"Disciple Yan Yun, carrying out the decree of Nanyang Sect, requests the demon's execution."
The young man in green robes took out a scroll of golden pages from his sleeve, carefully unfolding it to list the charges.
With a wave of his hand, he sent the golden pages to the edge of the abyss.
The demon of an unknown size fixated its eyes on the golden pages, its already tiny pupils shrinking to almost imperceptible size.
Suddenly, a wail emanated from the abyss.
"..."
It seemed that Real Person Yan Yun was merely performing a routine duty.
After silently counting to ten breaths,
"The demon admits its guilt."
He opened his palm and pinched a spell, "Order of the Purple Dawn True Thunder, execute this beast."
In the span of a breath,
