Military Frontline Position, Command Room.
Qu Shi watched Jiang Chuan emerge from the Sparrow Demon King's cave abode on the big screen.
Jiang Chuan wore Black Armor, held a great spear, and had a battle saber at his waist. He looked exceptionally valiant.
"Hasn't Leng Zhengyu arrived yet?!"
Hearing the anxiety in Qu Shi's voice, Ji Xuan's brows furrowed tightly.
"We're too far from the Sparrow Demon King's lair. Zhengyu can't get there that quickly. Even if he does arrive, with so many demonic beasts, it's hard to say whether he can save that kid."
"So Jiang Chuan is in grave danger?!"
Meng Nanxi's face instantly drained of color. Her delicate body trembled involuntarily as the scene from the battlefield surfaced in her mind once more.
"I'll draw him away. Run!"
"Jiang Chuan! Don't die!"
Roar!
Screech!
Watching the wild boars, Giant Bears, Gray Wolves, zebras, and countless other demonic beasts charge at him, Jiang Chuan shouted.
"Thunder, come!"
Wind Rises Thunder Clouds Surge!
Pitch-black spiritual power entwined with silver white lightning flew from Jiang Chuan's body, like a dark cloud flashing with lightning as it coiled around him.
Eighteen azure bolts of lightning descended from the heavens, illuminating the valley as they struck directly at the foremost demonic beasts.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
In an instant, flesh and white bones flew everywhere.
"Kill!!!"
Jiang Chuan charged forward, thrusting out his great spear.
Piercing Cloud Startling Thunder!
The great spear transformed into a silver white bolt of lightning, stabbing straight toward a leopard demon five meters long.
Pfft!
Jiang Chuan pierced straight through the leopard demon's head.
With a twist of his wrist, Jiang Chuan sliced open the leopard demon's head with the spear blade and cleaved toward a Gray Wolf lunging at him.
Pfft!
Like a bolt of lightning sweeping