Only after he had confirmed that there was no inheritance here and began pondering Evil Demon's intentions did he discover the uniqueness of this power.
This was not merely an ordinary law. It was a simplified form of law, one that people of low cultivation could practice and wield.
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go kill demons!" Wang Li said excitedly.
"I'm afraid it's already too late," Xu Jiamo replied.
Everyone raised their heads toward the void above. Seven days had ended, and the Demonic Way would automatically expel them.
In truth, it was not just them. Everyone would be driven out.
A powerful force surged forth. Without giving them any choice, they felt their bodies being repelled, and then the void swallowed them whole.
Only when Xu Zimo's feet touched solid ground did he look around.
"This is Triumphal Hall," he murmured. He thought it was not bad.
Yet the moment he returned, he suddenly realized that something was off.
It seemed that everyone's eyes were fixed on him.
Beside him, Wang Li and the others were also spat out from the black hole.
"Brother Xu, why does this feel wrong?" Xu Jiamo asked.
Xu Zimo swept his gaze around. The Devil Race disciples from before were deliberately keeping their distance from him.
They were also whispering among themselves.
As for the surroundings, some members of the Devil Race seemed to be lurking and observing them, as though they were keeping watch.
"Interesting," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"This is bad." Wang Li seemed to have recalled something. He hurriedly grabbed Xu Zimo and said, "Brother Xu, we need to leave."
"What is it?" Before Xu Zimo could ask further, two people approached from ahead and blocked the direction they were leaving in.
"What are