Black light streaked across the sky. It emitted an ear-piercing tearing sound, creating fine spatial fissures. Suddenly, a pitch-black battle blade, giving off boundless murderous aura, appeared in front of the angels.

“It’s terrifying!” The angel leader holding the spatial ring gasped, and his pupils contracted. He detected great danger, and he reflexively stepped back. Unfortunately, his speed was noticeably lessened by his serious injuries, and he could only watch in horror as the dark blade raced toward him through the air.

Splutter!

Scarlet blood gushed out. The wounded, flustered angel leader wanted to raise his blade and block the attack, but he didn’t have before he was struck again. Yang Ling’s swift blade slashed him from his right shoulder to his left thigh, leaving a wound so deep that the bones could be seen. Yang Ling had almost him cut in half.

“You! Who are you?” The dying angel leader lay on the ground. He took a breath, with great difficulty, and squinted up at the murderous-looking Yang Ling, who held the Battle Soul Blade. He racked his brains, but he still couldn’t figure when he might have offended this terrifying expert.

“Who I am doesn’t matter to a birdman like you who’s about to die. Die!”

Yang Ling sneered coldly and then moved quickly. He pounced at his target and thrust his left hand into the angel leader’s mangled chest. He took out the angel’s Godhead and weaved a Wizard Seal. He began to absorb his soul at the highest speed possible.

Everything occurred instantly, as fast as lightning.

He was incredibly fast, and the injured angel leader couldn’t get out of the way in time. Even the angels in the vicinity couldn’t provide help fast enough.

“Sir, sir…”

“Let’s leave; let’s leave quickly and report this to the City Lord. Hurry up!”

…

When the remaining angels witnessed the miserable death of the angel leader, they turned pale with fright. Some of them charged at Yang Ling recklessly, but others retreated in panic and flapped the wings on their backs as hard as they could. They tried to use their highest speed to escape this crisis. They were Scorch Angels, and their speed was several times higher than ordinary Twelve-Winged angels. It was difficult for ordinary God-Level Experts to pursue them!

Unfortunately, they had come across Yang Ling’s team, the strong young Magical Beast Divine Branch.

Roar!

As a roar echoed out, the Golden Roc took its true form and pierced the chest of the swiftest escaping angel. Just the supreme wave of pressure emanated by this Wandering Divine Beast was enough to suffocate the angels, not to mention its sharp-clawed attacks.

A Wandering Divine Beast?

The experienced and knowledgeable angels looked at the Corpse Wizard King, the Dark Dragon King, and the others who had emerged suddenly before they saw the bloodthirsty and malevolent Golden Roc. The angels’ bodies couldn’t help but shiver. They’d realized that Yang Ling’s team was very powerful, but they still hadn’t expected that he’d have a Divine Beast with a Dimensional Wanderer’s power.

Upon seeing the Horned Dragon King, the Dark Dragon King, and other flying giant dragons, the angels’ scalps had already gone numb, and this effect took a turn for the worse when they saw the Wandering Divine Beast, emitting its boundless wave of pressure.

“Don’t spare anyone!” Yang Ling gave the numerous angels were trying to escape an ice-cold glare. He issued orders in a deep voice before he teleported over to the Titan’s corpse and started absorbing his soul as quickly as he could, before it dissipated.

Refining and absorbing powerhouses’ souls was a shortcut for Wizard Spells practice, as well as advancement to the peak of the Soul Wizard Stage. He could also steal their memory and quickly learn a lot about a variety of things.

“Thunderous Strike!”

“Death Ripples!”

The Blood Angel Ophelia, the Corpse Wizard King, and the others decisively launched their sharp attacks. They cast the Demon God Battle Formation and fused their power. Then their attacks turned very incisive, each more powerful than the next. Yang Ling and the Golden Roc didn’t even have to fight, as the others quickly killed dozens of angels by themselves.

It was the Binding Space engulfing the whole battlefield, the Demon God Battle Formation fusing their power, and the surprise nature of the attack that caught the targets off-guard.

The Twelve-Winged Angels were unprepared, and they died rapidly, one after another. They had already sustained serious injuries due to the Titan’s exploding Godhead, and now they faced these ferocious attacks. They couldn’t even escape, let alone counterattack.

After Yang Ling cast the Soul Tampering Spell, he managed to quickly refine and absorb the angels’ souls. Then, he issued orders and waved his hands to summon the Twin-legged Flying Dragon Mounts. “Rodriguez, deal with this place. Let’s leave promptly.”

“Lord, you can set your mind at ease. I will get right on it.”

The Corpse Wizard King laughed and skillfully gathered the spatial rings from the hands of the angels before he commanded the group

to clean up the battlefield. After he ascertained that there weren’t any treasures left, he took the Rotten Corpse Powder that Alice had made from his pockets and smeared it atop the corpses. The corpses quickly melted into a yellow liquid that seeped into the ground. Finally, the Corpse Wizard King waved his hand and summoned heavy rain that washed away the footprints and bloodstains on the ground. It cleaned the battlefield thoroughly!

They killed people to silence them, destroyed the bodies, and erased their tracks.

