Thunderous explosions rang out as dozens of towering trees snapped at the waist. Massive trunks crashed to the ground, sending dust flying.
A streak of golden light shot out from the smoke and dust at tremendous speed.
A dense swath of azure light descended from the heavens, slashing toward the golden light as though determined to chop it into minced flesh.
Liang Zhange brought out a round bead glowing crimson. With a hand seal, the red bead immediately spewed rolling flames, transforming into a scarlet fire cloud several hundred zhang wide that met the azure light head-on.
The azure light vanished into the scarlet fire cloud like mud sinking into the sea, disappearing without a trace.
At that moment, the golden light landed before Han Chaoyang. It was none other than Chen Nianhang.
Chen Nianhang was gasping for breath, his face bloodless. His left arm was nowhere to be seen, and his eyes brimmed with terror.
"Senior Han, save me!"
Chen Nianhang cried out in panic.
An azure light appeared high in the sky. It was a blue vulture with a wingspan of more than ten zhang.
"A fourth-rank demon bird!"
Han Zhangxiang's expression tightened as he slashed the Red Flood Dragon Blade in his hand through the air.
With a flash of red light, several hundred hazy red blade auras swept forth, weaving into a great net of death that enveloped the blue vulture.
The blue vulture reacted swiftly. With a light flap of its wings, it unleashed a raging hazy azure gale.
Amid rumbling explosions, the azure gale and the dense red blade auras perished together, erupting into wave after wave of powerful air currents.
The air above the blue vulture's head rippled, and a crimson hand more than ten zhang wide appeared out of thin air, slamming