Although Yang Hong was very efficient at slaughtering fourth and fifth-tier demons.
As his slaughter continued, the number of water dragons participating in the attack on Guangyou Island dwindled.
This naturally caught the attention of the sixth-tier demon kings.
"Ou Hao, you're fast, go investigate what's happening. Why have ten water dragons stopped appearing?"
On a massive sea vessel hundreds of feet long, a stout man, standing two zhang tall, instructed a short, plump middle-aged man with a round face beside him.
"Alright, I'll go take a look."
The plump middle-aged man leaped into the air, immediately transforming into his true form, a giant seagull with a wingspan of over sixty zhang.
With a gentle flap of its wings, a level 10 gale erupted across the nearby sea.
The seagull in the sky vanished without a trace.
Its speed was likely several times the speed of sound.
And this was merely Ou Hao's casual flight.
Soon, Ou Hao discovered Yang Hong's silhouette.
"What human brat dares to kill my demon race?"
As Yang Hong finished off the thirteenth group of demons, he saw a colossal being diving rapidly from the sky.
"What a big bird, so big... and black and white."
Yang Hong grumbled and took a step back.
One step covered a hundred zhang, and he effortlessly retreated beyond the giant seagull's attack range.
"Bang!"
Ou Hao crashed directly into the sea, sending up waves dozens of zhang high. The gale even blew Yang Hong back another three zhang.
Yang Hong suppressed the urge to use his [Guardian] Fist Intent to quickly kill the giant seagull, and took another step back.
He wanted to test his true strength.
Yes, his strength without using his strongest fist intent.
"It really is a human brat! A mere fourth-tier brat, yet you don't flee upon seeing me?"
Ou Hao transformed into human form beneath the sea and surfaced, surprised to see only Yang Hong, who was at the Golden Core realm.
"Heh heh, what are you, you round-faced big bird? You're so ugly."
Seeing the ugly face that resembled a Mahjong tile, Yang Hong burst into laughter.
That face was truly hideous.
"Brat, you're courting death!"
Upon hearing Yang Hong call him ugly, Ou Hao couldn't contain himself. He tilted his head, and beams of gray light shot from his eyes towards Yang Hong's face.
"A sneak attack? Your speed is lacking."
Yang Hong simply dodged sideways, letting the two gray beams pass.
"Is that so? How about this?"
Ou Hao seemed to have anticipated that Yang Hong could evade his first attack.
Therefore, while launching the light beams from his eyes, he raised his hands, and instantly hundreds of feather darts shot towards Yang Hong simultaneously.
Not only were the darts fast, but halfway through their flight, each split into three, expanding the attack range.
The area within 300 zhang around Yang Hong was completely covered.
"Nothing more than this."
Yang Hong scoffed, and instead of retreating, he advanced. He took only four steps to break through the dart blockade and close in to within thirty zhang of Ou Hao.
"Haha, brat, you've walked right into a trap."
As he spoke, Ou Hao unleashed his domain power, belonging to a sixth-tier Nascent Soul cultivator.
Yang Hong instantly became unable to move, as if his body were encased in cement.
A domain is a power that cultivators at the sixth-tier Nascent Soul realm begin to comprehend.
By connecting with the spiritual energy in space through divine sense, and based on the spiritual essence perceived by the cultivator, a small-scale world with the rules of the cultivator's perceived spiritual essence is established within a certain space.
Within the domain's world, the domain's owner's combat power can be doubled, or even increased severalfold or tens of times.
Enemies, on the other hand, will be suppressed by the rules within the domain, only able to exert half, or even a tenth, a hundredth of their usual strength.
This is an ability that sixth-tier cultivators can only use after comprehending certain spiritual essence rules.
It is normal for lower-tier cultivators to reach the seventh-tier without comprehending a domain.
This Ou Hao, the giant seagull, was clearly a talented demon.
"Kid, do you still dare to be arrogant? Hahaha!"
Seeing Yang Hong trapped, Ou Hao laughed heartily, recalled the feather darts that had missed, and shot them at Yang Hong again.
"Stone Armor Technique, Golden Armor Technique, Vajra Body Protection Technique!"
Yang Hong did not immediately break free from the domain's restraint. He quickly formed hand seals, and three layers of protective spells were cast upon him.
"Clang clang clang~~"
As the spells were completed, the feather darts struck him, producing a pleasant metallic clanging sound.
"Damn, that stings a bit."
With the three layers of protective spells, Yang Hong was naturally unharmed, but the pain was unavoidable.
"Brat? Are you human, or a demon?"
Seeing that Yang Hong was still alive, Ou Hao immediately withdrew the feather darts and hovered them three zhang away from Yang Hong, asking in surprise.
"Guess."
Yang Hong smiled strangely, tossing the question back to Ou Hao.
"Guess? Guess your sister! Get up!"
Yang Hong's "Guess" once again infuriated Ou Hao.
Hundreds of feather darts continuously shot at Yang Hong. He produced a feather fan and began to fan towards Yang Hong.
Visible cyan wind blades rapidly generated within the domain and then slashed down at Yang Hong.
"Wind?"
"That's right, it was the wind that trapped me. No wonder I felt a sense of familiarity."
Seeing the cyan wind blades approaching, Yang Hong could not evade them. He cast spells again, and five defensive formations instantly protected him.
At the same time, a faint, gentle breeze slowly blew from Yang Hong's body.
This was Yang Hong's Clear Wind Sword Intent.
"Boom, boom, boom~"
The dense wind blades arrived almost simultaneously, and Yang Hong was forced to retreat repeatedly.
However, apart from his face turning red, there were no other abnormalities.
The five layers of defensive spells, with only four broken, withstood this round of attacks.
Concurrently, Yang Hong's left hand was still forming hand seals, while a green flying sword floated in his right palm.
"Bastard! You are definitely not human!
A human body cannot be this tough!"
Ou Hao exclaimed again in shock.
He was a sixth-tier demon king who had comprehended a domain, yet he was being so easily dismissed by a fourth-tier little crawler.
How could he unleash successive attacks and still not break through Yang Hong's defenses?
"Black Mist Wind Tornado."
Ou Hao roared, and the feather darts and cyan wind blades surrounding Yang Hong began to rotate.
The rotating feather darts then began to fuse with the wind blades, transforming into cyan longswords, and under the influence of the spell, they spun rapidly.
A series of "clang, clang, clang" cracking sounds immediately erupted.
Yang Hong's body finally bore fine wounds, and streaks of blood seeped out.
"Alright, the physical defense test is also completed for me.
The truth is, I cannot directly defend against a sixth-tier spell's direct attack.
So, let me test my offensive power, big bird."
Yang Hong's muttered words turned into a loud roar. The flying sword in his hand pointed forward, and his [Clear Wind] Sword Intent erupted with full force.
"Haha, brat, are you stupid? Using wind-elemental spells within my Black Wind Domain?
Die!"
Ou Hao sensed the spiritual essence of the Clear Wind Sword Intent and burst into laughter.
"Idiot, you are truly cute, making me laugh. I almost don't want to kill you."
"But I do!"
Yang Hong responded to Ou Hao's mockery with only a sword strike.
"Wind Rises Gently, Wind is Clear and Silent."
As Yang Hong finished his incantation,
Yang Hong had already appeared behind Ou Hao.
And the green flying sword had completely pierced through Ou Hao's body.
"How is this possible? So fast~"
Ou Hao only had time to gasp, and his head fell to the ground.
In Yang Hong's left hand, there was another sword,
A fourth-grade wind-attribute short sword.
This one sword strike decapitated a sixth-tier demon king.