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Chapter 315 The Beast Tide Repelled! A Battle Shakes the Star Sea! The Golden Flood Dragon King, Feared by All Six Paths!

"Chieftain! Something terrible has happened!"

About five hundred miles away from the core peak of Biling Island, an eighth-level demon cultivator with gray fleshy wings on his back and an ugly face flew in a panic to the face of the livid Biyu Lingpeng.

He reported this in a trembling voice.

"explain!"

The Azure Feathered Roc's heart sank, and it shouted sharply.

"We—the beast tide we forcibly propelled—have begun to collapse on a massive scale!"

The bald demon's face was filled with fear and helplessness.

"In that area—that area guarded by human cultivators—far too many demonic beasts have died! They've piled up like mountains, and their blood has flowed like a sea!"

The overwhelming aura of ferocity, death, and resentment had coalesced into a tangible, desolate wasteland! Many demonic beasts instinctively felt an overwhelming fear—

"They refuse to charge forward anymore. Now, the demonic beasts in front are desperately trying to escape, while the demonic beasts outside are being forced to continue charging in by the high-level demonic cultivators. It's complete chaos—"

"Trampling and biting each other—it's simply impossible to conquer this island with a beast tide!"

He pointed towards Biling Island, where the edge of the beast tide, which had been surging like a black tide, was beginning to show obvious chaos and backflow.

Many demonic beasts turned around, letting out terrified cries, and fled desperately away from the island, ignoring the pressure and urging of the high-level demonic cultivators behind them.

Meanwhile, the charging monsters collided with their fleeing counterparts, causing even greater chaos.

The momentum of the beast tide has completely collapsed.

The Azure Feathered Roc stared intently at the chaotic battlefield, then looked towards Zhou Yuan in the distance. His chest heaved violently, his steel teeth almost grinding to powder, and his eyes were filled with endless anger, resentment, and a trace of dejection that even he himself was unwilling to admit.

"Damn it—damn it!"

He was screaming wildly inside.

This massive war of revenge, which cost the lives of millions of demon beasts and mobilized the power of the Feather Clan, the Sea Clan, and the Flood Dragon Clan, ended in such a tragic way!

Even before they could truly touch the opponent's core formation, Zhou Yuan alone, with almost "cheating" methods, managed to force the beast tide to collapse!

The Feathered Clan has utterly lost face this time! One can imagine that when the news reaches the Sea Clan, the Azure Feathered Roc, and indeed the entire Feathered Clan, will become a laughingstock among the Demon Clan!

However, anger is anger, and resentment is resentment.

As a level ten demon who has lived for tens of thousands of years, he still possesses basic rationality and the ability to assess situations.

The beast tide has collapsed, and we have lost our greatest weapon of consumption.

Zhou Yuan, after three days and three nights of intense fighting and killing millions of demonic beasts, remained calm and composed, his magical power seemingly inexhaustible!

This in itself exudes an unparalleled sense of eeriness and terror.

In our last encounter, I nearly died from his strange spiritual attacks and sharp flying swords.

The other party is now in good condition, while I have recovered, but the injuries from last time and the aftereffects of using the substitution technique have not been completely eliminated.

If I were to personally step forward now, the outcome would likely be no better than last time.

Even worse—last time there were scapegoat puppets, but not this time!

As for being laughed at by the Golden Dragon King, the Suanni King, or even those rats in the Reverse Star Alliance—let them laugh!

It's better than actually losing your life here!

Where there is life, there is hope.

This grudge can only be settled another day.

A thousand thoughts raced through his mind, and finally, all his anger and resentment turned into a long sigh filled with frustration and helplessness.

The Azure Feathered Roc slowly closed its eyes, then suddenly opened them again, its eyes filled with coldness and determination.

"Pass on the order—"

His voice was slightly hoarse, but it left no room for argument: "All humanoid race members, immediately leave the battlefield, assemble, and prepare for—retreat."

"The clan leader?!"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding winged demons who had transformed into human form were all startled.

Although they could see that the situation was unfavorable, they did not expect the chieftain to give up so decisively.

