"Trying to get away?" Lu Xiaotian saw the Twelfth-Tier Bloodwing Fire Python plunge into the sea, and followed it underwater. Though he cultivated both body and magic, the eight flying swords he controlled could not stray too far from him, or their power would be greatly diminished. But how could Lu Xiaotian willingly let the Bloodwing Fire Python escape? After his battle with Zhao Tianyang and his later venture into that bizarre space, he had exhausted his stock of high-tier demonic beast souls. Now was the perfect time to replenish it with a few. The most precious among them was the Bloodwing Fire Python's soul.
Lu Xiaotian plunged into the water right behind it. The Bloodwing Fire Python had turned into a streak of red light and, in the blink of an eye, fled several hundred zhang. Under normal circumstances, Lu Xiaotian could not match the creature's speed underwater. Without the slightest hesitation, he used the Condensed Water Clam Jade to intercept the Bloodwing Fire Python.
The Bloodwing Fire Python had not expected Lu Xiaotian to be so fast in the sea. Startled when its path was blocked, it hurriedly burst out of the water. By the time it emerged, only one blue shrimp demon and an Eleventh-Tier sea serpent demon remained, struggling to hold on. Two halves of a corpse floated on the sea, plainly cleaved apart by sword light.
Whenever one Demon Cultivator fell, the attacks directed at the others grew all the fiercer. As the balance tipped further and further against them, the Demon Cultivators could hold out for less and less time. Another scream rang out. The last blue shrimp demon was pierced through by a Misty Flying Sword. The sole remaining Eleventh-Tier sea serpent demon was covered in wounds.
The Bloodwing Fire Python did not