"Retreat!" The moment everyone saw that they were Storm Birds, their first reaction was to rapidly fall back.
After He Yousheng struck a Storm Bird with his hairpin, it was clear that the bird itself was not particularly strong. A lone Storm Bird was nothing to fear, but a flock of them—even if they were not seventh-rank creatures but merely low-rank demon birds—was enough to threaten the lives of Golden Core cultivators.
Boom! As He Yousheng killed the Storm Bird with a single strike, the demon bird suddenly exploded like a powder keg. This was the terrifying aspect of Storm Birds. When facing enemies weaker than themselves, they would fiercely battle to the death, until one side completely fell. But once they encountered an enemy stronger than themselves, especially after suffering a major attack, their entire bodies would explode, transforming into countless sharp wind blades that sliced in every direction.
Although the Storm Bird He Yousheng had killed was only a sixth-rank demon beast, and its self-destruction could not easily harm them, its exploding wind blades left the surrounding area in complete shambles. At the same time, several dozen Storm Birds shrieked and flew toward them. As wind-element demon birds, Storm Birds were exceptionally sensitive to wind blades released by their own kind. They dodged the oncoming blades with astonishing agility before pouncing on the cultivators.
Ordinarily, even hundreds of low-rank demon beasts might not threaten a Golden Core cultivator; after all, the gap in rank was immense. Yet hundreds of Storm Birds were enough to pose a fatal threat to Golden Core cultivators. Most of the Storm Birds charging at them were fifth and sixth rank, with even two seventh-rank Storm Birds mixed among them. Their individual strength was not great, but unlike other demon beasts and demon birds,