Two hours later, after Xiao Nanfeng distilled the essence of two Wingform-realm inner cores, he had recovered from the worst of his injuries.1

Without the threat of the Wingform-realm crow spirits, and with many Spiritsong-realm crow spirits killed by the Immortal's Destruction, the elders were able to take control of the fighting. They forced the crow spirits to the sea, then surrounded and killed them. There was enough breathing room that the most seriously injured elders could return to the island proper and rest.0

"Die!" Zhao Yuanjiao roared from high in the air.0

"No!" the final Wingform-realm crow spirit shrieked.0

Everyone looked up to see Zhao Yuanjiao soaring into the sky, brandishing his sword in one hand. Dozens of crescent blades appeared around his sword in the form of afterimages, striking the Wingform-realm crow spirit like a meteor. The Wingform-realm crow spirit disintegrated in a spray of flesh and blood.0

After Zhao Yuanjiao slew the final Wingform-realm crow spirit, he quickly joined the elders. The Spiritsong-realm crow spirits, already at a disadvantage, easily fell...0