Chapter Seventy-Three: War of the Thunder Eagle King

  The second update!

  Along with the loud roar of Lei Ying Wang Xue Yu, countless black shadows suddenly rose from the palace on one side of the cliff.

  Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

  The sharp, ear-piercing screech was like a tidal wave resonating between heaven and earth. Those dark shadows were actually giant golden-feathered iron eagles, two zhang wide. Their feathers were like steel armor, their beaks like swords, and their talons like hooks. Hundreds and thousands of them flapped their wings, forming an intricate pattern with three layers inside and three layers outside.

  And Raiōru ō stood proudly at the very center of the circle.

  "Amethyst Copper Mystic Heavy Peak—Rise!"

  The Blood Feathered Eagle King raised his hands and a mountain peak over 10,000 feet high appeared out of thin air, shrouded in purple mist!

  Wow!

  A vast purple mist surged and spread across the sky, while within this rolling purple mist, the mountain peaks that had been suspended in mid-air began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye. They shrunk smaller and smaller until they instantly transformed into miniature mountain peaks just one foot high, their entire bodies glistening with purple mist and precious aura bursting into the air!

  "Haha, this purple bronze heavy peak weighs over a million catties, and I have refined it with secret methods for three thousand years. Whether big or small, one peak can smash out, even if you have copper bones and iron marrow, it will still crush you into powder!"

  Lei Ying Wang's blood feathers fluttered as he held up the small mountain peak with his right hand, and a purple gas rose from it. He looked up at the sky and laughed loudly: "Although it is only a semi-finished product, its power is comparable to that of a top-grade earth-level treasure! Chen Tai, you will die today... Hmm, where's the person?"

  Lei Ying Wang looked around, only to see the sky was clear and cloudless, with a few wispy clouds drifting lazily across it. But in the empty space, where was Chen Tang's trace?

  "Did this damned guy run away with his tail between his legs? I finally managed to lure him here and broke out the Purple Copper Mystic Heavy Peak, my ultimate trump card, and set up the Thousand Eagles Formation. How could he just leave like that?"

  Lei Ying Wang's face changed unpredictably, he lured Chen Yu all the way, but hesitated to make a move. Firstly, because he knew that he couldn't suppress Chen Yu in terms of speed, and secondly, he was wary of the Geng Jin sword in Chen Yu's hand, which happened to be the nemesis of the thunder power in his body, so he had to be careful.

  This also made him realize that in order to quickly kill this extremely fast human youth, he could only restrict his speed and then annihilate him with a swift and decisive blow.

  But precisely, the treasure in his hand, the Purple Copper Mystic Heavy Peak, as long as it was deployed, could form a hundred-zhang range gravity field. Anything within would be subjected to nearly ten thousand catties of terrifying gravity, just like carrying a small mountain on one's shoulders, and speed would inevitably be greatly affected. Even if one tried to dodge, they would instantly fall into the gravity field and be crushed by that terrifying gravity!

  However, the Purple Copper Mystic Peak was only a semi-finished product. If he were to fight Chen Xiao, Lei Ying Wang could only devote himself to manipulating the Purple Copper Mystic Peak and would not be able to spare any attention to kill Chen Xiao.

  It was for this reason that Lei Ying Wang Xueyu ordered his subordinates to form the Thousand Eagles Formation, planning to have them attack Chen Tai.

  But everything was ready according to plan, and Chen Xiao just disappeared!

  "His speed was even faster, and he would disappear from my line of sight in the blink of an eye. Could it be that he is hiding somewhere else nearby?"

  Thinking of this, Lei Ying Wang Xue released his spiritual power and instantly swept the surrounding area, but he didn't find any sign of Chen Yu's presence.

  "It's impossible, how can the blood and sweat of my life be drained like this?"

  Splash!

  Lei Ying Wang Xue Yu could no longer hold back the depression in his heart, flapping his wings to charge into the clouds, standing high above and gazing out at the surroundings. As an eagle-type demon beast, his eyesight was exceptionally sharp, and he could see every single blade of grass and tree within a hundred miles with perfect clarity.

