"Retreat! Quick, retreat."
"No! Save me!"
"Brothers, kill! Kill this two-legged monster, he's only at the fourth tier!"
"Run, run fast."
"Kill, charge!"
At this moment, the drawbacks of multiple forces uniting were starkly apparent.
Without unified command, the demon kings acted independently. Some wanted to flee, some wanted to fight to the death, and some cried for help.
Yang Hong chuckled. This outcome far exceeded his expectations.
His initial plan was just a surprise ambush, to launch a barrage,
And take away the most severely injured demon kings.
Then, he would immediately escape.
He never expected these demon kings to descend into chaos on their own.
"Heaven helps me!"
Yang Hong secretly called himself fortunate, then unleashed his [Guardian] fist intent at full power.
A desperate and resolute will erupted, and a heavy, unyielding aura spread outwards.
"Run!"
The demon kings were already stunned by Yang Hong's attack of ten thousand Glimmering Gourd seeds, and upon sensing the intent power of a seventh-tier Demon Lord, they were even more terrified.
Those who had intended to fight to the death no longer dared.
"Serious Sword."
Yang Hong casually chose a direction and thrust his sword. The fourth-grade flying sword instantly shattered.
"Sizzle... Sizzle..."
Under the influence of the intent, the seawater transformed into trillions of long swords, shooting out in the direction of Yang Hong's sword finger.
As the seawater rubbed against itself, it produced a "sizzling" sound like an electric current, and the temperature of the sea rapidly rose.
"Puff puff..."
The dense, continuous sound of swords piercing flesh was a pleasant melody.
"Ah!"
The rising screams of the demon kings were even more beautiful.
Yang Hong maintained his sword-drawing posture for a full hundred breaths, during which the seawater swords continued to shoot out.
However, the seawater swords only traveled a distance of two miles, and their actual power was not as formidable as the demon kings had imagined.
"Collect!"
After a hundred breaths, Yang Hong's divine sense immediately gathered the dying and severely wounded demon kings into his scaled space.
Then, he casually found a plant on the seabed and performed a baptism.
"Ding~ You have bestowed 150 days of cultivation to ordinary seaweed, receiving a 30-fold cultivation return, gaining 4500 days of cultivation."
"Good luck. My true essence has been fully restored, and about a tenth of my divine sense remains."
Only then did Yang Hong breathe a sigh of relief. While the [Guardian] intent was powerful, its consumption was also immense.
At this moment, if he were to fight a sixth-tier demon king one-on-one, even a fifth-tier great demon could deal with him.
Fortunately, his previous sword strike possessed world-ending might, which had frightened the demon kings.
And he had killed or severely injured 73 demon kings with a single move. The remaining demon kings were truly terrified.
They didn't need to look back to see with their divine senses that the 73 demon kings had vanished.
How could they dare to linger?
They all used their life-saving secret arts and fled madly.
"Heh heh ~ It seems the demon race is also made of the sort who bully the weak and fear the strong."
"I can't let them get away so easily."
With that thought, Yang Hong flew out of the sea, produced a new fourth-grade flying sword, and used the method of sword flight, heading in the direction of the fifth-tier great demons.
Yang Hong's flight speed could only be considered moderate, equivalent to that of a normal fifth-tier Nascent Soul stage cultivator.
However, while flying, he could simultaneously circulate the [Top-tier Breathing Technique] and [Advanced Body Tempering Technique] to recover the divine sense and stamina consumed in the previous battle.
Although the baptism system could instantly restore his true essence, his divine sense and stamina could only recover a small portion.
Therefore, sword flight was also Yang Hong's only choice.
An extremely comical scene unfolded on the surface of the sea.
A fourth-tier Golden Core stage human cultivator was driving a fleeing group of over 100,000 demons, led by sixth-tier demon kings.
To prevent this demon army from scattering.
Yang Hong would periodically use his遁术 (escape technique) and unleash his sword intent skills to quickly kill any demons attempting to leave the formation or change direction.
After multiple targeted killings by Yang Hong,
These demons finally understood that as long as they didn't fall behind and maintained their formation, they were safe, at least temporarily safe.
Even if they slowed down their escape, Yang Hong wouldn't kill them.
But the moment they fell behind or changed direction, they would all be killed.
Including the sixth-tier demon kings.
The chase and evasion lasted for ten days.
Unfortunately, apart from the demon kings Yang Hong deliberately allowed to escape, the demon army had only traveled 100,000 miles.
This distance was less than one-thirtieth of what Yang Hong could cover in a day using his escape technique.
"Alright ~ My divine sense has fully recovered. Let's have another big one."
"Gentle Breeze!"
Yang Hong's voice was not loud but covered a radius of 32 miles.
Immediately, within this area, the demons felt a gentle breeze brushing past them, very soft and comfortable.
All the demons slowly relaxed, even their tension from being chased for ten consecutive days calmed down.
Some demons even closed their eyes, spread their arms, and enjoyed the caress of the wind.
"Wind Rises!"
The gentle breeze began to turn sharp.
The demons, who had just relaxed, looked around in confusion, wondering how wind could become "sharp."
"Wind Soars!"
Yang Hong's voice carried a hint of killing intent.
Within the range of the gentle breeze, the demons found that the wind had become gentle again, but this gentle wind could now slice through their fur, scales, and armor like sharp swords.
It could even sever their heads.
"Sisi ~ Sisi ~"
There were no screams of pain, because without the demons realizing it, their necks had been slit and severed.
By the time they reacted and tried to scream, it was already too late.
Fourth-tier demons, who had not yet condensed their Nascent Souls, were completely dead.
Fifth-tier demons, although their Nascent Souls managed to escape, were still within the range of Yang Hong's Gentle Breeze sword intent. They could only move slowly,
Unable to escape in time.
"Wind Stops!"
When all the demons within the 32-mile diameter were eliminated, Yang Hong ended the [Gentle Breeze] technique.
The Nascent Souls of over 2000 fifth-tier great demons were also collected into his scaled space.
"Haha ~ Ever since I comprehended Gentle Breeze in the Hongdong Secret Realm, it has become more and more handy.
Especially for large-scale attacks against low-tier demons like this, it's practically a harvesting machine."
Yang Hong praised himself and then began collecting the corpses of these demons.
A radius of 32 miles!
There were over 80,000 large and small demons. He couldn't collect them all at once this time.
"Scram, I'll spare you.
Go and spread the word: within a radius of 100,000 miles around Glimmering Island, no demons are allowed to appear.
If you show up again, I'll kill you.
No matter how many come, I'll kill them all."
Yang Hong shouted loudly at the remaining demons, who were staring in dumbfounded shock and trembling.
"Yes~ Yes~ Yes~"
The remaining 40,000-plus demons tremblingly agreed and then quickly activated their escape techniques and secret arts to flee for their lives.
Yang Hong watched them flee with a smile, feeling relieved once again.
He was now in a state of exhaustion. If these demons had dared to be even slightly bolder, a single fifth-tier great demon could have killed him.
The super large-scale sword intent attack within a 32-mile radius had not only drained his divine sense but also completely consumed his true essence.
After the demons were far away, he cautiously dived into the seabed and found a plant to perform a baptism to restore his true essence.
"Hoo~ Next time, I shouldn't go all out with my intent. It's a bit dangerous."
"But this time, the harvest was good. Killing 80,000 demons with one sword."
"So satisfying!"
Only then did Yang Hong hum a little tune and begin salvaging the demon corpses.
These could expand the area of his scaled space considerably.
He had a feeling that his scaled space was about to undergo a transformation.