Chapter 1550 - Gong Gongs Awakening
Troops of the Black Crow Clan that couldn't flee in time died at Liu Wuxie's hands. He cast the Dragon-Grasping Hand, and countless claws formed in the sky and plunged downward, each descent claiming a Black Crow Clan warrior's life.
Heirad tried to escape, but the Spirit Clan's chieftain struck him with a palm and ground him into ashes.
The Sky Devouring Divine Cauldron devoured faster and faster, its laws growing more complete with every breath. Its released aura climbed higher and higher. Now Liu Wuxie stood only one step away from the sixth-level Earth Immortal Realm.
The battle lasted for fifteen minutes. More than a hundred thousand warriors of the Black Crow Clan had arrived, yet only a little more than ten thousand managed to escape alive. With so many dead, the Black Crow Clan could no longer pose any threat to the Spirit Clan.
With that, the Spirit Clan claimed a tremendous victory. Inside the Sky City, celebrations erupted because this was the first large-scale victory the Spirit Clan had achieved in hundreds of thousands of years.
Everyone cheered in unison, "Feathered Emperor!"
Liu Wuxie's status surged as well, rising until he stood only second to the chieftain.
The Spirit Clan's elders stepped forward together because they knew this chance might never come again. "Chieftain, should we strike while the iron is hot and wipe out the Black Crow Clan in one sweep?"
The Black Crow Clan had already lost one Quasi-Immortal, leaving only the other behind. If the chieftain coordinated properly, they could eradicate the Black Crow Clan entirely.
"Exterminating the Black Crow Clan will not be simple. The most likely outcome would be mutual destruction, and their defensive artifacts cannot be underestimated. Even if the Feathered Emperor and I join forces, complete annihilation would be difficult,” the chieftain said, formally recognizing Liu Wuxie as the Feathered Emperor.
Today's victory put the Spirit Clan in a favorable position, but the Black Crow Clan's experts still waited in their own territory. If the Spirit Clan pressed forward, they would pay a terrifying price. The Spirit Clan had fewer than ten thousand people left, and they couldn't afford another war of that scale.
The three grand elders nodded in agreement. "The chieftain is right. But through this battle, the Black Crow Clan won't be able to cause any trouble for us in the next tens of thousands of years. This gives us a perfect opportunity to breathe, and we can take this opportunity to grow stronger."