I'm in Yellow Maple Valley, and I have one equipment slot!

Chapter 314 The Reverse Star Alliance's Involvement! All Eyes on Him! He's a Monster!

"Heavenly Fire!"

Above the sky, Zhou Yuan's expression remained indifferent.

He then made another hand seal.

He spread his five fingers wide, then gently clenched them towards the beast tide that had been briefly thrown into chaos by the deaths of many of its companions, and was now surging forward even more frantically under the command of the high-level demon cultivators behind it.

"boom--!"

Another area of ​​the sky, spanning over three thousand feet, suddenly turned crimson, then "melted" into a rolling cloud of lava, with scorching lava rain pouring down like divine punishment!

The birds and sea creatures that rushed into this death zone were instantly devoured, ignited, and turned into ashes and charcoal!

A moment later, before the flames in this area had completely died down, Zhou Yuan moved slightly, and with a flash of lightning from his Wind and Thunder Wings, he appeared on another cliff top a hundred feet away, raising his hand and casting a spell in the same manner.

"Heavenly Fire!"

"boom!"

Another crimson sky and torrential lava rain descended, covering another area teeming with beasts.

Then came the third, fourth, and fifth places —

Zhou Yuan's figure, like a ghost, constantly flickered and shifted along the eastern defense line that stretched for dozens of miles.

Each pause lasts no more than a breath, and each pause is inevitably accompanied by the arrival of a terrifying fire domain that covers thousands of feet and incinerates everything!

His movements were fluid, precise, and efficient.

It was as if he wasn't unleashing a top-tier area-of-effect spell capable of annihilating thousands of demonic beasts and requiring even Nascent Soul cultivators to treat it with caution, but rather putting on a relaxed and casual performance.

In just a few dozen breaths, Zhou Yuan had changed positions more than twenty times and cast the "Heavenly Fire Technique" more than twenty times!

Moreover, this number is increasing at an alarming rate!

Thirty times!

Forty times!

Fifty times!

"This—this is impossible!"

"How did he do that?!"

"Even a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator would have exhausted their mana by now after casting so many powerful spells in such a short period! How could he still be acting like nothing happened?!"

"Could he have taken some legendary elixir that instantly restores mana? But I've never heard of any elixir that can sustain such a terrifying amount of energy expenditure!"

In the distance, the transformed demons who had been hiding behind the beast tide, who had initially watched the battle with sneers and disdain, now had expressions that changed from initial shock to horror, and then to indescribable fear and a sense of absurdity!

They watched helplessly as the human cultivator, like a tireless and inexhaustible monster, appeared and disappeared throughout the defensive line, scattering flames of death and turning the hordes of beasts into infernos of fire!

This completely overturned their understanding of the total amount of a cultivator's mana and its recovery speed!

The Azure Feathered Roc hovered further behind, its face so grim it was almost dripping with water. Its narrow eyes were fixed on Zhou Yuan's ever-shifting, destructive figure, and the turmoil in its heart was even more intense than when it had been severely injured by Zhou Yuan's divine sense last time!

"How could his magical power be so profound? How could his recovery speed be so fast?! Could it be that he held back his strength when he fought me last time? No, impossible! That spiritual attack couldn't be faked—but his current performance—"

The Azure Feathered Roc's mind raced, but it couldn't find any reasonable explanation.

What Zhou Yuan is exhibiting at this moment is an anomaly that is almost at the level of "rules", which violates the basic common sense of cultivators' mana consumption and recovery!

He was naturally unaware that deep within Zhou Yuan's consciousness, in that invisible "equipment slot," numerous high-level spirit stones were being "equipped"!

The recovery speed enhanced by these high-grade spirit stones is comparable to that of consuming ten-thousand-year-old spirit milk.

Whenever Zhou Yuan casts a spell, it instantly replenishes his energy, and the replenishment speed is even faster than the speed at which he consumes the energy!

This is Zhou Yuan's greatest reliance in daring to guard the eastern defense line alone and in using such "luxurious" methods to wipe out the beast tide with large-scale magic!

He not only had to defend, but also had to kill. He had to use the most brutal and efficient methods to kill a large number of demons, demoralize the demon race, and relieve pressure on other areas!

"Eighty—Ninety—One hundred!"

Zhou Yuan silently counted in his mind. When the hundredth "Heavenly Fire Burns the Sea" bloomed in the beast tide, turning a giant sea beast that was trying to bypass the fire domain and land from the flank, along with countless small beasts around it, into ashes, he finally temporarily stopped this high-frequency flashing spellcasting.

