Demon King: Hero, don’t run away!

Icaro Flo’s worries were unnecessary.

Having encountered the Curse Sect multiple times, even if Yang Yu were foolish, he would still prepare contingency plans.

The weapon ”Dark Breaking Blade” forged from the Heavenly Stone can not only strike spiritual bodies but also inflict extra damage on demons, spiritual bodies, the Undead Race, and so on.

Opening the system, Yang Yu cannot see the attributes of each spiritual body within the black mist.

Only when the spiritual body materializes, does the attribute panel pop up.

Based on previous engagements with the ”Diligent Zero Skill,” the spiritual body should be able to materialize certain parts of its body separately, each having its own blood bar.

Yang Yu observed carefully, noticing that the blood bar of the attacking demon beast spirit transitioned from non-existent to shallow, then to deep.

This indicates that the materialization of the spiritual body requires time and doesn’t happen instantly.

This information provides Yang Yu with significant room for error.

The vast sea of black mist, to Yang Yu now, is an endless sea of experience.

The question is, how much experience can he and his team devour, and what price does his troop need to pay to escape the black mist?

The Curse Sect isn’t foolish; releasing so many black spiritual bodies, they must be trying to delay.

It’s likely the demon is approaching, and time must not be wasted for the sake of greed for experience.

Just after severing a demon beast spirit, another demon beast spirit emerged from the black mist.

This time, it was a snake demon beast’s spiritual body.

The snake spirit bent its neck, springing its bloody mouth forward like a spring, the fangs glinting with a sharp light under the Holy Light, instantly appearing before Yang Yu, aiming for his throat.

Stepping back, Yang Yu swung the ”Dark Breaking Blade,” slicing the snake in two.

The triangular snake head fell to the ground, and the snake did not immediately disappear upon transforming into a spirit.

The lower half of the snake spirit’s body rapidly expanded, explosively bursting open, spraying out a mass of purple smoke, encircling Yang Yu.

Holding his breath and jumping back repeatedly, Yang Yu evaded the expanding purple smoke. Little did he know, the snake’s head used the purple smoke created by its body as cover, suddenly darting out, opening its bloody mouth again aiming for Yang Yu’s neck.

Before Yang Yu could react, the spirit controlled by Icaro Flo came before him, its sword blade wreathed in layers of flame, splitting the approaching snake head in two.

The floating purple poison gas met open flame, causing a ”boom” explosion, silently disappearing.

”Are you alright?”

Through the Contracted Spirit Body, Icaro Flo inquired about Yang Yu’s status, to which Yang Yu replied with a smile:

”I’m fine.

Just now, I could have handled it myself.

You all should be more careful; I’ve heard powerful spiritual bodies devour weaker ones...

I’ve battled the Curse Sect many times, and my experience surpasses yours.

But such experience can only be understood, not explained.

Others don’t know what’s hidden behind the black mist, how to deal with it, you ’Corpse Collection Coffin’ know how to explain it better than I.

To endure through the black mist depends on you.”

”This old man will do my utmost, regardless of the situation, I’ll never slacken.”

Soon after Icaro Flo spoke, he suddenly frowned, as something incredibly impossible appeared within his perception range.

Countless unrelated spiritual bodies were being intertwined, molded by invisible hands into separate ”birds.”

These birds, formed by multiple spiritual bodies, amazingly achieved unimaginable materialization!

”Sky mages! Be careful!”

Despite his age, Icaro Flo shouted loudly towards the mages in the sky.

But before Icaro Flo’s words fell, numerous distorted, crow-stitching spiritual bodies with human eyes on their bodies flitted from the black mist covering the mountains, soaring high, charging towards the mages weaving magic in the air.

Because Bai Jin recently released a super large magic, the magic power in the air had not fully recovered, not sufficient to support powerful magic attacks, greatly reducing the efficiency of mages weaving range magic, delaying the bombardment of range magic into the black mist.

The eerie birds attacked, causing several mages to panic, and they hurled unfinished range magic towards the birds.

The materialized flying spiritual bodies were unafraid of these unformed magics, stirring up a gust, directly shattering those mages’ magics, swiftly approaching the magic-weaving mages.

The human eyes on the flying spirits turned, locking onto a nearby mage.

The targeted mage became fearful, mentally collapsed, breaking away from the magic troop in the air, strenuously flying towards the possibly existing edge of the black mist.

However, before he flew far, a black flying spirit rapidly pierced through his heart, a fatal strike.

The mage lost balance, plunging into the vast black mist, his soul devoured by the mist, becoming part of the darkness.

The situation was urgent, Bai Jin paused the range magic she had been weaving, sweeping her wand before her, forming several Frost Ice Arrows that shot into the flock of birds.

Several approaching feathered crows were pierced by Bai Jin’s Frost Ice Arrows, wailing as they fell from the sky.

A stone thrown into water creates a thousand ripples, with each eerie feathered crow falling through the black mist, countless black feathered crows emerged crawling from the mist, forming a dense mass, surging towards Bai Jin and the rest once more.

Bai Jin fired several Frost Ice Arrows again, yet faced with the overwhelming black feathered crows, her attacks barely made a dent.

For the completion of that previous super large magic, Bai Jin exhausted much of her stamina and magic power, making crafting new area attack magic to annihilate these flying spirits exceedingly difficult.

There was only one way left.

Clutching her wand, Bai Jin flew high upwards, adjusting the range magic she had woven earlier, reducing its scope and power, conserving magic power while allowing quicker completion of the magic.

Originally intended to target the black mist, Bai Jin now had no choice but to direct it towards the flying spirits.

Resolving the immediate crisis was necessary before offering support below.

Besides Bai Jin, other mages also came to their senses, joining Bai Jin flying into the high skies, adjusting their magic strategies.

With the spell chanting completed, Bai Jin turned in mid-air, facing the thousands upon thousands of flying spiritual bodies charging towards her.

Gripping her magic wand tightly, Bai Jin chanted the last bit of the spell, forming a fiery magic array before her wand, spewing countless searing flames, engulfing countless flying spirits.

The other mages also exerted their strength, launching attacks on the approaching flying spirits, with various types of magic exploding in the sky like brilliant fireworks.

The black spiritual bodies burned, falling from mid-air.

Before they could hit the ground, these spirits transformed into rays of light, disappearing without a trace.

Bai Jin and the others annihilated the birds, but it was only temporary.

The black mist surged again, simultaneously spewing out black bird-shaped stitched spirits towards Bai Jin’s group, while also intensifying the release of increasingly powerful demon beast spirits towards the expeditionary team.