"Didn't you hear my order?" The Azure-Feathered Roc's gaze swept over the demons like a knife. "The beast tide has collapsed; the situation is hopeless. Continuing the assault will only increase casualties. Execute immediately!"

"Yes—yes!"

The demons dared not say another word, and quickly accepted the order, dispersing to convey the retreat order to the winged demon cultivators who were still lingering on the edge of the battlefield or driving the chaotic beast tide through secret methods.

As the order was given, the winged demons that had been hiding behind the beast tide or hovering in the sky revealed themselves, transforming into streaks of demonic light of various colors. Without looking back, they sped off in the opposite direction from Biling Island, quickly disappearing into the distant horizon.

Their departure was like the removal of the last thread of support. The already chaotic and disintegrating beast tide completely lost control. Millions of surviving monsters let out cries of relief and fled madly towards the open sea, making the scene even more chaotic.

"Brother Zhou, look! The beast tide—the beast tide seems to be dissipating! The auras of those transformed demon cultivators are also rapidly receding!"

Near the main peak of Biling Island, Xueye, who had just repelled a wave of sporadic flying birds, keenly sensed the change in the battlefield situation. Her beautiful eyes lit up, and she spoke to Zhou Yuan beside her.

After several days of intense fighting, her pretty face was slightly pale, but her eyes remained clear and sharp.

"Yes, I noticed."

Zhou Yuan nodded slightly, his expression calm, as if everything was within his expectations.

His powerful divine sense had long since covered all directions like a net, so the retreat of those transformed demon cultivators could not be hidden from him.

"The demon race is trying to run away."

"Great! We won! We held on!"

Not far away, Tianhen Old Monster, Nanlong Marquis, and Linghu Ancestor, who were making the most of their time to recover, also sensed the change, and their faces simultaneously revealed expressions of ecstasy and relief.

After three consecutive days of intense defense and fighting, they were almost at their limit, their magic power depleted and their spirits exhausted.

Seeing the beast tide collapse and the powerful enemy retreat, the tension suddenly eased, and I almost felt exhausted.

"Finally—we held on."

Old Monster Tianhen wiped the blood off his face and let out a long sigh of relief.

Marquis Nanlong and Old Ancestor Linghu exchanged a wry smile, both able to see the relief and lingering fear in each other's eyes.

If it weren't for Senior Brother Zhou Yuan, this "monster," who withstood most of the pressure and single-handedly slaughtered millions of demonic beasts, completely crushing the morale and organization of the beast tide.

They alone would probably have been overwhelmed by this endless sea of ​​beasts long ago.

"It's not over yet." Zhou Yuan's voice suddenly rang out, calm yet carrying an undeniable decisiveness, instantly dispelling the relaxation that had just arisen in the three of them.

"It's not over yet?" Old Monster Tianhen was taken aback, then a glint of light flashed in his eyes. "Senior Brother means—to press the attack while the momentum is on?"

Marquis Nanlong and Ancestor Linghu also looked at Zhou Yuan, their faces showing interest, but then they frowned.

While pressing the attack after a victory is certainly satisfying, our own team is in a really bad state.

The three of them, Tianhen, had very little magic power left and were all injured.

Yuan Yao, Xue Ye, and Lie Feng Shou were also at their last gasp.

Moreover, although the demon race has retreated, there are still quite a few transformed great demons, including a level ten being like the Azure Feather Spirit Roc. If pushed too far, they may launch a counterattack, and the outcome is still uncertain.

"Pursue? No."

Zhou Yuan slowly shook his head, looking towards the eastern horizon where a blue demonic light was rushing towards the depths of the outer sea, mixed among the dissipating beast tide and retreating demon cultivators. Its speed was not the fastest, but it was quite well concealed.

"Don't pursue a cornered enemy, and we're not in good shape. However—"

He paused, a cold smile curving his lips: "Capturing a lone individual and getting some information out of them is still possible."

Before he finished speaking, the Wind and Thunder Wings behind him suddenly shone with a bright blue light, and fine golden lightning leaped around them.