  "That damned guy, he's actually faster than anyone else when it comes to running away..."

  Lei Ying Wang Xue Yu was furious and burst into a loud scolding, but just at this moment, a sense of danger that made his hair stand on end suddenly surged up in his heart.

  No good!

  His face suddenly changed, and a three-edged steel spear appeared in his right hand, subconsciously blocking in front of him.

  Crack!

  A flash of sword shadow suddenly appeared, easily cutting off the three-pronged steel fork, and with undiminished momentum, it swept towards Lei Yingwang's neck.

  At this moment, Chen Xiao's figure also appeared out of thin air beside Lei Ying Wang three feet away, his right hand holding the Golden Sword, swift and fierce as wind and lightning, unparalleled in its sharpness.

  This scene frightened the soul of the Thunder Eagle King, and with a flap of its wings, it was like a pair of shields merged together, blocking in front of its chest at the most critical moment.

  Whoa!

  The iron-hard wings of the Thunder Eagle King were torn open with a huge wound, blood gushing out, and feathers flying everywhere.

  "Damn it! I've been ambushed by this guy!"

  The Thunder Eagle King let out a low growl, his body stumbling, almost falling into the air. He didn't dare to stay any longer, as his damaged wings severely affected his speed. To return to the Thousand Eagles Formation, he had to control the Purple Copper Mystic Heavy Peak, only then could he turn around the unfavorable situation for himself.

  Splash! Splash! Splash! Splash! Splash! Splash!

  Chen Xiao hid in mid-air with "Intense Breathless Decision", and after waiting for this perfect opportunity, how could he let the Thunder Eagle King escape? At that moment, his heart moved, and eight flying swords appeared out of thin air, emitting a cold glow, pouring down like flowing light, instantly locking all escape routes for the Thunder Eagle King.

  These eight flying swords were obtained by Chen Xuan from the depths of the Red Flame Mountain Range in the Nanyang Ming Domain, previously used by the Dongming Immortal to maintain the Huashan Juxi Formation, ranking among the top-grade Huang-stage artifacts. At this moment, they were manipulated by Chen Xuan, and for a time, cold light shot out, spiritual energy flowed, and sharp sword energy surged throughout the sky.

  "Damn it, this guy actually has a Tier-Advancement Treasure? He just entered the Purple Mansion Realm not long ago, where did he get so many treasures?"

  The expression on Lei Ying Wang's face suddenly changed, and he abruptly discovered that he seemed to have been wrong from the very beginning.

  Geng Jin Jian Zhu, the sword technique and body method of the Taoist boundary, the mysterious mantra of hiding and tracing, now there are eight flying swords entering the stage treasure...

  How did this guy have so many means? Is he a direct disciple of some super big sect or something?

  Buzz!

  A sound like a dragon's roar and a crane's cry rang out, eight flying swords under Chen Xuan's powerful divine soul's control, with their tips inverted, swooped down to kill the Thunder Eagle King.

  At the same time, Chen Quan was still uneasy, and the Geng Jin sword in his hand was like a hurricane, with pure sword intent mixed with destructive air that destroyed everything, breaking through the air.

  Dà Yǎn Wǔ Xíng Jiàn Sixth Move - Hurricane Shatters Emptiness!

  The sword sings like a tide.

  Like the footsteps of the god of death approaching step by step.

  Feeling the extremely destructive power of terror coming from all directions, the Thunder Eagle King was already frightened out of his wits, and his body was like a fleeting shadow, about to flee downwards into the void with a whooshing sound. However, under the encirclement of the eight Xuanming flying swords, he was forced back to his original position, and his face turned pale as he shouted loudly: "You can't kill me! Don't you want to know about your friend's news?"

  "Die!"

