After its head, as hard as refined steel, was pierced by the halberd, the "Wind-Iron Beast" let out a pained roar, its eyes already dyed red by the streams of blood flowing down its forehead.
Even though its head had received a fatal blow, it did not die immediately. Its eyes suddenly turned a blazing white!
As the "Wind-Iron Beast's" eyes changed, it seemed as if countless blades instantly formed within them, and a faint sound of wind and thunder was emitted.
But Gong Chenying gave it no time. Her body sank, and her legs stomped violently on the ground. A formidable power erupted from her well-rounded and powerful legs.
"Boom!"
The ground beneath her feet, with her feet as the center, quickly cracked into a spiderweb pattern, spreading out in all directions.
The single hand holding the long halberd, with the strength of her waist and stance, flicked. A cyan light, even more dazzling than before, suddenly appeared on the long halberd.
At this moment, the countless blades in the "Wind-Iron Beast's" eyes were about to erupt!
However, its huge head, without any warning, suddenly exploded. Red, green, and white matter instantly splattered everywhere.
Not only did the "Wind-Iron Beast" fail to unleash its dying blow, but even its final sound was also drowned out. Its huge body slammed heavily onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The moment this "Wind-Iron Beast's" head exploded, Gong Chenying had already swept her halberd and left, not even looking at the result.
The next moment, while she was still in mid-air, her long halberd whipped up a gust of wind and struck out, sweeping horizontally towards another "Wind-Iron Beast" in the distance...
Half an hour later, the sounds of killing that filled the sky gradually dissipated. The remaining seven "Wind-Iron Beasts" desperately fled towards the depths of the western plain, their previous ferocious aura completely gone.
A large man snorted coldly, his voice shaking the four directions.
"You killed my clansmen. You should all stay here!"
Following his cold shout, the large man's burly figure had already stepped into the air in pursuit. Behind him, several figures followed closely.
At the same time, the large man's voice echoed between heaven and earth again.
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"A Ying, kill all the injured 'Wind-Iron Beasts' and treat the injured clansmen!"
As the voice spread, the large man and the other figures were already tailing the seven "Wind-Iron Beasts" that had fled to the horizon. With another flicker of their bodies, they were all gone.
"Yes, Father!"
Gong Chenying, covered in blood, had just retracted her long halberd. She stood on a high mound, the corpses of "Wind-Iron Beasts" already piled up like a small mountain beside her.
Even more "Wind-Iron Beast" corpses were scattered all over the ground, paving a path from the high mound downwards.
"A Yuan, A Zu, you two take a hundred men to gather the clansmen on the battlefield. Treat the living as soon as possible, and collect the bodies of the fallen later. The rest of the clansmen, follow me to annihilate those 'Wind-Iron Beasts'!"
With that, with a loud rumble, her body had already leaped high from a pile of corpses, charging towards the last few battle groups.
Following her charge, many people also followed with their sabers, hammers, and axes. In the eyes of some young men, as they looked at the slender figure stepping through the air and thrusting straight into the battle group, a trace of fanaticism appeared...
Half an incense stick's time later, the tall young woman with the long halberd on her back once again stood on a high mound. Looking at the shocking stretches of black and red flowing on the ground below, an infinite sorrow arose in her heart.
There lay the many clansmen who had just vanished, their heroic souls and hot blood!
Just an hour ago, the familiar faces were so vivid and full of life. Now, many of them had disappeared.
The sounds of them greeting her warmly were still echoing in her ears...
"A Ying, your cultivation is almost catching up to the clan head's. With you back, we can survive a little longer each time!"
"A Ying, when you were a child, I felt that you would not lose to any man in the clan. The cultivation of us old fellows has not grown much, but you have already become an expert."
"Using the seniority of those large clans and sects, you are already our 'senior,' ahahaha..."
"A Ying, don't look at us as old, but when it comes to killing 'Wind-Iron Beasts' in a while, you might not be able to catch up to us old fellows, hehehe..."
"Look, that's Sister A Ying. She's so beautiful. I wonder who will be lucky enough to marry her!"
"What, you really dare to think about it? With your Qi Condensation stage cultivation, you still want to be 'Qing A Wang'? Maybe I have a better chance, hehehe..."
Gong Chenying stared at the crimson earth below for a long time!
"She's really strong. There are no more than eight Golden Core realm masters in the clan who can defeat her."
On another high mound, there were several young men and women. They were also looking at the woman who had just returned not long ago, peerlessly elegant, with different expressions.
A look of wonder flashed in the eyes of many.
"A Yuan, the eight people you mentioned must include those old fellows, right? I don't think even you can defeat her!"
A young girl pouted and said to a young man who had just spoken.
She was very dissatisfied with A Yuan. A Ying had been away from the clan for many years. In many people's memories, she was still a little girl.
It hadn't been long since she returned, but some of the genius brothers in the clan who used to flock around them had started to talk about A Ying this, A Ying that.
This made this young girl and some of the other young female cultivators in the clan quite dissatisfied.
It was just that A Ying's character was very cold. She treated anyone who approached her with an expression that kept them at a thousand li distance, and never spoke more than a sentence to any young man in the clan.
This made many of the clansmen who went up to strike a conversation basically talk to themselves. Gong Chenying would just stare at them coldly, and in the end, they could only return dejectedly.
But this young girl had already heard that many families of high status in the clan had already started to propose marriage to the clan head.
This made them lose the feeling of being the center of attention, and a sense of jealousy and imbalance arose in their hearts.
The young man named A Yuan was still looking at the figure on the high mound. He said without turning his head.
"Although I cultivated the Qiongqi Purgatory Art to the mid-fourth layer earlier than her and have many more years of precipitation, in a real fight, the outcome is really hard to say."...