"Crackling sound"

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A crisp clap of thunder resounded, and Zhou Yuan's figure vanished from his spot, leaving only a faint golden streak of lightning in the air.

The next moment, he appeared hundreds of feet away in the sky. After determining the direction, he transformed into a golden-blue rainbow and chased after the retreating blue demonic light in the east!

Its speed far exceeded that of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, let alone the fleeing shapeshifting demon cultivators.

"Zhou Lang!"

"Brother Zhou!"

Upon seeing this, Yuan Yao and Xue Ye couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, their eyes filled with worry.

But they knew that once Zhou Yuan made a decision, no one could change it, and they believed that he knew what he was doing.

The three, including Tianhen Laoguai, exchanged glances, all seeing shock in each other's eyes.

Senior brother, are you going to go and hunt down a transformed demon all by yourself?

Zhou Yuan's divine sense, like the most precise chain, was already firmly locked onto the figure four hundred miles ahead, the one with a pair of azure wings on its back...

It was on the transformed great demon who was desperately flapping its wings to escape.

This demon's cultivation level is at the late stage of level eight. Its true form should be a blue seabird that excels in speed. It is not the strongest among the retreating demon cultivators, but it is quite fast. Moreover, it seems to be traveling separately from the Azure Feather Spirit Roc, and is fleeing alone in a slightly easterly direction, putting a considerable distance between itself and the other demon cultivators.

"It's you."

Zhou Yuan's gaze was icy. He activated his Wind and Thunder Wings at full power and frequently used the Thunder Escape Technique. Each flash of lightning covered a distance of more than two hundred feet, and the distance between him and the blue demon cultivator was closing at an astonishing speed.

After a stick of incense had burned, Zhou Yuan had caught up to the blue-clad demon cultivator and was less than ten miles behind.

The blue-clad demon cultivator seemed to sense the terrifying aura rapidly approaching from behind, a aura that made his soul tremble. Terrified, he let out a fierce cry, his blue wings shone brightly, and his speed increased once again.

"It's too late to run now."

Zhou Yuan's indifferent voice, like the whisper of death, pierced through space and resounded directly in the Blue Winged Demon's sea of ​​consciousness.

"The Twelve Stabs of the Divine Court!"

The invisible spiritual spikes, striking first despite being delayed, ignored the defenses of the physical body and demonic power, and fiercely pierced into the unsuspecting depths of the Blue Winged Demon's sea of ​​consciousness!

"ah--!"

The Blue-Winged Demon let out an extremely shrill scream, its flight abruptly halted, its wings stiffened, and its eyes instantly lost their luster, leaving only endless pain and chaos.

With Zhou Yuan's current spiritual strength at the sixth level of the Great Evolution Technique, using this secret technique that specializes in attacking the soul, the effect on an unsuspecting and panicked eighth-level demon cultivator was overwhelming.

Just as the Blue Winged Demon God's soul was injured and his body stiffened, Zhou Yuan had already closed in to within a hundred feet behind him.

"cut."

A golden sword aura, refined to its utmost, burst forth from Zhou Yuan's fingertips, swift as lightning, and swept across the Blue Winged Demon's neck.

"Pfft!"

A bird's head, covered in blue feathers and bearing an expression of terror and pain, shot into the sky! Demonic blood gushed forth!

Immediately afterwards, a pale blue, panicked demonic soul hurriedly emerged from the headless corpse, attempting to use some kind of life-saving escape technique to flee.

"ban."

Zhou Yuan raised his hand and made a grasping motion. A large cyan hand, formed entirely from pure magical power, appeared out of thin air. With its five fingers closed, it firmly grasped the blue demon soul in its palm!

The demonic spirit thrashed about inside, emitting a silent, mournful shriek, but it was utterly unable to break free.

Soul search!

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhou Yuan's powerful divine sense, like the finest scalpel, forcefully broke through the blue demon soul's soul power defense, invaded the depths of its memory, and began to brutally search and peruse the information it wanted.

Information regarding the location of the Azure Feathered Roc's lair, the distribution of the Feathered Clan's influence in this sea area, possible secret strongholds, and the methods of communication with high-ranking members of the Demon Clan such as the Golden Flood Dragon King and the Steed King, etc.