  Chen Xiao, however, seemed to be oblivious, his hand holding the Gengjin sword suddenly appeared behind him, and with a swift motion, he minced the Thunder Eagle King into tiny pieces of flesh and blood, like a bloody rain pouring down from the sky.

  Up until now, among the seven great demon kings, except for the Black Ape King, one of the demon kings has fallen under Chen Xuan's sword!

  "The only ones who can catch them are you demon kings, why should I ask you about their whereabouts?" Chen Tai looked at the scattered blood and flesh of Lei Ying Wang and finally let out a long sigh of relief.

  He killed the Black Ape King, and then traveled thousands of miles to destroy the Thunder Eagle King again. Chen Tang's true yuan was also almost exhausted, and his mind was extremely consumed. After all, it was a life-and-death battle between the weak and the strong. If he wasn't careful for a moment, he might have died on the spot. If not for his extremely robust physique, he probably wouldn't have been able to hold on.

  "That human youth killed the great king!"

  "The great king is actually dead! How can this be?"

  "What shall we do? Are we going to avenge our king?"

  Because the battle ended too quickly, the thousands of Golden Feathered Iron Eagles only now woke up like a dream, exclaiming in shock, their voices filled with terror and confusion.

  "Get out!"

  Chen Ting's eyes were cold and stern, his eyebrows furrowed in a fierce scowl, like a ruthless god of death. With just one glance, the thousands of demonic beasts were terrified, their souls fleeing in disarray. They didn't dare to linger, each one spreading its wings and fleeing in panic, as if they wished they had been born with an extra pair of wings!

  Hoo... Hoo...

  Until he confirmed that there were no more monsters nearby, Chen Xiao finally landed from mid-air, panting heavily with his hand on the hilt of his golden sword.

  After resting for a moment, waiting for his physical strength to recover slightly, he walked over to the nearby area and picked up a storage waistband on the ground. He roughly measured it, and Chen Tang felt a slight disappointment in his heart.

  Inside this storage waistband, there is a space of at least 100 zhang. Half of it is filled with gold and jade treasures, all of which are extremely expensive things in the secular world, piled up like mountains of gold and silver.

  On the other hand, all kinds of spiritual herbs and woods, mineral materials are piled up, each shining brightly, surrounded by a vast aura.

  "These materials are extraordinary, at least tens of thousands of kinds, and if used to exchange for spiritual liquids, it's unknown how many can be exchanged. Unfortunately, not a single finished magic treasure was found, this Lei Ying Wang's family foundation is really too shabby."

  Chen Xiao shook his head, and his gaze inadvertently swept past, but was suddenly brightened by the sight of a small mountain peak about one foot high, with purple mist swirling around it.

  "Listen to the Thunder Eagle King say, this small mountain peak is called Zi Tong Xuan Chong Peak, weighing as much as 100 million catties, refined with secret methods for 3,000 years, can be large or small, it's a half-finished magical treasure, its power comparable to top-grade earth-level magical treasures, don't know if it's true or false..."

  These thoughts flashed through his mind, and Chen Xiao immediately reached out to grab the purple copper Xuanzhong Peak on the ground, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't budge it in the slightest.

  "My physical strength has already reached the realm of innate perfection, and with just one hand, I can lift tens of thousands of kilograms of heavy objects. However, I am unable to lift this small one-foot mountain peak. It seems that this thing is indeed an extraordinary treasure!"

  Chen Xiao didn't lose heart, but instead became even more excited. Without hesitation, he shot out a stream of true yuan from his palm and began to refine the small mountain peak that was only one foot high.

  Lei Ying Wang is dead, and this small mountain peak has become ownerless. As long as the spiritual imprint on top is touched, it can be used by Chen Xuan immediately.

  "Good baby!"

  A moment later, Chen Tang suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the small mountain peak suspended in the palm of his hand, with a hint of astonishment in his eyes.

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  P.S: I saw some book friends in the review section saying that the protagonist doesn't do anything decent and just fights with animals, haha, but I really think there's nothing wrong with this.

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