Lin Ke felt rather helpless as he looked at the Third Realm demon before him.
Demon Beast, lesser demon, demon, demon general, greater demon, demon king, demon emperor, demon sovereign.
Those were roughly the divisions of the demonic path.
Only upon reaching the Third Realm could one be called a demon.
And judging by its size alone, the demon before him would be difficult to deal with.
Lin Ke had originally wanted to negotiate. How nice it would be if everyone squeezed onto one mountain island and protected their shared home together.
But apparently, the Demon Race's views on marriage differed somewhat from his, and so did their aesthetic tastes.
Already irritated, Lin Ke immediately unleashed the Blade of Public Will within the Imperially Sanctioned Staff.
"Thud-"
He lifted the hammer and struck the ground as though hoeing a field, his swollen lips making a "flap, flap" sound.
Beside him, Jingang couldn't help letting out a snort of laughter.
Veins bulged on Lin Ke's forehead, and the Blade of Public Will instantly swept around the three Demon Beasts' necks.
"Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!"...
With three soft cracks, the two lesser demons and the demon were killed.
After their deaths, all three reverted to their original forms.
"Ping'an, not to criticize you," Jingang said, shaking his head beside him, "but you really didn't need to use... use the Heavenly Hammer just now."
Lin Ke looked puzzled.
"You could easily have slain those two lesser demons with your Chopping Wood Method," Jingang said. "Even that Third Realm demon didn't warrant this. Don't forget..."
Jingang paused and looked at Lin Ke. "Of all the myriad paths beneath heaven, the foremost is called Confucianism!"
Lin Ke froze.
"Chen Ping'an, you must understand that your strongest, most outstanding, most dazzling talent lies in the Confucian Path."