The Demon Ridge Black Eagle that had just flown up was struck directly into the mountain face by a single fire heavy punch. The tremors and momentum it created falling down were extremely tremendous.
Mo Shang was shocked speechless.
This spirit beast that could transform into a monster was truly too fierce!
Jun Changxiao’s mouth twitched.
Wasn’t it afraid of directly killing it with one punch?
Gradually.
The dust dispersed, everything visible.
Only to see that massive Demon Ridge Black Eagle collapsed in the rubble, its entire head swollen, its sharp eyes turned turbid—clearly knocked dizzy by a single blow.
Having finally recovered from its lost rationality, thinking it could spread its wings and soar through heaven and earth, unexpectedly it was suddenly ambushed.
Too pitiful!
Swoosh!
Jun Changxiao leaped over. Seeing the Demon Ridge Black Eagle knocked dizzy, he said: “You hit too hard. What if you damaged its brain?”
Little Dragon said aggrieved: “I saw its body was quite large, thought it would be formidable. Who knew it couldn’t take a hit.”
The Demon Ridge Black Eagle nearly vomited blood.
Big brother, with that explosive punch you just threw, I didn’t directly pass out—already very resilient, okay!
Swoosh!
Jun Changxiao waved his hand and took out a mid-grade Sect Master Ball: “Go, Sect Master Ball!”
Thunk!
It struck the Demon Ridge Black Eagle’s head.
Result—no reaction.
The System said: “This is a spirit beast comparable to Wuhuang. A mid-grade Sect Master Ball can’t possibly subdue it.”
“Fine.”
Jun Changxiao took out a high-grade Sect Master Ball: “I was overthinking.”
Whoosh—
Ding dong!
The high-grade Sect Master Ball struck the Demon Ridge Black Eagle’s head and directly transformed into flowing light merging into the taiji pattern.
Mo Shang exclaimed: “Where did it disappear to!”
Jun Changxiao put away both the mid-grade and high-grade Sect Master Balls, dusted his hands: “This trip wasn’t in vain.”
Finding the Demon Ridge Valley treasure and catching a mid-grade spirit beast—absolutely wonderful.
However.
Speaking of which.
How could there be a spirit beast comparable to Wuhuang in the valley?
With that sky-piercing light column formed earlier attracting so many lost beasts, why didn’t it appear, only seemingly awakening and flying up now after the demonic energy dissipated?
The System said: “Perhaps there’s some kind of restriction here that not only makes fierce beasts lose their rationality but also restrains powerful spirit beasts.”
“After the host found the treasure and the restriction was lifted, the fierce beasts regained their consciousness and the spirit beast also gained freedom.”
Jun Changxiao, who had planned to leave, became interested upon hearing this: “Why not find more crystal cores here?”
The lost beasts had recovered.
The crystal cores would definitely be normal too.
This place had long been an area no one dared approach—absolutely a huge fierce beast breeding ground!
…
Boom!
Boom!
Inside Demon Ridge Valley, explosive sounds continued.
The fierce beasts that had just regained consciousness welcomed catastrophic disaster.
Especially those special ones, like fierce beasts related to the five elements—none escaped Jun Changxiao’s clutches, all contributing their crystal cores.
Fortunately, Demon Ridge Valley only had one spirit beast comparable to Wuhuang. Even if Little Dragon fell into its weak period, he could handle things with ease.
Three days passed.
Jun Changxiao toured the entire valley.
High-level fierce beasts and spirit beasts comparable to Wuwang—he killed quite a few, accumulating more and more spirit cores.
The Demon Ridge Black Eagle in the Sect Master Ball, after recovering from its injuries, was also released.
Good heavens.
Fully twenty or thirty zhang tall, its entire body covered in feathers like black iron, especially those eyes emanating sharpness—truly mighty and extraordinary!
However.
Recalling the scene of being pummeled by Little Dragon, it immediately lost some value.
“That’s about enough.”
Jun Changxiao grabbed Mo Shang and jumped onto the Demon Ridge Black Eagle’s large head: “Set off and return.”
“Swoosh!”
Two pitch-black wings spread, then violently flapped.
Whoosh whoosh—
Gales howled, dust flew.
The Demon Ridge Black Eagle, like a moving small mountain, slowly flew out of Demon Ridge Valley.
Mo Shang lay on top, both hands desperately gripping the hard feathers, afraid of being blown off, his eyes rising with excitement.
