A bizarre scene unfolded in the demon den, with hundreds of demons overwhelming ten humans, clawing and scratching at them.
However, the humans stood like statues, unmoving on the spot, allowing the demons to attack them.
"What's going on?" Lu Yu could feel the time around him slowing down, feeling that just turning his head would take an eternity.
"That face altered the flow of time?" Lu Yu couldn't help but think, but he didn't believe that a mere pale demon face could possess the power to alter the flow of time.
If it really had the ability to touch upon time, it could kill everyone effortlessly, and it would be impossible for it to bow to a lower-ranking Demon General.
After an indeterminate amount of time, Lu Yu guessed a possibility — the pale demon face hadn't slowed time, but just slowed their thought processes.
The pale demon face could influence everyone's thinking speed, which is why they appeared sluggish.
