Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

As Song Changsheng's finger fell, several white circles suddenly appeared in the air. These white circles overlapped and expanded rapidly, instantly covering an area of ​​thousands of miles around him.

Then all the white circles were superimposed to form an indestructible spatial barrier.

The Sun-Chasing Demon King was slightly startled. He felt that the surrounding space had become unusually rough and "muddy," and his flapping speed had slowed down considerably.

Furthermore, the spatial laws he mastered were completely rendered ineffective in this space, which was quite terrifying. The Dao of Space was an innate talent of the Golden-Winged Roc clan, engraved deep within their bloodline.

There's absolutely no need for deliberate cultivation. As one's cultivation level increases, one's understanding of the Dao of Space will also become increasingly refined, and few can match it.

However, in this respect, he was completely suppressed by Song Changsheng.

"This child must not be allowed to live." A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the Sun-Chasing Demon King, and his killing intent surged.

The death of the Silver Moon Wolf King at the hands of a human cultivator in the Purple Mansion stage caused some ripples in the Demon Realm, but no one paid much attention to it. However, no one expected that in just a few decades, the other party would have grown to this level.

Song Changsheng stood in the void, the Void Bell above his head, his eyes filled with burning fighting spirit.

"Wow—"

The Golden-Winged Roc let out a sharp cry, then flapped its wings and pounced on Song Changsheng like a golden meteor. Even though Song Changsheng suppressed its spatial abilities, its speed was still extraordinary.

The Yin and Yang energies flowed beneath Song Changsheng's feet, transforming into a wisp of green smoke that completely merged into the void. In this space, he was like a fish in water.

This is his recent new understanding of the laws of space, which can be simply called "etherealization". It can be used to avoid most spells and physical damage, such as the Golden-Winged Roc's high-speed impact.

"Ok?"

The Golden-Winged Roc missed its target, and Song Changsheng seemed to have vanished into thin air.

But the next moment, a wisp of green smoke gathered again, and Song Changsheng's figure reappeared on the spot. He instantly slashed out with the [Four Seas Peace] sword in his hand, and the sharp sword energy swept across the void, stirring up layers of folds.

"laugh"

The Golden-Winged Roc extended its sharp claws and directly shattered the incoming sword energy.

Then, he spread his wings at full power, with a wingspan of over 800 zhang, blotting out the sky and the sun. With a flap of his wings, countless feathers transformed into golden streams of light and shot out like raindrops toward Song Changsheng's location, blocking all his space to move.

"Duang..."

The Void Bell was struck, and a spatial ripple rippled outwards. The dense golden streams of light, as dense as raindrops, shattered upon impact with the spatial ripple, and the sky full of light was instantly swept away.

"[Surging Waves]!"

With a slight flick of his sword, Song Changsheng drew the river water below, transforming it into a torrent of sword energy that relentlessly slashed at the Golden-Winged Roc, like a raging sea with each wave surpassing the last.

"Little tricks!"

The Golden-Winged Roc let out a clear cry, its golden light flashing. Suddenly, gusts of wind rose in the air, frantically slashing at the sword energy in the sky, causing the space to tremble incessantly.

Song Changsheng took a step forward and quickly closed in. He formed a hand seal with his left hand, and fierce lightning wrapped around his forearm. He threw a punch, and the space shattered inch by inch. The momentum was not as great as Shi Potian's, but it was not to be underestimated.

"Insanity!"

The Golden-Winged Roc was thoroughly enraged by Song Changsheng's actions. The most obvious advantage of the demon race over the human race is the powerful physique brought by their bloodline. Human body cultivators are merely clumsy imitations of them, and close combat is their comfort zone.

Playing to one's strengths and avoiding one's weaknesses is the first choice for living organisms.

But Song Changsheng actually took the initiative to display his power in front of him, which he saw as a blatant provocation.

"scoff"

A pair of sharp claws shattered the space itself.

This is a head-to-head battle.

As fists and claws collided, Song Changsheng appeared so small and insignificant in front of those enormous claws, yet the power unleashed by such a small body was astonishing.

"boom--"

Space trembled, the river surged, and countless waves rose.

This punch left a deep fist mark on the Golden-Winged Roc's claws, but his own fist was also a bloody mess, with deep white bone visible.

The Golden-Winged Roc was like a mountain, standing firm and unmoving in the air, while Song Changsheng was like a stubborn nail, firmly fixed in place, equally unyielding.

The two are almost evenly matched.

"Boom boom boom"

Song Changsheng threw punches in succession, leaving a series of afterimages. Each punch carried fierce thunderous power, which raged wildly inside the Golden-Winged Roc's body. Even with his physique, he found it difficult to withstand.

