Li Qingshan charged out of the surface of the sea alone. An extremely majestic painting unfurled before him. The sea was furious. The waves surged and the mountains piled up. The sky was furious, the rain poured down, and the thunder roared. He felt at ease, and he could not help but let out a great roar. He flapped his wings of wind and dove into the storm.
Ji Changfeng rode the whirlwind and flew through the storm. His green robes and white hair fluttered in the wind. From time to time, he would swing the Feilian flag, and gusts of wind would whistle out.
Although he was known as the Wind Gale King, he was insignificant compared to the power of the entire storm. However, he understood the habits of the wind very well. Over the past few days, he had been following and observing the formation and expansion of the storm. Every single gust of wind he sent out would hit a critical point, changing the direction of the storm ingeniously. Although it was only a millimeter's difference, it was truly a thousand kilometers away when it was five thousand kilometers away.
Suddenly, a figure flew over in the storm. The whistling storm failed to affect his speed. Instead, it made him even faster, arriving before him in the blink of an eye.
"He's here!" Ji Changfeng looked at Li Qingshan in great surprise. Originally, he thought Li Qingshan was just joking when he said he could lend him a hand. However, Li Qingshan's control over the wind had far exceeded his expectations.
"He's here!" Li Qingshan nodded.
With some guidance from Ji Changfeng, Li Qingshan understood how to influence the storm. He opened his mouth and spat out a gust of wind, which whistled through the air for over five kilometers. It was no weaker than Ji Changfeng's gust of wind from the Feilian flag. Instead, it gave him greater control over the wind like it was his own arm.
Daemons did not know as many techniques as humans, but they possessed an innate advantage when it came to grasping their innate abilities. The Tiger Demon's mastery of the wind. The tiger demon was currently at the fifth layer, so it was even more powerful than the spirit turtle.
"Nice!"
Ji Changfeng could not help but praise. Originally, he found it rather difficult to control the direction of the storm, but he was willing to pay any price for revenge. Now that he had a powerful ally, he was completely confident. Ji Changfeng gave Li Qingshan even more detailed guidance.
"That gust of wind just now should turn another 500 feet to the southeast and cut in along with the rotation of the storm …"
After all, Ji Changfeng had lived in the South Sea for a thousand years. The way the storm worked. He had a deep understanding of the nature of wind, and he had his own views on it as well.
With the Wind Gale King's hands-on teaching, Li Qingshan had a deeper understanding of the wind. "The wind is formless and traceless. It was vast and mighty. It operated all the time, and its nature was very different from that of water and fire. The Fire Master rises, the Wind Master circulates … "
After breaking through to the fifth layer of the Tiger Demon, he never had the time to stabilize his cultivation. Now, he took this opportunity to rapidly absorb and learn, constantly adjusting the flapping of the wings of wind. He felt as if he had turned into the wind, dancing freely between heaven and earth, unrestrained and unrestrained. Once the wind lost its freedom, only death awaited it.
His lack of daemon qi had always been his greatest shortcoming. In the beginning, he would have to rest for a while after using the Tiger Demon's Breath, but gradually, he learned how to use the storm. He opened his mouth and sucked in deeply, and the fierce wind surged in before blowing hard again. He repeated this endlessly.
The Tiger Demon's Breath no longer seemed as sharp as before. Instead, it moved more and more freely, like a snake slithering through the storm.
Ji Changfeng personally witnessed Li Qingshan's growth. He thought, This kid's future prospects really are limitless. It's no wonder he's made such a name for himself in such a short period of time in the south.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Lightning dragons struck the ocean, dispersing into a swath of lightning that slithered about. Blue light rippled beneath the surging surface of the ocean. Gongyuan led the Merfolk along with the surging ocean currents, advancing with the storm. It made the storm seem even more magnificent.
The storm sped towards the north as if it could devour the world.
Ye Duanhai stood with his hands behind his back between the ocean and the sky. The sea breeze lifted up his cloak, and the ocean below began to surge. A line of dark clouds climbed up from the surface of the ocean, rapidly piling up into a mountain and sweeping over like a blanket.
A streak of fogbow light flew over. Yu Wufeng said, "Master!"
"You should return to the sword pavilion!" Ye Duanhai said without even looking back. This battle was extremely dangerous. Even as a great sword cultivator, he could sense the danger.
"Wufeng is willing to go into battle with master!" Yu Wufeng rarely disobeyed his master's orders.
"Then come!" Ye Duanhai cut right to the chase. The path of a sword cultivator naturally had its own persistence and pride.
In the storm, Li Qingshan clasped his hands at Ye Duanhai from afar. He turned around and called out, "Little Ann!"
Little Ann immediately understood. He took out the Blood Oath Scroll and gently swiped across the first Blood Shadow with his index finger. The Blood Shadow rapidly faded away.
Yu Wufeng felt his heart ease up, dispelling the invisible restraints. His heart was filled with a myriad of emotions before he made up his mind. He saw the gateway to the third heavenly tribulation.
Before they were swallowed by the storm, the master and disciple rushed into the sky on their swords, arriving above the clouds. As far as the eye could see, the storm had yet to completely cross the surface of the ocean. They could not help but sigh inside. The power of the world truly was unbelievable.
