My Demon Friends-Chapter 644 - 611: Chrysanthemum Rice Noodles

BOOM!

BOOM!

Two explosions went off almost simultaneously, and the mountaintop's rock face was instantly covered in cracks. The cave itself collapsed completely, debris spreading out before the entrance, crushing the weeds beneath.

Several chunks of rock flew towards them, all of which Yin Le either swatted away casually or intercepted by other means.

However, the commotion in the cave not only failed to settle, but it grew increasingly violent.

With a thunderous crash, a huge figure burst through the rocks and debris, emerging from the cave. The red light Barrier Yin Le had set up crumbled like fragile paper, shattering into countless specks of light.

THUMP!

Zhou Li unleashed the Ventilation Technique.

The force surging from him was like a fully loaded semi-truck barreling along at full speed, and it collided with the Demon, which was about the size of the truck.

BOOM!

The sound was ear-splitting.

At the point of collision, many glowing, crimson droplets burst forth, seemingly the blood of this Monster.

But it was clear the Monster hadn't been knocked back into the completely shattered cave. To be precise, the Monster's strike had been stronger; it smashed through the force of the Ventilation Technique and continued forward a short distance before stopping to catch its breath, then charged into the sky.

"Retreat!"

Following Yin Le's command, the three of them quickly retreated while looking up.

This Monster appeared to be even larger than the original cave opening and moved with startling speed. Upon emerging, it unfolded its massive blood-colored wings, suddenly stirring up the dust and sand below and bending the grass and wild trees, which rustled and shook violently. Its flung blood ignited large fires as it landed on the dry grass.

FLAP, FLAP...

The sound of those large wings flapping in the sky put immense psychological pressure on the three of them.

Zhou Li had already determined that this was a Great Demon.

It was not uncommon to encounter Great Demons lacking rationality, nor those with brutal temperaments, but those devoid of reason and overtly evil and savage were rare.

Not because Great Demons were less prone to fall from grace. On the contrary, according to Zhou Li's understanding, most of the initial batch of evil demons that fell had been Great Demons. He was unclear on specifics, only that it was related to the process of Demons migrating to Earth. But after so many years, those less intelligent yet brutal and bloodthirsty Demons had mostly been captured by humans or other Demons.

This was far beyond their expectations.

There was no time to think further, as they already felt an oppressing force above their heads.

Although the Monster had been bombarded by Zhou Li until it was drenched in blood, it didn't flee in fear. Instead, it was provoked into hate and frenzy, and it dove vertically towards them.

In an instant, countless pieces of paper around Yin Le began to whirl, then spontaneously ignited, transforming into Fire Birds that soared into the sky.

Zhou Li too gathered his Spiritual Power without hesitation, firing it towards the sky.

Meanwhile, atop a distant hill, the old monster sat on a paulownia tree full of pale purple flowers, his figure hidden within them.

Through his eyes, he saw an enormous invisible column constructed purely of Spiritual Power rise straight into the heavens. Although it was later than the swarm of Fire Birds, it only took an instant to surpass them, seemingly becoming a mystical conduit between heaven and earth, looking visually stunning.

But the opponent was too fast. Having anticipated Zhou Li's attack from the surging Spiritual Power, it took flight elsewhere with a flap of its wings.

RUMBLE!

Thunder boomed across the sky.

The shockwave scattered the flames, creating a heatwave that swept over the land.

TSK TSK...

The old monster smacked his lips, which were now stained dark purple by mulberries as if he had been poisoned. He held a bucket of mulberries, eating and criticizing, "I thought we agreed to keep it down. Setting off fireworks in broad daylight... I'd like to see you explain this one."

He grinned, continuing to eat his mulberries.

His hands too were dyed by the fruit.

The trio on the distant mountaintop also recognized the strength of their foe and the danger of this battle, growing tense.

Yin Le reconstructed the red light Barrier, which now shone brighter than before. The intense heat not only withered the grass on the ground but also caused his two teammates to be exceedingly uncomfortable. He was surrounded by more and more burning Fire Birds, their light nearly scarlet. He no longer cared whether ordinary people would notice the anomaly.

The Young Heavenly Master was completely focused, eyeing the sky and holding an ancient copper lamp, ready to evade at any moment.

The lamp held a bean-sized flame that seemed able to slow the enemy's speed and reaction time.

Only Zhou Li was responsible for the offense.

He temporarily ceased using the Spiritual Power Wave and switched to Thunder Strike, continuously slapping his hands together, launching attacks at the huge yet swift Monster soaring above, not daring to blink.

However, only a few of his strikes hit the mark.

Luckily for them, it was Zhou Li who could sustain such continuous output.

Occasionally, the Monster would spit a light orb downwards, attempting to bombard them, but before it even touched the ground, it was intercepted and detonated by Fire Birds that flew out from Yin Le.

Zhou Li realized that this Great Demon was much stronger than the previous slime Demon. His 'Thunder Palm' was like heavy artillery, capable of destroying a standalone house with ease. It could instantly blast a shape-shifting Demon into pieces, forcing it to lose half of its body just to cling to life. But when hitting this Great Demon, it only caused superficial wounds. While it seemed to be seriously injured with bloodied flesh, it was far from a crippling injury.

Nevertheless, as it soared in the sky, being hit still caused it to lose balance and plummet sideways for a moment, which he often used as an opportunity for consecutive bombardment.