[Na]: Iron-Clawed Evil Owl
[Species Level]: Rare
[Power]: Demon King
[Talent]: Concealing Breath (Rare), Wind Manipulation Power (Rare), High-level True Demon Body (Legendary), Soul-Grasping Divine Claw (Legendary)
[Cultivation Technique]: Evil Owl Qi Eating Technique. [Skills]: Soul-devouring Demon Sound, Soul-Shattering Demon Wind.
[Affinity]: 0
Yang Jing locked onto the Golden Core Demon King’s position, and its Attribute Panel imdiately appeared before his eyes.
Through their wars with Cultivators, the Demons of the Western Continent had slowly learned a great deal. They mimicked humans by establishing political systems, founding Demon Countries, and forming a loose but massive Royal Court.
The Demons of the sea, however, were far more primitive. So still maintained prival tribal structures and lacked a common written language. Consequently, the Cultivation Techniques they practiced were mostly simple and crude, making them considerably weaker than the Demons of the Demon Countries.
Most sea Demons, even after advancing to the Great Demon Realm and becoming strong enough to contend with Foundation Establishnt Cultivators, still chose to remain in their Demon Bodies, refusing Transformation.
In contrast, the Great Demons of the Demon Race’s Royal Court preferred to present themselves in human form during tis of peace.
The Six Sects referred to the Demons of the Royal Court as "Tad Demons" and the Demons of the sea as "Feral Demons."
These Feral Demons were among the weakest of the Golden Core realm. However, because they were constantly hunting and fighting, their combat experience was actually far richer than that of the Cultivators and Demons of the Western Continent.
Anyone who underestimated them was bound to pay a heavy price.
Yang Jing continued to gather his Magical Power, but he did not strike.
Wasting Magical Power was the greatest taboo when fighting at sea, especially when besieged by a massive swarm of Demons.
At sea, the only source of Spiritual Qi was the Spiritual Eye Object aboard the Flying Boat. Even ditation had to be done in shifts, lest everyone cultivate at once and exhaust the boat’s Spiritual Qi supply.
Currently, the Ruyi Nine Tripod Array on the Flying Boat, which was designed to store Spiritual Qi, held only five tripods’ worth.
The Five Elents Spirit Suppressing Array was currently drawing from that very reserve.
The Spiritual Qi generated by the Spiritual Eye Object alone was not enough to sustain such a massive rate of consumption.
As an Array Formation, the Divine Crow Flying Fire Formation directly drew upon the Flying Boat’s Spiritual Qi with a much higher efficiency than any Cultivator could manage.
Only when the four sets of Divine Crow Flying Fire Formations on the Flying Boat began to overheat from rapidly launching Fire Crows did Yang Jing finally condense his Magical Power into a Water Dragon Magical Sword.
He didn’t imdiately deploy his Celestial Waterfall Sword. With the Golden Core Demon King lurking nearby, rashly sending his Flying Sword off the boat would leave it vulnerable to capture by the Golden Core Evil Owl.
The Water Dragon Magical Sword Yang Jing condensed this ti was only about three feet long, a far cry from his previous water dragons that could stretch for tens of yards.
But they were currently above a vast ocean.
The mont the Magic Sword left the Flying Boat, the roiling ocean suddenly heaved, giving rise to a monstrous wave that blotted out the sky.
The wave transford directly into a crystalline mountain peak.
Instantly, hundreds of Evil Owls unable to dodge in ti were smashed into a fine mist of blood.
Above the great ocean, Overturning Rivers and Seas—the Legendary Talent Yang Jing had obtained from Yinjiao—erupted with unprecedented power.
As the wave crashed down, it transford into a whistling, coiling Water Dragon. It was over twenty yards long, rendered in perfect detail, and it charged into the flock of Evil Owls.
The Evil Owls’ flight was by no ans slow, and they flapped their wings, attempting to evade. But the Water Dragon soaring through the air was even faster.
In a single mont, entire swaths of Evil Owls were reduced to a bloody pulp, their remains splattering down from the sky.
Seven Evil Owls at the Great Demon Realm let out a piercing shriek, spread their claws, and completely surrounded the Water Dragon Magical Sword.
With their wings spread to a full thirty feet, they stirred their Demon Power, instantly whipping up a gale of black Demon Wind that blasted toward the Water Dragon Magical Sword.
Gusts of black Demon Wind were continuously shattered, while the Demon Wind in turn scoured away the condensed seawater from the Water Dragon Magical Sword’s body.
The entire area seed to be engulfed in a tempest, with winds howling furiously and Water Pearls spraying in all directions.
So Evil Owls that failed to dodge were pierced straight through by the whistling Water Pearls. Even the Defensive Spirit Light of the Five Elents Spirit Suppressing Array on the Flying Boat crackled and popped under the barrage.
Yang Jing channeled his Magical Power. The sea below erupted as a torrent of water shot skyward, rging into the Water Dragon.
Its power surging, the Water Dragon suddenly accelerated and slamd into an unsuspecting Great Demon Evil Owl.
BOOM!
The magical sword’s innate, razor-sharp Sword Intent, combined with its thunderous montum, sliced the Evil Owl in two.
The Evil Owl’s iron-hard feathers failed to slow the Water Dragon’s advance in the slightest.
Two more Evil Owls let out sharp cries, attempting to intercept the Water Dragon from behind. But to their surprise, the agile Water Dragon whipped its long tail; the razor-sharp tip instantly killed one Evil Owl and severed the other’s wing at the root.
The severely injured Evil Owl let out a terrified, mournful cry.
As Demons, the vitality in these Evil Owls’ blood and qi far surpassed that of Cultivators of the sa realm. When they were torn apart, their gushing Demon Blood fell as a rain of gore.
Yang Jing had personally witnessed the Thunder Departnt True Dragon battling the Red Evil True Demon that day he had perford the Thunder Summoning, and he had integrated the True Dragon’s fighting style into his own Sword Technique.
Despite their nurical advantage, these Evil Owls were nothing more than cannon fodder.
Seeing three of their companions slain in an instant, the remaining four Evil Owls lost all their courage. Though they behaved like savage beasts, their intelligence was not low.
They were all the offspring of the Golden Core Demon King.
The Demon King had planned to hide among its kin and launch a surprise attack. It never imagined that in the blink of an eye, two of its offspring would be dead and a third crippled. It could no longer conceal itself.
It let out a long screech that could pierce clouds and shatter stone, revealing its true form: a ferocious owl with a seventy-foot wingspan, covered from head to tail in black feathers.
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