The Insect Demon's Ascension and the Secret of the Spirit-Devouring Insect

"Dragon-Binding Rope! Fellow Daoist, spare me!"

An Early-Stage Spirit Transformation Flood Dragon burst from the icy sea, its slit pupils filled with terror. The Dragon-Binding Rope's dreadful power was notorious among the Flood Dragon Clan of the North Cold Continent.

As a Spirit Transformation Flood Dragon, how could it not know what this treasure could do?

"Time to be on your way, Fellow Daoist."

A cold shout came from behind. The instant the Dragon-Binding Rope bound the Flood Dragon, the Sun-Piercing Divine Sword swept toward it.

Faced with certain death, the Flood Dragon's eyes turned bloodred and crazed.

"Fine! If you won't leave me a way to live, I'll burn my Essence Blood and make sure you don't escape unscathed!"

Bound by the Dragon-Binding Rope, it knew even its soul had no hope of escaping. It resolved to take its enemy down with it.

It spat out a dragon pearl radiating cold, unleashing terrifying power against the Sun-Piercing Divine Sword's fearsome strike.

But what happened next made its pupils contract in disbelief.

The seemingly unstoppable Sun-Piercing Divine Sword dissolved into an illusion beneath its dragon pearl's attack.

Before the Flood Dragon could react, golden light flashed. A phoenix's cry rang in its ears, and a hole had already been pecked through its belly.

"Despicable human cultivator! You're at the Peak Early-Stage Spirit Transformation, yet you use a contemptible trick like Fake Sword Aura—and even collude with the Feather Clan!"

After Jin Feng pecked out its Demon Core, the Flood Dragon's body, swollen and red from burning Essence Blood moments earlier, instantly withered. Its face grew paler still.

The Dragon-Binding Rope tightened around it, leaving it unable to mobilize its magic power. It let out an unwilling roar.

"You're Feather Clan! A demon should act like a demon! You don't deserve