The appearance of the Ying Ying Monster piqued the demons’ curiosity, but they soon forgot about the little creature.
The battle on the field had reached a fever pitch, drawing all the demons’ attention.
Even Mo Fan turned his gaze to the two figures clashing fiercely on the open ground.
Sparrow Chirp had manifested his spiritual form, soaring with wings spread. Each flap summoned two wind tornadoes that rose from the ground, growing fiercer and charging toward Little Yellow on the ground, leaving the demons watching in awe.
Little Yellow darted across the open space, his hands forming seals as he chanted.
As his spell activated, the surrounding air grew scorching. Flickers of flame appeared around him, like thousands of twinkling stars, dazzling and brilliant.
“Fire Art, Fire Dragon Blaze!” Little Yellow roared, pointing his right hand at Chirp in the sky.
Instantly, endless flames surged toward Chirp, forming a fire dragon several zhang long!
“Just a little fire dragon? Lord Chirp will make you admit defeat!” Chirp, unfazed, pushed his Wind Dash technique to its limit. The two wind tornadoes closed in on the fire dragon, aiming to crush it in one strike!
Boom!
The next moment left the surrounding demons wailing in shock.
The fire dragon plunged into the wind tornadoes. Instantly, the tornadoes turned fiery red, with countless flames spilling out, spreading in all directions!
The fire, fueled by the wind, became wildly ferocious, its power amplified several times. Endless flames swept outward, dragging the spectating demons into the fray!
“Trouble! The fire’s coming!”
“Mother, it’s so hot, I’m burning!!”
“Ouch! My butt’s on fire!!”
“Run for it…!!”
The Flat Peak erupted in chaos, filled with curses and shouts, making Mo Fan cover his face in embarrassment.
Was this really his crew?
How could they be so pathetic at a critical moment?
“All of you, get to my side!” Mo Fan commanded, his voice booming with demonic power across the peak.
He raised a hand, and a surge of black wind roared, his vast demonic aura repelling the oncoming flames ten zhang away.
The demons scrambled into the protective range of his aura, finally calming down, though their antics still made Mo Fan’s face twitch.
Some demons, still burning, rolled on the ground to extinguish the flames.
Others lay flat, letting familiar demon brothers stomp on them with their hooves.
Watching over a dozen pairs of beastly hooves furiously stomping on one demon’s groin, Mo Fan turned away, unable to watch.
The familiar scene filled him with mixed emotions.
Luckily, these were demons with strong recovery. The pain would pass quickly without lasting damage, or they’d likely be out for Chirp’s blood.
Ignoring the lesser demons, Mo Fan turned back to the battlefield, only to see the two culprits weren’t faring well either.
Sparrow Chirp’s wing feathers were completely burned off, causing him to plummet from the sky.
Little Yellow, meanwhile, was charred black, resembling a lump of coal.
Though both looked wretched, neither had suffered core damage.
As a flying sword pressed against Chirp’s throat, the wager fight finally ended.
“Sorry, I win!” Little Yellow shook off the ash with a burst of demonic aura, revealing his true form. But now, he was a bald, hairless figure, even his buttocks bare, quite an eye-catching sight.
“Lord Chirp doesn’t shy from a loss. I admit defeat!” Chirp shook off his ash, glancing at his featherless wings with a sullen expression. He glared at Little Yellow before shouting, “Brothers, today’s wager fight is my loss! I take back what I said before. Half-demons aren’t weak, they’re damn strong!”
Hearing Chirp’s concession, Little Yellow withdrew his sword.
“King, I’m convinced!” Chirp looked at Mo Fan nearby, genuinely impressed, then hurried to Pig Sir, rubbing his hands with a grin, “I know you’re the kindest, Pig Bro. So, uh, can you heal me? Preferably get my feathers growing back, or I really won’t fly again!”
“Alright!” Pig Sir nodded without refusal, activating his blood crystal. Red light soon glowed from his hands.
Mo Fan watched as Pig Sir’s red light brushed over Chirp’s wings, and feathers began regrowing at a visible rate. The miraculous healing technique amazed Mo Fan.
It was his first time seeing such an impressive healing ability.
“How does my Regeneration Technique compare to Pig Sir’s Corpse Greed Technique?” Mo Fan wondered, a spark of anticipation rising.
In moments, Pig Sir healed Chirp, then moved to treat Little Yellow, finishing just as quickly.
“Who’s next?!” Little Yellow, brimming with energy, stepped back onto the field, scanning the demon minions.
“I’m up!” Leopard Head stepped forward, wielding a pumpkin hammer in each hand. His tall, robust frame looked formidable.
“Begin!” White Elephant roared, and Leopard Head charged at Little Yellow.
Little Yellow didn’t retreat, gripping a flying sword and meeting the challenge.
“Kid, abandoning fire arts for close combat is your dumbest move! But don’t worry, I’ll go easy, I won’t smash you into a pulp!” Leopard Head grinned, baring sharp fangs, swinging his twin hammers heavily at Little Yellow!
“Ah!!” Several spectating demons gasped, as if already seeing a gory scene.
Little Yellow’s slim frame was no match for Leopard Head’s bulk.
Boom! Boom!
Two loud crashes shook the ground, cracking the earth.
But Leopard Head’s hammers hit nothing.
“You lose!” Little Yellow, a blur, appeared behind Leopard Head, his sword tip at his opponent’s back.
“Damn it!” Leopard Head growled, furious, swinging his hammers to strike back.
“Don’t move, or I won’t mind piercing your heart!” Little Yellow’s threat rang in Leopard Head’s ears, forcing the brute to quell his anger. With a bitter smile, he said, “I surrender!”
“This round, Little Yellow wins!” White Elephant announced, and the demons exchanged stunned looks, shocked that the half-demon had defeated two strong minions in a row.
“Great!” Mo Fan laughed heartily.
The demons, seeing this, clapped and cheered, pushing the atmosphere to a lively peak.
Leopard Head tossed down a common spirit herb and slunk away.
More demon minions stepped up, but all were defeated by Little Yellow.
His Seven-Star Dragon Step alone made him untouchable, and his three-foot sword unleashed torrents of sword aura, making even Mo Fan envious.
He hadn’t systematically trained in sword techniques, let alone sword combat skills.
Even the sword pellet forging and control methods from Red Moon lacked sword combat training.
Beyond sword skills, Little Yellow’s fire arts and sword control were standout, defeating demon after demon.
When no one else dared challenge him, Mo Fan stepped forward, declaring, “From today, Black Wind Mountain will establish a new organisation, named Demon Net! Effective immediately, I appoint Little Yellow as Demon Net’s leader! Henceforth, Demon Net answers only to me. The enforcement team cannot interfere with Demon Net’s actions without my orders!”
Demon Net?
The demons exchanged glances, puzzled, as this organisation seemed to wield immense power, beyond even the enforcement team’s reach.
They waited for an explanation, but their king offered none.
