The World-Ending Light proved mightier than Jiang Chen imagined. It tore Blazingsun to pieces and annihilated both flesh and soul.
Strength drained from the young lord as soon as he put down the Scrutiny. His body felt so limp he swayed on his feet.
He was utterly worn out after using the True Dragon Rope of Water and Fire, the Great Veluriyam Torch, and the Scrutiny of Existence in quick succession. His consciousness was almost entirely dried up.
His mentality was already powerful beyond compare. Although he was a third level divine, his consciousness could rival anyone in the mid divine realm. In fact, a sixth level cultivator would be his equal at best, or perhaps a little inferior.
Even so, such a severe rate of consumption was too much for him to bear. His entire body felt empty, an obvious symptom of excessive mental drain.
He immediately swallowed several pills to finally recover a hint of vigor. Still, he had to abstain from straining himself any further in the short term.
The four beasts looked at him, heads hanging in shame. They knew the price heâd paid. Although their combined domain had played a role, the demon forefather had broken free in the last moments. They absolutely couldâve slowed him down for longer, but theyâd put their own safety first instead of showing as much determination as Blazingsun.
In fact, they couldnât be blamed for it. No one was keen to perish together with their enemies. Survival was a fundamental instinct.
Still, guilt assailed when they saw Jiang Chenâs sorry state.
The young lord had given them his full trust. Heâd always cared for them with wholehearted sincerity. They were never left out when it came to treasures or any opportunities.
Even a miraculous item like the Amaranth Clouddew Fruit had been theirs to enjoy.
By right, they should have contributed more. But theyâd hesitated, and the young lord had been the one to pay for it. They definitely had their share of responsibility for the current situation.
âYoung lord, will you be alright?â the Vermilion Bird asked, a little ashamed.
Jiang Chen waved it off with a sigh. âIt was my mistake. I hadnât expected Blazingsun to be this hard to deal with. Heâs probably almost on par with Goldenhowl.â
Back then, heâd shied away from a direct confrontation with the golden demon forefatherâs fearsome power.
But a fire demon shouldnât have been this troublesome. Victory seemed assured with all his preparations. He hadnât anticipated such an arduous fight.
Truly, one could never underestimate a demonâs strength in combat.
Rather guilt-stricken as well, Long Xiaoxuan offered, âYoung lord, we failed you this time. We arenât worthy of your care.â
Despite his usual arrogance, the dragon greatly valued relationships in his heart of hearts. He felt more guilty than anyone for the young lordâs current condition.
The Astral White Tiger was young, his mind not yet mature. He was often thick headed and a little slow on the uptake. In fact, this was cute in his own silly way. But seeing everyone with such a heavy conscience, he also realized they hadnât lived up to their status of sacred beasts and the humanâs care of them.
Even the Black Tortoise, the one whoâd contributed the most, knew deep down he couldâve done more.
âItâs fine. Thereâs no need to blame yourselves. In following me, you often have to risk your lives, so I naturally have to lead by example. Thatâs the natural order of things. How can I ask you to put yourselves in harmâs way if I do nothing but protect my hide?â Jiang Chen wanted to put this matter to rest.
The Vermilion Bird exclaimed, âItâs unfathomable for a human to be so empathetic, young lord. This battle is a warning for us, but itâs also a good lesson. At the very least, weâve become closer to each other. We can be certain now you arenât exploiting us, but see us as true friends.â
âThatâs right, the young lord is entirely different from other human powerhouses,â the Black Tortoise couldnât help but agree.
Long Xiaoxuanâs gaze was resolute. âThis is the last time. From today on, Iâll fight every battle as if it were my last. Iâll never retreat again.â
âHehe, you think Iâll lose to you? Bring it on!â The Astral White Tiger licked his lips.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âYou can count me in as well,â the Vermilion Bird added solemnly.
The Black Tortoise sighed. âEveryone is of the same mind. Count me in too. If all four of us fight without holding back, few beneath the heavens can stop us.â
Jiang Chen smiled. âDonât worry, youâve taken the Amaranth Clouddew Fruits, so youâre still far from fully reaching your potential. More battles await us in the future, and youâll witness even grander miracles by my side.â
âAhh, weâve really gained a lot this time,â sighed the Vermilion Bird with emotion. But its face suddenly sank. âBad news, there are other demon forefathers rushing over.â
âIs that so?â Long Xiaoxuanâs eyes shone with eagerness as he looked at Jiang Chen. âYoung lord, shall we fight again?â
Jiang Chen thought it over and nodded. âIt must be forefathers from the winged demon tribe. The fighting here was too frenetic for them to miss.â
âHehe, winged demons arenât as ferocious as titan demons, or as sharp as golden demons, or as explosive as fire demons. Their only advantage lies in their agility.â The Vermilion Bird also burned with an intense fighting spirit.
The young man nodded. âThereâs nothing remarkable about them other than their mobility. Theyâre as swift as the wind and are good at dodging, but if we can reduce their speed, theyâll have no choice but to fight us toe-to-toe.â
Restless, the four beasts all itched to erase the shame from the previous battle as soon as possible.
âYoung lord, can you still hold on?â The divine bird looked earnestly at Jiang Chen.
The other three also looked at him with hope, their desire for battle almost palpable.
The young man had recovered some energy thanks to pills, but his consciousness couldnât be so easily restored. Another intense bout would be an enormous ordeal for his depleted consciousness.
But the winged demons would soon be upon them. It was too late to steal away in peace, at any rate. They would be dogged by enemies hot on their tails. Speed was a winged demonâs specialty, after all.
Furthermore, it was the best chance to deal with that particular tribe and weaken the enemies even further. A few more dead forefathers would be an enormous blow for the demons.
Jiang Chen was truly tempted.