At this moment, the entire eastern side of the mountain, stretching for dozens of miles, has been transformed into a shocking inferno!

Crimson lava flowed across the ground, and lingering, fiery red clouds remained in the sky.

The charred remains of birds fell like black rain, and countless burnt, charred carcasses of sea creatures covered the ground.

Thick smoke billowed, mixed with the pungent smell of burning flesh and sulfur, making one want to vomit.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Zhou Yuan alone used a hundred "Heavenly Fire Burning the Sea" to construct a wall of death, burning tens of thousands of the vanguard and main force of the eastern beast tide to ashes!

Among them are many mid-level monsters of level six and seven!

The surging tide of sea monsters that landed was completely blocked by this continuous, high-temperature fiery domain, unable to cross the line even half a step.

However, the temporary stability in the east does not mean that the situation is equally easy in other directions.

"Hey——!"

"roar--!"

"Boom—!"

From the west, south, and north, deafening shouts of battle, roars of demonic beasts, explosions of magic, and sounds of shattering formations intertwined, creating a scene far more intense and chaotic than from the east!

To the west, it was guarded by the Marquis of Nanlong.

Unlike Zhou Yuan, he did not unleash a wide-range spell. Instead, relying on the sharpness of the ancient treasure "Golden Dragon Sword" and his own exquisite swordsmanship, he transformed into a golden dragon, weaving and slaying among the countless birds in the sky.

Wherever the sword flashes, birds fall to the ground with mournful cries. But he, alone with his sword, faces a horde of millions of birds, a swarm that blots out the sky!

Although these birds were not individually strong, their numbers were too great, and they were completely fearless of death, crashing against the outer warning and illusion arrays like waves.

Many of the restrictions dimmed rapidly under the relentless, frenzied impacts of countless birds and the erosion of demonic power, before shattering with a "pop".

The flock of birds immediately charged at the inner barrier with even greater ferocity, like sharks that had smelled blood.

Marquis Nanlong's sword energy surged, slaughtering countless birds and leaving their corpses strewn across the field. Yet, some still managed to escape, crashing into the array's light barrier and creating ripples. He fought and retreated, gradually moving closer to the inner core defensive circle, under immense pressure.

To the south, Elder Linghu relied on the terrain and several pre-arranged killing formations to contend with the sea beast tide.

He continuously cast spells, releasing poison and reaping the lives of low-level sea beasts in large numbers.

However, there were simply too many sea monsters, and their hides were thick and tough, so many low-level spells had limited effect.

What's more troublesome is that several level-eight sea beasts are hidden in the beast tide. They are quite intelligent and know how to drive cannon fodder to consume the array's energy and find the array's weak points to launch a focused attack.

Linghu Laozu had to frequently adjust the formation and repair the damage, which consumed his magic power very quickly, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

To the north, Tianhen Laoguai faced a mixed tide dominated by dragon-type monsters and a large number of other sea beasts.

He directly unleashed the "Heavenly Fiend Golden Wheel," transforming it into a death wheel several meters in diameter. It frantically cut and strangled the beast tide, leaving blood and flesh flying everywhere it passed. Even the hard shells of some level seven sea beasts could not withstand it.

However, the dragon race's demonic beasts are naturally powerful, and several of the level seven dragons are particularly fierce, spitting poisonous water and controlling giant waves to clash head-on with the Heavenly Fiend Golden Wheel. Although they are no match for it, they have greatly restrained the Heavenly Hatred Old Monster's energy.

Meanwhile, more low-level sea beasts bypassed the main battlefield and attacked the formation from the flanks.

The Heavenly Hate Old Monster roared repeatedly, his golden wheel swirling wildly, slaughtering so many that the sky was stained red with demonic blood, but the beast tide seemed endless, and he could not kill them all.

Yuan Yao, Xue Ye, Lie Feng Shou, Lei Zhen, and other mobile forces played a crucial role at this moment.

Like firefighters, they shuttled at high speed between three directions, rushing to provide support wherever the defense line was strained.

Yuan Yao unleashed several of her prized magical treasures, combining fire-attribute spells with several ancient treasures given to her by Zhou Yuan to incinerate the approaching birds and sea beasts, giving Marquis Nanlong and Ancestor Linghu a chance to catch their breath.

Xueye's swordsmanship is fierce, with icy sword energy targeting the vital points of demonic beasts. He is also skilled in array support, and occasionally takes action to reinforce the nodes of the restrictive formations that are on the verge of breaking.

