"They wanted to kill me, so is it wrong for me to kill them instead?" Facing the question amidst the Demon God's roar, Pei Yan calmly tidied his slightly disheveled clothes, stared into the furious eyes of the Demon God, and feigned innocence in a calm and unchanging tone, "Aren't they just some evil spirits? Anyway, they're all suppressed, yet you're worried they might escape. Now suddenly killing a third of them, isn't that even better!"
"My heavens, he actually slaughtered a third of the vengeful spirits in there!" Upon hearing the news among the crowd, they exploded with chatter, now realizing why those cursed spirits didn't dare take the opportunity to escape—these evil spirits were afraid of this miniature god of plague standing right before them!
