Chapter 576: Words Become Law

"Hmph, what's impossible? If Wang Lin did it, nothing is impossible." Vice Commander Xuan muttered internally. He sighed. If he hadn't been so arrogant back then, misjudging Wang Lin like the others, he wouldn't still have unhealed bruises now.

Aside from the Heavenly Marshal, the other seven Demon Commanders all stood up, their gazes like lightning, filled with shock and suspicion. They stared at Wang Lin like sharp swords, waves of disbelief surging in their hearts.

The Vice Commanders below them were also dumbfounded, staring at Wang Lin, massive waves churning in their minds.

It must be known that among those present, there were people who had struck the drum five times! But striking it five times consecutively—even if one possessed the ability—the combined backlash from those five Demon Drum strikes was nothing short of earth-shattering!

This fierce rebound was something that individuals at the Demon General level absolutely could not withstand! Even a Prodigy like Mofei could only resist the might of three consecutive strikes; four strikes would guarantee defeat!

Yet, Wang Lin struck it five times consecutively. If the combined rebound had severely injured Wang Lin or forced him into a messy retreat, it would have been barely acceptable.

However, this person didn't move an inch. He floated beside the Demon Drum, completely tranquil, as if those five strikes weren't delivered by him, or as if they had struck an ordinary drum, generating no rebound whatsoever.

"This… how is this possible… I didn't see wrong, did I? He just casually struck it five times…"

"There must be a problem here. This Cultivator definitely used some despicable trick!"

"Yu Sen struggled to strike it four times, yet this person casually struck it five times… But Mofei struck it eight times, Wang Lin definitely can't surpass that!" Continuous exclamations came from the crowd.

They were familiar with Wang Lin's figure. In the first round several days ago, as the first Cultivator who dared to severely injure a Demon General in this setting, he immediately caused the people of the surrounding Demon Land to deeply remember his appearance.

However, these scholars and ministers, Young Masters and Female Relatives, and the various powerful figures of Tianyao City, did not believe Wang Lin was very strong. In their view, Wang Lin's opponent, Ao Di, lacked sufficient strength, which was the crucial reason for his failure and severe injury!

If Wang Lin encountered Mofei or Shi Xiao, he would certainly be defeated! This was the almost certain belief held by the vast majority of people.

But now, this Wang Lin, whom they deeply disliked, had struck the drum five times in front of everyone, with extreme ease, almost as if it were child's play!

This scene shocked everyone!

Some even suspected the Demon Drum was broken, but upon seeing many companions around them injured or even knocked unconscious by the sound waves generated by the Fusion of the five drum strikes, and feeling their own Demonic Power vibrating violently, nearly escaping their bodies, their doubts immediately vanished.

Furthermore, the ground surrounding the Demon Drum, which had cracked into a circular area spreading for hundreds of zhang after the impact, indicated just how intense the previous shock had been!

To cause such immense destruction on this restricted plaza could only be described as incredible.

Among the Demon Generals, nearly everyone gasped, and Yu Sen wore a bitter expression, shaking his head, completely abandoning the idea of competing with Wang Lin.

The sole female among the Demon Generals, Xie Lian, was covered head-to-toe in Armor. Although it was full-body Armor, it was extremely revealing, showcasing her curves perfectly.

Purple-red gauntlets on her arms left most of her fair arms exposed. The upper body Armor wrapped around her breasts, revealing a slender waist. A black tattoo ran down from her fair neck, across her chest, and extended to her lower back.

Her lower body consisted of armored plates that curved upwards behind her, covering her voluptuous hips. Her jade legs were also covered in form-fitting gauntlets. Overall, she looked heroic yet spirited.

She wore a helmet that obscured her face, allowing only a pair of bright, beautiful eyes to flash with brilliance as she looked at Wang Lin.

Among the Demon Generals, Shi Xiao revealed a look of surprise, carefully scrutinizing Wang Lin. Chen Tao, standing next to him, whispered, "I told you long ago, this person is very strong!"

Shi Xiao coldly snorted and remained silent, but his expression turned gloomy.

Among the Demon Generals, only Mofei's expression remained unchanged. He didn't look at Wang Lin, instead staring silently at the distant horizon. The Cultivator from the Great Luo Sword Sect standing beside him, however, looked at Wang Lin with undisguised murderous intent.

Amidst the clamor, the Golden Armor Man's expression was extremely ugly. He stared blankly at the Demon Drum, clenching his fists!

Wang Lin raised his right hand, withdrawing it from the Demon Drum, and turned to look at the Golden Armor Man. The moment he turned around, the surrounding noise instantly quieted down, and everyone's gaze simultaneously focused on Wang Lin.

"You lost!" Wang Lin pointed his right hand at the Golden Armor Man and said indifferently.

The moment he struck the drum, the rebounding force was blocked by the Mark of Life outside Wang Lin's body. However, this rebound force was immense; even Wang Lin only managed to dissipate the power after nearly two thousand layers of the Mark of Life vanished.

The Mark of Life is endless; as long as all three thousand-plus marks weren't instantly shattered, they would immediately reform! This was the true power of Wang Lin's Mark of Life!