Flight.
Was the dream of many warriors on Xingyun Continent.
Today, though unable to achieve flight with his own ability, being carried by a flying spirit beast and experiencing the feeling of soaring through the firmament still made his blood boil with excitement!
…
Screech—
A cold eagle cry suddenly came from the firmament, breaking the calm and alarming warriors who were traveling or resting. They all raised their heads to look, then gradually widened their eyes.
In their view, a pitch-black giant eagle was flying, its wings passing several mountain ridges with each flap!
“My heavens!”
A warrior exclaimed: “How could there be such a large eagle!”
This day.
A massive black eagle flew over Dingyang Commandery, witnessed by millions with their own eyes, even alarming many Wuwang powerhouses.
Unfortunately.
When they rushed over, that colossal creature had long since flown past countless mountain ridges and disappeared without a trace.
…
In a dark secret chamber.
Dozens of black-robed warriors lay on the cold floor as if on their last breath.
If Yao Mengying were present, she would definitely recognize one of them as her closest Elder Lu.
“Protector Lu.”
A warrior said weakly: “I’m afraid I can’t hold on much longer.”
“I… I’m also nearly done. Not being able to go out and kill more of those hypocrites—truly unwilling…” another warrior said.
Buzz!
Just then, something resembling a compass in Protector Lu’s hand suddenly lit up.
His expression froze, then turned to wild joy: “Demon Ridge Valley has an inheritor. The Demon Ridge Black Eagle has reappeared in the world!”
“What!”
The warriors on their last breath seemed injected with adrenaline, instantly becoming extremely excited.
Ten thousand years ago, Demon Sect forces spread throughout Xingyun Continent. The strongest was undoubtedly the Demon Emperor Sect created by the Demon Emperor, followed by forces like Demon Ridge Valley.
“Ha ha ha!”
Protector Lu laughed loudly: “Demon Ridge Valley, sealed for ten thousand years, has finally welcomed an inheritor. He will certainly assist our Young Master in shouldering the responsibility of reviving the Demonic Path!”
Boom!
Boom!
Just then, the secret chamber’s door, sealed by a formation, was frantically bombarded by some force.
“Not good!”
A warrior said: “They’re attacking!”
Protector Lu’s brow furrowed tightly, then he stood with difficulty, resolute: “We shall defend the Demon Sect’s sacred ground to the death!”
“Defend to the death!”
Dozens of injured warriors all stood up, shoulder to shoulder standing together.
Bang—
After dozens of bombardments, the formation shattered and the stone door broke open.
Hundreds of powerful Wuwang rushed in, shouting coldly: “Today is your demonic remnants’ day of death!”
“Heaven and Earth Endure Not, the Demonic Path Lives Forever!”
Protector Lu shouted loudly. Dozens of demon cultivators echoed in unison, then dark flowing light surrounded their bodies, flashing the most dazzling radiance.
“Not good…”
Boom!
This day, from the Demon Mountain secret chamber came a heaven-shaking explosion. The entire mountain was half-blown away, and the experts sent by the ten great righteous sects suffered heavy casualties.
The martial world also received the latest news.
The demonic remnants defending the Demon Sect had been completely eliminated.
Warriors from all paths applauded, expressing the deepest condolences for the fallen experts from the great righteous sects.
Eternal Sect.
Yao Mengying, who was cultivating, felt her heart suddenly shake at the moment of the Demon Mountain explosion. Her originally crystal-clear eyes suddenly turned deep red.
“The ten-thousand-year blood debt—this Emperor will eventually make you hypocrites repay with your lives and souls!”
“Little Junior Sister!”
Liu Wanshi’s small head turned over: “What are you saying? Ah, why are your eyes red!”
Yao Mengying blinked, her crimson eyes returning to normal, her face bewildered: “Senior Sister, what… what’s wrong?”
Liu Wanshi said speechlessly: “I should be asking you what’s wrong.”
“Nothing’s wrong.”
Yao Mengying said: “Wasn’t I cultivating?”
“That’s not right. I just heard you say something about a blood debt, something about repaying with lives and souls.”
“Did I say that?”
“You didn’t say that?”
“I really didn’t say anything.”
“Fine, fine. You didn’t say anything. I heard wrong. Hurry and sleep. Don’t just focus on cultivating all the time. You need to balance work and rest, otherwise you’ll become a cultivation fool like Second Senior Brother and the others.”