In barely half a breath, the golden wind spread across ten li, its power growing ever more terrifying.
True Lord Tianling's spell bore some resemblance to the second-tier Golden Wind Form-Scattering Technique, but their power was worlds apart. The former was at least thousands, if not tens of thousands, of times stronger.
The difference lay in their very essence.
Whoooosh!
The golden gale swept past, brilliant golden motes glittering within it, carrying enough power to destroy a treasure in an instant.
If flesh and blood faced it, even the body of a fourth-tier demon beast would instantly crumble to dust, sliced into pieces of flesh as tiny as grains of dust.
Liu Yu had no doubt of that.
Faced with this attack, Que Xingye and the other demon king finally showed traces of panic. They exhausted every means at their disposal to counter it, even bringing out a Red Shield treasure.
Third-tier demon cultivators could already use treasures.
However, compared with unfamiliar things like magical artifacts and treasures, they were still accustomed to using the scales and claws they had always relied on to survive.
Thus, over all these years, Liu Yu could count almost all the demon cultivators he had seen using treasures on one hand.
And they were not necessarily stronger than demon cultivators who used no treasures.
Flap!
Sensing mortal danger, the two demon kings of the Fire Sparrow Clan beat their wings despite having already deployed every means available, trying to put as much distance between themselves and the attack as possible.
Beneath the golden gale's magnificent beauty lurked a deadly threat!
But how could their flight speed compare with spells and divine abilities?
Whoooosh!
The howl of the gale rose, like a soul-reaping dirge played by a judge of death.
The two demons had barely