Longzang

Chapter 587 Opportunity for Promotion
Wei Yuan transformed into a shooting star, concentrating all his magical power into a single point, and charged towards the Thunder Eagle.

Enraged, Thunder Eagle roared, "Foolish bird, courting death!" and swung its claw down at Wei Yuan's head. As the claw landed, its magical power enveloped a radius of a thousand feet, and everything within that range was caught in a giant net, automatically falling into Thunder Eagle's massive claw.

Wei Yuan was unable to control his own body and flew directly towards the giant claw that was several meters long.

But this was exactly what Wei Yuan wanted. He folded his wings, hugged himself, and with all his might, he charged fiercely at the Thunder Eagle, following the momentum of the pull!
This collision was like an ancient god crashing into Mount Buzhou, causing the surrounding heaven and earth to tremble!

Immediately, pale gray stripes appeared out of thin air around them and flew automatically towards the two of them.

Upon impact, Lei Ying was sent flying hundreds of feet backward, while Wei Yuan also tumbled and flew a long way at an angle.

The Thunder Eagle's four gray-black talons had already clamped down on Wei Yuan's body, but each talon was three zhang long, while Wei Yuan had shrunk to the size of an ordinary person and was extremely fast. The Thunder Eagle's talons drew countless sparks across Wei Yuan's strange wings, yet it only managed to pluck two feathers!
Wei Yuan charged forward with tremendous force and power. His small body seemed to weigh millions of pounds. He broke through the Thunder Eagle's giant claw and crashed into its center!
The flesh at the center of the giant claw was as hard as iron, its black outer skin having been refined to a metallic sheen, making it incredibly sturdy. But if the giant claw was as hard as refined steel, then Wei Yuan's body was refined steel itself. With ferocious momentum and boundless force, Wei Yuan struck, directly smashing a dent into the center of the giant claw, its outer skin instantly cracking.

Lei Ying never expected that in a head-on collision, he would actually be at a slight disadvantage. Could it be that a mere Great Shaman's physical body was stronger than his own?
After the clash, Wei Yuan had a general idea of ​​the strength of both sides and had a rough battle plan, which was being perfected by Renjian Yanhuo.

But for some reason, those few silly bird calls kept lingering in his mind, making him unable to suppress his anger.

Lei Ying looked at Wei Yuan's wings with a solemn expression and said, "Wait! I didn't expect you to have such magical abilities at such a young age. In that case, your family must be very important among the magical people. We must all know each other. Silly bird, tell me who your ancestor is!"

Wei Yuan, who had almost calmed down, could no longer tolerate these words and flew into a rage on the spot!
Without saying a word, his body suddenly swelled up, reaching a height of tens of feet in the blink of an eye, becoming twice the size of Lei Ying. Then, a fist the size of a small mountain slammed down on Lei Ying!
The Thunder Eagle's iron wings slammed into Wei Yuan's fist, creating ripples that instantly spread a thousand feet away, reaching the village below.

Everything in the village suddenly froze; all the shamans ceased their activities, becoming like statues. Moments later, both the houses and the shamans were tinged with gray and white, then turned to ashes.

Under the onslaught of the two powerful beings' magic, this small village was a kingdom built on foam, destroyed with the slightest touch.

From the grayish-white powder, wisps of gray mist rose up and flew towards Wei Yuan and Lei Ying.

Seeing the gray aura approaching, Lei Ying immediately shouted, "This is calamity aura! We have to go up there and fight it!"

Wei Yuan, however, swiftly seized the opportunity to grab Lei Ying's wings. Just as Lei Ying was about to engage in a fierce struggle with Wei Yuan, he suddenly saw another pair of arms emerge from under Wei Yuan's ribs and choke his neck!

Lei Ying was greatly shocked. He never expected Wei Yuan to be so cunning, actually hiding a pair of hands! Moreover, these hands were both strong and agile, indicating that they had been thoroughly trained in daily life.

At this moment, Lei Ying only had his pair of iron claws left, but Wei Yuan was cunning and wrapped his legs around Lei Ying's waist, rendering his most powerful iron claws useless.

