Go fetch the One-Horned Devil Immortal."
He was one of the few who had escaped from Jin Chanzi's hands.
He was also one of the Devil Race's relatively few diehards.
They worshipped the Devil Ancestor and were willing to dedicate everything to him.
Such people were the hardest to subdue. They had never liked the races of the Primordial World, so naturally, they were unwilling to be