"Damn it!" Before the cultivator surnamed Xin could even raise his head, Shui Mingzi's expression changed again. He cursed furiously, "Hadn't this old man said it long ago? Unless absolutely necessary, do not harm the lives of any demon beasts..."
Seeing himself rebuked in succession by two Great Grandmasters of Spirit Evocation, the cultivator surnamed Xin felt a trace of anger as well. He nearly blurted out, "Senior Shui, even if it was merely an ordinary little demon beast, killing it would not bring down a calamity of towering proportions, would it?"
How could Shui Mingzi still spare the attention to explain anything to him? He formed a hand seal, then struck the area around his own nose and mouth with his backhand. After taking a slight sniff, Shui Mingzi's expression changed drastically. He cried, "Go..." His body turned into a streak of rainbow light, and without bothering to conceal himself, he shot toward the direction in which the bat Demon Race had flown earlier!
"This..." Ao Zhantian was equally puzzled, but seeing Shui Mingzi reveal himself, he hurriedly released his divine sense as well. Sure enough, the little beasts that had either fallen or fled in all directions earlier now all revealed scarlet-red glints in their eyes. They sprang out from everywhere, charging toward the human cultivators like moths rushing into a flame. Moreover, as these little demon beasts rushed over, shrill "squeak, squeak" cries came from their mouths. Though each cry was faint, their multitude merged into a tremendous roar like mountains shouting and seas crashing, carrying far through the night sky.
"Damn it..." Ao Zhantian cursed. "What in the world is going on? How did these little demon beasts suddenly go mad for no reason?"
Curse as he might, Ao Zhantian's body likewise transformed into a rainbow