Vincent Tan started thinking about how to make them believe that those devils were really dead.
Senior Brother Cao who was standing nearby, couldn’t hold back any longer. "Didn’t you collect a lot of loot from the devils? The devils will definitely recognize their own stuff."
"Oh, right!" Vincent Tan’s eyes were lit up, "Why didn’t I think of that?"
After speaking, Senior Brother Cao noticed the odd looks from his fellow disciples.
He cleared his throat as if to say, "Don’t look at me like that. I just don’t want to see these devils acting so arrogant."
Vincent Tan then quickly dumped out the devil weapons he had collected.
The clattering of weapons instantly grabbed everyone’s attention.
Devil weapons are different from human cultivators’ weapons, especially the handles.
Since devils have larger bones than most humans, including their hands, their weapon handles are also larger than those of human weapons.
Vincent Tan, who loved to move around, had collected the devil’s weapons himself at the time.
"I recognize that weapon. It belongs to Onnim."
"And Jolruth’s weapon is here too!"
One after another, the devils started recognizing their fallen comrades’ weapons.
As they continued talking, the devils’ expressions changed.
All the weapons had been taken away by these humans, which could only mean that those devils were really dead.
Otherwise, there was no way this many coincidences could happen.
The devils looked at Amalia and the others with anger and caution.
At that moment, Nith suddenly walked over to Al’gath and, staring at Kenny Lin across from them, said, "This person isn’t weak. Erod was probably killed by him. And there was also a powerful black star beast. He killed Erod’s group and a mighty Black Star Beast all by himself. He’s got some skills."
"Just what I wanted," Al’gath said, not backing down.
Instead, a fighting spirit began to light up in his eyes as he stepped toward Kenny Lin.
As soon as he moved, the tension in the air spiked.
"You, dare to fight me one-on-one?" Al’gath challenged as he stared at Kenny Lin.
Before Kenny Lin could respond, Amalia suddenly stepped in front of him.
"I’ll do it."
"Alright, it’s all yours," Kenny Lin shrugged his shoulder.
Al’gath glanced at Amalia, who was only at the mid-stage of the Golden Core level, with disdain for someone weaker than him.
He coldly said to Kenny Lin, "She’s no match for me. Are you sure you want to send her out to die?"
It was as if Kenny Lin’s anger button had been pressed.
He snapped, "She’s really strong! Underestimate her, and you won’t even know how you died!"
The disciples of the Green Lotus Sect were confused.
What was going on with their junior master uncle?
Why did he suddenly get so angry?
Was this some new battle strategy?
Or maybe this Al’gath was truly formidable, and their Martial Aunt really wasn’t a match for him, which is why their junior master uncle was so upset?
While they were lost in their thoughts, the devils and Ruma Yang had a simpler idea: the Green Lotus Sect was just putting on a brave front.
Without Renshu Chang, even someone at the peak of the Golden Core stage wouldn’t be a match for Al’gath.
Yet, they sent out someone only at the mid-stage of the Golden Core level.
Were they just eager to die?
They even started to suspect there might be internal conflicts within the Green Lotus Sect.
Otherwise, why send someone so weak?
But when they saw Amalia actually walking toward Al’gath, and none of the Green Lotus Sect disciples stopping her, their suspicions only deepened.
"Look for a chance to escape later. The Green Lotus Sect people might end up perishing here," Ruma Yang said to Vijaya Tao and the others.
Kailash Ren also quietly sent a message to Chanchala Jin and the others, "Senior Sister, if the Green Lotus Sect loses, find a chance to leave. I’ll try to hold them back."
"I understand," Chanchala Jin replied without hesitation.
If Amalia were at the peak of the Golden Core stage instead of just the mid-stage, they might have hoped for a better outcome.
But since the Green Lotus Sect sent someone in the mid-stage, it was clearly a move toward defeat.
Al’gath was not just any devil or an ordinary prodigy.
How could someone at the mid-stage of the Golden Core stand a chance against him?
Al’gath didn’t expect them to insist on sending someone at the mid-stage to face him.
A surge of anger rose in him.
Whether the opponent was arrogant or not, to Al’gath, it felt like an insult.
He stared coldly at Amalia and said, "You will pay for your ignorance and foolishness with your life."
Amalia glanced at the blade in her hand.
Since it was forged, she hadn’t yet fully used its full power.
Shifting her gaze to Al’gath, she remained unmoved and said calmly, "You’re the first devil prodigy I’ll fight. I’ve been wanting to test the strength of a devil prodigy. I hope you won’t disappoint me."
"Arrogant!" Al’gath’s eyes flashed coldly, and a powerful aura erupted from him, shooting up into the sky.
"Not just arrogant, but also very cocky. Does she really think she’s Al’gath’s opponent?"
"I think she’s successfully deluded herself into thinking she’s the best in the world."
"She’s completely angered Al’gath. Al’gath won’t let her off easily. She won’t last even one move against Al’gath."
"An angry Al’gath can unleash even stronger power. How dare she provoke Al’gath?"
The devils were also very displeased with her arrogance and eagerly waiting to see her die at Al’gath’s hands.
It was going to be a spectacular and satisfying scene.
Amalia’s figure instantly vanished from her spot and charged toward Al’gath with a murderous intent.
At the same time, a calm voice rang out, "You wanted to know where that power came from? Let me show you now."
With that, her blade came crashing down toward Al’gath’s head.
A flash of cold light erupted, and a terrifying aura stirred up intense dust on either side.