Starting With 100 Million Lives-Chapter 771: Finished in Seconds

Across from them, the Sparrow Demons slowly lifted their heads from captivity.

Maybe they had been oppressed for too long; their gaze was numb and empty.

However, upon seeing the figure standing at the forefront, a brilliant radiance suddenly burst forth from their previously lifeless eyes!

"Great Emperor!"

"It's the Great Emperor!"

"Great Emperor, have you come to rescue us?"

The late-stage Quasi-Emperor leader of the Eagle Race sneered incessantly from behind.

"You Sparrow Race are truly ignorant of danger. Is this the helper you've invited?"

He glared at Brother Cheng, a hint of ruthless malice flashing across his eyes.

"If you dare make a move, I will immediately execute them!"

Other Eagle Race Quasi-Emperors jeered one after another.

"Aren't you going to surrender now?"

"Aren't you here to rescue them? As long as you surrender, I'll release them, how about it?"

"Do you want to get them killed?"

Despicable!

So shameless!

Among the surrounding Demons, similar thoughts were voiced.

It's nothing short of moral coercion.

Everyone knows that surrendering would lead to a miserable end.

It's possible that the Eagle Race might still execute the Sparrow Demons.

But if you fight back, they would kill them immediately, claiming it was your resistance that caused their deaths.

This is truly a no-win situation.

Six Eagle Race Quasi-Emperors were powerful enough for a frontal assault, yet they resorted to such hostage tactics, thoroughly underhanded.

However, such unscrupulous means are often remarkably effective.

"Great Emperor, don't worry about us!"

The captive Sparrow Demons suddenly cried out fiercely.

"Just strike!"

"Avenge for us!"

"Kill us first, then kill the Eagle Race, we won't drag you down!"

The Demons watching were all moved.

They had always looked down on the Sparrow Demons, but now they realized how tenacious this tribe could be.

What kind of spirit is this?

Even the Quasi-Emperors of the Eagle Race were startled.

"Damn it!"

The leading late-stage Quasi-Emperor flapped his wings, coldly commanding.

"Kill them as a sacrifice!"

Just as the words fell, Brother Cheng made his move.

Indeed, he directed his actions toward the Sparrow Demons.

After all, they stood directly in front of him.

This move rendered all Demons around and behind the Sparrow Demons unable to perceive the scene before them.

All they could hear was the eerie roar, and the skies suddenly darkened.

Soon it brightened once again.

Looking ahead, the shackles on the Sparrow Demons had vanished, and they were unharmed.

Behind them, ninety-nine percent of the Eagle Race forces had disappeared in an instant.

Tens of thousands of Golden Immortals and thousands of Demon Venerables turned into green smoke, leaving not a trace.

Over a hundred Demon Kings turned to ash, with embers still drifting in the air.

And the six Quasi-Emperors met a similar fate as their Demon Bodies shattered, blood staining the Long Sky, Divine Souls perished, all utterly slain.

In a mere few seconds, the Eagle Race was consigned to history.

Everything happened so suddenly, so swiftly.

Not only were the watching Demons baffled, but even the Sparrow Demons behind Brother Cheng, filled with confidence, stood in shock.

Was that the battle?

Did we just witness any combat?

To Brother Cheng, a single blow of Immortal Soul could easily annihilate them, truly no need for fighting.

Yet, he thought it too tidy.

The sorrowful predicament of the Sparrow Race needed washing anew with the enemy's blood.

However, this had far exceeded the limits of comprehension for all Demons present.

After a long silence, Yungong was the first to shout.

"The Great Emperor remains invincible as always!"

Other Sparrow Demons quickly reacted as well.

They swiftly mastered switching to jubilant praise mode.

"What damn Eagle Race, hardly a match for the Great Emperor!"

"I bet the Great Emperor wasn't even satisfied."

"The Eagle Race was too weak, we came to witness an epic battle, so disappointing isn't it?"

"The Great Emperor accidentally used a bit too much force; he didn't expect the opponent to be so fragile..."

"Hahahahaha..."

"So unfortunate for the Eagle Race, meeting a foe like the Great Emperor immediately, isn't it a hell mode?"

"Dying by the Great Emperor's hand is their fortune, it masks how weak they truly are..."

Brother Cheng felt an array of emotions!

The Sparrow Demons truly were professional cheerleaders, skillfully praising while critiquing the enemy with equal expertise.

If any remnants of the Eagle Race had breath left, hearing those words might make them die from anger right then.

The Demons watching stood slack-jawed.

What the hell is this?

What exactly happened?

Was the mighty Eagle Race really obliterated?

In mere seconds, the second-largest tribe among birds was wiped out?

Even witnessing it firsthand, even now seeing the remnants of the Quasi-Emperors below, they couldn't believe this was true!

Not long ago, they treated the Sparrow Race's expedition as a mere child's play, a farce.

Who can laugh now?

And when the Eagle Race experts appeared, they all believed today was the day the Sparrow Demons would be exterminated.

After all, the Eagle Race was strong, and Sparrow Race was weak, their power disparity intensely grim.

Yet now... the outcome reversed.

The Demons watching felt a chill run through their minds, looking at the figure ahead, shivering all over.

Great Emperor!

The true Great Emperor!

The young dozen Sparrow Demons in the group also screamed inside.

At this moment, they finally believed all the Sparrow History Yungong had previously shared.

Turns out the Sparrow Race had truly followed a formidable Great Emperor.

What tremendous power is this?

They couldn't even fathom.

Only knowing with him around, Sparrow Race could truly stand tall.

Yet soon, they fell into a deeper curiosity.

Why would such a powerful existence willingly play along with the Sparrow Race?

What could the Sparrow Race offer him?

Seems they could do nothing but be spectators!

If Brother Cheng heard their thoughts, he would surely say, "Kids, you guessed right."

"All I need are spectators."

Be it Quasi-Emperor Demon King or Golden/Celestial Immortal, to me, they are just the same.

After taking down the Eagle Race and saving dozens of Sparrow Demon Venerables and Golden Immortals, Brother Cheng unlocked the seals on their Demon Pills.

Minimal as it was, it somewhat enhanced the standing of the Sparrow Demons.

Then he waved magnanimously.

"There should be plenty of treasures and resources left in the Eagle Race's territory; go take them yourselves!"

For Brother Cheng, who viewed spoils as highly important, this was an extremely rare decision.

Through numerous battles, this choice only existed during Immortal City's Ascension Battle and those few at Immortal Demon Mountain, giving 'allies' the chance to seize resources.

Every other time, the spoils belonged solely to him.

After all, he required tremendous resources for leveling up, as his battles were fought solo, without relying on any help.

During the Immortal Demon Mountain battles, the Sparrow Demons managed to seize little.

Their combat power was too weak to compete with Feixian Sect and Azure Dragon Valley for resources.

Now Brother Cheng figured he should be considerate of his exclusive cheer squad, at least granting them some self-defense capabilities.