"What... what is this!"
The warriors’ voices trembled, filled with incredulous shock and fervor as they looked at Yan Song.
One strike, just one strike.
The terrifying Number One Demon Cave, with tens of thousands of demons, a dozen Tier Six demons, was turned to ashes.
All eyes landed on the red ring on Yan Song’s finger. They had seen clearly that this ring transford into a crimson hand cannon, annihilating the demon cave with a single blow.
Such a terrifying hand cannon actually exists in this world!
"Heaven-Burning Purgatory, I know, that’s one of the Ten Great Guns, the Heaven-Burning Purgatory."
At that mont, the commander of the Second Battalion, Feng Xiaotian, suddenly exclaid. As a mber of the Silver Clan, his knowledge was far superior to ordinary soldiers.
Recalling the mont when Yan Song pulled the trigger and shouted, he imdiately recognized the hand cannon’s origin.
It was one of the Empire’s Ten Great Guns, missing for hundreds of years—the Heaven-Burning Purgatory.
What!
That’s one of the Ten Great Guns!
In an instant, the warriors were in an uproar. Even those who had never heard of the Ten Great Guns understood their terror after witnessing the scene.
Yan Song turned to look at Feng Xiaotian, a faint smile on his lips,
"That’s right, it’s the Heaven-Burning Purgatory."
He had obtained the Heaven-Burning Purgatory by chance. At first, he did not know it was one of the Ten Great Guns and rely thought of it as a fire-elent ring.
However, he inadvertently discovered that the fla spirit stones in his room were depleting unusually fast. After several instances, he grew suspicious. Through covert observation, he finally found the culprit.
It was the ring on his hand.
At this point, the spirit of the artifact finally revealed itself, and he ca to know that the ring was, in fact, one of the Ten Great Guns—the Heaven-Burning Purgatory.
Upon learning this, he was ecstatic. Each of the Ten Great Guns had once achieved feats of slaying Tier Seven powerhouses. With the Heaven-Burning Purgatory, his path to resurgence would be unstoppable.
However, he was soon confronted with a harsh reality.
Even having obtained the Heaven-Burning Purgatory, and even though its attributes matched his, the artifact spirit was not cooperative with him, sotis even dismissive.
It was only when he consud fla resources to feed it that the artifact spirit would communicate with him.
As for combat, it was even less obliging. On ordinary days, he couldn’t command this great gun at all.
After a period of negotiation and communication, he completely gave up on controlling the Heaven-Burning Purgatory and instead approached it with a cooperative attitude.
He provided resources to feed the Heaven-Burning Purgatory, and in return, it would act on his behalf once at agreed intervals.
Initially, he used the Heaven-Burning Purgatory cautiously, fearing discovery. However, as he advanced to Tier Six and his military rank rose, gaining the family’s attention, he finally had the confidence to reveal the Ten Great Guns.
The wind carpet slowly descended near the area of the Number One Demon Cave.
The scene before them was apocalyptic.
The terrifying demon cave had been leveled, replaced by a giant crater several kiloters in diater. The bottom of the crater still churned with dark red lava, and the rising heat distorted the air into strange waves.
Leftover demonic Qi and searing flas intertwined and collided inside the crater, forming patches of dark green tongues of fire that licked the charred rock walls, emitting a "sizzling" noise.
The edges of the crater, once steep cliff faces, had been blasted into sloped inclines. The exposed rock appeared dark red from high-temperature scorching, with so areas even crystallizing into a glassy state, casting a strange luster under the sunlight.
Occasionally, fractured demon bones would float up from the lava, only to be instantly lted into ash by the high temperature, leaving not a trace behind.
The interior of the demon cave was already empty, the tens of thousands of demons and the demonic Qi rift that had once resided here evaporated by a single strike from the Heaven-Burning Purgatory, leaving only raging flas and residual energy fluctuations as testant to the catastrophic destruction that had occurred.
Outside the demon cave, only a few demons survived.
Most of them were demons located further from the core area, now frantically scrambling away. So had their wings scorched black by flas, others had limbs shattered by shockwaves, their eyes filled with soul-deep terror.
The scorching aura filling the air acted like an invisible barrier, making each step excruciatingly painful for them. Any slight hesitation would result in them being swallowed by pursuing flas, letting out piercing wails.
On the wind carpet, the warriors looked down on the devastated scene below, their eyes filled with deep reverence.
This was the power of the Ten Great Guns, capable of turning the Demon Lair into a fiery purgatory, incinerating all living things.
"Leave the remaining demons to you all."
Yan Song calmly stated as he overlooked the scene below, "Leave none alive!"
Upon hearing this, all the soldiers shuddered, fervor lighting up in their eyes as they straightened their backs and exclaid excitedly:
"Yes!"
They knew this was Director Yan letting everyone share the fruits of this victory.
Originally, destroying the Number One Demon Cave was all Director Yan’s doing, but as long as they participated in eliminating the remaining demons, they could claim a share of the imnse battle rits from this event.
The wind carpet landed outside the demon cave, and the warriors from the six battalions split into different paths, determined to capture all of the escaping demons, leaving none from the Number One Demon Cave.
Yan Song stood at the mouth of the demon cave valley, a hint of blood color erging on his pale face, a touch of playfulness in his eyes.
He was well aware that, in leaving the First and Third Battalions behind to attack the Number One Demon Cave, he risked stirring up feelings of ’if this could happen to them, it could happen to us’ among these warriors, potentially causing unease.
However, he believed this issue wasn’t difficult to resolve.
All he had to do was demonstrate sufficient strength and let all the warriors reap benefits. With both the carrot and the stick, these people would beco even more obedient. Who would still care about the inevitably dood First and Third Battalions?
Yan Song glanced towards the location of the Number Two Demon Cave, a hint of a cold smile on his lips.
......
"What on earth happened at the Number One Demon Cave!"
Qin Tian gazed at the distant dark purple sea of flas, a deep shock in his eyes.
Even dozens of kiloters away, he could still sense the destructive aura emanating from there, even making him feel suffocated.
The Number One Demon Cave, was it Yan Song?
But Yan Song was just a Tier Six Spiritualist; even if he had a Golden Level bloodline, he couldn’t possibly unleash such power.
There must be sothing he wasn’t aware of.
Whoosh—!
A shadow burst through the air, the sharp claws of the Silver-winged Demon rushing towards him, wrapped in a sharp gust of wind. The tips of the claws shimred with a tallic glint, slicing through the air painful enough to sting Qin Tian’s cheeks.
Qin Tian’s pupils contracted, and almost simultaneously, he raised his saber to block. The Black Frost Blade humd as it positioned in front of him, the blade rapidly enveloped by brilliant Celestial Punishnt Divine Thunder. Blue-purple electric serpents writhed frantically, the crackling lightning illuminating his tense profile.
"Clang!"
The claws clashed fiercely with the Thunder Saber, an ear-piercing tallic clang resounding.
The mont the Silver-winged Demon’s claws touched the lightning net, they recoiled sharply from the shock, while Qin Tian felt a tingling sensation in his hands from the imnse force, cracking the rock beneath his feet. He was forced back half a step before regaining his balance.
In the instant when lightning and claw crossed, a cold killing intent flashed simultaneously in both their eyes.
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