Golden Core Falls

The three Golden Core cultivators each faced a sixth-tier demonic beast. The battlefield was filled with a large number of demonic beasts, and they were gradually gaining the upper hand.

Shen Yi's Coiled Dragon Halberd swung tirelessly in his hands, spiritual energy like black dragons roaring across the battlefield.

"Wake up quickly, Little Black!"

He glanced at the rune egg. Runes flowed across it, emitting waves of light. Little Black was inside. From the simulated outcome, Shen Yi deduced that Little Black was the key to ending this war. Unfortunately, it had yet to break free and awaken.

As his comrades fell one by one, Shen Yi had to face an increasing number of demonic beasts. The pressure mounted, but even covered in wounds, he never wavered.

Fighting!

Became his sole belief at that moment.

Seeing the changes on the battlefield, Lin Hong and the others were also anxious but unable to break away to offer support.

"You dare get distracted while fighting me!"

The Nine Nether Sparrow let out a sharp cry, keenly noticing Chen Chong's momentary lapse in concentration. It clawed at his arm. Chen Chong counterattacked, his Dharma spell flowing, and managed to break free. His arm was blackened and emitted terrifying fiery fluctuations.

"It's useless. This is a unique technique of my Nine Nether clan, the Nine Nether Flame!"

Seeing Chen Chong trying to dispel the demonic flame, the Nine Nether Sparrow couldn't help but mock him.

As the faint flames were about to spread from his arm, a hint of determination flashed in Chen Chong's eyes. He circulated his spiritual energy and actually tore off his arm. "A mere Nine Nether Flame is nothing!" His face was pale, clearly suffering from a serious injury.

The Nine Nether Sparrow's expression changed, clearly shocked by Chen Chong's action. It then recovered and attacked him again.

"Old friend, I'll have to trouble you again this time."

Chen Chong's tone was melancholic, filled with guilt. He chanted a passage, and from the direction of the Immortal Academy came a roar, its power not inferior to the three fierce beasts present. An Azure Scale Eagle, emitting boundless rage, soared into the sky.

"I've long heard that the Immortal Academy harbors a sixth-tier battle beast. So it's you!"

Upon seeing the Azure Scale Eagle appear, the Nine Nether Sparrow seemed to have expected it, showing no surprise.

"Nine Nether, stop."

A hint of sadness flashed in the Azure Scale Eagle's eyes as it looked at the brutality of the battlefield, unable to bear it.

"Azure Scale, you've grown old and become merciful!"

The Nine Nether Sparrow flapped its wings, its ferocity intensifying. Black mist surged out, engulfing the entire sky. The Azure Scale Eagle's eyes sharpened, and it also released a cyan mist, attempting to suppress the Nine Nether Sparrow's ferocity, but it was sent flying with a claw strike.

"On the verge of death, and you still want to contend with me!"

Chen Chong sighed. If the situation weren't so dire, he would never have wanted the Azure Scale Eagle to expend its life force again. The last time Feng Yang gifted him a drop of Essence of Flora, it had only slightly improved its condition.

"Indeed, I am dying."

The Azure Scale Eagle's voice was low, devoid of joy or sorrow. Suddenly, a decaying aura emanated from its body. It no longer suppressed it, releasing the decaying energy to its fullest. Chen Chong's face showed grief, and a look of resolve flashed in his eyes. Another wave of death intent erupted from his body.

"Oh?"

The Nine Nether Sparrow, locked onto by two death intents, remained calm. While their actions were admirable, they were foolish.

Noticing Chen Chong's change, Feng Yang's aura surged, his body radiating light. At this moment, his eighth-level Golden Core cultivation was fully revealed, causing even the heavens and earth to tremble. A bolt of lightning pierced through the giant green python, Feng Yang's eyes filled with sorrow.

Chen Chong ultimately chose self-destruction, vanishing with his long-time companion, the Azure Scale Eagle, amidst prolonged laughter.

Endless death intent coiled around the Nine Nether Sparrow, constantly eroding its demonic power. For a moment, it felt the aura of death and was somewhat alarmed. However, it quickly recovered, though its aura was noticeably weaker.

It used a secret technique, damaging its own demonic power and cultivation, to dispel the lingering death intent.

Chen Chong's demise was etched into the hearts of every cultivator. For an instant, grief washed over them, followed by a surge of spirit. They roared and battled the demonic beasts. This was Chen Chong's final gambit, using his own death to awaken the unyielding spirit in their hearts.

Shen Yi was also affected. At this moment, he was like a ferocious beast, slaughtering among the demonic beasts. The Coiled Dragon Halberd mercilessly reaped the lives of demonic beasts, invincible and awe-inspiring.

"Cold energy, explode!"

He moved his left arm and punched the ground, activating the cold energy within him. Within a ten-meter radius, frost covered everything. Demonic beasts were frozen, and his halberd fell, shattering them into ice fragments that scattered in the blood.

Shen Yi's dominance also caught the Nine Nether Sparrow's attention. A mere Qi Refining cultivator, like an ant, possessed such astonishing combat power, piquing its interest.

Shen Yi also noticed the Nine Nether Sparrow's gaze. He stood on a demonic beast, glaring at the Nine Nether Sparrow, his murderous intent impossible to hide. His rage seemed poised to devour the Nine Nether Sparrow whole.

"Heh!"

The Nine Nether Sparrow let out a cry, emitting faint demonic energy, about to seize Shen Yi. However, a powerful aura blocked it. Feng Yang, holding the giant green python in one hand, shielded Shen Yi with the other.

"Even the Green Python wasn't its match."

The Nine Nether Sparrow, seeing the lifeless Green Python, showed fear in its eyes for the first time. Feng Yang exuded a terrifying aura that made its heart palpitate.

Suddenly, another cold aura appeared beside Feng Yang. A Pear Blossom Spear suddenly landed next to the Nine Nether Sparrow. The newcomer was Lin Hong, who, despite being covered in wounds, had finally killed the Great Strength Giant Ape and pinned it to a distant mountain.

Locked onto by two terrifying auras, the Nine Nether Sparrow felt fear. Having already lowered its cultivation to escape death, it now faced two Golden Core Stage Experts and felt as if it might perish then and there.

Feng Yang and Lin Hong's victories were like a shot of confidence, making the cultivators still fighting on the battlefield even more frenzied, pushing the demonic beasts into a complete retreat.

"King, please make your move!"

Sensing that defeat was imminent, the Nine Nether Sparrow suddenly amplified its voice and prostrated itself on the ground.

A fluctuation suddenly appeared in the void, and a humanoid creature abruptly materialized above the battlefield. It exuded no energy fluctuations, yet a mere glance from it made everyone present feel an urge to kneel and worship.

"King Beast, Qiongqi!"

Lin Hong and Feng Yang tensed, facing a formidable enemy, their eyes warily fixed on the figure.

"A seventh-tier exotic beast, possibly even surpassing the eighth tier."

The Qiongqi scanned the battlefield, its gaze finally settling on Shen Yi. It sensed a familiar aura emanating from the young man.

"I sense the aura of my kin on you."

Shen Yi trembled, a flicker of shock crossing his eyes as his thoughts raced.

"Leave it to me, and I will grant you any request."

The Qiongqi's words surprised Feng Yang, Lin Hong, and even the Nine Nether Sparrow. What did Shen Yi possess that could elicit such a promise from the Qiongqi?

Shen Yi took out the rune egg but did not hand it over to the Qiongqi. Instead, he held it tightly. This was his Little Black, and he would not give it to the Qiongqi, not even at the cost of his life.

"King-level aura!"

Feng Yang and Lin Hong suddenly cried out in alarm. Their auras surged instantly, shielding Shen Yi. The King-level beast egg must not fall into the Qiongqi's hands.

"Oh? Do you two Golden Core cultivators think you can stop me?"

The Qiongqi sneered, looking at the two with amusement.