The fierce wind swept through, scattering large numbers of birds.

Lei Zhen harnessed lightning to blast away the cunning sea monster that tried to approach from the seabed.

The Earth-Splitting Turtle, the Shadow Python, and the Sea Rhinoceros Beast each displayed their unique abilities, some lifting earthen walls to block the way, others ambushing and killing high-level demonic beasts from the shadows, and still others directly confronting the giant beasts that were attacking the formation.

It was thanks to their flexible support that the three lines of defense were able to barely hold on against the fierce onslaught of the beast tide and never collapse.

But everyone knew that this was just the beginning.

There were simply too many demonic beasts, and their magical power and array energy were being continuously depleted.

If you keep it for a long time, you will lose it.

At this extremely tense moment, Zhou Yuan's figure suddenly appeared on the south side, where the battle was most intense!

"Zhou Lang!"

Yuan Yao, who was assisting Linghu Patriarch in temporarily blocking a wave of sea beasts with an ice wall, lit up when she saw Zhou Yuan appear.

Zhou Yuan nodded slightly to her, his gaze sweeping over the beast tide that surged forward like a black tidal wave, interspersed with several enormous and ferocious sea beasts the size of small mountains, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Instead of unleashing "Heavenly Fire," he formed hand seals and chanted incantations.

Thousand Swords Technique—Awaken!

"Clang clang clang clang—!!!"

The sword's cry, piercing the sky, resounded loudly!

Centered on Zhou Yuan, the area within a radius of several thousand feet was instantly filled with countless dazzling golden sword lights!

Those sword lights were so solid they were almost tangible, and their sharpness was unparalleled. As for their number, there were far more than ten thousand.

But this is just the beginning.

"Rise again!"

"rise!"

"rise!"

Zhou Yuan shouted repeatedly, his hands flashing with lightning-fast hand gestures.

With each low shout, a new sea of ​​golden sword light, numbering in the tens of thousands, condensed and took shape, joining the already dazzling ocean of sword light!

Once! Twice! Three times! — Ten times! Twenty times! Thirty times!

Before the incredulous eyes of Yuan Yao, Linghu Patriarch, and all the nearby cultivators and demon beasts, Zhou Yuan actually unleashed the "Ten Thousand Swords Technique" more than thirty times in just a few breaths! Each time was the complete version, and each time it condensed tens of thousands of solid sword lights!

Three hundred thousand!

No, it was more than 400,000 golden sword lights, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun, suspended above the sky and the ground in front of Zhou Yuan!

The sword energy soared into the sky, dispersing much of the demonic energy within a radius of dozens of miles!

The terrifying sharpness caused the surging beast tide ahead to pause.

Many low-level demonic beasts instinctively felt a fatal fear and let out uneasy roars.

"go."

Zhou Yuan uttered a single word, then pointed his right hand towards the densest part of the beast tide ahead.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—!!!"

In an instant, ten thousand swords were unleashed! No, hundreds of thousands of swords were unleashed at once!

A torrent of golden sword light, like a bursting dam or collapsing metal stars, poured down on the beast tide with terrifying destructive power!

Where the sword light passed, countless fine black cracks were cut into the air, and the seawater was parted by the invisible sword energy, revealing a deep trench!

"Puff puff puff puff—!!!"

The sound of sharp blades cutting through flesh, carapace, and bones was as dense as a downpour pounding on banana leaves, yet it was also more muffled and more teeth-grinding!

Those level-skinned, mountain-sized seventh-level sea beasts at the forefront had their protective demonic aura torn apart like paper under the barrage of hundreds of thousands of condensed sword lights. Their tough skin, thick carapace, and sturdy bones were easily pierced, cut, and dismembered!

The massive body was instantly riddled with bullets, or cut into countless pieces by the crisscrossing sword light!

Dark green demonic blood gushed forth like a fountain, staining large areas of the sea with an eerie color.

The lower and middle-level sea beasts that followed fell like harvested wheat, turning into blood mist and flesh in the sword light!

With a single strike, a large portion of the sea monster horde within a radius of several miles in front of Zhou Yuan was completely wiped out!

The ground was littered with severed limbs and fragments of internal organs, and the stench of blood was so strong it was almost unbearable!

"This—this—"

Linghu Laozu was stunned, and even forgot to maintain the formation.

Yuan Yao also covered her mouth and gasped softly, her beautiful eyes sparkling with admiration.

She knew Zhou Lang was strong, but to be this strong—to unleash hundreds of thousands of swords simultaneously and clear out a beast tide stretching for miles—was far beyond her imagination.

