Yuan Ming raised his hand to capture the demon soul of the man in the feather robe, sealed it, and casually put it away.

This fiend was a wind-attribute Great Demon and contained a trace of Roc bloodline in his body. Although not much, it was quite pure. If refined and sealed into the Palm Leaf Fan to become an artifact spirit, it would still be very good.

Then, he glanced at the Green Feathered Demon Bird, its massive demon body now revealed. He quickly stepped forward, swung his long sword, chopped off its two wings, and stored them in his storage ring.

After doing all this, Yuan Ming intended to leave and continue searching for more Flame Beasts.

However, before he could leave, several rays of tunneling light suddenly flew over from a distance, revealing seven or eight figures. Judging by their attire, they were all cultivators of the Azure Dragon Pond of the Demon Clan.

Leading them was a gold-eyed elder with white hair and a beard, dressed in a purple-gold robe, with a burly figure, exuding a strong aura of vitality and pressure.

The ones following him were not weak either—they were all early-stage Returning Void demons.

Among them, there was only one exception, none other than the Silver Dragon Daoist.

The moment he saw Yuan Ming, he was startled, and then his gaze fell on the remains of the Green Feathered Demon Bird, and his expression became even more terrified.

"You, you... you killed Qing Hezi!" the Silver Dragon Daoist pointed at Yuan Ming and shouted loudly.

The others naturally noticed this as well and glared maliciously at Yuan Ming.

The gold-eyed elder with tiger-like eyes narrowed his eyes, pupils slightly shrinking, the killing intent in them almost spilling out.

"Fellow Daoist Long, don't talk nonsense. I just arrived here, and this demon corpse was already lying here. How can you say I killed him?" Yuan Ming sneered and said.

As he spoke, he released his aura, which was as strong as that of the gold-eyed elder, causing everyone present to change their expressions, a hint of wariness flashing in their eyes.

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The Silver Dragon Daoist, seeing this, was immediately anxious and exclaimed, "Senior Fu Zhen, Fellow Daoist Qing Hezi was definitely killed by him. This fiend has always hated devil cultivators and is notoriously fond of killing them among the Dongji Palace cultivators."

With these words, Yuan Ming's raised foot paused, and he looked at the Silver Dragon Daoist with some surprise.

The latter shrank his neck back, not daring to meet Yuan Ming's eyes, and continued to embellish, "This guy has some grudge against our Azure Dragon Pond for some reason. He once said that if he encountered a cultivator from Azure Dragon Pond, he would kill one if he saw one, kill two if he saw two."

What he said sounded convincing, and even if the others didn't fully believe it, their anger was fueled.

Not to mention, the gold-eyed elder named "Fu Zhen" had already distinctly smelled Qing Hezi's bloody scent from Yuan Ming.

"All at once, slay him," Fu Zhen commanded in a low voice, his voice deep.

The others immediately responded, each retrieving their magic treasure, poised to encircle Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming had no desire to tangle with them and instantly vanished in a flash of electric light.

"Thunder Escape Technique..." one of the devil cultivators exclaimed, and soon his body was also enveloped in electric light, disappearing in a blinding flash.

Seeing this, the others all swiftly employed their escape skills to give chase.

Yuan Ming's figure flickered continuously in the void, deploying escape techniques to flee far away; however, a blinding electric light persistently pursued him from behind, impossible to shake off.

It was obviously a demon with innate Thunder Escape divine ability, their tunneling speeds similar, making it hard for Yuan Ming to shake him off instantly.

As long as that guy continued to tail him, the group of Azure Dragon Pond cultivators would not be thrown off. Yuan Ming didn't know how many more Azure Dragon Pond cultivators were nearby, and prolonging the situation would only become more unfavorable for him.

With that thought, Yuan Ming, initially flying away, suddenly turned sharply and shot towards the glaring electric light.

The latter, engrossed in the chase, didn't expect Yuan Ming to suddenly turn back with such speed.

By the time he realized something was wrong, Yuan Ming was nearly in his face.

The devil cultivator forcibly halted his forward momentum, urging the electric light around him with all his might. His whole body began to glow brightly, transforming into an immense vortex of thunder, attempting to engulf Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming's response was even more direct; he gripped the Exterminating Immortal Sword tightly with both hands, communicated with the Yin Worm Beast Sword Spirit, and unleashed the full power of the sword, driving it straight into the vortex of thunder.

A shadow appeared on the Exterminating Immortal Sword, and the sword light suddenly became immensely solid. The sword pierced through the vortex of thunder, impaling the devil cultivator's chest through and through.

The devil cultivator let out a scream of agony as the electric light around him dispersed immediately, revealing his true form, a Roc bird.

Yuan Ming sneered coldly at him, glimpsed at the remaining devil cultivators rushing furiously from behind, and stirred his long sword. Sword light erupted from the sword, instantly shredding the Roc bird's body to pieces.

"Stop..."

"You're courting death..."

"Wretch..."

Amid the continuous curses from the Azure Dragon Pond devil cultivators, Yuan Ming struck down with a palm, shattering the devil cultivator's Nascent Soul.

"Roar..."

Fu Zhen saw this and immediately let out a thunderous roar.

As his roar echoed, waves of visible shockwaves layered and pressed through the void, crashing towards Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming hurriedly operated the Demon Image Prison Suppression Skill, but couldn't launch an attack in time, so he could only cross his arms to block in front of him.

