Chapter 1012 - 716: Fire Wine Scorches the Heavens

Chapter 1012: Chapter 716: Fire Wine Scorches the Heavens

From a commanding height, Shen Xuan clenched his right fist tightly, the purple-gold glow converging on its edge, carrying with it a faint sound of dragon’s roar, and hurled it fiercely towards the back of the green-faced wolf!

"No!"

The green-faced wolf felt as if hit by a primordial monster from behind; its protective spirit light shattered instantly, and a spine-chilling crack sounded from its spine. Blood spurted wildly as it screamed, plummeting from the sky like a meteor.

Shen Xuan immediately followed, delivering another punch. The force penetrated the body, extinguishing all traces of life.

He snatched the green-faced wolf’s storage pouch and the green wind attribute magical sword from midair, glanced briefly, and stored them away.

Then he promptly summoned the Black Gourd for corpse storing, absorbing the still-warm remains.

Having done this, Shen Xuan raised his gaze, his cold eyes sweeping towards the horizon where several demon bird kings were circling with apparent reluctance.

"Hmph, still unwilling to give up?"

He snorted coldly, once again summoning the Five Flames and Seven Beasts Fan, aiming it at that part of the sky, unleashing all his magical power, and fanning it fiercely!

"Whoosh!"

Five different-colored blasts of celestial and earthly spirit fire roared forth.

Even without the aid of spirit wine, its capability to incinerate the heavens and boil the seas was far beyond what these demon bird kings could withstand.

The scorching high temperature swept across that section of the sky instantaneously.

"Screech!"

The demon bird kings shrieked in terror, without a moment’s hesitation, they flapped their wings and transformed into streams of light, escaping towards the distant horizon in a panic, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Only then did Shen Xuan withdraw his aura, ceasing the pursuit.

He did not want to reveal his true realm cultivation.

In a flash, he transformed into a blue escape light, quietly returning to the spaceship’s deck.

Shen Xuan moved extremely quickly.

Tang Qingyan’s sword light was still clearing the small number of entangled low-tier demon birds in front of them, sword shadows crisscrossing with piercing coldness.

"Did you handle the green-faced wolf?"

Tang Qingyan noticed his return, the momentum of her sword not abating, and simply asked.

"Yes, the green-faced wolf has been slain."

Shen Xuan nodded, his tone calm.

"No need to tangle with these demon birds, we must leave quickly."

"Alright!"

The signal instantly relayed back to the cockpit.

Wu Jiajun, who was already prepared, immediately activated the spaceship’s core array.

The hull shook violently, the spiritual light at the rear surged once more, and the ship began to accelerate slowly, then faster and faster, like an arrow leaving the string, quickly leaving behind that turmoil and blaze.

...

Several hours later, above the battlefield in chaos.

A gigantic figure with a wingspan over ten feet, black wings, and a white head, tore the clouds, slowly descending.

Terrifying demon qi descended like a mountain, causing the remaining demon birds and tribulation cultivators below to shiver in fear.

It was the Tier Four Great Demon, the White-headed Eagle Emperor.

The enormous eagle’s figure flickered, transforming into a middle-aged man with white hair and golden pupils, dressed in a feather cape, with a stern face, standing in mid-air.

His gaze swept over the fleeing demon birds and the chaotic battlefield below, his expression grim.

Several fortunate escaping demon bird kings hurried to welcome him, bowing and trembling.

"Such a small matter, and you couldn’t handle it?"

The White-headed Eagle Emperor’s voice was icy, carrying a bone-chilling chill.

One of the demon bird kings, lightly injured, forced courage, trembling, to report: "Please calm down, Ancestor! The traitor in the spaceship of the Fu Hai Commerce Alliance was uncovered and captured by the opponent. There was a formidable Fire Technique Golden Core Cultivator on board who was extremely powerful! He had a treasure fan capable of unleashing True Sun Flame, we were truly unable to withstand it!"

"True Sun Flame?"

The White-headed Eagle Emperor’s golden pupils contracted, flashing with suspicion.

"A human Golden Core can actually bind such True Flame? And what of the green-faced wolf? Why did he not know beforehand?"

"Reporting to the Eagle Emperor, the green-faced wolf has been slain on the spot by that man!"

Another demon bird king supplemented with lingering fear.

"That man is also adept at the Thunder Escape technique, extremely swift, and cultivates a fire dragon dharma aspect, making the green-faced wolf overwhelmed and unable to flee..."

"Useless!"

The White-headed Eagle Emperor’s eyes flared with anger, mixed with a hint of disdain.

"This emperor thought the green-faced wolf could be of some use, but unexpectedly, he was so weak, unable even to ascertain the opponent’s details."

"Eagle Emperor, should we pursue them? Perhaps it’s not too late..."

One demon king unwillingly asked, testing.

"Chase?"

The White-headed Eagle Emperor sneered, his golden pupils looking towards the horizon where the spaceship vanished.

"And if you catch them? Can you take down that man? With you defeated remnants?"

"Isn’t Ancestor you still here..."

That demon king said lowly.

"Hmph, going further in reaches the heart of the Human Race’s territory. If I venture alone, should I provoke the Human Race’s Nascent Soul True Monarchs, won’t it be troublesome?"

The White-headed Eagle Emperor shook his head, his expression calming.

The demon race’s army is progressing, but the front line has yet to reach the depths of Qin Country’s territory.

As a Transformed Great Demon, it does not fear a single Human Race Nascent Soul, yet is absolutely unwilling to venture alone into peril, giving the Human Race’s Nascent Souls a chance to encircle.

With the battle reaching this stage, both sides’ Tier Four cultivators are already killing fervently, all being merciless, kill if possible.

The corpse of a Transformed Great Demon, for the Human Race’s Nascent Souls, is similarly a priceless treasure and a monumental achievement.

"Enough, let this matter rest for now."

It waved its sleeve to turn around, its gaze heading to another direction.

"Issue orders, change course, attack the border stronghold of Moonrise Sect!"

"Ancestor, then what of these remnant tribulation cultivators, how should they be handled?"

A demon king looked at those green-faced wolf remnants below, trembling and pale.

The White-headed Eagle Emperor’s eyes flashed with contempt, as if looking at a dirty group of ants.

"A pack of homeless dogs, what use to keep them? Children—"

Its voice suddenly sharp: "Devour them!"

"As commanded!"

"Screech—!"

The demon bird kings, hearing this, eyes gleaming with ferocity, screeched harshly, pouncing onto the tribulation cultivators below, terrified out of their wits.

In an instant, cries, pleas, and curses arose.

Soon drowned out by the terrifying sounds of wings beating, sharp claws tearing, and bones cracking.

Blood rained, limbs scattered.

In just a moment, over a hundred remaining tribulation cultivators, regardless of cultivation level, became blood food for this vicious flock, completely devoured.