The Mysterious Ice Old Tortoise Appears

The Demon Race on the other mountain peaks immediately lost their nerve. Some had even begun relocating the lower-ranked Demon Beasts within their clans.

If Wang Daoyuan forced them to get lost, they could make a quick escape.

The Golden Ox Clan was the strongest force on Falling Star Plain. They had a long history and formations left behind from tens of thousands of years ago, yet they had still been wiped out in an instant.

The other Demon Race clans had far shallower foundations, so they naturally did not dare stand firm against him.

Wang Daoyuan's goal was to draw out that old turtle from the Extreme Cold Ice Plains, along with any other Fifth-tier Demon Beasts that might still be lurking in the shadows.

He had little interest in slaughtering these low-level Demon Beasts.

Since the Demon Race had taken the initiative to seek death this time, Wang Daoyuan had already decided to thoroughly beat them into submission in the future.

Of course, he could not simply kill off the entire Demon Race.

After all, hunting Demon Beasts was also an important means for human cultivators to obtain cultivation resources.

If all Demon Beasts were exterminated, the human race would also lose this crucial source of resources.

He cast the Rain Transformation Spell, and torrential rain fell across Golden Horn Peak. The bloodstains on the mountain were quickly washed clean.

He pulled his avatar, Jia Qi, out of the Spirit Pearl Space and gave him a Fifth-tier Demonic Core, along with a Core Shattering Grass.

He was a cultivator with a Five-element Spiritual Root, so he had no need for any five-element spiritual objects.

Jia Qi flew to the summit of Golden Horn Peak and sat cross-legged upon a massive boulder.

After swallowing the Fifth-tier Demonic Core and