As Lei Ying opened its mouth, about to unleash its innate divine power, Soul-Stealing Eagle Cry, Wei Yuan's hands, which were gripping its neck, suddenly tightened with all their might. The terrifying force nearly crushed Lei Ying's trachea, and the cry it was about to make was swallowed back down its throat.

The two engaged in a fierce hand-to-hand combat, and although Wei Yuan had a slight advantage, he was never as comfortable using the body of a witch as he was with his own magical body. Moreover, Lei Ying, as an old witch, was still only slightly weaker than Wei Yuan, even though his lifespan was nearing its end and his body was declining.

In his haste, Wei Yuan was still unable to kill him.

The two enormous bodies wrestled with each other, flying and rolling wildly in the air before crashing into the ground, creating a crater hundreds of feet wide. All the shamans in a nearby shaman village were killed by the shockwave, and several wisps of gray calamity energy rose from the ruins.

Lei Ying was both shocked and furious. He wanted to fight from the sky, but how could Wei Yuan care about the life or death of the Wu Clan or the destruction of the Wu Domain? He wanted to keep Lei Ying at low altitude and bombard villages wherever they were.

Seeing Wei Yuan's madness, Lei Ying finally became afraid.

He struggled desperately to fly higher, but when he reached a thousand feet, Wei Yuan suddenly conjured a piece of Nether Iron on his body. The sudden increase in weight of hundreds of thousands of kilograms crushed Lei Ying, and Wei Yuan carried him back to the ground, crashing into and destroying a small mountain.

This small mountain was actually a sacred mountain, where a secret small sect of witches was passing down its teachings. Suddenly, disaster struck from the sky: a meteor fell from the heavens and crashed into the center of the mountain gate! The small mountain suddenly sank down, then exploded, leveling the entire sect to the ground.

A terrifying storm of magical power destroyed all the sect's buildings and forbidden areas, tearing all nearby witches, humans, and beasts to shreds. The spiritual veins beneath the sect were shattered, the earth cracked open, and patches of green light emerged from the fissures. A sacred mountain was destroyed, and vast amounts of calamity energy rose from the ground, seeping into Wei Yuan and Lei Ying's bodies.

What shocked and puzzled Lei Ying was that, although Wei Yuan was the instigator, most of the tribulation energy entered his body, and Wei Yuan absorbed less than one-tenth of the tribulation energy.

There is no greater injustice than this!

The two have been locked in close combat for some time now, but Wei Yuan has yet to deliver a fatal blow to Lei Ying. After all, there is a significant difference in their cultivation levels. Even though Lei Ying's kingdom has been returned to the Netherworld and his strength has greatly diminished, any Netherworld Witch was once a top-tier talent, a rare genius, and not to be underestimated.

Lei Ying's close-quarters combat skills were actually quite formidable. He consistently managed to counterattack the moment Wei Yuan exerted his strength, dissipating most of Wei Yuan's accumulated physical power. His disadvantage lay in Wei Yuan's larger size and the fact that Wei Yuan had an extra pair of hands.

In the midst of the struggle, Wei Yuan was hit on the head by Lei Ying, instantly making him dizzy and disoriented. His hands, which were gripping Wei Yuan's neck, loosened, almost allowing Lei Ying to break free. Wei Yuan flailed and grabbed wildly, instinctively grabbing a handful of soft fur. He then pulled hard, actually plucking a handful of fur.

Wei Yuan scanned the area with his divine sense and discovered that the place where he could pluck feathers was the Thunder Eagle's neck, where countless soft feathers were interspersed among the iron feathers. However, trying to pluck the soft feathers would result in being scratched by the iron feathers. But with Wei Yuan's physical body, he was naturally not afraid of the iron feathers. He directly reached under the feathers, not only grabbing a handful of soft feathers but also a handful of feather roots, and then pulled them out fiercely!
Thunder Eagle roared, its anger outweighing its pain upon seeing Wei Yuan's hands covered in feathers.

It became ferocious and lunged at Wei Yuan, but suddenly wings sprouted from Wei Yuan's back, slapping the thunder eagle on the head and leaving him dizzy. These wings were incredibly powerful.

Wei Yuan took the opportunity to fleece several people.

