The High Priest at one point wanted to find someone to administer justice for her.

"Listen, are these words even human?"

To find the hidden Demon Race, you kill everyone. Wow, are you even human?

But Lin Yun’s words were so earnest that the High Priest couldn’t even be sure if Lin Yun was joking with her.

"Killing so many people, aren’t you afraid of divine retribution?"

To be fair, based on their actions, Lin Yun really did seem more like a major villain.

The High Priest, for the sake of her people and their leader, though knowing she couldn’t overpower the enemy, was still willing to die a glorious death, to demonstrate her resolve for the safety of her people, she had no choice but to deal with the enemy.

Lin Yun, for his own selfish desires, wished to kill an entire tribe’s people.

The people from the Southern Border really couldn’t compete with the Central Plains, but counting everyone, if not one million, there were still eight hundred thousand.

All these people, he really intended to kill them all?

This was even more devilish than a devil.

The Demon Race merely instigated internal strife among them; even a fly won’t land on a flawless egg. If the people of the Southern Border didn’t harbor selfish desires, such a situation wouldn’t have arisen. Moreover, the High Priest actually didn’t intervene much in the Southern Border’s affairs; the misdeeds were all contrived by the people of the Southern Border themselves.

Even so, the High Priest ended up acting as a fair mediator, reconciling the disputes on both sides so that it didn’t escalate into the disaster of annihilation, and under the High Priest’s control, the people of the Southern Border actually thrived even more than before.

This was also understandable; when you raise cattle, you hope your cows breed more calves, not slaughter a few for fun every now and then.

Does Lin Yun not care about his own cattle?

Faced with the righteous accusations of the High Priest, Lin Yun’s response was equally demonic.

"Of course I fear divine retribution, but killing one person from the Southern Border saves one person from the Central Plains. When merits balance out the demerits, perhaps the gods won’t mind too much."

High Priest: "..."

Is that even possible?

Wow, the more he talks, the more serious he sounds?

The High Priest was truly at a loss; she couldn’t comprehend how Lin Yun came to these conclusions — it was too outrageous even as a guess!

She didn’t know that Lin Yun had practiced the Demonic Transformation Scripture, and saw the world in a different light.

In the Southern Border, there was Demonic Qi emanating from many people; initially Lin Yun was quite perplexed, but when he heard that Hei Feng and Bai Jing had means to save their own lives, a bolt of insight struck, and he guessed the truth.

Don’t ask; such insights come from moments of inspiration mixed with bold imagination, and a little deceit to grasp the truth.

It was just that simple.

"Fine, I accept your terms, I hope you keep your promise, and spare the innocent people of the Southern Border."

The High Priest said this with a hint of pity, she scripted several runes and said, "The secret spell is right here, come and get it!"

"No need, just put it on the ground, I’ll take it after I’ve killed you."

Lin Yun’s voice came through, causing the High Priest to grit her teeth.

This kid really didn’t leave any stones unturned; reluctantly, she threw it on the ground, thinking to herself, just give me a chance, and if I get one, I’ll make sure you’re dead!

As the High Priest thought this, she was unaware that Lin Yun was nocking his arrow.

What he wanted from the High Priest was the spell to seal one’s lips. Although Wang Wanqiu was likely transformed into a demon, in case the mouth-sealing spell still worked, that would be troublesome. After all, how can a girl get by without a mouth?

Now that she had handed it over, Lin Yun had no time to check the truth and killed her straight away.

Under the cover of the Great Mist, the High Priest failed to notice Lin Yun drawing his bow, but she felt the danger and knew Lin Yun might be preparing to strike from the shadows. She had no choice but to activate her Demonic Qi, casting a protective spell.

Layers of black shields enveloped her tightly.

It was then, a flash of golden light burst forth.

Little Gold was shot out again.

It found that it had grown rather fond of this sensation of flying—Flying Swords should be used like this!

More strength, more brutishness, it could handle it!

Enveloped in lightning and fire, Little Gold collided with the black shield upheld by the High Priest.

The impact was like a comet striking Earth; the golden radiance boomed against the black shield, and upon contact, exploded thunderously.

The High Priest was blasted away on the spot, and the shockwave even sent Lin Yun flying dozens of yards away.

Luckily, he was at a considerable distance; any closer and he would have been injured. Even closer, and death would have been a possibility.

As the dust settled, Lin Yun saw the state of the High Priest.

The principle of "no smoke without injury" failed here; the High Priest truly had blocked the attack, but she was not without significant injury. Her robe had split open, revealing her face. Upon seeing it, Lin Yun was extremely disappointed.

He thought she was a petite lolita because she was short!

Just as the High Priest was barely clinging to life, a sword light swept past in the next second—it was Lin Yun wielding Qiaobian.

Lin Yun’s Divine Artifact was not just one; Qiaobian turned into a bow, then quickly transformed into a sword, like a Shocking Thunder. The High Priest, already injured, couldn’t react in time and was decapitated by Lin Yun’s sword light.

Even then, she did not die.

The life of a Demon Race was staunch, but she wasn’t far from death now.

In essence, she was filled with regret.

What if she had turned back decisively when she saw the flag Lin Yun had left behind?

Or what if she had known it was only Lin Yun pursuing her, she wouldn’t have run.

Wasting so much Demonic Qi, she had fallen into a Formation well-suited for Lin Yun’s combat style and couldn’t escape.

One mistake led to a cascade of errors; sadly, she had no chance for regret now. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Lin Yun had only cut off her head but wasn’t satisfied. He set her on fire, and in the flames, the High Priest’s aged face gradually reverted to a youthful appearance, prompting Lin Yun’s immediate ridicule.

Such an adorable creature, why did she make herself so ugly?

In that case, he might have...

Well, he might have been a bit more lenient.

After all, he was gentler with girls who had higher standards of beauty.

Of course, only slightly gentler—those who needed to be killed would still be killed.

The Lin Yun of now had developed the trait of decisive execution. He was no longer like his earlier self, who couldn’t even bring himself to kill Wang Wanqiu.

Wang Wanqiu was lucky; she met Lin Yun when he was still soft-hearted. Now, Lin Yun had achieved the feat of merciless destruction.

The High Priest’s body continued to be consumed by the flames, and Lin Yun felt Golden Lotus grow a bit more. Now, each petal had grown even more, so killing one demon might not be enough.

Why not...

Lay waste to the Demon Capital of the Southern Border?

Lin Yun was contemplating. He did have a way to distinguish members of the Demon Race. Saying he would kill all Southern Border People was actually just to intimidate the High Priest, to make himself seem more ferocious.

To truly find the Demon Race, he only needed to cut open his veins and let the blood fly for a while to lure out demons with weak willpower, right?

However, Lin Yun was now severely blood-deficient, and he also had no interest in dealing with some insignificant demons.

The pressing matter was to go back and check on Wang Wanqiu.

Right, since the Oblivion Gu Worm could be used, his poison should have been cured. Next, he should pay a visit to the Snow Maiden on Snow Mountain and then go find Bai Jiaojiao.

Back then, he could only watch as she was sent to the tower; now, he didn’t know if there was still hope...