Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 182 The Terrifying Black Wind King
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Liu Sheng flapped his wings and soared through the air, lines of text flashing across the panel as his spiritual points slowly but steadily increased.

Within these ruins, an additional cycle occurs approximately every ten breaths.

"I feel that if I stay in these ruins long enough, I can accumulate enough spiritual points to transform all my avatars and bring them to the mortal world..."

He adjusted his direction as he flew.

The great being who created this site used his supernatural powers to contain Mount Sumeru within a mustard seed, and to enclose a vast area within a small courtyard.

The more you learn about him, the more you realize how unfathomable that divine being is.

This proves the saying, "You can't talk about ice with a summer insect."

Without cultivation, one sees it as a frog in a well peering at the sky, its view limited to a small area; once one enters the Dao, one sees it as an ant gazing at a mountain, suddenly realizing that one's own existence is but a speck of dust.

They flew through the clouds for an unknown amount of time.

The text about spiritual essence was added to the panel, hundreds of lines were written, and the accumulated spiritual essence points have exceeded five thousand.

In the distance, the great river, which should have been a muddy ditch, surged and roared, its turbid waves crashing against the sky with a deafening sound.

It was like ten thousand horses galloping into a vast ocean, stirring up a raging storm.

"Roar!"

Just then, the clouds and mist in front of them suddenly dispersed, revealing a large mountain.

A terrifying black whirlwind rose from the mountain, shaped like a funnel, sweeping up the clouds and connecting the clouds with the mountaintop.

From a distance, it looks like an hourglass.

A powerful, majestic howl came from the wind.

There was an inexplicable sadness in it, as if it were enduring pain.

"not good!"

Liu Sheng was startled and quickly turned around, flapping his wings as if to take flight.

But it's too late!
A powerful suction force came from the black whirlwind and pulled him into it.

Even with the power of the Sky-Splitting Sparrow, it was still difficult to break free!

"Wow!"

Liu Sheng let out a clear cry, and the demon bone on his chest shone brightly. Instantly, a dazzling azure light flew out, like a heavenly blade cleaving down, slashing towards the black whirlwind in front of him.

Talent, Sky Rift!
However, its power is reduced by 80% or 90% compared to the outside world!

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, the black wind paused slightly, scattering trillions of dust that blotted out the sky and covered the earth.

Liu Sheng flapped his wings repeatedly, disregarding the energy expenditure, and fled several miles away. However, he felt the surrounding scenery being torn into streamlines in his peripheral vision, rushing towards him with a whoosh.

A deafening whooshing sound filled the air.

Am I going backwards?!
He was startled and turned his head to look. His pupils shrank drastically, and he was terrified.

He realized that he had somehow retreated to the vicinity of Black Whirlwind!
A pair of bloodshot eyes stared intently at him through the swirling sandstorm.

Ferocious, bloodthirsty, and exuding a terrifying demonic aura.

"Damn it, what the hell is going on?"

Liu Sheng was shocked and tried his best to flap his wings, stirring up the air currents, and moving forward to get away.

But he discovered that the surrounding air seemed to have a mind of its own, autonomously consuming the power of his flapping wings, causing him to drift backward silently.

Like rowing against the current, you don't advance but retreat.

"Come down!"

The next moment, a fierce voice rang out, and the black whirlwind on the mountaintop suddenly intensified.

A dark, demonic aura surged into the sky, transforming into a giant hand that fiercely grabbed down at Liu Sheng.

"It's a powerful demon!"

Liu Sheng was suddenly startled, feeling as if the surrounding air currents had betrayed him, becoming enemies and obstacles, leaving him powerless to resist.

They were seized by a demonic hand and dragged into the mountains.

"boom!"

The next moment, a loud noise came from the mountain, and visible ripples swept in all directions, blowing up large swaths of sword grass and soil.

The entire mountain shook violently several times, and rocks rolled down.

But that's about it.