The soul-searching process was accompanied by the extremely mournful wails of the demon souls, but Zhou Yuan would not show any pity for these demons who dared to invade Biling Island and cause countless killings.

A moment later, Zhou Yuan withdrew his divine sense. The blue demon soul in his palm had dimmed, its soul power had dissipated by more than half, and it had become dazed and confused.

Zhou Yuan casually put it into the jade bottle.

In the future, it will be great whether you want to fuse spirits with those around you or refine spirit-summoning talismans!

"Azure Feathered Roc — Azure Feather Island of the Feathered Clan — Excellent."

Zhou Yuan's eyes flashed with a chilling light, his killing intent surging like a tide. "For the long-term stability of Biling Island, and to deter those evil spirits who still harbor ill intentions—we must use you as an example!"

He had already learned the exact location of the Azure Feather Spirit Roc's lair, "Azure Feather Island," from the memories of the demon soul, as well as the approximate defensive forces on the island. A clear and ruthless plan quickly took shape in his mind.

After dealing with the aftermath of the battle on Biling Island and stabilizing the defenses, he will personally visit Biyu Island!

If we can kill or severely injure the Azure Feather Spirit Roc in one fell swoop, or even destroy its lair, it will surely cause a tremendous shock among the Chaotic Star Sea Demon Clan!

When that time comes, whether it's the Golden Flood Dragon King, the Steed King, or the Reverse Star Alliance, if they still want to make a move on Biling Island, they'll have to think twice about whether they can withstand the wrath of a powerful figure who can kill a level ten demon and has an extremely strong desire for revenge!

Meanwhile, over a seemingly calm sea about two thousand miles away from Biling Island.

The space distorted slightly, and three figures silently appeared.

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The man in the center, dressed in a magnificent golden robe, had a dignified face and appeared to be about forty years old. His features were sharply defined, exuding the authority of a superior.

He had no demonic characteristics and was no different from a human, but his eyes, which occasionally flashed with golden light in their vertical pupils, and the vast aura that emanated from his body and caused the surrounding space to fluctuate slightly, all indicated his non-human identity and terrifying strength. He was the leader of the dragon clan, a level ten great demon, the Golden Dragon King!

To his left is an old man with a huge, dark green tortoise shell on his back, an aged face, and a long white beard. He is the "Ancestor Xuan Turtle," a highly respected figure in the Sea King Clan, and a peak level nine demon who excels in defense.

On the right is a young man dressed in black robes, with a gloomy face and fine black scales on both sides of his cheeks. He is another level nine expert of the Jiaolong clan, the Black Jiaolong.

"The beast tide...it actually receded?"

As the Xuan Turtle Ancestor gazed at the gradually calming chaotic demonic energy and the scattering beasts in the direction of Biling Island in the distance, a hint of surprise flashed in his turbid old eyes.

"Judging from this situation, it doesn't seem like they've captured the island. It's more like—the attack was thwarted, and they were forced to retreat?" The black-skinned youth frowned, his tone uncertain.

The Golden Dragon King did not answer immediately, but stood with his hands behind his back, gazing intently at Biling Island, as if he could see through two thousand miles and witness everything that was happening there.

His expression was calm, but deep in his eyes there was a hint of solemnity and contemplation.

Just then, a slightly disheveled blue light rushed from the direction of Biling Island and arrived in the blink of an eye, transforming into the figure of the Blue Dragon King.

His face was pale and his breath was weak. It was clear that the injuries he had sustained in the battle with Tianhen Old Monster had not yet healed. Now, having experienced the defeat of the beast tide, his mind and spirit were also damaged.

"Uncle!"

When the Blue Dragon King saw the Golden Dragon King, he immediately bowed and paid his respects, his face filled with shame and lingering fear.

"How is the situation?" the Golden Dragon King asked calmly, his voice revealing neither joy nor anger.

