This time had truly been dangerous. Wang Qiuming had nearly died in the jaws of demon insects. There were simply too many Tier 3 demon insects here. He considered himself well-traveled and knowledgeable, yet he had seen scarcely any of the Tier 3 demon insects and Tier 3 Demon Beasts here. That was hardly strange—this was, after all, the Flying Immortal Ruins.
Wang Qingling nodded. "I only burrowed underground to evade the demon bats. If the Sensing Pearl hadn't reacted, I wouldn't have found you either. I wonder how Eighth Sister and Cousin Haitang are doing. I hope they're all right! Let's find a place to heal first!"
Yellow light blazed across the Earth Dragon Worm's body as it tunneled into the ground.
Above a boundless Black Sea, an Azure Tornado over a hundred zhang tall swept swiftly across the surface. Behind it flew more than a hundred enormous Golden Giant Eagles. With wingspans of three zhang, the hundred-plus Golden Giant Eagles blotted out the sky as they passed over the sea.
A wave of piercing screeches rang out. The Golden Giant Eagles flapped their wings in unison, unleashing pale-golden Giant Wind Blades that shot toward the Azure Tornado.
The Azure Tornado was far too fast. The golden wind blades all missed, plunging into the black seawater and vanishing from sight.
The black seawater turned a deep crimson. Dozens of enormous Black Fish Demons surfaced, their bodies torn into pieces.
Half an hour later, the Azure Tornado descended onto a desolate island over ten li wide. The island's terrain was flat, with two short earthen mounds, and it was covered in a kind of black ore.
Green light flashed, revealing Wang Huaxiao and Wang Qingqing. Their expressions were tense. They had actually run into a flock of demon birds.