"If this were outside the ruins, the entire area within a hundred miles would probably have collapsed into ruins..."

Liu Sheng was suddenly seized by bizarre and absurd thoughts, and tried to reduce the intense pain emanating from all parts of his body.

Having fallen from a great height, even with the Sky-Splitter's formidable physique, it was still seriously injured.

Its wings were broken, its flesh mangled, its claws shattered, and even the hardest demon bones on its body were cracked. Demon blood gushed out, pooling on the ground.

Dying.

This is the difference between a demon and a great demon.

The former is powerless against the latter.

Even someone like Liu Sheng, who was a near-perfect "demon" who was deduced and elevated through the Dao Fruit, was not immune to such challenges.

This is the most dangerous situation he has faced since obtaining the Dao Fruit of the Seventy-Two Transformations.

"If all else fails, let Shan Biao come out and hold out for a few moves to buy some time, then use the Earth Escape Talisman to escape..."

He thought calmly and made a quick decision.

The tiger incarnation is no match for the great demon before it, but it can buy time to escape.

To revive afterward, it will consume 10,000 points of spiritual energy.

However, as long as you stay in the ruins for a while, the lost spiritual points will be automatically replenished.

Worth a try.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Just then, a mountain of flesh slowly walked over, shaking the ground violently.

The black winds all around had stopped at some point, and dust and sand fell from the sky, piling up into sand dunes on the ground.

Liu Sheng looked up and his breath hitched—

Standing a hundred feet tall, covered in black fur like armor, with blood-red eyes, wearing a golden headband, and draped in a brocade robe, with a dark gold swastika Buddhist symbol faintly visible on its chest.

The surrounding black winds, like wisps of fish, swirled and weaved around it.

Ferocious, violent, bloodthirsty...

Suffocating.

Black Wind King!

“It’s indeed it!”

Liu Sheng swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva and subconsciously flapped his wings in an attempt to escape, but felt a piercing pain.

Finished!

He had witnessed the terror of the Black Wind King firsthand even before entering the ruins.

That was a terrifying demon capable of fighting three opponents simultaneously, including Wu Song, Dugu Ba, and the Yellow Court Realm Qi Refiner of the imperial court!
The mere aftershocks of their battle were enough to annihilate the terrifying aquatic creatures within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Now, however, I have to face it alone.

Moreover, this guy's condition was clearly off; he seemed to be going berserk.

Its brocade robe radiated golden light, captivating the eye and ears; it was clearly a rare and precious treasure.

"If I can kill it, this precious cassock will fall into my hands..."

After just one glance, Liu Sheng felt a strange surge of greed.

This gave him a terrible idea—

We must eliminate this bear demon and seize the cassock it wears.

"You... like the robe I'm wearing?"

At this moment, the Black Wind King paused, his crimson bear eyes darting around, staring intently at Liu Sheng, a ferocious grin spreading across his face, revealing a mouthful of fangs:

"You want to kill me and take this robe, don't you?"

"No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

Liu Sheng glanced at the cassock with reluctance and shook his head insincerely.

"You are lying!"

The Black Wind King's breath was labored, his eyes were glowing red, white mist was spewing from his mouth and nose, and his body swelled up even more.

"You just want to kill me and take my precious cassock!"

It grew increasingly agitated and irritable as it spoke, until finally, its face contorted with madness, it reached out and crushed the air with its claws, aiming a vicious strike at Liu Sheng's head:

"You little eagle, you still want to fool me? I'm going to... I'm going to kill you!"

In an instant, a fierce wind swept in, and a powerful shockwave swept through.

Liu Sheng's expression changed, and he tried to dodge again, but it was too late.

Just then, the golden headband on the bear demon's head suddenly shone brightly, and fist-sized scriptures appeared on the headband, radiating Buddhist light, pure and clear.

In the dim light, it seemed as if an old monk sat cross-legged in the void, chanting "Amitabha Buddha" with his palms together.

"what--"

(End of this chapter)