Cultivation begins in Qingfeng Market.

Seeing Lin Zhao following closely behind, the Purple Cloud Eagle went completely berserk.

It stopped fleeing and started turning back from time to time, spewing out countless purple lightning balls containing a destructive aura!

These lightning orbs had treacherous trajectories, and some even split open in mid-air, attacking Lin Zhao from all directions.

Lin Zhao brought the power of the Four Elements Sword Wings to its fullest potential.

The high-frequency vibrations of the Windwing propelled him through the air, enabling him to perform a variety of near-impossible evasive maneuvers and weave through the gaps in the lightning orbs.

The protective sword armor shimmered with spiritual light, withstanding several unavoidable explosions of lightning orbs. The spiritual light vibrated violently, yet it remained resilient and unbreakable.

The detached sword wings act like loyal guardians, constantly generating sword energy to precisely intercept the most threatening lightning orbs.

In an instant, high in the sky, a four-colored streak of light and a purple shadow trailing blood flames engaged in a desperate chase and escape.

The sword energy clashed and exploded violently with the purple lightning, creating a continuous roar.

The dissipated energy swept the forest below into a mess, charring the trees and shattering the rocks.

Lin Zhao remained calm, knowing that the scales of victory had already tipped.

The Purple Cloud Eagle was merely overdrawing its life force. With each additional mile it flew and each attack it unleashed, its vitality weakened, and the amount of blood it spilled along the way increased.

This aerial chase lasted for more than ten miles!

Finally, as it flew over a rugged, rocky hillside, the crimson flames around the Purple Cloud Eagle suddenly went out, letting out a desperate cry, unable to continue flying any longer.

Like a kite with a broken string, it crashed heavily and askew into a pile of rocks, stirring up clouds of dust.

Lin Zhao, holding the Qingfeng sword, followed closely behind and slowly landed not far away.

At this moment, the Purple Cloud Eagle no longer possessed its former majesty.

It struggled to stand up, but the excruciating pain on its left side made it difficult.

It supported its body with its intact right wing, its pale golden pupils fixed on the falling Lin Zhao, filled with pain and desperate madness.

It suddenly opened its sharp beak, ignoring its injuries, and forcefully gathered the remaining demonic power within its body.

A dangerous purplish-black light began to flicker and expand rapidly deep in its throat—it was about to self-destruct its demon core and perish together with Lin Zhao!

"Stubborn to the end!" Lin Zhao's eyes turned cold; he was prepared.

"The Soul-Suppressing Bell!"

Without hesitation, he summoned the top-grade first-tier magic artifact, and his spiritual power surged wildly into the shimmering purple bell.

"Thump—!"

The dull and eerie bell tolled again, and an invisible spiritual shock spread like ripples, instantly enveloping the Purple Cloud Eagle!

The Purple Cloud Eagle's movement of condensing its demon core suddenly froze, the madness in its eyes was replaced by a blank look, and the purple-black light that was about to erupt also paused and became extremely unstable.

This precious pause!

The pair of attacking sword wings behind Lin Zhao shone brightly, and a torrent of pure and powerful four-colored sword energy surged out, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, covering the Qingfeng sword in his hand!

"Zheng—!"

The Azure Edge Sword emitted an unprecedentedly clear and melodious sword cry! The blade was instantly illuminated by a flowing, ever-changing array of four colors.

The sword energy surged by more than ten feet, radiating an aura far sharper and more dangerous than ever before.

Lin Zhao's eyes were as cold as ice that had stood for millennia. His body moved with his sword, and he and the sword transformed into a four-colored sword rainbow, thrusting out with a speed that surpassed even lightning!

"die!"

The four-colored light swords struck like lightning from the heavens, with unstoppable force.

With pinpoint accuracy, it pierced the Purple Cloud Eagle's gaping beak, which was throbbing with pain and the shock to its soul, penetrating its throat and trailing a spray of scorching demonic blood from the back of its head.

The Purple Cloud Eagle's body convulsed violently, the condensed purplish-black light dissipated silently, and the light in its eyes quickly went out like a candle flickering in the wind, eventually fading completely.

Its massive head drooped limply and slammed heavily against the rock with a dull thud.

The dust settled slowly.

Lin Zhao stood beside the gradually cooling corpse of the Purple Cloud Eagle, the spiritual light of the Four Elements Sword Wings on his back receding and slowly disappearing.

His face was pale, his chest heaved violently, sweat soaked his hair, and his spiritual energy was almost completely depleted.

He quickly stepped forward, carefully dissected the head of the Purple Cloud Eagle, and extracted a purple demon core the size of a dragon's eye, shrouded in a faint aura of wind and thunder.

He then carefully removed the pair of extremely precious claws imbued with wind and thunder attributes and the crown-like purple feather crest, and put them into his storage bag.

After doing all this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, a strong sense of exhaustion washing over him.

He glanced back at the horrific battlefield and at the slightly warm Purple Cloud Demon-Carving Pill in his hand, his expression complex.

This battle was not an easy victory, but it gave him a deeper understanding of his own strength, especially his ability to apply and transform the Four Elements Sword Dao in various forms.

"A commander-level demonic beast... indeed extraordinary." He muttered to himself, sat down cross-legged, and began to seize the time to recover his spiritual power.

In this perilous battlefield, only by maintaining constant readiness can one survive.

As the chill of the night deepened and a sliver of dawn appeared on the horizon, a slightly weary figure in a blue robe quietly landed on the tattered main defensive line.

It was Lin Zhao, whose face was still noticeably pale.

He landed next to Zhao Lie, the person in charge of the base. Although he was a little weak, there was a sense of calm and indifference in the depths of his eyes.

Without needing to say a word, the moment he appeared, all the cultivators around him focused their attention on him.

They had just witnessed the powerful attack of the Four-Colored Sword Dragon and saw him chasing after the Purple Cloud Eagle into the distance.

Now that he has returned safely, even if he doesn't know the specific results of the battle, the fact that he was able to severely injure the Purple Cloud Eagle and force it to flee in a sorry state is enough to make him famous among the supporting cultivators he used!

Seeing the expectant yet hesitant looks in everyone's eyes, Lin Zhao remained silent.

He calmly took out an item from his storage bag—a magnificent purple feather crown that shimmered with a faint purple-gold aura and resembled a royal crown!

In an instant, the entire Rock Base seemed to have been thrown into boiling water, and instantly boiled over!

"It's the feathered crest of that purple cloud eagle!"

"My God! He not only repelled it, he killed it..."

"We won! Rock Base held!"

The exclamations of ecstasy and the shouts of relief after surviving the ordeal merged into a massive wave of sound, dispelling the gloom and despair that had been weighing on everyone's hearts for days.

This feathered crest is not only a precious material, but also a symbol of the fact that this extremely fierce battle to defend the base has finally come to a complete end with the victory of mankind!

Previously, the name "Azure Dragon King" was only known in the small area around the Panshi settlement.

But with the death of the Purple Cloud Eagle, its name spread like wildfire, quickly reaching every outpost on the outskirts.

Everyone knows that a powerful cultivator has arrived who can summon a strange four-colored sword dragon, turn the tide of battle single-handedly, and even slay powerful commander-level demonic beasts!

Lin Zhao used the blood and life of the Purple Cloud Eagle to not only verify the powerful strength of the "Heavenly Sword Path", but also truly established his own illustrious reputation on the battlefield.