118: Chapter 118 is mine!

Near Wu Li.

Tiger Biao was currently lying on a giant rock, his short, needle-like fur standing on end. His tiger eyes scanned the surroundings, and a low whine emitted from his throat.

Bai Chi, Heida, Heier, and Heisan were squatting on the stone pillar behind Wu Li, their wings folded, their gazes like lightning.

The number of Yao Beasts far exceeded the Cultivators present. There were over two hundred Tier 1 Demonic Beasts alone, and no fewer than ten Tier 2 Demonic Beasts. The Cultivators' faces all changed.

Inner Sect Elder Han Song stood before the light gate, his face grim and terrifying. His falcon-like eyes scanned the Yao Race, his voice cold and hard as iron: "Yao Race! Are you trying to wage war against my Immortal Sect?"

The Rift-Wind Wolf King licked his paws, slowly raised his head, and fixed his ghostly green eyes on Inner Sect Elder Han Song. The corners of his mouth twitched, revealing half of his sharp fangs.

"Wage war, wage war, wage war... You only know these few words, back and forth. Can't you come up with something fresh?"

Inner Sect Elder Han Song's face grew even uglier.

The three Peak Foundation Establishment Elders behind him also looked grim, but none of them moved.

The Iron-Backed Bear King strode out from the dense forest.

"Stop wasting time with them! Kill!"

"Boom~"

The Iron-Backed Bear King kicked off with both feet, his Demon Power erupting. In mid-air, he executed the Technique of Refining Form, transforming into a five-meter-tall, humanoid bear monster.

"Boom!!"

The moment he landed.

The Iron-Backed Bear King slammed his arms down, shaking the earth. Countless earth spikes protruded, instantly killing dozens of Qi Refining Disciples of the Human Race.

"Awoo!"

The Rift-Wind Wolf King let out a howl, and the wolf pack moved in unison. He himself leaped from the giant rock as well, following the same process—jumping with his wolf body, manifesting his Yao physique in mid-air, and after landing, swinging his arms. Five wind blades shot out from his claw tips, whistling as they slashed toward the crowd.

"We shall attack as well."

After the Azure-Horned Deer King finished speaking, the remaining Qing Lin snake, toad, and centipede monsters also joined in. Meanwhile, Wu Li brought Tiger Biao to provide support from the rear. A pair of Blood Pupils scanned the Human Race camp, finally landing on the youth named Xiao Yi.

"Defend!"

Ding Yuan's face was ugly. He drew his sword and shouted sharply.

The Heavenly Sword Sect Disciples drew their swords one after another, Sword Qi surging as they slashed at the incoming crows and the wolf pack.

"Damn it, coming to stir up trouble at a time like this!!"

Li Tai pinched hand seals with both hands, and a cyan Spiritual Qi shield condensed above the heads of the Qingyun Sect Disciples.

Both sides engaged in a rapid, fierce battle.

But there were too many of the Yao Race.

With two or three Tier 1 Demonic Beasts, Wu Li's subordinates held the front line; the crows were everywhere, thick and dense.

The Cultivators' Formation was precarious under the assault of the Yao Race. The Qi Refining Disciples screamed repeatedly under the sharp claws and venom of the Yao Race, blood splattering.

Ding Yuan slashed a lunging crow away with his sword, his face livid. He shouted sharply: "Tighten the Formation! Do not disperse!"

Li Tai's Spiritual Qi shield was riddled with cracks and swaying under the continuous bombardment of the Azure-Horned Deer King's light beams.

Granny Bixia's Buddhist beads shot out golden light one after another, but there were too many of the toad's poison arrows; she could block one side but not the other.

City Lord Zhao Kai's defensive light barrier shook violently under the Iron-Backed Bear King's palm strikes, looking as if it were about to shatter.

The two men and two women behind Xiao Yi were also gradually failing under the assault of the Yao Race.

Inner Sect Elder Han Song stood before the light gate, his falcon-like eyes scanning the battlefield, his face grim and terrifying.

"What are you still standing there for!"

Inner Sect Elder Han Song let out a sharp shout, and the three Peak Foundation Establishment Elders behind him moved simultaneously.