Zhou Yuan didn't linger, nor did he even glance at the horrific battlefield. His figure flashed with lightning again, and he disappeared from the south.

The next moment, he appeared in the west, above the raging swarm of birds that the Marquis of Nanlong was struggling to maintain.

It was the same dazzling series of spells, the same dozens of "Ten Thousand Swords Techniques" stacked together, and a destructive torrent composed of more than 400,000 golden sword lights swept across the sky!

The sky-covering "bird cloud" was forcibly torn open with several huge gaps, and countless birds fell from the sky like dumplings being dropped into a pot, clearing the sky!

The pressure on the Marquis of Nanlong was greatly reduced, and his gaze towards Zhou Yuan was filled with shock and gratitude.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Yuan appeared in the north, above the sky where the Heavenly Hatred Old Monster and the Flood Dragon Sea Beast were engaged in fierce battle.

The terrifying torrent of sword light continued to descend, engulfing and annihilating several ferocious level-seven demonic beasts and a large number of sea beasts in the surrounding area!

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the Old Monster of Heavenly Hatred activated the Heavenly Fiend Golden Wheel, cutting the sea beast tide rushing in from the other side in half.

Zhou Yuan's figure, like a tireless war machine, or a god of destruction who controls thunder and sword energy, rushed at high speed between the four defensive lines of Biling Island, constantly flashing.

Each appearance was accompanied by a devastating attack consisting of hundreds of thousands of sword lights covering an area of ​​dozens of miles, which interrupted and crushed the most ferocious and dense charge of the beast tide!

He single-handedly reversed the precarious situation on all four sides of the defense!

With his almost limitless magical power, he unleashed powerful area-of-effect spells as if they were free.

Heavenly fire burns the sea, ten thousand swords slay demons—

Centered on the two main mountain peaks where he was located, the land within dozens of miles around had been transformed into a true hell on earth!

Lava flowed, scorched earth covered the ground, corpses piled up like mountains, blood flowed like rivers, and demonic souls wailed!

The number of various monsters that have died at his hands has exceeded 100,000!

Moreover, this number is still climbing with each of his ruthless and efficient victories!

"How could this happen?!"

"This—this isn't a contest of magic! This is a massacre! A crushing defeat!"

"Is his magic borrowed?! How long has it been?! How can he still cast such powerful spells?!"

"Monster! He's a monster!"

The demons who had transformed and were overseeing the battle from afar had long lost their initial arrogance and sneers. Their faces were ashen, and their eyes were filled with disbelief, terror, and helplessness.

The millions of beasts that they were so proud of, which they thought could easily overwhelm Biling Island, appeared so fragile and so vulnerable in front of that human cultivator!

The beast tide not only failed to deplete the enemy's strength, but instead became the straw that allowed the enemy to reap the rewards and accumulate bloodshed!

If this continues, even if all the monsters within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles were filled in.

I doubt we can outlast that monster!

The Azure Feathered Roc's face was so gloomy it was almost dripping ink.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, drawing blood.

What Zhou Yuan was displaying at this moment was a terrifying endurance and lethality that was completely beyond his comprehension.

This can no longer be explained by "overpowered strength"; it simply goes against the natural order and common sense!

Faced with such a "monster", even if he takes action personally, what can he do?

The lesson from last time is still fresh in our minds!

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

The Azure Feathered Roc roared madly in its heart, yet felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Unable to win in a direct confrontation, and unable to withstand the beast tide—is this revenge war, launched with the full strength of the three races, destined to end in another crushing defeat?

The Feather Clan's reputation will be completely ruined!

Just then, an eighth-level demon cultivator from the Feathered Clan hurriedly flew over, landing in front of the Azure Feathered Roc. He transformed into human form and respectfully reported, "Clan Chief, there are—human cultivators from outside the island claiming to be from the 'Reverse Star Alliance' requesting an audience. They say they have important matters to discuss and may be able to help our clan defeat our enemy."

"The Reverse Star Alliance?"

The Azure Feathered Roc frowned, a hint of annoyance and wariness flashing in its eyes. What were these traitorous organizations from within the human race doing here at this time?

Are you watching to see a joke? Or are you trying to get a bargain?

"Get them out of here! I have no time for these cowardly, scheming rats!"

The Azure Feathered Roc was in a fit of anger and shouted coldly without thinking.

"Clan leader, they—they are led by two mid-Nascent Soul cultivators, and there are three early-Nascent Soul cultivators. They are quite respectful and say—they are here to help us sincerely."

