Heart Flame's Might, Ruthless Taichu

High above the Dragon Prosperity Oasis, the Decapitation Saber circled Jia Zehai, while the Nine Nether Needles stood ready to strike.

He looked formidable, as though he had barely spent any true essence.

But his eyes were already searching for a way out.

His strength lay in his spirit puppets, but he had lost the wood puppet best suited to restraining enemies. Under the Mammoth Demon King's relentless assault, his blood puppet was steadily giving way.

Worst of all, the array had been broken, leaving a late Golden Core demon king with no one to hold it back.

His gaze was fixed on the Three-Eyed Demon King.

What he feared most now was the Three-Eyed Demon King's Soulflame Fire Phoenix.

But before he could flee,

Sea vines filled the space around him.

They were not real vines, but manifestations of spiritual energy.

Water nourished wood; the Two-Headed Turtle's Water Head could strengthen its Wood Head.

Jia Zehai glanced aside and saw that the Twin-Headed Turtle Demon King had spat out two demon cores.

Expelling a demon core could indeed strengthen a secret art, but most demon kings rarely did it.

For one thing, it touched their very foundation. It was a move made when staking their lives.

For another, the core could easily be destroyed.

If a demon core was destroyed, the demon king would lose its cultivation at best and die on the spot at worst.

The Twin-Headed Turtle Demon King dared to use its cores now only because it held an overwhelming advantage.

The demon kings had no intention of letting Jia Zehai leave.

They had their tempers, too. Jia Zehai had ambushed them more than once.

Now their counterambush had succeeded.

Beneath the dense sea vines, Jia Zehai found himself constrained despite having both the Decapitation Saber