Meteor in Broad Daylight

Iron Shark remembered Gao Xian's eyes vividly. Back then, a group of Spirit Transformation powerhouses had relied on the Ten Absolutes Heaven-Locking Ring to surround and kill him, and Iron Shark had already felt that something was off.

But at the time, they had possessed a divine artifact capable of linking their mana together. Whether this man was truly dead or not was irrelevant.

Over the following decades, under Yin Wuchang's leadership, the many Spirit Transformation demons swept across Night Demon Heaven, invincible wherever they went, and recruited several more Spirit Transformation demons.

The combined efforts of these Spirit Transformation demons had finally yielded tremendous gains just days ago.

At this critical moment, Yin Wuchang met with an accident, and the fellow who had been dead for decades suddenly reappeared.

Iron Shark had an exceptionally deep impression of this man's sword. Seeing him again, the fleeting flash of keen, crystalline sword light that severed Wu Tong had branded itself deeply into Iron Shark's Primordial Spirit.

After several decades, this man's swordsmanship had grown more than ten times stronger than before.

It was precisely this peerless swordsmanship that had terrified Bai Feiyu into fleeing in panic. He had truly thrown away every shred of a Spirit Transformation cultivator's dignity.

They still had four Spirit Transformations, while the other side had only two human cultivators. Four against two—the advantage was immense. Bai Feiyu's panicked flight not only deprived them of an ally, but greatly bolstered the enemy's momentum.

Iron Shark exchanged glances with the two Spirit Transformation demons beside him. One was a four-armed ape, the other a bear demon.

Demon Race powerhouses possessed extraordinarily powerful physical gifts. Even Spirit Transformation demons cultivated spells somewhat crudely and simply. Their Dharma Artifacts were also far inferior to those of humans. Yet relying on