At the same time, Ci Sang was also unleashing a forbidden demon technique, attempting to perish together with the Black Tortoise divine beast. However, the Black Tortoise's defensive power was something that even Elder Guangdu had been unable to break through—let alone a mere half-god-level Shadow Demon cultivator. Ci Sang's forbidden technique had barely manifested before it was swept away by the Black Tortoise's Corpse Accumulation Qi.
And at that moment, the Piercing Wind Demon God had indeed managed to find a sliver of space. His dharma body flickered, transforming into a blurry shadow that shot skyward.
But the Vermilion Bird divine beast had been waiting there for quite some time.
A strange smile tugged at the corner of its beak as it locked eyes with the Piercing Wind Demon God.
To its surprise, a similarly eerie smile appeared on the Piercing Wind Demon God's lips. His dharma body shook, and his entire form seemed to shed countless lice—those strange little dots instantly transformed into innumerable shadows. In the blink of an eye, the myriad shadows detonated outward, scattering in every direction.
The Shadow Demon clan's Phantom Clone technique!
Not even the Vermilion Bird divine beast had anticipated this move.
Jiang Chen made his decision in an instant, barking, "You've come this far—do you really think you can still flee?"
He once again activated the Great Glazed Light Lamp. Though he had yet to fully refine it, the treasure's innate power was already astonishing.
The lamp blazed forth like a blazing sun, radiating even more piercing rays of light.
No matter how fast the Piercing Wind Demon God was, he could not surpass the speed of light. The Great Glazed Light could spread across ten thousand li in the span of a single flash.
The instant the Great Glazed Light flickered, the Piercing Wind Demon God was forced back into his true form, his dharma body glaringly visible in the void. He desperately wished to transform into a mote of dust—but how could he manage that?
Having been toyed with by the Phantom Clones, the Vermilion Bird divine beast flew into a rage of embarrassment. It let out a long, piercing cry as the terrifying Heavenly Fire of the Origin Pearl surged once more, rolling up wave after wave of flames that completely sealed off the Piercing Wind Demon God's escape route.
"Let's see where you run now!"
The Piercing Wind Demon God, seeing his path blocked, began to panic and desperately changed direction, attempting to flee. But the Heavenly Fire of the Origin Pearl was no ordinary Divine Ability—it was endlessly versatile and utterly bizarre.
By the time he turned, he found that heavenly fire was already rolling in this direction as well.
In an instant, the Piercing Wind Demon God was like a cornered beast, darting wildly in every direction. But no matter how he scrambled, he could not outrun the flames.
Jiang Chen hovered high above, his Evil Golden Eye shooting downward, instantly locking onto the Piercing Wind Demon God.
Jiang Chen's cultivation was already superior to the Piercing Wind Demon God's, and his divine sense was incomparably more powerful. The moment the Evil Golden Eye's beam struck, the Piercing Wind Demon God's entire body shuddered, his consciousness as if sealed by some mysterious force, trembling without cease.
Just then, another true spirit surged forth roaring from the void—it was none other than the Grand Fortune White Tiger, who had yet to enter the fray. The Grand Fortune White Tiger was still one step away from breaking through to the divine path and lacked the ability to directly engage a Shadow Demon cultivator head-on. But in terms of sheer frontal combat prowess, the Grand Fortune White Tiger was in no way inferior to any Shadow Demon cultivator.
The Grand Fortune White Tiger howled as it charged toward the Piercing Wind Demon God.
Jiang Chen saw this and immediately shouted, "Xiao Bai, don't be rash—this one is mine."
If it had been the Vermilion Bird or any of the others who spoke, Xiao Bai would not have listened and would have charged straight in to finish off the Piercing Wind Demon God.
But when Jiang Chen spoke, whether it was Xiao Bai or any of the other true spirits, they had to obey.
Xiao Bai reluctantly halted its steps, looking crestfallen. "Chen Shao, everyone else has already scored a kill except me. That's no fun at all."
Jiang Chen chuckled. "There's no rush. This war against the demon race is only the appetizer. What's there to be impatient about?"