"Welcome to my territory, lambs."
Yang Hong's sinister voice was filled with the excitement and triumph of a villain's successful scheme.
At the same time, formations rose up, separating the demon races entering the island one by one.
"Who? Who is it? Get out here!"
"Which junior dares to scare your grandpa? Come out and die."
"Kid, I see you, get up!"
"Senior~ Junior was wrong, please let this junior leave."
"Senior, spare me…"
Following Yang Hong's voice, all the demon races were stunned at first, and then began to react differently.
Although most of the demon races cursed loudly or blustered,
Some timid demon races had already knelt and begged for mercy.
After all, this was an island that could block 192 great demons and a demon king for a month,
So the owner of the island must be extraordinary.
"Everyone stand where you are and accept inspection. I might spare your lives."
Yang Hong's voice remained cold, but his tone relaxed considerably.
"I won't move, I won't move~"
"Please, senior, inspect us."
"Senior, we have no ill intentions."
A group of demon races stood frozen in place, some even raising their hands or prostrating themselves on the ground awaiting inspection.
However, most of the demon races merely stopped moving, but they had already begun to take out various weapons and magical artifacts,
Clearly, they were not going to wait for death.
"Tell me, what kind of demons are you? Why are you here on Yuliu Island?"
Yang Hong's voice continued to come, his calm tone laced with displeasure.
"We are demons from Zilei Island. Our boss is King Lei Hu."
"We have twelve demon kings, three at the late stage of the sixth-tier demon king, five at the middle stage of the demon king, and four at the early stage of the demon king;
We have 180 great demons, thirty-seven at the late stage of the fifth-tier great demon, great demons at the middle stage…"
"This junior was just visiting Yuliu Island, definitely not here to do any bad things."
"This junior is here to collect medicinal herbs… this junior…"
Out of fear of the unknown, some timid demon races began to betray their boss and reveal their strength.
Yang Hong, hidden in the shadows, listened with great interest and felt worried for this King Lei Hu,
With such a group of foolish subordinates, he must be having a hard time, right?
"All of you shut up!"
After the time it takes to brew half a cup of tea, Lei Hu had scanned the entire Yuliu Island with his divine sense but found no demons.
However, his divine sense did locate Yuliu City, which activated the city's protective formation.
He suspected he had been tricked.
He let out a roar, silencing the demons who were eagerly betraying their boss,
At the same time, they looked at Lei Hu with terrified expressions.
Many demons suddenly remembered that although their vision was blocked, they could hear each other's voices,
This meant that their boss, King Lei Hu, could hear their words.
Thinking of the terrifying King Lei Hu, many of the demons who had previously betrayed him were so scared they wet themselves.
"Speak, keep speaking. I still want to know why you've trespassed on my Yuliu Island."
"…"
The demon races fell silent. Yang Hong did not forget to further provoke them.
However, this time, the demon races dared not speak.
Yang Hong, the mysterious demon, might not kill them, but if they continued speaking, their boss King Lei Hu would surely skin them alive.
"Who are you? I am King Lei Hu. I request you to reveal yourself."
Since he couldn't find Yang Hong with his divine sense, King Lei Hu became more cautious, and asked politely.
"Me~ I am the new owner of Yuliu Island. Old Ancestor Jinpeng took King Lei Peng away and gave Yuliu Island to me."
Yang Hong continued to spin tales.
"Are you Ma Zida?"
King Lei Hu asked loudly.
"Hmph~ I'm not that sycophant. Guess again."
"Not Ma Zida? Could you be Ying Yuan?"
Lei Hu was guessing verbally, but his great axe had already begun to gather magical power.
"Gua gua gua~~ You're so smart! Wrong guess."
Yang Hong deliberately laughed triumphantly, then made a sharp turn.
"Pfft~"
Lei Hu's previously delighted expression changed, and he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
However, the magical power he had gathered dissipated.
"Brat! You're toying with me!"
"Hahaha~ You're so smart… You guessed correctly! Sky Fire Art!"
As Yang Hong's voice fell, a white fireball the size of a tire appeared out of thin air and hurtled towards Lei Hu's head.
"Heaven Splitting Slash!"
Distracted by Yang Hong's words, Lei Hu, in haste, still raised his axe and slashed at the air.
"Rumble~~"
Although the fireball was cleaved in two, a significant amount of scorching flames still landed on Lei Hu.
"810th Fierce Flame Array! Open!"
As the fireball exploded, Yang Hong activated the formation around Lei Hu.
Did you think he was talking nonsense with Lei Hu for fun?
He was attracting Lei Hu and the other demons' attention to adjust the formation.
"Not good! This demon is stalling for time, everyone attack the formations around you with all your might!"
Hearing the commotion on this side, Yang Cong immediately realized something was wrong and quickly shouted, reminding the other demons to attack.
"Hehe~ You're so smart… Lightning Strike Art!"
Lei Hu, who was being specially targeted, was temporarily trapped. Yang Hong would not let go of the other demons, especially this sixth-tier Nascent Soul stage demon king.
"Idiot! You think these third-grade formations can trap me? Do you know I'm a fourth-grade formation master?"
Seeing the lightning bolt as thick as a water bucket strike towards him, Yang Cong sneered. He took out a scroll and flew it above his head to block it.
At the same time, he had enough energy to launch a spell attack at the formation nodes nearby.
"Hehe~"
Yang Hong merely chuckled. He continuously outputted his true essence, and lightning rained down.
His Lightning Strike Art had reached the Proficient proficiency level.
"Senior, spare…"
Seeing the lightning rain down, Yang Cong was about to beg for mercy when he was struck into ashes,
His Nascent Soul didn't even have a chance to escape.
A Golden Core stage cultivator of ten million years, were you kidding me then?
After dealing with Yang Cong, Yang Hong unleashed twenty more giant fireballs, burning Lei Hu to ashes.
Yang Hong's philosophy for survival was to stay hidden if possible. If he couldn't, he would strike with deadly force.
A quarter of an hour later, all the sixth-tier demon kings were reduced to ashes. Yang Hong didn't even bother with the storage equipment that might have been destroyed.
"A fifth-tier demon king, I should be able to control them, right?"
"If so, I'll trick them all into becoming laborers."
Dead demon kings are good demon kings. Great demons brainwashed into loyal subordinates are the best great demons.
Looking at the remaining demon races milling about in the formation, Yang Hong began to chant the Heart Sutra.
However, things were a bit beyond his expectations. He used the Great Light Buddhist Scripture to drive the [Universal Salvation Demonic Sound] to chant the Heart Sutra, which could only calm the demon races down.
It did not have the direct conversion ability of Yu Ke-wei.
The biggest effect was that after chanting for a whole day, all his true essence returned from the day's bestowal was consumed, only causing these fifth-tier great demons to fall into a deep sleep.
"Is the effect of the Heart Sutra problematic? Or is the Great Light Buddhist Scripture problematic?"
Yang Hong was completely bewildered.
"Forget it. While these great demons are asleep, I'll put them away first. I'll convert them slowly later, or wait for Yu Ke-wei to return and convert them."
Yang Hong was not a procrastinator. He entered the formation directly,
Placing a hand on each demon, he moved his divine sense, and the demon immediately disappeared.
"Done. Next."
Before the demon could react, it was already imprisoned by Yang Hong.