The Demon Emperor Appears, the Wind Bites the Sky, and the Wind and Rain Wings Kill All the Gods and Demons.

I huddled in the corner of the Storm Beast's lair, my scales still stained with the mud from last night's heavy rain. The roars of the elders of the same clan came from outside the cave, and the adult Jingfeng beasts were biting the body of a human monk. This was the most common sight in the Broken Waves. The blood debt between the human and demon clans had already soaked every grain of sand in this sea area. "Junjie, swallow this demon pill." The third uncle handed me half of the red pill that was still pulsing. Most of the feathers on his left wing were bald, which were scars from his fight with the human sword cultivator last year. I stared at the remaining blood streaks on the pill, and suddenly I heard a harsh sound breaking through the air from outside the lair, and the sound of the human sword flying was like a poisoned ice pick piercing the eardrum. The escape broke out in an instant. I was held in the mouth of my third uncle and shuttled through the reefs, while the human monk's sword light exploded like silver snake-like flames behind me. When a thunder talisman exploded three feet above my head, my third uncle suddenly threw me into the deep sea and turned around to face the pursuers. I saw his huge body split into three pieces by the sword light, and the familiar blue markings on the fish's tail slowly dispersed in the blood. The moment he fell into darkness, his chest suddenly burned. The beast tooth pendant hanging on the neck cracked, a stream of cold air traveled along the blood vessels, and the skin on the back was in severe pain as if it was being torn apart - I later learned that this was a bloodline awakening that the Jingfeng Beast clan had only experienced in a century. When I woke up in the crevices of the reef, two pairs of translucent wing membranes had grown on my back, and tiny wind blades could condense on my fingertips.