Suddenly, the Thunder Eagle's feathers stood on end, each tip crackling with lightning. Then, terrifying lightning power exploded like a raging tide, instantly paralyzing Wei Yuan's entire body. The Thunder Eagle used the momentum to escape, spreading its wings and fleeing.

With a single flap of its wings, it can travel a hundred feet. Although the frequency of its movements may seem slow, its large size actually makes it extremely fast.

A trace of Thunder Eagle's blood still clung to the base of the feather in Wei Yuan's hand. A sudden tremor ran through Wei Yuan's heart; he licked the blood with his tongue, his eyes darkening.

Having tasted a drop of Lei Ying's blood, Wei Yuan's Dharma Aspect stirred, and he understood the opportunity for advancement. A Dharma Aspect like "Human Fire" required a sacrifice to advance. It needed to offer a powerful being at least at the Imperial Realm level as a sacrifice to heaven and earth for "Human Fire" to obtain the crucial spark of spiritual fire to break through to the Nourishing Spirit stage.

Watching Lei Ying flee into the distance, Wei Yuan instantly spread his wings and flapped them forcefully. He moved forward like a ghost, leaving afterimages in the air. In an instant, he caught up with Lei Ying, grabbed him, and the two of them were slammed into the ground. Then, a huge mushroom cloud rose up, and two nearby villages were instantly wiped out!

Lei Ying was filled with shock and anger, completely bewildered as to why Wei Yuan had caught up so quickly. A phrase from Wei Yuan suddenly flashed through his mind: "I am a Spirit Witch." He was startled, yet still somewhat confused. Wei Yuan's speed was utterly inconceivable; Lei Ying was known for his speed, yet he had been caught in the blink of an eye. This was definitely a technique of the Imperial Realm, and extremely rare even among those within the Imperial Realm.

Lei Ying was naturally unaware that Wei Yuan's wings actually came from the real Spirit Witch Sniper Feather. He had kept the wings when he handed over the Sniper Feather's body, and since he was going to delve deeper into the Witch Domain, he refined the wings, changed their form, and brought them into the Witch Domain.

Thunder Eagle couldn't escape, and Wei Yuan discovered its weakness. In the blink of an eye, its feathers flew everywhere, and Wei Yuan plucked a large bald patch off its neck. Seeing Wei Yuan begin to pluck the feathers from its wings, Thunder Eagle suddenly burst open from the top of its head, shooting out a bolt of lightning, and flew away into the distance, disappearing in an instant.

Seeing that Lei Ying was sending out a distress signal, Wei Yuan didn't have time to slowly pluck the feathers. Suddenly, a piece of seaweed appeared in his hand, which he wrapped around Lei Ying's neck!

Upon smelling the seaweed, Thunder Eagle was instantly gripped by an indescribable fear. His magical power dissipated, and the defensive capabilities of his magical body decreased by nearly half.

The Crimson Night Immortal-Slaying Sword reappeared in Wei Yuan's hand, and three dragon guards appeared, each holding down the iron claws and wings; a three-eyed bird head faintly appeared above Wei Yuan's head, and it opened its big mouth to suck in the thunder eagle!
A transparent thunder eagle faintly appeared on Lei Ying's body, and his soul was almost sucked out by the three-eyed bird's head. But as soon as he managed to stabilize his soul, Wei Yuan held the Scarlet Night Immortal-Slaying Sword upside down with both hands and plunged it fiercely into the hairless part of his neck until the hilt was gone!
Then, as if toppling Mount Buzhou, Wei Yuan pushed the sword hilt with all his might, turning it half a circle like wielding a guillotine, severing Lei Ying's cervical vertebrae!

With another inhale from the three-eyed bird's head, the Thunder Eagle's soul, powerless to resist, was swallowed into its belly.

Then Wei Yuan picked up the corpse of the Thunder Eagle, flapped his wings rapidly, and his figure flickered throughout the town, instantly capturing dozens of witches and children. Regardless of whether they were real or not, as long as Wei Yuan felt sorry for them, he would capture them all.

Then Wei Yuan used his Dao power to drag a large group of Wu Clan members, flapping his wings and adding eight spray nozzles to his body, flying at full speed towards Qingming.

(End of this chapter)