The demon cultivator added, forcing himself to speak.

"Oh? Five Nascent Soul cultivators?"

The Azure Feathered Roc's heart stirred slightly.

Five Nascent Soul cultivators are a formidable force, especially in this stalemate.

He suppressed his irritation and disdain, and said coldly, "Bring them here. I want to see what tricks these Reverse Star Alliance members can pull."

"yes!"

Before long, led by the winged demon cultivator, the five human cultivators' escape lights passed through the outer beast tide and arrived at the dark clouds where the Azure Feather Spirit Roc and the others were.

The light faded, revealing five figures. The two leading figures possessed a deep and imposing aura, both clearly at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

One of them was an old man dressed in a purple robe, with a clear face and deep eyes.

The other person was a middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe, with a dignified face and a short beard.

If Zhou Yuan were here, he would recognize at a glance that this middle-aged man was none other than Wan Tianming, whom he had met once in the Void Heaven Palace, who came from the righteous path, later joined the Reverse Star Alliance, and had become one of its core high-ranking members!

The old man beside him exuded a sinister aura, suggesting he was a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator from the demonic path.

The other three were two men and one woman, all at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, standing respectfully behind Wan Tianming and the old man.

"Fellow Daoist Bi, I am Wan Tianming from the Reverse Star Alliance, and I have come with my fellow Daoists to pay our respects." Wan Tianming and the old man stepped forward and bowed to Bi Yu Lingpeng.

His attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, yet he gave this level-ten demon plenty of face.

The Azure-Feathered Roc's gaze swept over the five people, lingering especially on Wan Tianming and the old man for a moment. Its tone was indifferent: "The Reverse Star Alliance? Heh, what does your internal strife have to do with my demon race? What brings you here now?"

Wan Tianming put on a smile and said, "Fellow Daoist Bi is wise. My Reverse Star Alliance also has a deep-seated hatred for Zhou Yuan, who occupies Biling Island."

This person impersonated an elder of our alliance, committing heinous crimes. Not long ago, he brutally murdered four Nascent Soul cultivators and over ten Core Formation elites. This is an irreconcilable enmity!

"Today, seeing you leading your demon warriors to besiege this fiend, our Reverse Star Alliance is willing to contribute our meager strength to join forces with you to eliminate this fiend and divide the island's resources! What do you say, fellow Daoist?"

He stated his purpose directly, pointed out his grudge against Zhou Yuan, and offered a cooperation as bait.

Upon hearing this, the Azure Feathered Roc's eyes flashed with a hint of mockery, and it sneered, "Give me a hand? Just the five of you? If your two leaders of the Reverse Star Alliance, Wan Sangu and the Six Paths Supreme Saint, were to come in person, perhaps I would give them a second glance. As for you—humph!"

"When it comes to breaking formations and attacking fortified positions, you human cultivators may have some tricks up your sleeve, but facing the tortoise shell set up by Zhou Yuan, and his unpredictable strength, are your few men even enough to fill a gap between your teeth?"

His disdain was undisguised. Clearly, in his view, the five people sent by the Reverse Star Alliance, like the Flood Dragon Clan and the Sea King Clan, were just going through the motions, trying to get something for nothing.

Wan Tianming's smile froze, a flash of anger crossing his eyes. However, faced with the oppressive aura of a level ten demon cultivator, he dared not retaliate and could only force a smile, saying, "Fellow Daoist, you jest. Our two alliance leaders are indeed preoccupied with important matters and cannot come in person for the time being. However, the two alliance leaders are already aware of what has happened here and are determined to kill Zhou Yuan as soon as possible. Once they have finished their business, they will definitely come in person to discuss our plans with you. At that time, with the combined strength of our two sides, even if Zhou Yuan has three heads and six arms, he will have no chance of survival."

"At present, although the five of us are weak, we have quite a bit of knowledge about formations and restrictions. Perhaps we can help you find the weak point of the island's protective formation as soon as possible and reduce the casualties of our men."

His words were partly an explanation, partly a promise, and at the same time, they highlighted the value of his side in breaking the formation.

However, after hearing this, the anger in Biyu Lingpeng's heart did not subside, but instead burned even more fiercely!

It's the same old routine again!

The Golden Dragon King and the Handsome King were like this, and now the Reverse Star Alliance is the same!

They all said "I'll be there soon" and "I'll definitely come," but in reality, they were all plotting to make the Feather Clan the scapegoat and have them fight Zhou Yuan to the death so that they could reap the benefits!

