575: Chapter 576 The Mad Witch's Provocation: Come, let me make your son roll twice!

Ye Linghan's voice was very soft, yet it was like the judgment of a Demon Lord from the Nine Netherworlds, spreading across the deathly silent square.

"Dispose of them."

The expressions of relief on the faces of those two hundred and fifty demonic cultivators instantly froze.

Before they could beg for mercy, invisible power of Law squeezed in from all directions, twisting their bodies.

Puchi— Puchi—

A dense series of dull thuds from bursting flesh rang out, like countless ripe fruits being crushed simultaneously.

More than two hundred and fifty demonic cultivators turned into a mist of blood in the same instant.

Warm blood fell like rain, drenching the black stone tiles of the square until they shone oily.

A thick scent of blood rose to the sky, almost dyeing the sky above Rakshasa City a dark red.

The remaining fifty "pardoned" demonic cultivators prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling like withered leaves in the wind, not even having the courage to look up.

They kowtowed frantically, their Divine Souls shuddering in this extreme bloodiness and fear.

They finally understood that these two newly arrived Sect Masters were not just powerful outsiders.

They were two Demon Gods from the Primeval Abyss!

Looking at this bloody scene, Liu Ruyan excitedly licked her seductive red lips and was about to speak.

Suddenly, her expression changed slightly.

Not just her, but the entire Rakshasa City fell into an absolute, deathly silence at this moment.

The wind stopped, and the roars of Demonic Beasts in the distance ceased abruptly, as if the entire world had been seized by the throat by an invisible giant hand.

Ye Linghan slowly raised her head, her phoenix eyes burning with dark red demonic flames as she looked toward the horizon outside Rakshasa City.

Rumble—!!!

A terrifying pressure, like a black heavenly river bursting its banks, crashed down from the firmament!

That was not simple power, but a "Rule" from a higher dimension, forcibly overwriting this world!

This pressure was a hundred, a thousand times greater than the combined might of the three hundred people Wanyan Ba had brought earlier!

If a Heavenly Immortal's pressure was a mountain, then what descended now was an entire continent!

On the square, the bodies of the fifty demonic cultivators who were still frantically kowtowing suddenly stiffened.

One of them seemed to recognize this aura; extreme horror and despair surfaced on his face as he screamed uncontrollably, "It's the Sect Master! It's the Blood Fiend Sect's Sect Master Wanyan..."

Before he could finish, his Divine Soul, along with the other forty-nine, was instantly crushed into powder under this pressure, evaporating into thin air!

The walls of Rakshasa City let out an overburdened groan as countless giant cracks spread out like spiderwebs!

"Profound Immortal!"

Liu Ruyan's pretty face became solemn for the first time. Her figure flashed, appearing beside Ye Linghan, her peach blossom eyes no longer containing the slightest hint of playfulness.

"Sister Linghan, the real deal is here!"

Just as she finished speaking.

A burly figure tore through space and appeared directly in the sky above Rakshasa City.

It was a middle-aged man wearing blood-colored battle armor. His face was seventy percent similar to Wanyan Ba's on the ground, but his temperament was ten thousand times more sharp.

His eyes were like lightning, and he was surrounded by visible blood-colored chains of Law that let out a clanging wail with his every breath. Each vibration caused the space of the entire city to distort.

The Sect Master of the Blood Fiend Sect, a First-Level Profound Immortal powerhouse—Wanyan Pojun!

His gaze immediately locked onto the center of the square. When he saw his son, whose limbs were twisted into pretzels and who lay paralyzed on the ground like a puddle of mud, a rage that could burn through the Nine Heavens exploded from his eyes!

Those eyes instantly turned into two burning blood-colored vortexes!

"Ba'er!!"

With a roar, heaven and earth shook!

Wanyan Pojun's Divine Thought carefully swept over his son's body, his face turning from ashen to a ghastly, distorted white.

Meridians completely severed!

Demonic Core shattered!

Ruined!

His most pride-worthy son had been completely ruined!

Even the chance to lose his cultivation and start over had been stripped away!

"Who... was it..."

Every word from Wanyan Pojun carried bone-chilling coldness and a frenzied killing intent.

The air around him actually condensed into shards of dark red ice due to this extreme killing intent.

His gaze finally fell upon the nearby Ye Linghan and Liu Ruyan.

"The two of you... did this?"

Ye Linghan didn't even bother to answer.

She simply extended her delicate jade foot, wrapped in her black Imperial Robe, and with a lazy and casual motion, lightly kicked Wanyan Ba's head beside her.

"Thud."

Wanyan Ba's head rolled twice on the ground, making a dull sound.

This action was the most arrogant answer possible.

"You! Seek! Death!"

Wanyan Pojun went completely berserk!

Without any redundant words, he thrust out a large hand wreathed in blood-colored Law, spanning a hundred feet of space, and clawed fiercely toward the crown of Ye Linghan's head!

A strike from a Profound Immortal!

A sea of Law!

The entire world seemed to be emptied by this palm strike; the air turned into a viscous blood-colored mire, imprisoning everything.

Ye Linghan and Liu Ruyan felt their Devilish Qi circulation become difficult and sluggish, as if they had fallen into the deep sea, and that giant palm was the raging wave about to overturn everything!