Wu Qiming was originally a minor official of the previous dynasty, who later joined a cult and, after mastering spells, killed his master and hard his fellow disciples. Fearing retaliation, he fled in one breath to the farthest reaches of the East Sea.
He proclaid himself Sect Hierarch with disciples not addressing each other as master and student, but as three Envoys, four Protectors, and a host of Altar Masters and cult followers.
The one spouting grandiose nonsense to Geng Kun now was his Divine Wind Envoy, Xiang Ji.
Geng Kun was infuriated by his offensive words, struggling to contain his rage, he bellowed at his subordinates, "What are you all dawdling for? Go and grind them to dust and scatter their ashes now!"
Yuan Ming was the first to roar into action. His physique was similar to that of a normal human. After many years of Cultivation with Geng Kun’s imparted techniques, his body had developed many human features, falling sowhere between an ape and a hominoid. In his rage, two fangs peeked from his mouth, and his eyes shot out flas. His right hand drew a Flying Fork wreathed in intense flas. First, he spat out a series of 28 fireballs from his mouth, then he raised the Flying Fork high, shooting it all towards Xiang Ji.
With him taking the lead, the beasts in his army behind him each spat out their inner cores. So emitted blazing fierce fires, so a burst of chilly cold light, so wrapped in dark poison, while others green and ghostly shrieks. Over a hundred clusters of bright light sprayed simultaneously, illuminating the Heaven and Sea with a fantastical glow that was quite a sight.
Then, the airborne birds followed suit, spitting out their inner cores, mixing feathers turned into flying arrows shooting down like a torrential rain of light.
Shi Feiyang was pondering whether to join in when he suddenly saw Qian Jiquan from the rfolk signaling his Water Clan to dive beneath the sea surface. He did not attack the enemies on the island but instead sought underwater to exact revenge on the rfolk.
The rfolk existed within all Four Seas, with the most in the South Sea and the fewest in the North Sea. The appearances of rfolk varied by region. The ones from the South Sea had the highest beauty, resembling humans more in the upper half of their bodies. Although so were oddly shaped, their fras did not stray far from the human silhouette, and they even possessed golden hair. However, those from rfolk Island had heads more like fish, with pronounced jaws and rows of sharp teeth, and they were best known for their silk-spitting abilities.
Their houses were constructed using large amounts of seashells joined together, with dwellings for living, warehouses for storage, and rooms for working.
Although this group of rfolk were ugly, the silk they spat was pure, white, and exceptionally tough, making it highly suitable for creating Magical Treasures.
Qian Jiquan led his troops straight to the ocean floor, storming into the settlent of the rfolk, ready to slaughter them indiscriminately. To his surprise, upon arrival, he found each room deserted, with no trace of the rfolk. Frustrated, he rushed to the storeroom, which was filled with various items, but the essential rfolk silk was nowhere to be found.
Enraged and cursing, he spat out a stream of water, shattering a large seashell house.
The wretch had led his n down with two objectives: first, to capture the rfolk King and subject him to great humiliation as revenge for past grievances, and second, to lay hands on the many treasures accumulated by the rfolk tribe over the years. He planned to keep the finest for himself and present the rest to Geng Kun to win favor from the Sect Hierarch. Yet, his efforts had co to naught.
He shouted loudly, ordering his subordinates, "Search! There must be an Earth Dao here leading to the island. Find it for !"
The Water Clan imdiately dispersed, each swimming swiftly along the ocean floor in search of secret passages, so plunging their heads into the mud to probe around.
Shi Feiyang looked and felt it was uninteresting; he swam back to the surface and just happened to see a huge net falling from the sky. The threads of the net were strands of erald-green fla, intricately entwined and woven together. It wasn’t by chance that the ambush had been set up in the clouds, as the enemy had anticipated Geng Kun would arrive with his "army of sea, land, and sky," and that they wouldn’t be flying high. The Green Blood Divine Net was spread above, and at this mont, released suddenly, quickly enveloping everything below.
This net, stretching over ten miles across in each direction, seed to float down gently, but in reality, it fell swiftly. Inside each sh, a strand of erald-green fla burst forth, showering down like a fine drizzle or billowing smoke. The birds caught in the green flas ignited instantly, their feathers ablaze, turning into a green fireball within re monts.
The birds screeched in agony and plunged into the water, attempting to extinguish the fire with water. However, the Green Blood Divine Fla was so fierce, it continued to burn even underwater until nothing but ash remained.
Shi Feiyang had just poked his dragon head above the water when he saw the green net descend and the floating green flas. Countless birds scread as they dropped into the water like dumplings.
Indeed, this thing was the bane of all avian creatures. Geng Kun, furious and unable to contain himself any longer, rapidly flapped his wings. Each feather on his wings had its use; he closely resembled Geng Peng, but because of his practice of the Chi You Three Disks Scripture, his wings were sowhat different.
At the very top were the eighteen long feathers at the wingtips, refined into avatars, nine on each side, exceptionally long. Below these were seventy-two golden feathers, refined into Divine Feathered Flying Arrows, with other feathers further down.
Under these large feathers was another layer of downy needles, also refined into treasures. Once activated, they imdiately detached and flew out, the outer down igniting into fierce flas, while the needles in the center revealed their sharpness, transforming into a sky full of fiery Mars and needles. It was as if the Milky Way had burst open, a rain of fire surged through the air, shooting up towards the heavens.
When the fiery Mars and silver rain t the green flas that filled the sky, they exploded upon contact, crackling and popping densely like popping corn. Not only were the descending green flas largely extinguished, but a huge hole was also torn in the Green Blood Divine Net.
This hole was quite large, over a hundred feet in diater. Geng Kun swiftly flew up through it to hover above the net, looking down all around.
He surveyed the losses of his subordinates, which were quite heavy, and the number would increase as the fiery net continued to descend. He ground his teeth in hatred and suddenly noticed Shi Feiyang’s dragon head poking out of the water, venting his anger with a harsh curse, "You’re just another worthless piece of trash!"
Then, he flapped his wings, unleashing a large amount of fiery Mars and silver rain onto the net, continuously blasting the green flas to annihilation.
Shi Feiyang, having been insulted as trash, thought he could not keep laying low; he had to show so of his abilities.
He shook his head and tail, burst through the sea, and flew into the air. He spat out a Divine Fire Inner Core, targeting a protector who was flaunting his power.
That person was directing a flying knife to chop at the birds that had fallen into the water due to being burnt by the green flas. Suddenly seeing the inner core hurtling towards him, he urgently redirected the flying knife to intercept the inner core.
With his Dao Level, how could he withstand Shi Feiyang’s inner core strike? The mont the knife touched the core, he felt as if he was using a toenail clipper against a teor from outer space, utterly incapable of resisting. In panic, he tried to cast a spell to escape, but the Divine Fire Inner Core had already slamd into him, exploding in a burst of flas and instantly turning him to dust!
The Demon Beasts in the midst of Heaven and Sea stared in shock, and even the people on Wu Qiming’s side found it unbelievable: Geng Kun’s team had such a powerful beast?
Shi Feiyang had killed the protector in one strike and now kept the inner core suspended in the air. He blew a breath of Dan Qi onto it, propelling the core to spin and spew out strands of flas. The flas unfurled in the wind, transforming into fire bulls, fire horses, fire pythons, fire tigers, and fire eagles... An unending stream of fiery creatures danced around, each picking a target, whether an enemy on the island or the green flas hanging from the sky.
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