The Winged King had just taken out the Communication Talisman when he saw Wang Xiaoqiang and his companion not dodging but flying straight toward them. His heart skipped a beat, knowing something was amiss, and he unmannerly abandoned his group of demon soldiers, fleeing alone while activating the Communication Talisman to send a message to the Purple-Eyed Demon Emperor.

"You take care of those demon soldiers; I'll handle the leader!" Wang Xiaoqiang uttered these words and suddenly sped up, chasing directly after the Winged King.

The Winged King saw Wang Xiaoqiang rapidly approaching, his heart thudded as he raised his right hand, and a pair of wings on his shoulders suddenly spread open.

These wings, although not large, flapped at an extremely high frequency when opened, surpassing the speed of light!

It was because of these wings that he earned the name Winged King!

He lived up to his name; once his wings were spread, his speed doubled, and he shot off towards the distant sky.

"Let's see who's faster!?"

Gazing at the fleeing Winged King, Wang Xiaoqiang coldly laughed, his willpower activated, and the Demon Droplet shot out from the Sumeru Ring, zooming towards the escaping Winged King like a streak of light.

The speed of the Winged King was almost on par with that of the Demon Droplet, but the Winged King's body was much larger and heavier, putting him at a disadvantage, making him relatively slower.

At five hundred meters away, the Demon Droplet caught up to him.

With a 'poof,' the Demon Droplet pierced through his back, then shot out from his chest, bringing forth a burst of blood.

The Winged King's demon body shuddered, he spat out a mouthful of blood, dropped the Communication Talisman, and clutched his chest with both hands, feeling his heart shatter with excruciating pain. His eyes widened, filled with unwillingness, fear, and despair...

Then, he plummeted straight down.

With a shattered demon heart, death was certain.

Little Qing flew over; the group of demon soldiers under the Winged King had already been slain by her.

Although the Winged King and his demon crowd were annihilated, during his escape, he managed to notify the North Sea Demon Emperor.

Understanding this, without a word, Wang Xiaoqiang took Little Qing and hurriedly flew southward.

...

Over the sea thousands of miles behind them, an entourage of hundreds of people accompanied Immortal Elder, also heading due south.

Besides Immortal Elder, each member of this group dragged a hundred-meter-long dragon tendon.

The dragon tendons were strung with numerous heads of the demon race, a long string of demon heads extended over hundreds of meters, appearing both grand and ghastly.

Among this group were the Qingfeng Mingyue brothers, Liang Yanfei and Guan Qingsi, as well as Li Xingtang.

The group was lively, discussing their experiences of slaying demons in the North Sea, with some boasting about their achievements:

"Haha, Brother Li, it's impressive, eight hundred and thirty-five demon heads; Brother Li will surely make it to the Supreme Rankings this time!!"

A young immortal hero surveyed the demon heads on a middle-aged immortal hero's dragon tendon with his Divine Sense and bowed with a smile.

"Oh, Little Zhang, don't tease me. This score is just mediocre," the middle-aged immortal hero grinned ingenuously. "Honestly, I was lucky. Two nights ago, I launched consecutive assaults on two territories. To my surprise, it was like entering a demon-free realm. Those large territories had no demon kings, not even demon generals, just some demon soldier level small fry... I slaughtered freely, bathed two territories in blood, collecting nearly six hundred demon heads, haha... sheer luck..."

The middle-aged immortal hero had not finished speaking when another young immortal hero interjected, "Brother Li, which demon emperor's territories did you raid? My experience was similar; two days ago, I also assaulted two territories, and the highest-ranking demon I encountered was a single demon general... I had a blast slaughtering those demons!"

The middle-aged immortal hero with the surname Wang responded, "Those territories seemed to belong to the Purple-Eyed Demon Emperor. What about you?"

"I also raided territories under the Purple-Eyed Demon Emperor!" the young immortal hero said, "Before they died, those demons tried to threaten me with the Purple-Eyed Demon Emperor. I was quite scared at the time."

Listening to the discussion, Immortal Elder also appeared puzzled, pondering in silence.

Qingfeng beside him asked, "Immortal Elder, I've heard that the Purple-Eyed Demon Emperor has gathered all his demon crowd into one place. What could he be plotting...?"

"During our immortal hero's sweeping raids, no matter the plot, he wouldn't abandon his own territories, would he? The brutality and mindlessness of the demon race are truly unimaginable..." Immortal Elder shook his head.

As the group talked, only one person remained silent.

This person was Li Xingtang, his face showing gloom and shame.

If it hadn't been for Immortal Elder and a group of immortal heroes arriving in time last night, Li Xingtang might not be here now, but would have been drained dry by the demoness.

Last night, Li Xingtang encountered the Demon Lady.

The Demon Lady was a demon king-level demon. Her Seductive Fox Art was unrivaled in the Demon Realm, turning all male cultivators she encountered into dried corpses!

The Demon Lady was a nightmare for male cultivators, and encountering her meant accepting one's fate!

Unfortunately, Li Xingtang encountered her, and his Daoist Heart was weak. Bewitched by her seduction, he lost himself, falling into her trap.

Fortunately, Liang Yanfei stumbled upon them and saved him just in time. They spent the rest of the night being chased by the demoness and her crowd until Immortal Elder detected them with his Divine Sense and came to their aid.

They fought until dawn, annihilating the demoness and her crowd.

Today was their return day, so the group stayed together, heading back south.

Although Guan Qingsi was constantly conversing with Liang Yanfei, her heart was always worrying about Wang Xiaoqiang.

Most of these immortal heroes had been to the North Sea before; Wang Xiaoqiang was here for the first time. With a relatively low cultivation base, he was a tender newcomer, and Guan Qingsi feared he might encounter misfortune.

Thus, during their return, while chatting amiably, she kept her Divine Sense spread out, hoping to find traces of Wang Xiaoqiang.

Her Divine Sense could cover several hundred meters, but amidst the vast sea, finding someone was no easy task.

It was more of a psychological comfort for herself.

As Guan Qingsi worried about Wang Xiaoqiang, Wang Xiaoqiang and Little Qing had already fallen into the Purple-Eyed Demon Emperor's crowd's ambush.

Just as Immortal Elder had said, the demon race's brutality and mindlessness were unimaginable. The Purple-Eyed Demon Emperor, seeking personal revenge, abandoned his territories, leading an army of ten thousand demons to confront Wang Xiaoqiang. Since he had staked so much, even losing his brother-in-law, the Winged King, there was no way the Purple-Eyed Demon Emperor would let Wang Xiaoqiang escape.

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