The Blue Flood Dragon King dared not conceal anything and recounted the entire process of the battle on Biling Island, especially how Zhou Yuan, single-handedly, unleashed countless powerful spells to slaughter millions of demonic beasts, defeat the beast tide, and force the Azure Feather Spirit Roc to order a retreat. Naturally, he also described with great fear Zhou Yuan's "infinite magical power" and terrifying killing efficiency.

"One person single-handedly slaughtered a million monsters—and held out until the beast tide collapsed?"

After listening to the Blue Dragon King's account, even the Golden Dragon King, with his shrewdness and knowledge, couldn't help but show a moved expression on his face.

The Xuan Turtle Ancestor and the Black Flood Dragon gasped in astonishment, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"Is this person's magical power truly inexhaustible?" the black dragon exclaimed in a low voice.

"It can't be infinite; such a thing doesn't exist in this world." The Xuan Turtle Ancestor stroked his white beard, slowly shaking his head, a glint of light flashing in his cloudy eyes. "But to achieve such a level, there are only two possibilities. First, he possesses some heaven-defying treasure or secret technique that we cannot comprehend, capable of rapidly or even instantly restoring mana. Second—his cultivation is far more than just the superficial mid-Nascent Soul stage!"

The Golden Flood Dragon King nodded slowly and said in a deep voice, "Brother Xuan Turtle is right. This person was able to defeat the Azure Feather Spirit Roc back then, and now he has shown such incredible endurance and lethality—his true strength is probably firmly established at the late Nascent Soul stage, and perhaps—he has even touched the threshold of the Divine Transformation stage. Azure Spirit Island—it seems to be much more troublesome than we expected."

He originally only sent the Blue Dragon King to appease him, while he himself hid in the shadows to observe, plotting to reap the benefits.

It seems that the benefits won't be so easy to reap, and one might even be bitten back by the "fish".

"Uncle, then we—" the Blue Dragon King asked cautiously.

"Let's go back first."

The Golden Flood Dragon King made a decisive decision, his gaze once again turning towards the direction of Azure Spirit Island, his eyes filled with complex emotions. "This matter requires careful consideration. The Azure Feather Spirit Roc suffered a great loss this time, and the Feather Clan's strength has been weakened. The situation in the Chaotic Star Sea may be about to change. Before we understand Zhou Yuan's true strength and reliance, it is not advisable to act rashly."

Having said that, he rolled up his sleeves, and together with the Xuan Turtle Ancestor, the Black Flood Dragon, and the Blue Flood Dragon King, they transformed into a dim golden light, silently merging into the void and disappearing without a trace, as if they had never existed.

At almost the same time, above another high-altitude cloud layer, more than a thousand miles away from where the Golden Dragon King and the others were located.

A man and a woman, two figures, floated silently.

The man was dressed in a black robe embroidered with strange golden runes and dark red patterns on the edges. His face was handsome and effeminate, and he looked middle-aged, but his eyes were as deep as an ancient cold pool, as if they contained endless conspiracy and destruction. His aura was as deep as an abyss. He was none other than one of the leaders of the Reverse Star Alliance and the number one person in the demonic path—the Six Paths Extreme Saint!

His cultivation had already reached the late Nascent Soul stage, making him one of the most powerful beings in the Chaotic Star Sea.

The woman was dressed in simple white, with an exquisite face and an otherworldly temperament, like a fairy who did not eat the food of the mortal world, yet her brows carried an unapproachable and dignified air.

It was none other than the leader of the Reverse Star Alliance, the righteous leader—Wan Sangu!

Its aura was pure and vast, completely opposite to the sinister and eerie aura of the Six Paths Supreme Saint, but equally unfathomable, clearly indicating that it was also a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

These two powerful figures from the Chaotic Star Sea, one representing the righteous and the other the demonic, actually came to the outer sea in person, hiding in the shadows to observe the battle on Biling Island!

Soon, four streaks of light flew in from below. They were Wan Tianming and the other four Nascent Soul cultivators from the Reverse Star Alliance, who had previously been humiliated by the Azure Feather Spirit Roc and fled back in a sorry state.

"Aunt! Senior Liudao!" Wan Tianming hurriedly stepped forward to pay his respects upon seeing the two, his face still pale and shaken.

