Chapter 572 - 492: The Demon Race Commander’s Lightspeed Downfall!

Chapter 572: Chapter 492: The Demon Race Commander’s Lightspeed Downfall!

After noticing the oddities of the Mystic World Demon Race, Su Yuan realized that these seemingly primitive enemies were not easy to deal with.

Although he didn’t know where their Mind-Conceptualization Power came from, it was certain that if five million demons focused on one thought, even a popgun could turn into a star-destroying cannon.

For now, the Demon Dream Bomb couldn’t be used yet; he needed to further probe the depths of these enemies.

"Does every demon in the Mystic World have this reality-distorting power? How do you achieve it?"

Su Yuan halted the increasingly ineffective Tribulation Thunder and began to inquire the two Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators in front of him.

The woman with the surname Chu coolly replied:

"You’re our enemy, so we won’t tell you. This power stems from the blessings of the Demon Mother. As long as we unwaveringly believe in something, it can manifest into reality."

Su Yuan: "..."

Well, thanks for letting me know. You Mystic World Demon Race are quite adept at self-deception.

Bai Lin cleared his throat and said:

"If we talk any further, it’ll seem like we’re going easy. Su Yuan, if you don’t retreat, the two of us will attack you with full force."

"Though you’re a genius that even the Venerable of Immeasurable Calamity wants to quickly eliminate, Chu Shuai and I aren’t easy opponents either."

After saying this, Bai Lin lunged at Su Yuan like a water snake with a strange posture.

But Su Yuan showed no intention of retreating. He raised his hand, pointing at Bai Lin from a distance.

In the next second, the fast-moving Bai Lin was suddenly frozen in place, his legs bending uncontrollably toward Su Yuan, kneeling heavily before him.

This was precisely the effect of the Colorful Title ’King of the Underworld,’ which could force a demon cultivator no higher than his Great Realm to kneel unconditionally, usable up to three times a day.

"I have a divine technique that can force enemies to kneel. Even if you attack me with full force, I won’t be afraid of you."

Su Yuan said calmly.

"Impressive, as expected of the human genius targeted by the Venerable of Immeasurable Calamity! Such cunning methods!"

Bai Lin was slightly angry, and as soon as the forced kneeling constraint was lifted, he stood up and continued charging at Su Yuan.

Su Yuan pointed his finger again, and Bai Lin knelt down with a thud once more.

For the third time, when Bai Lin got up, he quickly evaded the direction Su Yuan’s finger was pointing, trying to avoid this cunning divine technique.

However, he was deceived. The activation of the ’King of the Underworld’ title effect had nothing to do with the direction of the finger. Su Yuan could activate it at will and designate any target he wanted.

Thud——

Bai Lin struggled, then watched himself kneel before Su Yuan for the third time.

He skillfully got up, not daring to charge at Su Yuan again, and backed away rapidly, planning his next move.

But just then, he saw Su Yuan looking at him with a half-smile, and he softly uttered a single word:

"Kneel!"

In the next second, an overwhelming pressure emerged, much like the previous three times, forcing Bai Lin to kneel once more.

Kneeling four times in a row shook the mental state of this high-ranking Nascent Soul Late Stage demon cultivator, turning slight anger into true rage.

Su Yuan, on the other hand, was satisfied with the results of this experiment.

This so-called Mind-Conceptualization Power wasn’t all beneficial, after all.

The first three forced kneelings were indeed due to the ’King of the Underworld’ title effect, but the fourth kneeling was entirely Bai Lin spooking himself.

After kneeling three times in a row, he subconsciously believed that Su Yuan’s divine technique of forcing someone to kneel was irresistible.

So, when Su Yuan pretended to activate the technique, Bai Lin’s Mind-Conceptualization Power also activated, turning the feigned attack into reality.

Unless he later realized that Su Yuan was bluffing, Bai Lin would become like Pavlov’s dog; whenever Su Yuan said "kneel," he would kneel.

"This ability really is a double-edged sword; if not used properly, it could lead to a severe backlash."

Su Yuan thought to himself, already forming some ideas on how to deal with the Yuxuan Demon Army.

However, actual execution required cooperation from the enemy.

Making the enemy willingly cooperate seemed impossible, but if the target were the anti-war Yuxuan Demon Race, the impossible could become possible.

Thinking of this, Su Yuan took a metallic sphere from his Storage Magical Treasure and earnestly said:

"Gentlemen, surrender."

"To counter the Yuxuan Demon Race, our Blue Star Federation joined the forces of the Ten Great Celestial Monarchs to develop a fog capable of subduing the entire demon race."

"Once inhaled, from Divinity Transformation Great Demons to unweaned demon race infants, all will succumb to the bliss brought by the Demon Dream Bomb and completely lose the will to resist."

"Luckily, this thing isn’t addictive, otherwise, the Yuxuan Demon Race would be completely doomed."

"And we have equipped hundreds of thousands of this deadly weapon; no matter how strong the Yuxuan Demon Race’s combat power is, capture would be their only option."

As these words left his mouth, a look of disbelief appeared on Bai Lin’s face.

The Ten Great Celestial Monarchs jointly developed it? Subdue Divinity Transformation Great Demons? Inhale once and fall into bliss?

How does that sound a bit far-fetched?

This Su Yuan kid talks quite a storm!

But, just as Bai Lin was doubting the truth of Su Yuan’s words, the woman with the surname Chu seemed to understand something.

She cast a doubtful look and said:

"Really? I don’t believe it unless I try it."

"Alright, try it then."

Su Yuan casually tossed the Demon Dream Bomb into the hands of the woman with the surname Chu.

"General Chu, don’t... don’t believe this guy."

Bai Lin hurriedly reminded:

"What Su Yuan said is obviously a lie. As long as we remain steadfast in our beliefs, no matter how strange this so-called Demon Dream Bomb is, we can be immune."

The woman with the surname Chu ignored Bai Lin and crushed the metal shell of the Demon Dream Bomb by herself.

In the next second, thick purple smoke burst forth, completely enveloping the woman with the surname Chu.

"This is..."

She raised her nose slightly, sniffing lightly.

Then, her pupils quickly dilated, and a drop of saliva trickled down the corner of her glistening mouth, her exquisite, cool face flushed with intoxication.

"So... so... potent!"

The woman muttered, and under Bai Lin’s shocked gaze, she inhaled all the purple mist in one go.

Maybe because she inhaled too much essence of Demon Dream Grass at once, her body trembled uncontrollably, legs tightly together, rubbing slightly.

Her deep blue, lake-like eyes gradually took on a peach-colored heart shape as she directed this heated gaze at Su Yuan.

"Su Yuan... I want more!"

The woman abandoned her companion, flying to Su Yuan’s side, her cat ears twitching, rubbing her small face against Su Yuan’s hand.

Such an intimate gesture, combined with her petite frame, made her no different from an overly affectionate cat high on catnip.

"As expected, Mystic World, the place I’ve been yearning for, truly is a land of catgirls."

Looking at her fluffy cat ears, a sinful desire arose within Su Yuan.

He reached out both hands, first stroking the smooth fur of her cat ears, then launched a sneak attack, sliding his fingers into the warm interior of her ears, gently stroking.

As is well known, cat ears are one of the most sensitive areas on a cat, especially the inner side.

Under the caress of Su Yuan’s sinful hand, the woman, whose body was already hot and sensitive, rolled her eyes, even letting her tender pink tongue loll out.

Bai Lin: "..."

General Chu! What are you doing!

Before the two armies even began to fight, why are you surrendering first?

Doesn’t this look intentional!