227: Kill the Golden-winged Eagle

The next instant, the condensed Thunder Core within his Dantian released a massive amount of True Qi.

Lu Ming's hand gripping the hilt of his po jun blade tightened slightly, and a faint blue lightning glow flickered across the sharp blade.

Lu Ming's eyes were filled with coldness, his aura locked onto the Golden Winged Flying Eagle, and without the slightest hesitation, he slightly raised the Long Saber in his hand.

This speed seemed slow, but with each breath, the aura accumulating on the Po Jun Long Saber grew stronger, and the Silent Thunder, transformed from the Thunder Core in his Meridians, surged like a tide, with faint rumbling sounds of thunder audible within Lu Ming's body.

As danger approached, the Golden Winged Flying Eagle felt its entire body trembling.

The next moment, Lu Ming's highly raised Long Saber suddenly slashed out, and the violent power of thunder, accompanied by a Dragon's roar, erupted from the blade, surging towards the Golden Winged Flying Eagle.

Only at this moment did the Golden Winged Flying Eagle barely break free from the Illusion World's restraint.

Sensing an extremely terrifying aura fluctuation from above, the Golden Winged Flying Eagle looked up, only to see a flood Dragon constructed of thunder roaring and galloping across the sky, attacking him.

In his golden, glittering pupils, the faint blue Thunder Dragon grew larger and larger, and upon feeling the extremely violent aura fluctuations, fear also appeared in the Golden Winged Flying Eagle's eyes.

He let out a sharp cry, flapping his wings frantically, attempting to dodge this swift and powerful attack.

However, Lu Ming had already locked onto his aura, and facing the approaching Thunder Dragon, the Golden Winged Flying Eagle had no chance to escape.

The Thunder Dragon opened its massive maw, its huge body, no less imposing than the Golden Winged Flying Eagle's, directly crashed into him like a charging war chariot.

Accompanied by a thunderous roar, the entire sky seemed to darken at this moment, and a scene like purgatory appeared in the sky.

Rolling thunder surged, like a divine punishment descending, and the Golden Winged Flying Eagle, engulfed by the thunder, let out cries of agony.

He desperately mobilized his power to try and resist.

However, the thunder was too violent; the terrifying thunder struck his body, almost instantly shattering his protective golden light.

Countless sharp Blade Auras that followed left tragic bloody marks on his body, blood sprayed out like a gushing spring, and his delicate wings were stained with blood and scattered.

Like a giant rock struck by a heavy hammer, the Golden Winged Flying Eagle, having lost control of his body, rapidly plummeted towards the forest below.

Another loud crash resounded as his massive body heavily struck a patch of trees, instantly splitting the thick ancient trees into pieces, sending countless wood chips flying, and the swirling dust enveloped the surroundings.

Lu Ming watched the large dark silhouette enveloped by dust.

He raised his hand and waved, True Qi driving a gust of wind that blew away the dust.

Looking closely at the ground, a large pit had been directly smashed into the forest, and the surrounding trees were also flattened.

The Golden Winged Flying Eagle, situated within, was covered in blood, the flowing viscous blood mixed with dirt, and faint flashes of lightning could still be seen within the wounds.

The Golden Winged Flying Eagle struggled to raise his head; at this moment, the fear in his heart had reached its peak.

The stern young man standing high in the sky descended, the Long Saber in his hand glowing with a hint of crimson.

All the demonic blood staining the blade was swallowed by the Long Saber.

After two hundred years, once again able to drink the blood of demons, the rich malevolence on this po jun blade almost seemed to overflow.

Under the pressure of death, the Golden Winged Flying Eagle finally broke down.

He pleaded in a hoarse voice, "Please let me go.

I will leave Yunzhou immediately and never return.

As for your affairs with Qi Country, I will never interfere again."

Lu Ming stepped on the Golden Winged Flying Eagle's body.

He watched him indifferently, with no ripple of emotion in his eyes.

"Did I say I would let you go?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the last shred of hope in the Golden Winged Flying Eagle's heart was completely extinguished.

He looked despairingly at the young man who was about to put him to death, his heart filled with grief and indignation.

He had lived for over a thousand years, but ultimately met such a fate.

In despair and unwillingness, Lu Ming raised the Long Saber in his hand high, and without the slightest hesitation, the Long Saber plunged down, entering through the eye socket.

As blood splattered, Lu Ming twisted the blade, and the Golden Winged Flying Eagle's last remaining breath quietly dissipated.

The Long Saber was pulled out.

This ominous blade, after drinking the blood of demons, was now much calmer, no longer restless and unstable as before.

Whether it was an illusion or not, Lu Ming tried swinging it a few times and found that this High Grade treasure blade seemed to be more comfortable to wield.

Clearly, the spiritual essence nurtured within the po jun blade was very satisfied with Lu Ming's action, which also allowed him to exert his full strength.

The Golden Winged Flying Eagle died here unwillingly, while Lu Ming skillfully mobilized the Nether Force, forcefully tearing out the Golden Winged Flying Eagle's Soul, and dissecting the demon core from its flesh, also taking away the golden light bell that had trapped him.

After all this, Lu Ming wiped the blood splattered on his face, recalling the words the Golden Winged Flying Eagle had just spoken.

"No longer interfering with Qi Country's affairs?"

Lu Ming frowned slightly, muttering to himself.

The information revealed by this sentence was quite significant.

Clearly, because of some ill-intentioned individuals, it was likely that many demon kings entrenched in the areas near Chong Province already knew about the situation in Chong Province, which also made them gradually restless.

"Have the people of Qi Country or the demons allied with them already started to act?"

Thinking of this, Lu Ming suddenly recalled the secret letter he had seen in the secret chamber of the Hundred Weapons Sect.

It was likely that the secret contacts were not only with the demon kings within Yunzhou; with the changing situation in Yunzhou, it was probable that various forces that had developed in Yunzhou for a long time would also have their own ulterior motives.

He couldn't worry about other aspects; the most important thing now was to stabilize the situation in Lianbo City.

It seemed he had come at the right time.

If those demons coming from Chong Province attempted to attack Lianbo City, he might be able to handle one or two, but if there were more, even he would probably have to choose to retreat.

Now that he had slain the Golden Winged Flying Eagle, at the very least, those demons wanting to attack Lianbo City would not find any useful helpers in Yunzhou in the short term.

After slaying the Golden Winged Flying Eagle, Lu Ming intended to leave, but looking at the huge corpse, after a brief moment of thought, he flicked the Long Saber in his hand, and as a cold gleam flashed, the Golden Winged Flying Eagle's head rolled from its body.

He was not afraid of the impending threat, but he also had to consider the feelings of his subordinates.

Displaying the head of this Dao Realm demon king would at least stabilize morale and make his subordinates more full of fighting spirit.

Gripping the Golden Winged Flying Eagle's head in one hand, Lu Ming flew through the air towards Lianbo City.