Chapter 1122 - 459: Wind Demon King

Chapter 1122: Chapter 459: Wind Demon King

Wu Chang glanced at the demons emerging from Gourd Mountain, their sheer numbers blotting out the sky, numbering at least eight hundred, if not a thousand.

However, the vast majority of these demons only equaled second-rate human cultivators, with fewer than one in ten possessing the prowess of top-tier cultivators.

Demons achieving Grandmaster Level as Demon Guards and Great Grandmaster Level as Demon Generals were exceedingly rare, totaling scarcely a handful.

No wonder his inspiration had alerted him to issues at Gourd Mountain without forewarning him of danger.

Compared to the demons ambushing them, Wu Chang was more intrigued by Gourd Mountain itself.

To craft this ambush, the Wind Demon King had actually pulled the black winds from his domain into the mountain’s belly, revealing Gourd Mountain to be not only gourd-shaped but also a magical treasure capable of harnessing wind.

Yet it’s unclear if this ability to collect and release wind stemmed from Gourd Mountain or the Wind Demon King’s own powers.

As the leader of this operation, Wu Chang himself spoke sternly:

"Maintain formation, do not panic; fight and retreat along the path, beware of leaving your backs to the demons!"

Then, looking towards True Self, he added:

"Since Lord Peace brought the Celestial Beings here, I’m unfamiliar with your abilities. Lord Peace, please assist in directing your forces."

True Self acknowledged with a nod and began assigning roles.

Excluding Leng Shan and Sword Star, whose Blessing status had faded, he called upon Divine Tongue, Killing Intent Fluctuation, Ma Jia, and Earth Puppet to act, while the others waited on standby.

The scout, Shadow, was not called upon, for its Blessing status was vital.

Negotiation Master and others weren’t deployed due to their inadequate power, unable to challenge Demon Generals, and would merely distract Wu Chang instead of engaging minor foes.

Wu Chang True Self briefly allocated each person’s duties, then formed a triangular formation, retreating gradually while watching the charging demons closely.

In formation, Wu Chang and True Self secured each corner, An Rong another, with the rest at the center, ready to respond.

As they solidified the formation, the horde from Gourd Mountain plunged into battle.

The Wind Demon King, akin to the Earth Demon King, born as an exotic beast, morphs into a demon by absorbing demon qi; those entering Gourd Mountain, gaining regard from the King, were largely exotic beasts.

Leading the charge was a creature as large as a leopard, resembling a fox-ferret hybrid, with blue-tinted yellow fur and feet shrouded in black wind, boasting Demon General strength.

An Rong, naturally accomplished in beast-taming, noted its qualities immediately, exclaiming:

"Beware, that’s a Wind Shadow Beast; its coat is resilient against water and fire, impervious to blades or arrows—even Thunder Techniques struggle against it, while its claws and fangs can effortlessly rend magical garments and armor."

"It thrives on close-quarters combat due to its fur. Avoid entanglement. Only Earth Qi and blunt tools terrify it; Earth Puppet has the perfect counter to its prowess."

Earth Puppet, ready to wield her ability, was halted by True Self grasping her shoulder.

Earth Puppet paused, yet before she inquired, True Self unleashed a spatial domain, left hand seizing at the Wind Shadow Beast from afar.

Despite its speed, the Wind Shadow Beast fell prey to spatial constraint; its Demon General-level root source power paled against Wu Chang’s Lord-level spatial root source power, freezing it mid-air.

True Self yanked down, coercing the Wind Shadow Beast into an accelerating dash towards him, right fist lurking with power by his side, aiming a decisive blow.

Unable to dodge, the Wind Shadow Beast opted for a mutual strike, swinging its claws toward Wu Chang’s fist.

True Self’s attack was swift, the spatial power taking instant effect, leaving An Rong no time to intervene, only shouting: "Don’t let it grab you!"

With Wind Shadow Beast advancing too rapidly, there was no time to detail; its claws and fangs could penetrate spiritual qi, tearing through clothing and armor in moments, rendering them mundane and incapable of fending off Great Grandmaster-level demon beast claws.

If heavenly beings tried to withstand its claws by relying solely on protective cultivation techniques, they’d risk an arm or worse, face immediate fatality.

Alarmed, An Rong thrust his Fangtian Halberd ahead of True Self’s fist, hoping to launch the beast away before its claws secured a grip.

In a flash, before his halberd arrived, True Self’s fist collided with the Wind Shadow Beast.

Bang!

Tear~

A resounding crash mingled with the sharp sound of skin shredding.

An Rong’s face twitched slightly, imagining the gruesome plight of the Celestial Being named Peace. Yet in the next instant, he realized the impact and tearing sounds emanated from the Wind Shadow Beast instead.

The shredding came as the beast failed to absorb Peace’s full punch, fist force piercing from belly to dorsal, tearing its back’s skin apart; the flesh inside reduced to pulp by the impact, spewing through the torn skin.

An Rong held his breath, astonished that this beast, known for its fur defense against Great Grandmaster-level threats like mystical water, fire, and weapons, saw its flesh and skin shattered.

He recalled his prior assertion about blunt tools affecting it by shaking it to death—not shattering its protective fur.

He could scarcely fathom the titanic strength behind Peace’s punch.

Absorbed in shock, he forgot having just stabbed his halberd at the beast, hoping to aid Peace.