Chapter 1601

As Lin Yin's words fell, Xu Jingming stepped out from the dark purple world ring.

Starlight spilled over his towering frame beneath the azure sky.

It illuminated the swirling black lightning and dark red killing aura around him.

His eyes blazed like lightning, his powerful spiritual force sweeping like a tide across the entire valley.

"One hundred and three demons, all Cosmic Peak—impressive."

Xu Jingming smiled.

"It is this servant's honor to serve my lord."

Lin Yin bowed her head in response, her purple hair fluttering lightly in the wind.

On her exquisitely beautiful, icy face, a faint hint of fanaticism now surfaced.

As if serving Xu Jingming was the greatest glory of her life.

This sight froze every demon in the valley instantly!

Silence.

Absolute silence.

Over a hundred pairs of crimson eyes widened in unison, their demonic aura pausing for a heartbeat.

"What is going on?!"

"Isn't this the human with the Bloodlust Demon Seal?!"

Shock, horror, rage—emotions erupted wildly among the demons.

Why did this lowly human step out of the Princess's world ring?

And what did the Princess just call him?

Master?

Did I hear that wrong?!

"Impossible… absolutely impossible!"

A demon with curved horns growled, his crimson eyes locked on Lin Yin:

"Princess! What did you just call this lowly human?!"

His voice trembled with disbelief and fury, demonic aura churning violently around him.

"Who are you calling lowly?"

Lin Yin suddenly lifted her gaze, violet eyes flashing with icy light!

Her jade hand rose, a fingertip summoning a tiny flame of ghostly purple.

The flame was no larger than a basketball, yet it radiated a terrifying aura of destruction!

Hss—!

The flame shot like a streak of light, tearing through the air!

So fast that the questioning demon had no time to react.

The ghostly purple flame pierced his forehead!

"Ugh—!"

The shriek cut off abruptly.

The demon's massive body froze in place, purple flame spreading from his brow.

In an instant, he burned like a paper doll, turning to ash from within outward!

Not even a trace remained!

Lin Yin's combat power was roughly at Eternal Third Stage.

She couldn't defeat Xu Jingming.

But crushing this ordinary Nine-Star War General? Pure domination!

One-shot!

Utterly complete one-shot!

A chorus of sharp intakes of breath echoed through the valley.

All demons stared in horror at the drifting ashes, then at Lin Yin.

She really attacked?!

And killed one of her own kind?!

"Who told you to kill him?"

Xu Jingming raised an eyebrow, his tone edged with displeasure.

That was ten million source points, wasted for nothing.

"This servant erred. Please punish me, my lord."

Lin Yin did not hesitate—she knelt instantly to the ground.

Her three-meter-tall, voluptuous frame now bowed low as a servant, purple hair falling beside her shoulders.

Her icy, beautiful face was filled with reverence and fear.

"..."

Silence.

Even more terrifying than before.

All one hundred and odd demons stared, eyes wide, mouths agape.

As if an invisible hand had gripped their throats.

She knelt?

Princess Lin Yin, the demon clan's princess, whose veins flow with ancient demon blood.

Kneeling before a human?! \

And calling herself a servant?! \

"Am I dreaming?"

One demon muttered to himself, pinching his own flesh hard.

Sharp pain surged through him, yet the scene before his eyes remained unchanged.

Not a dream.

All of this is real.

"Forget it. This won't happen again."

Xu Jingming waved his hand dismissively and said:

"For the rest of these demons, you may capture them, but you must not kill them."

"Yes, Master."

Lin Yin rose respectfully, then turned to face the other demons.

In her violet eyes, not a trace of feeling for her own kind remained—only cold, lethal intent.

"Escape! The princess has been enslaved by this human!"

Finally, a sharp-witted demon snapped out of shock and let out a shrill scream!

"How is this possible! My princess! My princess!"

Another demon roared in grief and fury, his eyes filled with despair and disbelief.

Though the princess is a direct descendant of a Sovereign-tier powerhouse, the chance of enslavement is extremely low.

But what we see before us—there is no other explanation but soul enslavement!

"Escape! Flee quickly!"

"Split up! Save whoever you can!"

"Spread the word at all costs! The princess has been enslaved by humans!"

Screams erupted instantly!

Over a hundred demons scattered like angry hornets from an overturned nest, fleeing wildly in every direction!

Demon energy exploded; dark shadows tore through the sky, their speed pushed to the limit!

"Think you can escape? Impossible."

Xu Jingming sneered, and in his eyes, jet-black Lei Guang suddenly erupted!

"Domain of Killing—open!"

Boom—!!!

Dark crimson, nearly black killing aura burst forth like a volcanic eruption, instantly engulfing the entire valley!

Within a hundred-kilometer radius, heaven and earth changed color!

Illusions of mountains of corpses and seas of blood surfaced in the air; thick, tangible killing aura filled every inch of space!

"Ugh!"

"So heavy!"

"I can't fly!"

The fleeing demons all froze mid-flight, as if trapped in invisible mud.

Their flight speed plummeted!

Some of the weaker ones fell straight from the sky, crashing heavily into the ground!

"Furious Thunderstorm!"

Xu Jingming muttered, raising his right hand toward the sky!

Crackling—!!!

Above the heavens, jet-black lightning surged wildly together!

Countless lightning serpents writhed and intertwined, forming a terrifying vortex of stormclouds over fifty kilometers in diameter!

At the vortex's center, the essence of destruction and the essence of lightning merged perfectly.

Emitting a terrifying might that made space itself tremble!

Furious Thunderstorm!

A T2-level combat technique gifted to him by his senior sister, Lin Qianxue.

Now fully cultivated to perfect proficiency, its power rivals the destruction of heaven and earth!

"Fall!"

Xu Jingming clenched his five fingers tightly!

Boom—!!!

The lightning vortex exploded violently!

Countless jet-black lightning bolts poured from the heavens like a celestial river inverted, sweeping downward as a storm of annihilation!

Where the Lei Ting passed, space shattered inch by inch.

The laws of nature wailed, as if even this realm of heaven and earth were about to be utterly torn apart!

"No—!"

"Save me!"

"Princess! Spare me!"

"......"

The despairing screams were utterly drowned out by the roar of Lei Ting.

One hundred and two demons—nearly half—were reduced to ashes in this terrifying storm of lightning!

Mangled limbs and severed limbs flew through the air, then were utterly erased into nothingness by subsequent Lei Ting.

The thirty-odd demons who barely survived were all charred black, drenched in blood.

Their qi was depleted to the extreme, barely able to stand.

"You dare not feel honored to die at your master's hands? Then seek death!"

Lin Yin's gaze turned icy as her graceful figure shot forward like a purple streak of light!

She did not deliver the killing blow, but her jade hand tapped repeatedly.

One by one, chains of purple-black demonic qi coalesced from the void, binding the severely wounded demons tightly.

No matter how they struggled or tried to flee, the chains remained unmoved.

"Good."

Xu Jingming nodded in satisfaction and likewise moved to act.

His form darted like lightning through the remaining group of demons.

Each thrust of the Ninefold Thunder Prison Spear pierced precisely through a demon's life core.

Black thunder exploded, snuffing out the last spark of life.