Chapter 211: Fishing (1)
Three golden-core-level demon beasts approached in a triangular formation; though they moved unhurriedly, their massive bodies made the ground shake with each step, causing the earth to tremble and mountains to sway, and three deep beast footprints, several feet deep, appeared one after another.
For ninety-nine percent of cultivators, they never see a golden-core true person in their lifetime, let alone a third-tier demon beast capable of fighting golden-core cultivators.
Their huge bodies, fierce eyes, and the reputation of third-tier demon beasts caused many Qi-refining cultivators to turn pale, their spiritual power beginning to stagnate.
Even foundation-establishment cultivators were no better off; compared to Qi-refining cultivators, the gravity on their faces was even more severe.
Many people secretly glanced at Wang Tianjiao standing at the highest point! Can Wang Tianjiao, who just broke through to golden core, withstand three third-tier demon beasts?
Wang Ping's eyes were deep and calm as he carefully sensed the three demon beasts: one equivalent to early golden core, the white giant wolf; the other two equivalent to mid golden core, though the ape's aura was strongest, apparently about to break through.
For Wang Ping, among peers in the Spirit Realm he truly had nothing to fear, but the hidden black hand in the shadows forced him to stay cautious.
Howl—
The leading Vajra Violent Ape let out a long howl, triggering the roar of myriad beasts; its mighty momentum directly shattered the clouds, breaking through the heavy dark clouds as countless rays of sunlight poured down, and the world instantly brightened.
The true counteroffensive began; this time it was not only first-tier demon beasts but many second-tier ones joining the attack, and the shield of the Heavenly Thunder Earth Fire Formation rippled with layers of waves.
Howl—
The white giant wolf among the three demon beasts stepped forward, clearly intending to join the attack; Wang Ping's eyes narrowed, and with a golden-core demon beast participating, the threat to the third-tier great formation rose sharply.
Whoosh—
Wang Ping rose into the air and flew outward!
"Fellow Daoist Wang!"
"Wang Tianjiao!"
Wang Ping's action caused some to exclaim; Tie Lanshan showed a worried expression, but knowing he couldn't dissuade Wang Ping, he simply said solemnly: "Be careful!"
Wang Ping nodded and flew straight out of the formation!
Chirp! Chirp!
Some birds spotted Wang Ping and flew toward him with fierce sharp cries.
Clang!
A clear sword ring rang out, followed by five-colored sword light slicing through the void!
Over a thousand birds were all chopped to pieces!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! …
Wang Ping wore a set of green spiritual armor, with nine strands of five-colored sword light swirling around him; within ten li of him, not a single demon bird dared to approach.
Howl—
The Silver Moon Frost Wolf howled again, and a silver silk ribbon followed; wherever it passed, the extreme cold froze the void.
Wang Ping's face expressionless, he formed hand seals; nine sword lights howled out in succession, likewise forming a five-colored silk ribbon!
Boom! Boom! Boom! …
The two silk ribbons collided in midair, causing violent turmoil in heaven and earth's spiritual qi, actually erupting into a small-scale spirit qi storm.
Swish—
The Silver Moon Frost Wolf broke through the spirit qi storm, abruptly appearing before Wang Ping; a green giant claw tore through space and viciously grabbed at his abdomen.
The demon beast's physique rivals a treasure, not to mention its claws; third-tier demon beasts already possess considerable wisdom, and for this strike the Silver Moon Frost Wolf is full of confidence—if it catches him, this human golden-core cultivator will not die but suffer grave injury.
The sharp claws flashed with cold light; Wang Ping seemed frightened stupid, standing still. In the Silver Moon Frost Wolf's dark green eyes appeared a cruel and excited gleam.
Die!
A human's golden core is a great tonic for the demon race! Swallowing this human's golden core will let me advance further.
Whoosh—
The green wolf claw swept across Wang Ping's body, but the Silver Moon Frost Wolf's wolfish face instantly changed; its long-honed battle instinct made it quickly dodge to the side.
But it was too late; a five-colored sword light suddenly appeared, viciously piercing its abdomen and directly disemboweling the Silver Moon Frost Wolf!
Splash—
A large amount of red blood flowed from the Silver Moon Frost Wolf's abdomen; nearby demon beasts stirred, and the blood of high-tier demon beasts is likewise a great tonic for them.
But then the Silver Moon Frost Wolf let out a painful, fierce howl, causing the restless demon beasts to halt.
Howl! Howl! Howl!
The Silver Moon Frost Wolf howled continuously from pain, while silver light continually rose from its body, enveloping the abdominal wound.
Unfortunately, Wang Ping would not give it a chance to heal; eight strands of five-colored sword light flew at extreme speed from eight directions, directly slashing across the Silver Moon Frost Wolf!
This time, the Silver Moon Frost Wolf didn't even get a chance to howl before being torn apart into eight pieces.
Heavenly blood rain poured down, pieces of wolf flesh falling! Among these pieces of flesh, one emitted a faint silver glow.
Bang!
The earth trembled; below, the Vajra Violent Ape moved, its target that piece of flesh emitting silver light—its extremely thick arms, muscles bulging block by block, a light probe could cover a ten-zhang area.
Beside it, the Black Rock Python also refused to yield; its body flexed and shook, instantly like a black giant pillar shooting up to the sky!
But both lunged empty-handed; a flash of red light, and the silver-glowing flesh vanished. The two great demon beasts lunged in vain, angrily roaring, turning their heads everywhere, wanting to find the daring one who stole food from the tiger's mouth; eventually they turned their gaze to that human cultivator just now.
In his hand he held a silver bead—exactly the demon core of the Silver Moon Frost Wolf.
Looking at the demon core in his hand, Wang Ping was somewhat speechless; he had actually held back, but the Silver Moon Frost Wolf's strength was too weak, so even holding back he slew it within two exchanges.
Wang Ping had considered lowering his strength further, but realizing it would be too obvious, he dismissed the idea.
Gazing at the two enraged third-tier demon beasts, Wang Ping nonchalantly stored the demon core in his spatial bracelet.
This action completely enraged the two third-tier demon beasts; the ape and the snake immediately launched an attack.
Wang Ping's face showed solemnity on the surface, but inside he relaxed a sigh; two mid-golden-core-equivalent demon beasts should pose only a slight threat to him holding back.
The Vajra Violent Ape is famed for its immense strength; its body is its strongest weapon, standing ten zhang tall, but don't assume its huge size makes it slow—don't forget that ape-type demon beasts are the most agile in form.
When fighting truly began, the Vajra Violent Ape actually left afterimages in midair! Its agility surprised Wang Ping as well; besides agility, its immense strength and physique made him treat it with caution.
His five-colored sword light was either smashed by the ape's fists or could only gouge a few-foot-deep wound in its hide; such physique was shocking—who knows how many times stronger it is than that demon wolf.
Another side's black rock python was no less formidable; its black scale armor was as hard as true gold! Even more terrifying, the black rock python could control a kind of black Dao fire, which not only possessed high temperature but also had strong corrosiveness.
The three fought continuously; Wang Ping deliberately led the battle to where there were more beasts, to ease pressure for Tie Lanshan and the others.
This battle lasted a full three hours; under Wang Ping's deliberate guidance, nearly a million demonic beasts died in the clash among the three.
Seeing that the timing was about right, Wang Ping directly inflicted heavy injuries on the two demonic beasts, and he also took the opportunity to suffer severe wounds.
Wang Ping, having returned to the formation, secretly thought, "Now the person lurking in the shadows should take action, right!"
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