SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!
High above the canyon, Lightning Eagles streaked across the sky like silver arcs. The moment they spotted the crowd below, they unleashed a volley of terrifying Thunder Attacks.
"Damn beasts. They're fast."
The crowd around Ye Wushuang glanced up at the sky, their faces contorted with panic. Having long since ignored Yuncheng's words, they turned and fled for their lives.
Yuncheng, who still hadn't noticed what was happening, felt his gaze turn even colder.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Before the prisoners and subordinates beside Yuncheng could even understand what was happening, many were struck by the terrifying lightning, their bodies exploding in an instant.
"Fierce Demons!"
"Run for it!"
Yuncheng jumped in fright. As realization dawned, he snapped his head up to see the sky swarming with Lightning Eagles. His expression changed drastically, his face instantly turning grim.
'I've been set up by Ye Wushuang!'
'That bastard!'
Yuncheng snapped out of it, ready to curse, but there was no trace of Ye Wushuang or the others.
CRACK!
In the sky, the Lightning Eagle King unfurled its wings, spanning dozens of feet and blotting out the sun. Its feathers were as sharp as the edges of a sword. It moved like a thunderclap, fast as lightning, as it dove from the sky toward Yuncheng.
"Brother Chengx, the Fierce Demon is coming for us!"
Skinny Monkey's face was pale with fright as he stood frozen beside Yuncheng.
How could Yuncheng not have seen it? He was just as horrified. He glanced at Skinny Monkey standing beside him, and with a ruthless look, he suddenly grabbed the man's shoulder.
"Brother Chengx, wh-what are you doing?" Skinny Monkey's body went rigid as he cried out in alarm.
"Go and be my shield for a moment!" Yuncheng smirked sinisterly. Circulating his True Qi, he grabbed the wildly struggling, despairing Skinny Monkey and hurled him like a cannonball at the Lightning Eagle King.
SPLAT!
In an instant, the enraged Lightning Eagle King's talons tore Skinny Monkey to shreds. He didn't even have time to scream.
Seizing the opportunity, Yuncheng turned and fled.
"Damn you, Ye Wushuang! You dared to set me up? I'll make sure you die without a grave!"
Spotting Ye Wushuang's figure in the crowd ahead, Yuncheng seethed with rage. He pushed his speed again and again, quickly catching up to Ye Wushuang.
At the same time, a flock of Lightning Eagles swooped down from behind.
"Oh no!"
Yang Qing'er turned her head, and when she saw several Lightning Eagles diving toward Yuncheng, she couldn't help but shout a warning.
Yuncheng's expression changed again. With a great leap, he landed behind Yang Qing'er, narrowly dodging the attack from several Lightning Eagles.
SWOOSH! SWOOSH!
Seeing they had failed to kill Yuncheng, a few more Lightning Eagles took the opportunity to dive at him.
'Damn feathered beasts!'
A sense of mortal peril washed over Yuncheng. Now at the very back of the crowd, he had become the main target of the Lightning Eagles.
'Sons of bitches, I'm not fucking ready to die!'
Seething with rage, Yuncheng turned his gaze toward the fleeing Yang Qing'er, his expression growing ever more sinister.
BOOM!
Before Yang Qing'er could react, Yuncheng suddenly lunged forward and grabbed her by the shoulder.
"What are you doing?" Yang Qing'er's expression changed.
"You bitch! Since you love saving me so much, you might as well see it through and save me one last time," Yuncheng sneered, yanking Yang Qing'er's delicate frame toward the Lightning Eagles.
"You bastard! I just saved you! Why are you trying to hurt me?"
This sudden turn of events happened so fast that Yang Qing'er couldn't react. She could only stare in disbelief at the fleeing Yuncheng.
She couldn't comprehend it. A moment ago, she had saved Yuncheng out of the kindness of her heart, yet to save his own skin, he was repaying her kindness with treachery, sacrificing her to save himself.
The ways of the world are like ghosts, and the hearts of men are like blades.
Yang Qing'er suddenly recalled something Ye Wushuang had warned her about. She hadn't understood it before, but now she finally did.
But now, it was too late.
'This is the price of being a naive do-gooder!'
Meanwhile, a cold glint flashed in Ye Wushuang's eyes as he witnessed Yuncheng's shameless act.
However, seeing that Yang Qing'er was about to be torn to shreds by the Lightning Eagles, he reacted instantly, launching himself toward them like a pouncing Violent Ape.
However, he didn't go directly to save Yang Qing'er. Instead, he charged at the Lightning Eagles. The situation was urgent; only by killing them could he save her.
'Die!'
Ye Wushuang swung his fist, smashing it viciously into an approaching Lightning Eagle.
BOOM!
The Lightning Eagle was sent flying by the force of the blow.
At the same time, Ye Wushuang grabbed another Lightning Eagle with his other hand. RRRIP! He brutally tore the creature in two.
Blood sprayed through the air as torrents of Fierce Beast Power were devoured and converted into streams of Spiritual Power.
At this sight, the other Lightning Eagles seemed to take fright, swerving past Yang Qing'er's body and soaring high into the sky.
Yang Qing'er was saved.
SKREEE!
However, Ye Wushuang's actions had undoubtedly enraged the other Lightning Eagles. They dove at him in a frenzy.
"Get back!"
Ye Wushuang roared at Yang Qing'er.
"Ye Wushuang has enraged the Lightning Eagles! He deserves to die for this! Their fury will only be appeased by his death! Don't help him, everyone, just run for your lives!"
Seeing that some people were about to charge forward, Yuncheng hurriedly shouted. At his words, they retreated.
