The disaster spreaders, whose spirits have been ravaged under Pei Yan's deliberate manipulation, flew towards the Disaster Legion all around. Every disaster spreader, in terror, continuously released their abilities to their surroundings. Strengthened by Pei Yan, this power spread through the Disaster Legion's army, causing the entire army to descend into chaos. So clutched their heads and fled in panic while others stood trembling and crying, and more beca overwheld with terror, indiscriminately slaughtering any living creature that approached, friend or foe.
Pei Yan felt very satisfied with the chaos he had triggered through the ferntation of his abilities. To deal with these low-level combatants, the abilities he released were far from reaching the height that would backfire on himself. Thus, he easily advanced towards the enemy's central army, effortlessly locating his target for this trip.
"Give it up! I'll take you away to save everyone's ti." Pei Yan glanced at the Grand Commander, who led his subordinates out of the crowd, tidied up his clothes, and said calmly.
The leading figures of the Disaster Legion looked at each other and then collectively glanced at the core of this team. The Grand Commander sighed under their gazes and said helplessly, "I know we are not your opponents! But surrendering so easily is too disheartening for . I hope..."
"I hate people trying to negotiate with at tis like these. Don't you understand that I'm not here to negotiate with you, but to command you to obey orders? You won't find any hope here, only despair." The Grand Commander, hoping to request Pei Yan to spare his subordinates in exchange for himself, was interrupted impatiently by Pei Yan before he could finish. Pei Yan casually raised one hand, and a black orb shot from his fingertips at lightning speed into the Grand Commander's body. Similarly, a series of black orbs swiftly targeted the remaining Legion Commanders.
Against these people, rely relying on fear's aura cannot influence them. Therefore, the terrifying Source Qi Groups, containing Power of Origin mixed with Pei Yan's spiritual attack, beca Pei Yan's attack ans. This direct injection into their bodies produced effects that were faster and more potent than aura attacks.
"Ah, ah~ ah~." Those hit by the black orb, including the Grand Commander, seed to witness the most horrifying events of their lives, their expressions turning hideous imdiately, clutching their heads as they let out hysterical screams.
The rest, who were not hit by Pei Yan's black orb, were shocked by the scene, so trembling in place, others turning into deserters.
Pei Yan did not chase those fleeing, as he had already selected the truly valuable targets. The escaped would naturally be dealt with by Bailang, sparing Pei Yan the trouble. Seeing the mont was ripe, Pei Yan raised his hand and gently snapped his fingers at those clutching their heads and screaming.
The snap seed to press the start switch, and the rational string in the minds of all controlled individuals broke under the sudden outbreak of terrifying Source Qi Group, leading them to attack those still sane around them like madn.
Those who remained on the spot without escaping, upon seeing their own subordinates slaughter each other, had roughly guessed the fate they would face. Thus, when forr companions tried to kill them, they retaliated without hesitation, fighting and retreating. Regrettably, the controlled individuals were too nurous, and their level and strength surpassed theirs by a notch. Their resistance had little effect, and soon, they were isolated and besieged by their companions and superiors, falling one by one amidst cries of unwillingness and fear.
After slaughtering those not controlled, the blood-soaked farce continued with fights erupting among the controlled individuals. Pei Yan raised his wrist to look at the chanical watch, realizing little ti remained until the appointed ti. He shook his head regretfully and said, "I wanted to watch a bit longer, but your efficiency is truly too poor! Let help you out!"
With that, Pei Yan lightly moved his arm, casually grabbing over a dozen condensed and compressed Source Qi threads. With a grand sweep of his hand, the Source Qi threads swept across the battlefield, anyone touched by them instantly sliced into segnts and fell from the sky.
After finishing, Pei Yan casually tossed a chain, which wrapped around the neck of the drooling, dazed Grand Commander as if leashing a dog. Then, turning around, he dragged the Grand Commander toward the spatial rift he had torn open earlier.
As he passed the demon race Legion Commanders led by Bailang, who were staring dumbfounded, Pei Yan nodded to Bailang and said, "Go ahead, I'll leave the rest for you to handle."
"Prince, have you already mastered the Demon God's terrifying origin?" Bailang, watching Pei Yan's receding silhouette, finally couldn't suppress his curiosity, bowed with his subordinates, and asked.
"Mm!" Pei Yan did not turn but shook his hand as a response.
In the competition arena, watching the six light screens projecting the images, the whole circular building fell into a death-like silence. So gritted their teeth in hatred, others watched gleefully, and still, others were consud with jealousy. However, no matter their mindset, everyone understood a truth at this mont: six individuals defeating six legions in crushing victory announced the unmatched power of the Child of Origin, created with the utmost resources and effort. To contend with this, one needs to deploy a Child of Origin of equivalent level.
This realization not only made the high-level individuals of the realms understand the importance of this point but also prompted various sects and power leaders to contemplate how to enhance their own strength to counter the rise of this new force.
Above the circular building, seeing Pei Yan's overwhelming performance, the scholar possessed by the Demon God set down his teacup and said admiringly, "See, I told you, this kid as the protagonist has never disappointed. Ah, it was not in vain that I poured so much effort into him."
"Father God, today's commotion by Pei Yan allowed us to recapture six territories, relieving the tense situation of the Holy City considerably. Moreover, with this battle being broadcasted live, our people's morale will be greatly boosted!" Xila stood behind the scholar, massaging his shoulders, and said softly.
"I know you feel wronged by my arrangents for you." Sensing the subtle emotional shift when Xila watched Pei Yan use the power of fear, the scholar raised his hand to stop Xila from explaining and continued, "Compared to your efforts, I have indeed been sowhat unfair to you. But wait, wait a bit longer! When Pei Yan wins this individual competition and hands over the Origin Seed he won, we will be able to cultivate three more Children of Origin. Then, I will win my bet from the Magic Realm. When that ti cos, I will grant you everything you deserve."
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