Five-Colored Glaze, fireballs, Wind Blades, and Ice Arrows rained down in a torrent, mingled with arcs of lightning as thick as a child's arm and enormous boulders.
Screams instantly rose in a chorus. Those strange birds were smashed until tendons snapped and bones broke; some had their skulls pierced through by Ice Arrows, while others were frozen solid by the cold air.
The Wanren Disk's great reputation was no empty boast; the attacks it unleashed were like a raging storm.
Though those Demonic Birds were numerous, it was utterly useless. Amid the ceaseless, bizarre caws filling the ears, they were swept flat and wiped away at an astonishing speed.
In only the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the million Demonic Birds had all turned into ash-like things.
Every cultivator's eyes went wide.
Had they not witnessed it with their own eyes, it would have been truly hard to believe such an astonishing scene.
True, these strange birds were not particularly powerful; the overwhelming majority were only equivalent to Cultivators at the Foundation Establishment or Core Condensation level. But as the saying went, even a hero could not withstand a crowd. The cultivators had originally thought they would have to pay some price to sweep them away, never expecting it to be so easy and pleasant.
It was practically no different from chopping melons and slicing vegetables.
The Alliance Leader's strength was indeed extraordinary.
To say he possessed the ability to reach through heaven and earth was no exaggeration!
Hearing was false, seeing was true. Among these nearly ten million Demon Race cultivators, those who had truly seen Lin Xuan make a move were, after all, extremely few; the vast majority had only heard rumors. Now, seeing with their own eyes how Lin Xuan, while chatting and