188: Fierce Battle Against the Demon (Part 9)

At the same time, a divine bird filled with flames flew from the sky. This was the legendary Flaming Vermilion Bird; its feathers were like scorching flames, dazzling and brilliant. As the Vermilion Bird flew, it left a burning trail in the sky, as hot and beautiful as a meteor. Every beat of its wings triggered a powerful flame storm, burning away all darkness and evil.

The Flaming Vermilion Bird's attack method was unique; it could condense flames into giant fireballs and accurately hurl them at enemies. When the fireballs exploded, they formed a blazing sea of flames, engulfing everything around them. Its flames could not only harm enemies but also purify the evil forces on the battlefield. Whenever the Flaming Vermilion Bird spread its wings and soared, the Demon Kings Avatar's dark power would be rapidly weakened.

Han Fei gazed at these powerful summoned creatures, which were like Incarnations of nature and the Universe, jointly besieging the Demon Kings Avatar. Although the Demon Kings Avatar's power was immense, under the combined attacks of so many powerful creatures, his power had clearly begun to wane.

The Demon Kings Avatar let out an angry roar, attempting to escape the summoned creatures' encirclement, but the Earth Elemental Dragon's earth vein blockade and the Shadow Night Wolf's swift attacks made his every move incredibly difficult. The joint efforts of the Flaming Vermilion Bird and the Spirit of Stars further purified and weakened his dark power.

Seeing the situation gradually tilt in Han Fei's favor, the Demon Kings Avatar's dark power surged again. He let out a deep, evil roar, and the entire battlefield seemed to tremble with the sound. The sky quickly darkened, as if the sun had been swallowed by darkness. Then, the ground began to crack, and countless dark auras gushed out from the fissures, revealing a Hell-like scene. Countless twisted figures were vaguely visible in the black mist; they carried huge weapons, had ferocious faces, and exuded a stench of decay and death.

The Devil King's voice echoed between heaven and earth: "Do you think you have already won? Foolish human, darkness never walks alone!"

Along with the Devil King's call, a large Demon Race Army surged out from the fissures. These Demon Race Army members varied in form and type; some were tall demon warriors, clad inpitch black armor, wielding huge warhammers and halberds; others were short but agile Hellhounds, their bodies burning with black flames, moving at extreme speeds, rushing in groups towards Han Fei's summoned beasts; and countless flying demons, with bat wings on their backs and blood-red eyes, carrying poisoned spears, swooped down from the sky, attempting to tear apart Han Fei's defenses.

With the appearance of the Demon Race Army, the battlefield instantly plunged into chaos. The situation where Han Fei's summoned beasts had the upper hand gradually began to break down. The Demon Race Army was vast in number and tireless; they continuously surged forward, seemingly endless. The Demon Kings Avatar stood in the center of the battlefield, coldly watching Han Fei, as if waiting for his moment of collapse.

Han Fei's expression was solemn; he knew this was a contest of strength and will. The Devil King was not only trying to destroy his physical defenses but also launching an assault on a spiritual level. Facing this overwhelming Demon Race Army, Han Fei unhesitatingly raised his staff, his eyes like torches, and softly chanted a series of ancient and mysterious incantations.

As his incantations fell, the earth trembled again, and a golden pillar of light rose from beneath his feet. The light pillar shot straight into the sky, illuminating the entire battlefield. This pillar of light symbolized the Peak of Han Fei's summoning power and also indicated that he was about to release more powerful creatures.