"How can he possess such immense power?" The Golden-Winged Roc was utterly shocked. Being suppressed in the realm of space was bad enough, but now he was also unable to gain any advantage in his most proficient area. Just where were the limits of this human?
"Wow"

The golden wings flapped wildly, like two hanging blades attacking Song Changsheng at the same time, leaving a dark streak in the air with their sharp golden feathers.

Song Changsheng's eyes flickered slightly, but he no longer confronted it head-on. With a tap of his toes, he retreated rapidly, disappearing into the void, causing the Golden-Winged Roc to miss its target once again.

The next moment, the Yin and Yang energies converged, and he reappeared like a ghost above the Golden-Winged Roc's head, suddenly ringing the [Void Bell].

In an instant, the space began to tremble violently, and sound waves created countless ripples that were everywhere, spreading in all directions regardless of the barriers of space.

The Golden-Winged Roc was instantly enveloped by layers upon layers of sound waves, which were all-pervasive and could not be blocked even by sealing its hearing. Its entire sea of ​​consciousness trembled and its mind became dazed.

"Please use the gourd to slay the spirit!"

With a wave of his sleeve, Song Changsheng summoned the Yin-Yang Spirit-Slaying Gourd.

The Spirit-Slaying Flying Knife easily tore through his sea of ​​consciousness defenses and struck his soul.

"Wow—"

The Golden-Winged Roc let out a painful cry and swayed precariously in the air.

After Song Changsheng landed a successful blow, the subsequent attacks came down like a storm.

"Innate Divine Ability [Yin Yang Annihilation]"

An ancient and weathered giant eye opened behind him, filling the space with yin and yang energies, turning the entire space into a black and white expanse.

The Golden-Winged Roc felt as if two invisible forces were constantly tearing at his body, his flesh and bones groaning under the strain.

"call"

A section of crystal-clear roc bone flew out of his mouth, unleashing astonishing power. This was the roc bone left behind by a demon lord of the Golden-Winged Roc clan after his death. It contained powerful spatial laws, and it directly broke through Song Changsheng's "Drawing a Circle on the Ground as a Prison," teleporting the massive body of the Golden-Winged Roc away.

Correspondingly, the surface of the Peng bone, having exhausted its power, cracked like porcelain, and its fluorescence dimmed.

"You bastard, I'll kill you!"

A fierce rage was burning in the eyes of the Golden-Winged Roc. Facing a human whose cultivation was lower than his own, he had actually used up a treasure left by his clan's ancestor so quickly. It was an utter disgrace.

Song Changsheng turned around, looking at him calmly without any reaction. Instead, he put the cracked roc bone into his pocket, a scene that made the Golden-Winged Roc furious.

"crash"

With a sudden flap of its wings, the golden feathers reflected the trajectory of the Big Dipper, tearing the surrounding space apart mercilessly. The starlight from both wings shot out and merged into one in mid-air, transforming into a dazzling golden arrow that struck in an instant.

"Wings covered by stars, traversing the Big Dipper in an instant—is this the innate divine power of the Golden-Winged Roc clan?"

Song Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling somewhat disappointed. The bloodline of the Sun Chasing Demon King was impure, and its bloodline inheritance was also incomplete. This innate divine ability was obviously a product of his own efforts to complete it.

However, his cultivation level was far from qualified, which resulted in his innate supernatural powers only having the appearance but not the form.

It appears to be the same as described in ancient books, but its power is vastly different and incomparable.

"The Great Divine Power [Universe Within a Sleeve]"

With a wave of his wide sleeves, spatial power erupted, and a pitch-black vortex suddenly appeared in front of him. The golden arrow was uncontrollably plunged into the vortex and was directly banished into the boundless void.

"All show and no substance." Song Changsheng shook his head slightly, his tone revealing a hint of disappointment.

The reason he specifically chose Zhu Ri as his opponent was because he valued Zhu Ri's noble bloodline as a Golden-Winged Roc and wanted to use him to hone his supernatural abilities and combat skills.

But after several exchanges, he couldn't find anything remarkable about the Golden-Winged Roc.

First, his spatial abilities were suppressed, and close combat could not put much pressure or threat on him. Even his supernatural powers were useless and could not be compared with the pressure that Song Daoling brought him.

Fighting against such an enemy is not only pointless and a waste of his time, but also a waste of his own time.

in fact.

It's not that the Sun-Chasing Demon King is too weak; anyone who can cultivate to the Demon King realm is a genius, one in a million.
The reason Song Changsheng felt this way was entirely because he was too strong; the boost that the [Great Dao Golden Core] brought him far exceeded his expectations.