"No wonder the Gray-robed Tian Yunzi once said that with a billion Marks of Life protecting him, even if the Tian Yun Star collapsed, he would remain unharmed. This level of defense is truly rare in the world!"

When the Golden Armor Man heard Wang Lin's words, his expression immediately darkened further. He snorted coldly and said, "I said you couldn't exceed five strikes! Are you stupid? Can't you understand the meaning behind my words? You struck it five times, which is equal to what I said. That doesn't count as a win!"

As soon as these words were spoken, even some people in the surrounding stands secretly sighed, feeling that this Steward Jin was far too narrow-minded!

Wang Lin gave the Golden Armor Man a cold glance, clenched his right hand into a fist, and struck backward, instantly landing a blow on the Demon Drum.

"Dong!" The sixth drum strike echoed after the previous five. This sound seemed to strike everyone's hearts, causing their heartbeats to instantly tremble.

A powerful rebound force erupted from the Demon Drum like a sweeping gale. Wang Lin's hair fluttered, and the cracked plaza extending for hundreds of zhang immediately churned again. It was as if Dragon Serpents were swimming beneath, causing the shattered stones to sweep across in waves.

Wang Lin's right hand did not stop. He stared coldly at the even gloomier Golden Armor Man and struck with his right fist again.

"Dong!" The seventh drum strike resounded through heaven and earth. If the rebound force of the first six strikes of the Demon Drum was an angry tide, then starting from the seventh strike, the rebound force was like a sudden flood!

Demon General Mofei could strike six times without injury, but the seventh strike would forcefully push him back, shattering his Armor piece by piece! This demonstrated the might of the seventh strike!

When the seventh drum strike sounded, the color of heaven and earth changed. The sound of the drum formed a storm, centering on the Demon Drum and spreading wildly outwards.

Wang Lin's right hand was motionless, and his body floated rigidly in mid-air, his right fist resting on the Demon Drum, his gaze fixed on the Golden Armor Man.

The sky was also stirred by the seventh thunderous sound, drawing forth lightning. Amidst the rumbling noise, Wang Lin's voice slowly emerged.

"Seven strikes!"

The Golden Armor Man's face twitched slightly. He stared at Wang Lin and said grimly, "I will recommend you to His Majesty the Demon Emperor!"

Wang Lin shook his head and said in a calm voice, "I want one of your hands!"

"Audacious!" the Golden Armor Man roared, intense murderous intent flashing in his eyes. He demanded, "Say that again!"

"I, want one of your hands!" The instant Wang Lin's voice sounded, his right hand struck the Demon Drum again. At this moment, the drum roared!

"Dong!" The eighth drum strike, like ten thousand surging waves, rushed out wildly, carrying Wang Lin's sentence, which seemed to transform into countless echoes, sweeping madly in all directions.

"I want one of your hands!" In that instant, it seemed as if only this one voice remained between heaven and earth.

Especially under the impact of the eighth drum strike, utilizing the drum's might, it triggered a cosmic movement. Thunder rolled in the sky, as if heaven and earth were about to collapse. Amidst the violent, rumbling echoes, that single sentence seemed not to be spoken by Wang Lin, but by Heaven! By Earth! It was Heaven and Earth roaring! It was The Heavens opening their eyes and looking down upon the great land!

This voice represented Heaven and Earth!

The sound of Heaven and the sound of Earth merged with the drum strike, transforming into a single phrase! This phrase was no louder than thunder, but it was far more astonishing than thunder!

This unimaginable Aura instantly caused the Golden Armor Man's face to turn pale. He involuntarily retreated several steps, his face white, his ears ringing intensely!

In that instant, he had the illusion of facing the might of Heaven and Earth. The Demonic Power surged within him, and he actually felt a slight impulse to chop off his own arm.

The people in the surrounding stands were all profoundly shaken. They no longer had the courage to discuss the events as they had before. The surroundings were eerily quiet!

Among these spectators, with only a few exceptions, no one doubted that if Wang Lin's words had been directed at them, they would genuinely have cut off their own arm.

That voice just now was heavenly might! This voice was the Law, the most majestic phrase between heaven and earth in this vicinity!

Mofei, among the Demon Generals, shifted his gaze from the sky and fixed it on Wang Lin for the first time.

Among the Demon Commanders, aside from the Heavenly Marshal who remained unmoved and didn't even spare Wang Lin a glance, the other seven slightly changed expression, their gazes toward Wang Lin becoming somewhat strange.

"Words Become Law!" The seven Demon Commanders exchanged glances, seeing shock in each other's eyes.

They did not notice that the unmoved Heavenly Marshal, the moment that voice echoed, slightly parted his perpetually closed eyes, revealing a trace of murky light.

Among the Vice Commanders, Vice Commander Huang was completely stunned. Vice Commander Xuan, sitting next to him, sighed inwardly.

The Golden Armor Man's face was pale, but it instantly returned to normal. He stared at Wang Lin and slowly said, "You merged your voice with the drum sound, using it to trigger heavenly might. Unfortunately, you borrowed the power of the Demon Drum. Otherwise, if you truly reached the Words Become Law Realm using your own abilities, let alone taking my arm, I, Jin, would gladly offer my life with both hands!"