Gong Chenying just stood there, her mind filled with a myriad of thoughts.
The reason why "Wind God Continent" was called Wind God Continent was because in many places here, there was a kind of strange wind that came from underground.
In the places where these strange winds were, there would be huge holes in the ground, bottomless. When blown on a person, it wouldn't feel like much, but it could penetrate directly into the bone membrane.
If an ordinary person were to be blown by this wind, even if their surface was intact, they would instantly fall to the ground and become a puddle of flesh and mud, their entire skeleton melted.
Thus, various ferocious strange beasts were born around these holes in the ground. They had a common characteristic: their bodies were covered with a layer of impenetrable armor, their defensive power was extremely strong, and their strength was boundless.
Cultivators of equivalent strength to them would basically have a hard time breaking through the surface of the strange beasts. Often, they would need to use a stronger force to crush them.
At the same time, although the strange beasts had flesh and blood, they did not have meridians and a heart in their bodies, only a thick tube that ran through their entire body for eating.
Therefore, the strange beasts had only one weak point, and that was their heads. These strange beasts were collectively known as "Wind Beasts."
There were many huge holes on the Wind God Continent. No matter where you migrated, you would be within the attack range of some strange beasts. The biggest difference was that the types of strange beasts born were different.
The Tianli Clan had been attacked by three types of strange beasts since ancient times, one of which was a strange beast called the "Wind-Iron Beast."
These strange beasts would attack at least once every three to five days, and they were all beast tide-like attacks. The disasters caused were devastating for some weak races.
The most terrifying thing was when several kinds of strange beasts attacked together. In that case, different strange beast groups would also complement each other's weaknesses, and the number of deaths would increase exponentially.
The Tianli Clan had guarded their homeland like this generation after generation, but still, many clansmen died every year, and many new clansmen were born. And so it went on.
In order to kill the strange beasts with extremely strong defenses, the clansmen of the Tianli Clan had to be tested for their spirit root aptitude at birth. Most people would then embark on the arduous path of cultivation.
The cultivation methods they cultivated were mostly easy-to-learn versions evolved from the Qiongqi Purgatory Art, just continuously improved by previous generations of ancestors, forming a variety of unique styles.
Although the power was far inferior to the real Qiongqi Purgatory Art, which only core disciples could cultivate, it could still allow ordinary cultivators to quickly strengthen their body's defense and strength, greatly increasing the survival rate of the Tianli Clan's clansmen.
It was just that no matter which way of cultivating the Qiongqi Purgatory Art, the most difficult thing was the inhuman pain that came with cultivating this art. This made ninety-nine percent of the Tianli Clan's clansmen miserable.
Generally, those who could endure it were mostly male. They were born with a fierce spirit in their bones. This caused the Tianli Clan to place great importance on the gender of their offspring.
It was also for this reason that more cultivation methods appeared in the Tianli Clan. They all wanted to strengthen themselves without cultivating the Qiongqi Purgatory Art.
But the biggest characteristics of the "Wind Beast" were defense and strength. If one wanted to take the path of a Dharma Cultivator, unless they were given enough time.
But the clansmen of the Tianli Clan often had to participate in the battle to guard their homeland after they came of age, so the other cultivation methods that were developed were often mainly auxiliary.
The clan head of this generation of the Tianli Clan had only given birth to one daughter, named Gong Chenying!
This made the clansmen very disappointed. They hoped that the person who would take over as clan head in the future would be a powerful cultivator who could lead them to guard their homeland.
A year after Gong Chenying was born, the current clan head's Dao companion, a Golden Core expert in the Tianli Clan, perished in a Wind Beast tide.
The Tianli Clan's clan head had a very deep relationship with his Dao companion. After that battle, he never remarried, but just engrossed himself in hard cultivation. Whenever the strange beasts came, his killing intent would soar to the sky...
"Father, little sister said she wanted to be your brave little sister. I have slowly done it!"
On the high mound, Gong Chenying's thoughts were like a tide. In order to make herself strong back then, she had also taken many detours, and had even cultivated poison arts, trying to kill the Wind Beasts with poison arts.
Thinking of the hardships she had suffered when she cultivated poison arts, an ordinary and plain face suddenly appeared in her mind.
"I'm not as lucky as him. I just happened to have one of the three great peerless poison bodies by mistake..."
Back then, Gong Chenying had chosen the method of being devoured by poisonous creatures, trying to make herself stronger bit by bit in pain.
"You, where on earth have you gone? It's been so many years. The soul lamp is not extinguished, why don't you just come back..."
She had been hoping and waiting for his figure to appear on Little Bamboo Peak, but in the end, it was her who left.
And just at this moment, several figures suddenly broke through the sky. The one in the lead was none other than the clan head of the Tianli Clan. His killing intent was still soaring to the sky...
Ting Bixiao was in the main hall, listening to a report from a clansman.
They had also gained a lot of benefits from the Tianlan Prairie this time. These resources, of course, had to be transported back to the clan in batches.
For the storage of these cultivation resources, he personally handled it every time.
Suddenly, his expression moved, and he looked up in a certain direction. His gaze seemed to be able to pass through layers of obstacles and see through them.
The clansman who was reporting also stopped his narrative following Ting Bixiao's movement and also turned his head curiously, but he did not find anyone entering the main hall.
"Hmm, why are they back so soon?"
Ting Bixiao was a little curious. He then said to the clansman.
"You may go down. I will send you a voice transmission later, then you can come back!"
Before his voice had even fallen, his figure had disappeared from the main hall, leaving only the confused clansman.
Three thousand li away from the Giant Wood Clan, the "Cloud-Piercing Willow" was flying over at high speed!