Judging solely from the efficiency of mana conversion and output, the power of his supernatural abilities is already comparable to that of a late-stage Golden Core cultivator.

In terms of understanding the laws, he also stands on the shoulders of the giant, the Sky-Supporting Sword Immortal, looking down and surpassing other cultivators of the same level by a great deal.

Let alone a Golden-Winged Roc like Zhu Ri with only a slight bloodline, even a pure-blooded one, Song Changsheng could fight against it.

As the saying goes, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. Song Changsheng is in such a state now, and poor Zhu Ri has been belittled to the point of being worthless by him.

"Don't be so arrogant!" Zhu Ri was furious and pounced on Song Changsheng with a flap of his wings.

Without the limitations of his supernatural powers, he has regained control over the power of space, and his speed has increased exponentially, far exceeding the speed of ordinary people.

However, when it comes to speed, Song Changsheng has never been afraid of anyone.

The two fought fiercely in the vast sky, their battle raging and occasionally unleashing astonishing bursts of energy.

The other battlefields have also entered a fierce stage. The overall strength of the human and aquatic races is slightly stronger than that of the demon race. In addition, the human golden core cultivators are waiting for the enemy to tire themselves out, and they quickly gained the initiative on the battlefield. The scales of victory began to tip in their favor.

The Crimson Flame Demon King looked solemn. He hadn't expected that the human and aquatic races would reach a consensus so quickly. After all, the two races had almost come to blows, but they had unexpectedly formed a united front when facing them.

This sudden turn of events caused him to lose the initiative on the battlefield.

After scanning around,

The Purple Moth Demon King was so thoroughly defeated by E Lian that he couldn't even lift his head. The Demon Eye Demon King was unilaterally beaten by Mu Guibai, and the Howling Wind Demon King didn't gain any advantage against Bai Zimo either.

I don't even want to talk about that good-for-nothing Zhu Ri. The first three reasons are all understandable, but he couldn't even deal with a mere early-stage Golden Core cultivator.

"Crimson Flame, the situation is unfavorable. We must find a way to escape immediately," the Poisonous Demon King secretly transmitted his voice.

The longer the situation drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for the demon race. The best course of action is to escape as soon as possible.

Just as the Crimson Flame Demon King was about to respond, a spatial fluctuation suddenly came from the sky, and then two more figures appeared on the battlefield.

"Chen Zhongfang, Bai Yan!"

The fact that all six remaining Golden Core cultivators in the Great Qi cultivation world have made their move shows that they truly intend to take advantage of this rare opportunity to weaken the demon race.

This changed the tide of battle to nine to seven, with the demon race becoming the weaker side.

At this point, the drawbacks of the Demon Realm became apparent.

Although all birds and beasts in the world are collectively called the demon race, they are actually only a loose alliance. Apart from the strongest ones, it is very difficult to mobilize the other demon races.

Even among the demons who are loyal to the same demon lord, most are not of one mind, and taking advantage of others' misfortunes is a common occurrence.

Unless they act in unison under the command of a demon lord or demon emperor, they will face the current situation of isolation and helplessness.

"Retreat!" The Crimson Flame Demon King ordered a retreat without any hesitation.

The moment Bai Yan and Chen Zhongfang appeared, the demon kings had already lost their will to fight. After receiving the order, they disregarded the lives of the other demon kings and began to forcibly leave the battlefield.

But with all the Golden Core cultivators of the Great Qi Dynasty coming out, how could they easily let them leave? They all held their opponents tightly, not giving them a chance to escape.

The Golden-Winged Roc was originally one of the demon kings with the best chance of escaping, but he just happened to encounter Song Changsheng, whose spatial abilities were even more abnormal.

Seeing that he was about to break free, he immediately stopped holding back and used the "One Finger Dust" technique to freeze the space. At the same time, he released the Suanni Dharma Image to fight him in close combat, giving him no chance to escape.

On the other side, Chen Zhongfang and Bai Yan both knew that it was almost impossible to keep Chi Yan and Du Ming, the two perfected demon kings, so they set their sights on Xiao Feng and Mo Tong, the middle and upper grades of the fourth rank demon kings.

Shi Potian and the Black Armored Tortoise, among others, also intentionally or unintentionally relaxed their suppression of Chi Yan and Du Ming.

Once those two are let go, the other demon kings will become fish on a chopping board, completely at their mercy!

The Poisonous Demon King seized the opportunity and fled the battlefield without looking back.

At the critical moment, it was the Crimson Flame Demon King who stepped forward, single-handedly holding off Shi Potian and the Black Armored Tortoise, buying time for the other demon kings...

...(End of chapter)