After learning from Sun Shihua and the others that a king-grade spirit vein was located here, Fang Yu led everyone toward the depths of the Primordial Ruins at top speed.
As they ventured deeper into the Primordial Ruins, every place they saw along the way had become a planet, and every planet contained countless demons and devils.
However, these demons and devils were of little use to them, so they simply passed them by.
Before long, though, they encountered trouble—serious trouble.
More precisely, they came across a king-grade spirit vein that was being devoured.
Of course, it was not an entire vein, only half of one.
The creatures devouring this half of the king-grade spirit vein were demons known as Hell Bats.
Every one of these demons possessed cultivation equivalent to the Golden Immortal realm. With so many Golden Immortals gathered together, their imposing presence was naturally unimaginable.
Moreover, their numbers were beyond counting, and all of them were stronger than Kunpeng. Most importantly, once they joined together, they could form the legendary Demon Wings.
They could be mentioned in the same breath as Fang Yu's Wings of Freedom.
Naturally, these Demon Wings were also the finest nourishment for the Wings of Freedom.
Faced with such an opportunity, Fang Yu naturally would not let it slip away. Without needing anyone to say a word, he immediately made his move.
After all, the Wings of Freedom on his body were already giving off an aura of greedy devouring.
Clearly, the Wings of Freedom wanted to devour every one of these bat demons from hell and increase its own power.
After all, one represented sacred freedom, while the other represented the demons of hell.
They had been born as opposites.
At that moment, the Hell Bats devouring the king-grade spirit vein also