If they succeed, they come out to share the spoils; if they fail, they are unscathed!

"You bastard!"

The Azure Feathered Roc could no longer contain itself and let out a fierce roar. The terrifying pressure of a level ten demon cultivator erupted, causing the surrounding dark clouds to churn violently!

"Get out of my sight! Why should I, a mere wretch, need to interfere with my actions or try to manipulate me?! Before I change my mind, disappear from my sight immediately! Otherwise, don't blame me for using your heads to sacrifice to my Feather Clan's battle flag!"

His voice boomed like thunder, filled with violence and murderous intent; he was clearly enraged.

The sudden pressure caused Wan Tianming and his four companions to suffer a shock to their blood and qi, forcing them to retreat repeatedly, their faces turning deathly pale.

They hadn't expected the Azure Feathered Roc to have such a violent temper, turning on them so easily.

"Fellow Daoist Bi, please calm down! We have absolutely no intention of taking advantage of you; we are sincerely seeking cooperation—"

The old man still wanted to argue.

"roll!"

The Azure Feathered Roc paid no heed. With a sudden flap of its emerald wings, an incomparably sharp emerald wind blade slashed through the air, grazing the old man's nose and tearing a huge gap in the dark clouds behind it!

Wan Tianming and his four companions were so terrified that they dared not utter another word. They hastily transformed into streaks of light and fled back the way they came without looking back, fearing that if they were even a step too slow, they would be torn to shreds by the enraged level ten demon cultivator.

Watching the five members of the Reverse Star Alliance flee in disarray, Bi Yu Ling Peng's chest heaved violently, his eyes brimming with killing intent and pent-up frustration.

He looked up at the golden sword light and crimson sea of ​​fire that were still shining in all directions and reaping the lives of demonic beasts in the distance. The sense of powerlessness and rage in his heart almost drove him mad.

"Send the order! Continue the attack! Regardless of the cost! Unleash all the beasts! I refuse to believe that millions, even tens of millions, can't subdue this tiny Azure Spirit Island! We'll wear them down, we'll wear them down!"

With a ferocious expression, the Azure Feathered Roc issued an almost hysterical command to the surrounding, trembling, transformed demons.

The great battle, under the relentless and frenzied commands of the Azure Feather Spirit Roc, lasted for three days and three nights.

The beast tide seemed truly endless; one wave fell, and another surged forth.

Corpses piled up.

The stench of blood permeated the air for miles around.

This attracted even more bloodthirsty sea creatures, making the battlefield even more chaotic.

The three—Tianhen Old Monster, Nanlong Marquis, and Linghu Old Ancestor—have long lost their initial ferocity.

Their magical power was greatly depleted, so they had to take turns retreating back to the core formation and use spirit stones and pills to seize every opportunity to recover their magical power.

Exhaustion was etched on everyone's face.

The mobile forces such as Yuan Yao, Xue Ye, and the Gale Beast have already been greatly depleted.

Only Zhou Yuan.

He remained like a tireless, all-powerful war machine, always active in the most dangerous and fiercest places on the defensive line.

Heavenly Fire, Myriad Swords, Thunder Magic, Wind Blades—all sorts of powerful spells were used with ease, reaping the lives of demonic beasts with precision and efficiency.

His black robe was already soaked in demon blood, but it was quickly evaporated by the high temperature and sword energy.

His gaze remained chillingly calm and cold throughout, as if the blood-soaked, hellish scene before him was nothing more than a common sight.

After three days and three nights of relentless, high-intensity fighting, the number of various monsters that died at his hands had already exceeded one million.

The number of casualties he caused alone was many times greater than all the other people on the island combined!

The area within dozens of miles of Biling Island has been completely transformed into a forbidden zone for life and a graveyard for the dead.

The land was scorched black, and the air was thick with the scent of death and destruction.

After paying an unimaginable heavy price, the beast tide's offensive finally showed signs of fatigue.

It wasn't that all the demonic beasts died, but rather that the overwhelming sense of hopelessness and suicidal attack instilled fear and resistance in many low-level demonic beasts.

Even with the encouragement of high-level demon cultivators, their charge slowed down and became much more chaotic.

The Azure Feathered Roc gazed at Zhou Yuan's still-standing figure, like a demon god, and at the Azure Spirit Island, which it had been attacking for a long time without success and which had suffered heavy casualties. It almost ground its steel teeth to powder, and its eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes and unwillingness, but even more so, a deep sense of powerlessness and fear.

This human being—

What kind of monster is it?!