After half an hour, the male bats that had each held their own territory and refused to yield to one another finally bowed at the feet of the male bat with scarlet eyes.
It was not that they had offered no resistance. Several massive males had spread their wings to rise, baring their fangs as they flapped forward to tear into him.
But Li Fuchan intervened without a flicker of expression at every crucial moment, pressing them to the ground with a finger and letting his chosen Red-Eyed Male Bat advance to attack.
That male bat proved remarkably capable, showing considerable intelligence in such matters. He even knew how to turn another's strength against them: after subduing a large male's two mates, he made the two females turn on their own male and pin him down.
Seeing this, the remaining males surrendered early, afraid they would suffer the same humiliation.
Thus, the entire bat colony had its new king.
Three Nothing seemed able to perceive what was happening outside and let out a faint sigh. "For you to have caught Li Thunder's eye is truly its great misfortune."
Li Fuchan did not care in the slightest. As the saying went, a hero was not judged by his origins, nor a capable man by his methods. Besides, this was already the best he could do. He asked bluntly, "What about that cultivation art you mentioned?"
He had barely finished speaking when the Red-Eyed Male Bat, nearly exhausted enough to collapse, forced himself into the air and let out several short, piercing cries.
The next instant, over a thousand bats beat their wings in unison, dispersing into the darkness on either side like a black tide. Their densely packed wings obscured the cave ceiling for some time. Once they had all scattered,