He spoke as though he were buying pork at a market.
Chi Yu said nothing. The Talisman Ring on his wrist moved at his will, detaching and expanding before finally forming nested rings that protected him securely within.
He took out Phantom Lightning with his other hand, his expression calm. Clearly, he had no intention of going with them.
Seeing that he intended to resist, the Demon General laughed. "You've got some nerve, trying to stand against our Demon King Army."
"Let's just kill him. There are plenty of pretty cultivators in this world," a demon cultivator said, looking at Chi Yu with a trace of greed.
The Demon General knew what he meant. In the harsh environment of the Demon Realm, the best blood essence they could consume came from yaomo. Ever since Yaomo had ascended to the position of Demon Venerable, no one dared openly absorb yaomo blood essence to cultivate, making even cultivation somewhat difficult.
Nor were cultivators so easy to acquire. Occasionally, they caught cultivators who fell into the Demon Realm through the cracks, but they had to offer them to His Venerable Lordship or their superiors.
The Demon General sighed. "Cultivation isn't easy. Since this prey is so unruly, let's divide him up and eat him here."
At that, the demon cultivators under his command cheered. Once the Demon General made a show of giving the order, they all attacked Chi Yu.
However, the spinning Talisman Ring blocked every attack. The demon cultivators' excitement waned somewhat, and their expressions grew grave. "What is that thing?"
As soon as the words fell, Chi Yu swung his sword, and its Sword Qi killed several demon cultivators-their bodies and nascent soul spirits were one, so when their flesh died, their lives and cultivation ended with it. That made