The Phantom Mosquito fell!
Elsewhere on the battlefield, the situation was also overwhelmingly favorable.
Deprived of the Phantom Mosquito's illusions and struck by Lin Ke's mental power, the demon beasts had long since collapsed into a rout.
Against the Golden Wing Sect cultivators' attacks, they could only retreat again and again.
Most of the demon beasts were killed, their golden cores harvested.
Only three or four demon beasts escaped in time, retreating early to the Demon Race's defensive line and preserving their lives.
With that, today's battle ended in a resounding victory!
This was one of the rare occasions when Golden Wing Sect disciples had won with overwhelming force in a battle on the front line between the two armies.
From this moment on, Lin Ke's name was deeply etched in everyone's hearts.
Inside a private meditation chamber on Azure Underworld Mountain.
After being driven back, the Demon Race army probably would not make any more major moves today.
Lin Ke therefore returned here to cultivate.
During his time on the front line, he had had little opportunity to cultivate in peace.
But he discovered that the daily battles against the Demon Race honed his spell arts far faster than his own tedious cultivation.
Combat accelerated the growth of his spell arts even more!
By now, he had already achieved some success in both the Heaven-Supporting and Firmament-Commanding Method and the Mountain-Moving and Sea-Overturning Method, which he had learned when leaving the sect.
The number of apertures in which he accumulated strength through the Dragon-Elephant Prison-Suppressing Force had even surpassed a hundred.
Most of his spell arts had improved significantly. Only the Heaven-and-Earth Net Scripture had seen little improvement so far.
This was not because Lin Ke lacked comprehension, but because he had few opportunities to test his sword