Then, with a vicious smile, Yuncheng also turned and fled.
"Brother Ye!"
Watching the swarming flock of Lightning Eagles descend upon them, Yang Qing'er's expression changed, but she stood firmly by Ye Wushuang's side.
"You foolish girl, get out of here now!"
Ye Wushuang roared again, pushing Yang Qing'er away before fixing his piercing gaze on the Lightning Eagles.
'Isn't hunting Fierce Beasts the whole reason I came to the Fierce Demon Cave?'
'If a fight is unavoidable... then let's fight!'
SKREEE!
Sure enough, the next moment, dozens of Lightning Eagles shot down through the air like sharp arrows, every single one of them aimed at Ye Wushuang.
Qiu Mo turned to look at the ferocious birds diving from the sky and shouted to the people beside him, "Everyone, stop running! If Ye Wushuang dies, we're next! We have to go back and fight, or we'll all die!"
Meanwhile, the fleeing Yuncheng looked up at the dense flock of vicious birds, his heart sinking. He, too, understood the crisis and shouted, "Get your asses back there and fight! Wipe out the Lightning Eagles! Everyone who does will have their merits recorded, and I will petition the Sect to absolve you of your punishments!"
"Yuncheng, is that true?" all the prisoners asked, turning to look at him.
"I keep my word! I swear it on my Dao Heart!" Yuncheng shouted. The Lightning Eagle King was too terrifying. If it wasn't held back, it wouldn't just be Ye Wushuang who would die; he wouldn't be able to escape today either.
"Alright, brothers, charge!" With Yuncheng's promise, the prisoners rushed back like madmen. Many of them were already facing a death sentence. Since they were going to die one way or another, they might as well risk it all for a chance to live.
"Brother Chengx, let's charge, too," a young man at the Body Tempering Eighth Layer beside Yuncheng said, preparing to leap forward.
"Idiot! What are you charging for? We run while these morons are holding them off!"
Yuncheng smirked, staring at the prisoners. 'This bunch of losers think they can survive an attack from the Fierce Demons?' he thought. 'In their dreams!'
"Let's go!"
Yuncheng shouted, then secretly slipped out of the canyon.
"Come on!"
Ye Wushuang stood his ground in a narrow part of the canyon. Watching the descending Lightning Eagles, his eyes flashed. He felt no fear, only excitement. As one Lightning Eagle drew near, his hand shot out to grab it.
The Lightning Eagle swiped down with its talons, which Ye Wushuang deftly caught. With a thunderous roar, he tore with all his might. RRRIP! The Lightning Eagle was ripped in half, spraying blood everywhere. It was an act of extreme brutality and savagery.
Successful with his first kill, Ye Wushuang's spirits soared. He laughed heartily and targeted another descending Lightning Eagle. He waited for it to draw near, then lunged, precisely grabbing its massive talons every time and ripping the creature in two.
Others could not withstand the Lightning Eagles' Power of thunder and lightning. A light blow would render their limbs powerless and instantly negate their combat ability. A direct hit meant being blasted to death on the spot.
But for Ye Wushuang, who possessed the Heaven-Devouring Dragon Technique, this catastrophic Power of thunder and lightning was a nourishing tonic. It was not only harmless to him but actively beneficial, capable of strengthening his Cultivation. He wasn't about to let this opportunity go.
Furthermore, the narrow canyon restricted the birds' flight, meaning the Lightning Eagles had lost their aerial advantage.
On top of that, his Cultivation of the Heaven-Devouring Dragon Technique had made his Physical Strength terrifyingly high. Even the razor-sharp talons and beaks of the Lightning Eagles were unable to harm him.
Once Ye Wushuang got his hands on a Lightning Eagle, it didn't matter if it was a sixth-level or a Tenth-Level Fierce Beast—it would inevitably be torn in half.
This fighting style was simple and direct, yet savage and brutal. Many Lightning Eagles were stomped into a pulp under Ye Wushuang's feet before he even had a chance to tear them apart.
All the while, he operated the Heaven-Devouring Dragon Technique, the two devouring vortexes in his palms frantically absorbing all the Power of thunder and lightning and Fierce Beast Power.
The power from these Lightning Eagles poured continuously into his body, transformed into vast Spiritual Power under the Refinement of the Heaven-Devouring Dragon Technique.
HMMMM!
Soon, a low hum resonated from within him.
Body Tempering Eighth Layer!
He had finally broken through to the Body Tempering Eighth Layer, the Divine Power Realm!
'Awesome! I've broken through another layer!'
Ye Wushuang was ecstatic. The Body Tempering Eighth Layer, the Divine Power Realm, granted him Dragon Elephant Divine Power. This made him more than ten times stronger than he was in the Bone Refining Realm. The difference was like night and day.
Once past the Divine Power Realm, the Spirit Communication Realm and Transforming Truth Realm were next. The stronger he became, the better he could handle any crisis.
In the distance, the prisoners who had charged back came to an abrupt halt.
Every pair of eyes stared, transfixed, at the center of the canyon. They watched that lone figure, who stood like one man holding a pass against ten thousand, as he slaughtered the Lightning Eagles in the most ferocious manner imaginable.
The very Lightning Eagles that had struck terror into their hearts were being torn in half one moment and stomped underfoot the next. It was utterly savage.
GULP.
Everyone's eyes were wide as they watched, their throats bobbing as they swallowed. Their mouths felt dry.
'Who the hell is the real Fierce Demon here?'
A violent shudder ran through the hearts of the onlookers. This brutal fighting style completely shattered their perception of reality.