The three of them moved like lightning, sweeping down from the high platform, hovering in mid-air, their hands pinching seals, chanting incantations.

Spiritual power surged from their bodies, weaving into a huge rune Formation in the air. Golden light shone brightly, and a terrifying Spiritual Pressure descended from the sky.

"Xuanyi Secret Technique, Xuanyi Demon-Slaying Seal!"

Three beams of golden light shot out from the Formation and into the dense area of the Yao Race.

Wherever the golden light passed, the Tier 1 Demonic Beasts didn't even have time to scream before being blown into fragments.

The Crow Flock was blasted with several large holes. Black Feather, Bai Chi, and other Tier 1 crows were also affected, blown away by the shockwave, crashing into stone pillars, vomiting blood, and falling to the ground.

The wolf pack, deer herd, and snake herd suffered heavy casualties, with wails echoing everywhere.

The Azure-Horned Deer King's pupils shrank violently, his deer antlers flashing with cyan light, just about to make a move.

"Leave it to me!"

Wu Li's voice came from the rear, hoarse and calm. The Azure-Horned Deer King withdrew his Demon Power and continued to fight the surrounding enemies.

Wu Li leaped from the stone pillar and spread his wings, flying into mid-air.

The ink-purple feathers rapidly contracted amidst the demon light, his bones clicked, his sharp claws transformed into five fingers, and his wings became even wider.

The Technique of Refining Form was revealed.

His half-human, half-Yao body manifested instantly.

Standing one meter forty or fifty tall, his skin was pale as a corpse, his whole body covered in irregular black tattoos. The wings behind his back opened slightly, and there was no emotion in his blood-red pupils.

"Caw!"

A hoarse crow cry burst from the depths of his throat, carrying half-step Tier 3 Demon Power, spreading outward like ripples.

The three Peak Foundation Establishment Elders looked up simultaneously, their pupils shrinking violently.

Wu Li swooped down from mid-air, his right claw reaching out. Demon Power condensed in his palm, transforming into a huge black crow claw, grabbing directly at the three of them!

The three Elders' faces changed drastically. They raised their hands simultaneously, Spiritual power condensing in their palms. Three beams of spiritual light were fired at the same time, colliding with Wu Li's crow claw.

"Boom!"

Demon Power and Spiritual power collided, exploding into a blast of air.

The ground was blasted into a deep pit several zhang wide, gravel splattering.

The three Elders swayed, retreating several steps, their faces turning slightly pale. Wu Li's figure was also shaken and bounced upward several zhang, but he flapped his wings and hovered steadily in mid-air.

He looked down at the three Elders, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a ferocious smile.

Then he waved both claws.

"Colorless Profound Light!!"

"Boom!"

Colorless Profound Light surged from his body, spreading to the surroundings like a tide.

Wherever the Profound Light reached, all things lost their color. The golden light dimmed, the spiritual light disappeared. The three Elders saw darkness before them, as if they had been locked in a dark cage with no light and no sound.

Their Spiritual Sense was suppressed, the circulation of their magic power became sluggish, and even their perception became blurred.

They wanted to break free, but discovered they were like being trapped in a deep well, unable to climb out no matter what.

In the darkness, the three Peak Foundation Establishment Elders simultaneously sensed a formless refining force eroding their protective spiritual light.

"This Yao Race actually has an innate Divine Ability!"

"This power is not normal!"

"Protect!"

That power was not overbearing, not violent, but like an ant colony gnawing, eating away at their spiritual power barrier bit by bit.

"Attack with full force, break it!"

The faces of the three changed simultaneously. Without any hesitation, they simultaneously sacrificed their respective Spiritual Artifacts.

The Elder on the left side patted his waist, and a crimson Flying Sword flew out from his sleeve. The sword body was slender like a willow leaf, and the blade was covered with dense flame runes. Spiritual light bloomed, illuminating his whole body.

"Boom boom~"

The long sword slashed through the air, sending out beams of light blades, but it could not break through Wu Li's Divine Ability.

"So difficult to deal with?"

"Watch me."

"Boom boom boom!!"

The Elder on the right side took out a bronze ancient mirror from his bosom. The mirror surface shone with a cold, ghostly cyan light. Spiritual light shot out from the mirror, but it also did not have much effect.