Liu Yu's expression was impassive as he gently waved his left hand.
Whoosh, whoosh!
The next moment, countless threads of azure flame fell from his palm, drifting toward the various demon beasts flying through the sky or running across the ground.
"Roar!"
One agonized beast roar after another abruptly died away before it could fully rise.
Having reached the second grade, even a thread of the Azure Yang Demonic Flame's power was enough to reduce them to ashes in half a breath.
Their flesh and essence souls all became fuel for the demonic flame's growth.
Facing a Golden Core Cultivator and a second-grade spirit flame, the cruel reality was utterly hopeless for these low-tier demon beasts.
Even desperate resistance could not change their ultimate fate.
Threads of azure flame streamed continuously from his palm, growing a little stronger after absorbing fuel before returning to his hand from every direction.
Having confirmed that the surroundings of Lingwu City were temporarily safe, Liu Yu struck without the slightest hesitation. He flew along, leaving no survivors!
Every demon beast within sight became fuel for the demonic flame!
However, he had quite a few competitors.
Some quick-witted Golden Core Cultivators likewise wanted to seize this opportunity to hunt demon beasts, then exchange them for resources upon returning to Great Qian.
After all, they had been stripped of all their possessions when they became prisoners.
Even after the Zhang Household rescued them and conditionally gifted them each a treasure, they remained penniless.
Aside from that single treasure, they now had only a storage bag and a few spirit stones. They had to find a way to acquire resources.
The surviving low-tier demon beasts were an excellent choice. The cultivators held an overwhelming advantage in strength, and they did not need to worry about retaliation from