Published: March 3, 2025
Chapter 561: Distribution of Spiritual Objects
"Roar roar~"
The angry roars, sorrowful wails, and painful screams from low-level demonic beasts echoed through the land as they faced their impending deaths, creating a timeless and melodious symphony.
The five of them transformed into unfeeling killing machines, beginning their cold-blooded slaughter of the remaining low-level demonic beasts in the swamp.
Under the overwhelming power of the golden core realm, most demonic beasts couldn't withstand even a single strike.
Those few who managed to survive a blow would quickly be reduced to ashes in the subsequent attacks.
The confrontation between humans and demons has continued from ancient times to the present; their mutual slaughter no longer requires justification.
Cultivators hope to obtain demonic elixirs for refining elixirs, and claws, scales, and fur for crafting magical artifacts and treasures.
Meanwhile, the demonic beasts yearn to devour the flesh and blood of cultivators, as well as their golden cores and yuan yings, to quickly enhance their cultivation levels.
Their heroes are our foes!
In dealing with formidable enemies, one naturally spares no effort, even against the weakest foes, such as newborn cubs or infants, there will be no mercy.
Thus, the five of them show no burden in their slaughter.
Even the Taoist Old Daoist of the Azure Tower shows no hesitation when he takes action.
The low-level demonic beasts in the Crimson Blood Marsh had already suffered over eighty percent casualties under the widespread massacre led by Zhuo Mengzhen and Liu Yu.
Now, with the five of them clearing the area, the process becomes even quicker.
In just five or six breaths, all the surviving demonic beasts were slaughtered.
Gao Jianhan and Mu Yunyan shifted their escape light and pursued the demonic beasts that had fled a distance upon the command of the Crimson Blood Crocodile Clan Leader.
With the darting speed of golden core cultivators, even if those demonic beasts had a head start, they would ultimately be unable to escape death.
Liu Yu originally wanted to chase them, but upon seeing the scattered carcasses of demonic beasts in the swamp, he hesitated and stopped.
These are all fuel!
After death, the vitality within their bodies would quickly dissipate.
If he chased them down and returned, there would probably be very little left.
Liu Yu has always despised such wasteful behavior, so he chose to stop and collect the corpses.
"Poof"
With a swirl of his left palm, the azure yang devil fire appeared.
He then waved heavily around him, and a thousand fire strands fell in all directions.
Under the flames of the spiritual fire level, in just a breath or two, the entire swamp turned into a sea of fire, with azure flames everywhere.
Only considering the presence of the demonic cultivators around the Crimson Blood Marsh did he purposely restrain himself.
The flames and smoke would not spread far, most likely not visible beyond twenty miles.
Ten degrees, twenty degrees.
As the fire grew stronger, Liu Yu could clearly feel the increase in fuel through his spiritual connection.
"Seventeen hundred degrees."
Once all the corpses were burned, he recalled the azure yang devil fire and instantly calculated this data, nodding slightly.
The quickest way to gather fuel was indeed massive slaughter.
High-level cultivators and high-level demonic beasts are hard to come by, and killing them is even more difficult; it's far better to directly use low-level cultivators or low-level demonic beasts as substitutes.
After everything was finished, Liu Yu shifted his gaze towards the root of this slaughter—the Golden Scale Fruit.
This tree stood about fifty feet tall and was as thick as two water buckets, flourishing with abundant leaves and vitality.
Due to the restraint during the duel of magic, this spirit tree was not affected.
When the Crimson Blood Crocodile Clan was in a losing position and wanted to destroy it, they were already powerless, so it remained safe and sound.