Eastern Wasteland. Amid an endless expanse of emerald mountain ranges, tens of thousands of cultivators were locked in fierce battle with hundreds of thousands of demon beasts, thunderous booms ringing without end.
The cultivators were divided into several teams. Some controlled formations, while others set up battle arrays to deal with the demon beasts. Although the demon beasts greatly outnumbered them, the high-level Demon Race members were tied down by high-level cultivators and were no match for the cultivators at all. Relying on their numerical advantage, the demon beasts had managed to fight the cultivators to a standstill.
More than a hundred high-level cultivators fought in the skies, Magic Treasures shimmering with all manner of spiritual light as they collided, unleashing waves of powerful air blasts.
Wang Qingshan's expression was cold. Nine Azure Glass Swords had trapped a broad-shouldered, thick-waisted Red Robe Youth. He had thick brows and large eyes, with muscles bulging all over his body, exuding a savage aura.
The Red Robe Youth's true form was a fourth-order mid-grade Golden-striped Flame Bear. He possessed immense strength and thick hide, and even Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivators could do nothing to him.
The nine Azure Glass Swords transformed into nine Azure Rainbows, darting erratically around the Red Robe Youth.
The Red Robe Youth saw only streaks of afterimages. Dazzling red light flared from his hands as they transformed into furry bear paws, clawing at the surrounding afterimages.
Amid dull clangs, sparks flew everywhere. He glanced at his palms and saw that their skin had been scraped open.
The Red Robe Youth flew into a rage and opened his mouth, spewing forth a hazy red sound wave that struck at the empty air ahead.
Rumble!
After several muffled explosions, the nine azure sword lights were sent flying back one after