Even if they are still conscious, they will be unable to control themselves and will watch helplessly as they harm their companions.
Demons are the most terrifying beings in this world.
The Demon God, on the other hand, possesses the world's greatest ability to understand and manipulate people's hearts.
Every attack he makes directly confronts the essence of human nature.
Whether it's a person's dark side or the shadow they cast.
"Your opponent is us."
Seeing that Zhan Wushuang and the others were about to leave, the ten Sky Yakshas were not just for show and immediately stepped forward to block them, saying, "We will not let you hinder His Majesty's actions."
"Damn it."
The more anxious Zhan Wushuang and the others became, the more excited Yasha became.
Originally, what they liked to do most was to build their happiness on the suffering of others.
All the pain and negative emotions are the best nourishment for them, like the sweetest candy, making them more excited and stronger.
Almost everyone is now in a state of pessimism. Although they themselves don't feel it much, the Yakshas have the most direct feeling: their strength is constantly increasing.
"Bang..."
Just as those shadows were about to fall into Ming Huashang's hands, a huge golden hand came straight at them, blocking their way.
And in the very center of that palm, there was a swastika.
"Buddha's Palm!"
Over there, Feng Feifei was still chanting loudly, her colorful feathers almost all standing on end, while Yanlefo struck out with his palm, aiming at the direction of the demon god.
The swastika symbol just now was typed by him!
The moment the palm appeared, all the shadows adhered to it and were successfully intercepted.
"quick!"
Seeing this, Zhan Wushuang roared. Unable to shake off the flying yakshas, he could only throw out the Crimson Feather Fan, hoping it would help him retrieve his shadow.
"Whoosh..."
However, before Akabane could step forward, a scythe shrouded in black energy swiftly slashed down.
"Click..."
The golden palm appeared hard, but it was shattered in an instant. The shadows were also greatly distorted after being attacked, and a crack appeared in the middle, almost splitting them in two.
"ah…"
The moment the shadow was severed, Zhan Wushuang and the others all froze, then let out a series of shrill screams.
Covered in cold sweat, he squatted on the ground, panting heavily.
Even Di Moyu let out a muffled groan, his face instantly turning pale.
"What's going on?"
Of everyone, only Jun Feijue was unharmed. She looked at everyone's reactions with anxiety and confusion on her face.
"shadow."
Zhan Wushuang forced himself to lift his head despite the pain, tears welling up in his eyes. "He took away our shadows, which is equivalent to controlling our bodies. The shadows and our bodies are connected. If the shadows are attacked, we will suffer the same damage."
"good."
Ming Huashang held the shadow in his hand, a cold smile on his charming face. He reached out and gently took out the shadow belonging to Jun Feijue and pressed it to his heart. Then, he flipped his scythe and pierced through the shadows of the remaining people without hesitation.
"ah…"
"Pfft..."
This time, Zhan Wushuang and the others could no longer hold on. They screamed in agony, spat out a mouthful of blood, and collapsed to their knees.
Even Di Moyu behind him let out a muffled groan, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
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