The violent sound waves hit Yuan Ming, crashing into him.

Yuan Ming grunted, feeling as if he was struck by a massive mountain. An indescribable pain coursed through his arms, and his body uncontrollably flew backward.

At the same time, behind him, a burst of rainbow-colored brilliance flashed by, and suddenly a robust man covered in green scale armor appeared out of thin air in the void, thrusting a massive black spear towards Yuan Ming's back.

It was at this moment that the remaining devil cultivators also rushed up one after another, each employing their tactics, determined to destroy Yuan Ming in one go.

Seeing that it was too late to avoid, just as he was about to collide, a black light suddenly flashed behind Yuan Ming's head, and several soul crows swiftly flew out, crowing in unison in all directions, performing the Crow-calling Soul Skill.

Waves of visible black sound waves surged out like tidal waves in all directions, instantly engulfing all the nearby devil cultivators.

The cultivators of the Azure Dragon Pond had never seen such a divine soul ability before and were caught off guard. Their pupils dilated, and they fell into a brief daze, their movements halting.

Yuan Ming lifted his long sword, with his back just bracing against the spear tip, and turned to slash the opponent's head.

At this moment, an abrupt change occurred.

A huge white light suddenly descended from above, enveloping Yuan Ming.

Before Yuan Ming could react, his vision blurred, and the scenery around him became indistinct. Bewildering sounds echoed in his ears, and he suddenly fell into an illusion.

However, since he was indeed a genuine Spoken Witch, his divine soul was undoubtedly powerful. Although the illusion affected his mind, it couldn't completely take shape and thus couldn't fully confuse his intellect.

Yuan Ming immediately focused his thoughts and communicated with the Undying Tree within him.

In his Dantian, the Undying Tree lit up with a glow, and a stream of black energy rushed into his Sea of Consciousness, enveloping his Nascent Soul.

Yuan Ming's eyes flashed, and the blurred illusion dissipated instantly, regaining his consciousness.

However, at this moment, the effect of the crow-calling was about to fade.

Yuan Ming's gaze focused, and his divine soul power exploded out, uttering a word spell: "Heavy slumber."

The devil cultivators, who were about to regain their consciousness, fell into dizziness under the influence of the word spell, their eyelids heavy, unable to awaken.

"This is the price for not letting me leave."

This time, Yuan Ming hesitated not at all, his figure darted like lightning through the void, his Exterminating Immortal Sword like a death god's scythe. Each flash of its edge claimed the life of a devil cultivator with extreme decisiveness.

In just a few breaths, among the devil cultivators of Azure Dragon Pond, apart from Fu Zhen and the Silver Dragon Taoist who were a bit farther away, everyone's heads had been severed, suspended in midair.

It wasn't that Yuan Ming didn't want to slay them all at once; it was that Fu Zhen unexpectedly awakened first.

After continuously striking with his sword, Yuan Ming's momentum had waned, and without assurance of a kill in one blow, he chose to retreat.

However, after killing these several people, Yuan Ming didn't forget to perform the Great Black Sky God Palm, sealing the space around him and pulverizing the divine souls and Nascent Souls of those few, ensuring no future trouble.

After a brief exchange of a dozen or so breaths, the devil cultivators of Azure Dragon Pond were nearly annihilated. Fu Zhen, too, was scared out of his wits, without a shred of hesitation, and was disinclined to avenge his comrades, turning to flee.

At this point, why would Yuan Ming give him a chance to escape? He tossed the Exterminating Immortal Sword, which transformed into a chilling stream of light, shooting swiftly towards Fu Zhen's back.

Fu Zhen sensed the sound of the sword cutting through the air and the sharp Sword Qi behind him. Knowing he couldn't evade it with his speed, he could only hurriedly turn, clapping his hands in front of him, letting out a roar.

Blood light surged around him as the token in his palm glowed with spirit light, transforming into a blood-red light ball covered in Spiritual Patterns, enveloping him entirely.

The Exterminating Immortal Sword stabbed into the blood-colored light ball, emitting a piercing hum and stirring up waves of blood-red electric light. The sword tip pierced into the blood-colored light ball but failed to penetrate through in one strike.

Upon seeing his protective Dharma treasure, driven by Essence Blood, being pierced through in one blow, Fu Zhen's expression changed drastically.

Yet, before he could take any action, he saw a blood-colored giant elephant charging straight at him, leaving ripples and a horrifying screech in its wake in the void.

Feeling the terrifying aura emanating from the blood-colored giant elephant, Fu Zhen was filled with dread and stopped holding back completely, letting out a long howl and unleashing all his demonic power.

His body began to expand and grow rapidly, transforming into a semi-humanoid form—a giant reaching a height of a hundred feet with a human body and tiger head, donned in blood-red armor, his demonic power becoming incomparably rich and strong as a rock.

However, before he could fully transform, the blood-colored giant elephant had already charged in, its thick elephant leg stomping down.

"Boom..."

Like the sky collapsing and earth crumbling, Fu Zhen's blood armor shattered in response, breaking into countless fragments and exploding outward.

Following that was his disintegrating flesh and blood.

Fu Zhen's seemingly powerful demonic body couldn't withstand even a single strike from Yuan Ming's fully-powered Body of Wanxiang and was smashed to death on the spot.