"No need for formalities. How is the situation?" Wan Sangu's voice was clear and melodious, like the gentle ringing of a jade chime.

Wan Tianming composed himself and gave a detailed report on what he had seen and heard, especially the news of the Azure Feathered Roc's furious refusal to cooperate and the eventual collapse and defeat of the beast tide. He also mentioned Zhou Yuan's astonishing performance.

"The Feathered Clan—they've actually been defeated. Defeated so decisively."

Upon hearing this, Wan Sangu's beautiful face showed a hint of surprise, which quickly turned into contemplation. "It seems that Zhou Yuan has indeed obtained the Void Heaven Palace's supreme treasure, the 'Void Heaven Cauldron'—"

However, I'm very curious: even if the Void Heaven Cauldron is a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure, how could it allow someone to advance to such a level in just a few decades? And possess almost limitless magical power?

She clearly also believed that Zhou Yuan's unusual behavior was related to the "Void Heaven Cauldron".

"The treasure is one thing, but this person himself is probably also extremely well hidden."

The Six Paths Saint spoke slowly, his voice deep and hoarse, with a strange magnetism, "Back then, he impersonated the Extreme Yin and acted in secrecy, so much so that even we failed to detect him in time. Now he has chosen to openly show himself, occupy Biling Island, and confront the demon race head-on—he probably feels that he has grown strong enough to fear nothing."

A hint of apprehension flashed in his eyes.

Zhou Yuan's demonstrated strength and potential have seriously threatened the plans of the Reverse Star Alliance. If he chooses to join forces with the Star Palace, it will be a huge problem for the Reverse Star Alliance.

"Fellow Daoist Liudao, are you worried that this person might collude with the Star Palace and ruin our alliance's important affairs?"

Aunt Wan asked.

"We must be on guard."

The Six Paths Supreme Saint said in a deep voice, "Ling Xiaofeng and Wen Qing of the Star Palace are not easy opponents. If they receive such powerful reinforcements—"

"The situation will be unfavorable to us."

"Then what is your opinion, fellow Daoist?"

Wan Sangu looked at him.

A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the Six Paths Supreme Saint. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "If we can turn enemies into friends, that would be best. With this person's strength, if he could join my Reverse Star Alliance, what worries would there be about the Star Palace's survival?"

"Turning enemies into friends? This—this is almost impossible!" Wan Tianming couldn't help but interject, a bitter smile on his face. "Aunt, Senior Liudao, this person has killed many Nascent Soul cultivators in our alliance, and has a deep-seated grudge against the Reverse Star Alliance. Moreover, judging from his actions, he is domineering and decisive, and is definitely not someone who would willingly be subordinate to others. Trying to recruit him is as difficult as ascending to heaven."

Wan Tianming was telling the truth.

The feud between Zhou Yuan and the Reverse Star Alliance is already a blood feud, with almost no room for reconciliation.

Upon hearing this, the Six Paths Supreme Saint was not angered, but his eyes became even more deep and cold: "If we cannot resolve this grudge—then we will have no choice but to find another way to eliminate this person."

He paused, his voice carrying a rare hint of solemnity: "Otherwise, given the talent and progress this person has displayed, and with a supreme treasure like the Void Heaven Cauldron in hand—given time, he might truly be able to break through the Nascent Soul barrier and become a Nascent Soul!"

"At that time, neither the Star Palace nor my Reverse Star Alliance will have a place to stand in this chaotic star sea! They will all have to bow down and submit, or be wiped out at will!"

Nascent Soul cultivator!

These three words struck Wan Sangu, Wan Tianming, and the others like a heavy hammer, instantly making their faces extremely solemn, even pale.

The Chaotic Star Sea has not seen a Nascent Soul cultivator for far too long.

That was a being who truly transcended the Nascent Soul stage, whose lifespan had increased dramatically, possessed the power to move mountains and overturn seas, and was almost legendary!

If Zhou Yuan truly possesses this potential.

Therefore, we must not treat him merely as a "powerful enemy," but rather—we must exert all our strength to completely crush him before he truly grows up!

Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable!