The Netherworld Filth was exceedingly vicious. Even the slightest splash of it would wildly corrode a cultivator's body like a maggot burrowing into the bone.
The black feathers covering the Ink Feather Corpse Vulture King's body were instantly corroded and fell away in clumps. The Netherworld Filth showed no sign of stopping, continuing to eat away at the demonic bird's Demonic Body.
"Not good..."
Only now did the Ink Feather Corpse Vulture King realize the danger, instantly recognizing this vicious Filth.
Its demonic eyes abruptly narrowed, and a vast, boundless aura surged around its body.
"Boom..."
As a thunderous roar rang out, blood-colored light suddenly flooded the area around the Ink Feather Corpse Vulture King. The Netherworld Filth clinging to its Demonic Body, along with the flesh on its surface, exploded in an instant.
After all, it was a mutated Half-step Great Demon. Even though countless traces of Netherworld Filth had splattered onto its Demonic Body, it effortlessly dispelled them in the blink of an eye.
Su Fan had never expected the Filth Demon's self-detonation to inflict any fatal damage on the Ink Feather Corpse Vulture King.
He had merely wanted to seize this fleeting opportunity, while the Ink Feather Corpse Vulture King dealt with the Netherworld Filth, and take back the initiative in the battle.
He had been completely suppressed by this demonic bird the entire time. It was truly too agonizing.
"Swish..."
The instant the Ink Feather Corpse Vulture King removed the Netherworld Filth from its Demonic Body, a fierce Sword Aura flashed past, carrying a tremendous killing intent as it tore through the void with a howl.
The sword light, imbued with dense Great Dao Intent, came crashing down, as though cleaving the entire sky and earth in two.
The profound and mysterious Great Dao Intent twisted