The Desolate Fire Sparrow gave Li Ping a bewildered look.
Li Ping's calm voice reached its ears. "Attempt your transformation here. I'll stand guard for you."
Before reaching this deserted island, he had deliberately spent time inspecting everything within tens of thousands of miles, ensuring that no high-level cultivators or demon beasts were present.
Besides, the Eastern Sea was vast. Often, a million-mile stretch held not a single person, only low-level sea beasts without spiritual intelligence.
This place was perfect for the Desolate Fire Sparrow to attempt its transformation and undergo its tribulation.
Of course.
Coincidences in the cultivation world were impossible to predict. His precautions could only reduce the likelihood of trouble.
They could not guarantee that no other cultivators or high-level demon beasts would notice.
After all.
For a heaven-and-earth spirit bird with a wondrous bloodline like the Desolate Fire Sparrow, the disturbance caused by attempting transformation could probably be faintly sensed hundreds of thousands of miles away.
He had no ability to deal with every cultivator and high-level demon beast across such a vast expanse of sea.
Besides, he was no ordinary Core Formation Cultivator.
As long as the visitor was neither a Nascent Soul Cultivator nor a transformed demon cultivator, he would drive them away himself!
"Screee!"
Once it understood the situation, the Desolate Fire Sparrow's gaze sharpened. It let out a short cry, spread its wings, and flew to the summit at the island's center.
Then it began drawing on the flame energy accumulated within its body over this period, further awakening its demon beast bloodline!
Boom!
Standing atop the mountain, it resembled an erupting volcano. Terrifying flames poured from its body and shot into the sky, staining the clouds a hundred thousand feet above a blazing red!
Surging waves of heat swept outward from