The Corpse Wizard King’s battle-commanding ability was outstanding, and his experience in destroying corpses and erasing evidence was second to none.

Swoosh!

The group mounted the Twin-legged Flying Dragons and left quickly. Immediately, they disappeared on the horizon. By the time the City Amongst the Clouds’ angels arrived, they had disappeared completely, and the angels couldn’t find any useful clues.

After Yang Ling flew a large distance, he led the crowd toward a desolate valley, where they stopped. He sat cross-legged on a cold slab and started organizing the memories of the Titans and and the Angels.

It turned out that the emergence of the Mother Nest, which could produce Wandering Divine Beasts, had attracted the attention of various factions, and they had all dispatched their elites into the Graveyard of Gods and Devils. They searched obsessively for the Mother Nest. But even after several months, they couldn’t capture it. However, they did find a Mother Egg that could detect the Mother Nest’s location, and after a series of battles both open and covert, the Power King Branch won the Mother Egg with its countless experts.

After they got the Mother Egg, the Power King Branch’s Titans had sneaked into the Chaos Dimension and looked everywhere for the Mother Nest. They were very careful, but they still couldn’t hide from various factions’ spies, and they suffered many interceptions and assassination attempts. Many of those interceptions and assassination attempts were ordered by the influential City Amongst the Clouds. The City Amongst the Clouds was determined to get the Mother Nest, and it dispatched a large number of powerful Battle Angels.

The Titans were facing various great factions’ hunting and interceptions, so the Sky Titan that commanded them asked for reinforcement from the Power King to help them complete the mission smoothly. He also divided the numerous Titans into 100 small teams and sent them to attract the attention of the crowd. As for the Sky Titan, he took the Mother Egg and rushed toward the Far West Land, where the Mother Nest was located. He hoped to find the Mother Nest quickly and bring it back to the Power Dimension.

The group had come across three Titans on their journey, just one of the small teams. Those Titans had been intercepted and killed by the City Amongst the Clouds’ Angel Battle Team.

Far West Land?

After Yang Ling understood the whole sequence of events, he thought about the Starry Sky Castle that was in the Far West Land and about the vast Nine Phantom Mountain Range. He couldn’t help but wonder.

At first, he’d just hoped to explore Skyreach Tower and buy a Star Indicator of the Death Dimension on this trip to the Far West Land. The Magical Beast Divine Branch was developing rapidly, but it still couldn’t contend against great factions, and he’d never considered taking the Mother Nest. But now it seemed like he might have a chance.

If he wanted to rise above all the great factions and get the Mother Nest, he wouldn’t just need great power, he’d also need outstanding luck.

Buzz!

A buzzing noise pierced the air, accompanied by intense Energy Ripples and a strong wave of pressure. Even the Magical Beasts ten miles away instantly laid in fright on the ground. They laid motionless and their bodies even began to shiver.

Yang Ling raised his head and glimpsed a black light beam that was closing in on him. The crowd was in a valley, and this beam quickly streaked through the sky overhead. A man clad in black battle armor could be seen in the black light. He had a sharp gaze, as well as a treacherous-looking face. Wherever he passed, he left behind bone-chilling cold air.

“Is… Is this a Core Deity, or a Dimensional Wanderer?”

When Yang Ling detected the intense Energy Ripples and a terrific wave of pressure in the air, surprise appeared on his face and he cast the Binding Space Wizard Spell without the least bit of hesitation. He emitted a dense Crystal Mist that enveloped Yuna, Alice, and the others. He also quickly wove hand signs and cast Wizard Incantations. He set up Restriction Spells at the highest speed possible.

He didn’t start fighting yet, but he did detect intense danger. The aura emitted by the black-clothed man reminded him of the Abyssal Demon Lord that had descended once on the Demon Hall. They both had unfathomable powers and emitted a terrific wave of pressure.

Yang Ling quickly made preparations for battle as a precaution. But the black-clothed man in the air didn’t stop–he sped off, along with the dense black gas. He flew straight to the west at a high speed, disappearing into the horizon.

“It’s so strange… Could it be that something occurred in the west?” Yang Ling looked at the boundless western region and shook his head in confusion. He rested for several hours before setting off to the distant Far West Land with the group. He also got more prudent on the road as a precaution.

On the road, they came across a surprising number of experts with unfathomable powers flying fearlessly through the air. They were all flying straight into the west. They also frequently came across groups of Twelve-Winged Angels, all flying hurriedly west under the command of angel leaders. Something must have happened in the west.

“Could it be that various great factions found clues to the Mother Nest in the Far West Land?” As Yang Ling considered this matter, he suddenly thought of a certain possibility and mulled it over. Then, he and the group mounted the swift Wandering Divine Beast, the Golden Roc. They flew west at the highest speed possible.

The Twin-legged Flying Dragons were much slower than the Golden Roc, and if they had ridden them, they would have had to travel for at least a year to reach the Far West Land. The numerous experts had great power and high speed, and there wouldn’t be anything left by the time the group arrived on Flying Dragons. If they rode the Golden Roc and rushed over there swiftly, even if they couldn’t get the Mother Nest, they would still get to witness a rare great battle.