The "demoness" daringly offered a reminder, perhaps worried that her suggestion might be revealed by me.
But clearly, she was overthinking it—
In the blink of an eye, Chen Yi valiantly struck out amidst demons surrounding him.
With one step, he had leaped over the head of the tiger demon.
The Nine Revolutions Profound Gang Technique was fully in action, with the Spiritual Acupoint Vortex showing seventeen cores for the first time.
Pale Sword Intent within each Spiritual Acupoint Vortex emerged like mist, swirling and enshrouding, casting out.
Threads of inconspicuous pale Sword Intent, with concealed sharpness, silently dispersed the dust kicked up by the moth woman.
With the appearance of the pale Sword Intent, a huge White Tiger Illusion also condensed behind Chen Yi.
The White Tiger appeared ethereal, with only one paw solidified.
Beneath that vivid paw, an ominous dark red star faintly glimmered, as the paw stepped into the void.
White Tiger God, Divine Intent descends upon the world—
Those icy white pupils coldly stared at over a dozen Great Demons, seemingly drawing upon the power of heaven and earth.
That vast, starry sea-like terrifying authority heavily pressed down on demons like the centipede and others, sending shudders through their minds.
Especially, the attacking tiger demon, upon noticing Chen Yi's figure and glancing back, widened its eyes so vastly that its eye sockets burst with blood flowing out.
"Tiger, tiger...White Tiger God?!"
Simultaneously, Chen Yi's spring rain Sword was unsheathed in his hand, his figure dreamlike, drifting and soaring.
Sword Five Soaring Immortal!
With the execution of Chen Yi's sword move, the massive White Tiger Illusion behind him suddenly let out a roar.
The roar led the entire Demon Hall to violently quake.
That quaking force was so grand that it surpassed the Centipede Demon's demon energy and caused the bright sun in the sky to flicker uncertainly.
When bright as daylight, Chen Yi was clearly seen casually stepping forward, delivering a sword strike to the forehead of a Divine Travel Realm Great Demon.
When dark and lightless, only pale Sword Qi, carrying silent sparks of electricity, streaked across the heads of demons.
A sound like shattering glass echoed, faintly accompanied by an ancient voice exclaiming:
"The White Tiger God is excessively bloodthirsty and fierce, do not destroy this sacred ground!"
However, Chen Yi was utterly unmoved.
Regardless of the alternating light and dark, under the lock of his Sword Intent, these Divine Travel Realm Great Demons were like beacons guiding him.
One step taken, one sword delivered, that's all.
Though spoken slowly, in reality, all this happened in the blink of an eye.
So fast that even the Centipede Demon, moth woman, and the Rat Demon lurking in the back couldn't react in time.
Not until Chen Yi's figure stopped beside "Cheng Gui" Yu Dou did the trembling within the Demon Hall gradually subside.
Behind him, his lingering shadows leisurely returned to overlap with his body before vanishing.
At this point did Chen Yi finally turn around, sword in hand, and audaciously standing between heaven and earth, lightly laughing as he asked:
"Now, do you still wish to take this head of mine?"
His voice was calm and not loud, yet clearly reverberated in the ears of the demons.
Aside from that, all around was silence.
The Centipede Demon was stunned for a long time before finally lowering its head, moving its many legs, and gazing at the surrounding Great Demons.
It wasn't just it, the moth woman and Rat Demon, also at the Void Extreme Realm, looked at their subordinates—the Second Grade Divine Travel Realm Great Demons.
Finally, the gazes of the three Great Demons all fell upon Chen Yi standing in the back, disbelieving as they stared at him:
"They, they're all dead?!"
Wen Renying stood there stunned, repeatedly confirming whether those demons had truly died.
One, two, three... all ten Blood Cores of the Divine Travel Realm Great Demons!
My fortunes have truly soared!