Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

With a flap of its wings, a whirlwind arose and sliced toward Ye Ling's throat like a sharp blade.

Ye Ling let out a cold snort, a burst of bright light shot from his eyes, and the Spiritual Energy within his body began to surge wildly. It swelled around him like a torrential flood, forming a pale golden protective shield. The raging wind, unable to come within half a yard of him, could not touch his body.

"Huff!"

The falcon's wings brushed by Ye Ling's side. He quickly retreated backward in flight, and the trees as thick as an adult's waist were snapped in half by the fierce wind, raising dust and blocking the falcon's line of sight.

"Now's the time!"

Ye Ling's figure, ghostlike, appeared behind the demonic ape, the demon blade in his hand shimmering with a chilling and bone-piercing light, which he plunged straight into the back of the ape's skull!

"Bang!"

At the collision, a sound rang out as if two metal weapons had struck each other! A small crack appeared in the back of the demonic ape's skull, with blood gushing forth!

Having missed its attack, the falcon's figure flickered once more, dashing to the right as Ye Ling pursued it. The falcon, in relentless chase, moved so swiftly it was near divine speed!

"Roar!"

The sudden pain caused the demonic ape to roar. In that moment, its eyes were covered in a red haze. It turned and swung its fist toward Ye Ling's demon blade. As fist met blade, sparks flew, and a terrifying ripple spread as the two forces collided.

Ye Ling felt pain in his wrist, and the demon blade in his hand nearly flew out of his grip. He quickly stabilized his stance, pushed off the ground with his feet, and leaped up once again to continue the fierce battle with the demonic ape.

With each collision, each explosion, Ye Ling kept retreating, narrowly dodging the ape's lethal strikes in these moments of critical danger.

"Pfft!"

Ye Ling's shoulder was slashed by the falcon's talons, leaving a long gash from which blood dripped onto the ground, producing a disturbingly rhythmic sound.

"This guy is too troublesome. If it goes on like this, I'll ultimately be worn down to death. No, I must resolve this quickly!"

Ye Ling took a deep breath as Spiritual Energy surged crazily into the demon blade in his hand.

"Hum hum hum!"

The demon blade sounded with a series of deep humming vibrations, and a terrifying aura diffused from it. At this moment, Ye Ling exhibited the full potential of the second layer of the Slaying Dragon Art!

In the air, a subtle blade intent, as thin as cow hair and hard to detect, lingered. With every movement, a sharp pain resonated on his skin.

"Slaying Dragon Art!"

Ye Ling shouted softly, and like a tidal wave, the power inside his body rushed crazily into the demon blade. A dazzling silver brilliance burst forth from the blade, and a suffocatingly majestic aura enveloped it.

At that moment, when the demonic ape and the falcon felt the overwhelming pressure of the golden dragon, their expressions drastically changed. In their eyes emerged an undeniable fear—an instinctual terror that reached into their very souls, leaving them unable to resist.

"Awoo!"

The demonic ape howled, its body contorting in apparent agony. Veins on its forehead bulged, and it presented an extremely ferocious and horrifying appearance!

The falcon was in no better condition, struggling with similar unbearable pain, its body shaking violently.

The golden dragon stood at the pinnacle of the beastly food chain, an existence neither the falcon nor the demonic ape could stand against. Stay tuned to My Virtual Library Empire

Hence, when the falcon felt that overwhelming pressure, which induced fear and suffocation, its body went out of control.

It wanted to flee but found itself unable to, as if it were ensnared in a marsh, sinking deeper and deeper.

Seeing this scene, a look of delight suddenly spread across Ye Ling's face.

The current situation was completely beyond his expectations.

Ye Ling had never imagined that the pressure of the golden dragon would have such a powerful restraining effect on such fearsome beasts!

"Heh, demon ape? Falcon? Weren't you all so arrogant? Why aren't you jumping up now?"

Ye Ling slowly walked in front of the two ferocious beasts, speaking to them with a playful expression.

The demon ape let out a deep roar, its eyes nearly bursting into flames as it stared fiercely at Ye Ling.

Every time it tried to stand up, it was suppressed back down by an inexplicable pressure from the golden dragon.

The falcon, on the other hand, hung its head low, trembling all over, covered in cold sweat.

It was completely unable to resist this terrifying aura, as if its body was out of control.

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Ye Ling's mouth, and his body suddenly lunged forward.

"Swoosh!"

The demon blade in his hand ripped through the void, stabbing with a whistling sound toward the demon ape's chest at an unbelievably fast speed. The demon ape had just thought about raising its arms to defend, but it was too late, the demon blade pierced straight through its abdomen.

"Aoow!"

The demon ape screamed miserably, foaming at the mouth, its eyes rolling back as it fell to the ground. After a few convulsions, it lay still.

"Now you!"

Ye Ling's gaze turned toward the falcon, grinning as he spoke.

The falcon's eyeballs nearly popped out with fright. The aura emanating from Ye Ling filled its very soul with fear.

"Aoow!"

The falcon let out a low howl, its body crawling on the ground sinking even lower, its eyes filled with a human-like plea for mercy.

Seeing the falcon's cowardly appearance, Ye Ling couldn't help but burst into laughter. Seeing the falcon like this made him feel a lot better in an instant.

"What's the matter, the noble lords of Spirit Immortal Island? Do you beg for mercy too? Weren't you all so imposing just earlier? You even wanted to kill me, and now what? You don't even dare to fart!"

Ye Ling curled his lips, scoffing coldly.

"Aoo aoo!"

The falcon growled lowly, its voice carrying a hint of pleading.

"Too late! Although it was I who seized the Dragon's Whisker Grass, heaven's treasures are not yours, but for those destined to obtain them, understand?"

"Besides, when you were prepared to strike at me, you should've been ready to die! So, just die already!"

Ye Ling's palm clenched fiercely, and a powerful energy burst forth from the demon blade, and its blade harshly stabbed into the falcon's chest!

"Aoow!"

The falcon let out a miserable scream, its eyes bulging out as its body convulsed violently, eventually collapsing with a thud!

"Whew!"

Ye Ling let out a long breath, a trace of relief washing over his face.

If he hadn't used the Slaying Dragon Art at the end, leveraging the might of the dragon to eliminate them, who knows what earth-shattering battle would've ensued!

Whether he could have won was still uncertain, but even if he had, it likely would've been a Pyrrhic victory!

Ye Ling walked over to the two beasts, dug out their inner cores, and then threw them to the Heavenly Dao Tree.

The Heavenly Dao Tree instantly absorbed them, and in that moment, its branches grew much longer.