Lynn couldn't help but feel a bit nervous. After all, he was genuinely Lynn, the fake Illidan Stormrage.
No, even the real Illidan Stormrage wouldn't work here. That was the name of some Demon Hunter, borrowed out of his playful mischief at the time.
If the "Demon-Revealing Mirror" were to expose his true form in front of such a large audience, under the intense scrutiny of tens of thousands of Demon Race experts, even if he had sky-rending power, things would get difficult.
He was all alone... well, he didn't even have a horse. With so many Demon Race experts present, their sheer numbers alone could bury him alive, unless he could re-equip the Saint Emperor's Divine Artifact. Otherwise, it would be difficult to carve out a bloody path.
"Bloodline: Ancient Demon Dragon."
"Power level: 999."
"Faith: Guardian Demon God."
"Confirmed, pass."