The storm had always been a once-in-a-century occurrence, but under Ji Changfeng and Li Qingshan's encouragement, it grew stronger and stronger, heading straight for the nine provinces!
On the shore of the South sea, the towering trees suddenly began to tremble. The fierce wind whistled over, becoming more and more violent. The sun in the sky was gradually swallowed by the dark clouds. The surroundings became gloomy, filled with the roaring of the wind. Even the thunder seemed to lose its sound. It could only flash again and again to prove its existence.
The moment the storm reached the shore, thousands of trees were destroyed, crushed, and uprooted!
Li Qingshan unleashed the Profound Light Illuminates All and gazed at Fire Melt mountain five hundred kilometers away. "Are you ready?"
On Fire Melt mountain, the three Fire Devouring Kings overlooked all the fire devourers. Every single fire devourer wore a fiery-red ribbon on their head. This was the fire devourers' etiquette for mourning for their loved ones. The plague had killed over sixty percent of the fire devourers. The weaker the children and the elderly, the more difficult it was for them to survive.
The flames of fury burned in every single fire devourer's eyes. Their fiery hair surged, like torches. The ribbons made from fire cloth became bright-red in the flames, like blood!
"The Merfolk are coming."
Zhu Yan sat on a fiery-red rock and only said that with his head lowered. What responded to him were thousands of furious roars, like thousands of erupting volcanoes.
There was no need for any motivation or encouragement. Fury and hatred were the best fuel, making every single fire devourer's heart burn so hot that it almost melted.
Zhu Yan rubbed his forehead. Between his fingers, his eyes shone like fire. All he saw was the dark clouds leaping over the southern horizon, sweeping through everything along the way as easily as they could, casting down the shadow of war.
Zhu Fen let out a furious roar and leapt into the horizon. He pointed the Fire Tablet of Heaven at the twinkling stars in the distance. Thousands of sparks rose into the sky, lighting up with thousands of scarlet stars. The stars became even more resplendent.
Zhu Zai patted Zhu Yan's shoulder and flew down from Fire Melt mountain. She knelt on one knee and stabbed the Fire Tablet of Earth into the ground.
Rumble! The ground began to shake violently.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Every single volcano in the four hundred kilometers of Fire Melt mountain began to erupt. The ground cracked and magma flowed. Many new volcanoes even formed, destroying and swallowing the structures one by one and turning it into a burning sea of fire. For this battle, the fire devourers had already cast aside everything. They were determined to die with the enemy.
Only the main peak of Fire Melt mountain remained silent, as if it was brewing something …
Zhu Yan suddenly gripped the Fire Tablet of Man firmly. A roar rang out from the crater behind him, drowning out the sounds from the erupting volcanoes. A huge, scarlet hand suddenly grabbed the edge of the crater, and soon afterwards, a huge head the size of a small mountain extended out. It had a simple face and a furious expression, crawling out of the crater. Its scarlet red body was as large as a mountain, with two fire dragons coiled around it.
The fire devourers all knelt down and called out the name "Zhurong".
This happened to be the giant god of fire that Li Qingshan had once fought against, except it had a clearer face and an even larger body, as well as unprecedented intelligence, or in other words, divine nature.
The giant god of fire opened its mouth, and the surging flames whistled in. Its chest swelled up, and it suddenly erupted with a furious roar that could shatter the world, "Fight!"
"Fight!" All the fire devourers bellowed out together.
Zhu Yan stood up and glanced at the south deeply before turning around and throwing himself into the giant god of fire's body.
In that instant, the giant god of fire's face became clearer and clearer, vaguely resembling Zhu Yan's. Its body became even more solid, as if it was alive. It leapt out of the crater of the volcano and stood in the sea of fire.
In that moment, the sea of fire within four hundred kilometers seemed to gather towards it. The two fire dragons let out loud cries.
The storm swept over, obscuring the starry sky and swallowing Fire Melt mountain in a single gulp.
Between the clouds and mountains, the three Merfolk Kings led all of the Merfolk warriors into a battle formation, gathering all of their strength. Under their control, the storm turned into a raging torrent that surged towards Fire Melt mountain and crashed into the protective formation!
Li Qingshan was shocked. This was a legendary battle between gods. Sure enough, there was a reason why otherfolk were called godfolk in ancient times. Only by gathering such tremendous strength into such a torrent could they have a chance at breaching Fire Melt mountain.
No matter how vicious the natural storm was, it was impossible for it to directly breach the royal court of the fire devourers. It could only be used to suppress and destroy the terrain. The core of the attack was this battle formation.
At this moment, he suddenly raised his head.
Thousands of scarlet stars flickered in the thick cloud layer and fell!
A fiery meteor with a long trail of fiery light broke through a tall cloud mountain in front of it and flew straight towards the battlefield. Hundreds and thousands of fiery meteors followed closely behind, tearing the cloud mountain into pieces.
Compared to the meteors he had seen on Giant Ship island, this meteor shower was more than ten times more vicious and densely packed! Yes, that was only a hasty sneak attack, and it was over the ocean, while the attack right now had been prepared for a long time.
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