"Had he finally... arrived?"
At the prow of the Purple Gold Gourd, Chu Jiang slowly raised his eyes toward the heaven-burning divine flames in the west, with no surprise in his gaze.
He had delayed taking action personally not only to train his troops, but because he had been waiting—for the possible reinforcements behind Lion Camel Kingdom.
Would the Great Roc Demon Saint truly flee without a second thought? A force that had established a kingdom in the Southern Wasteland for tens of thousands of years could not possibly lack hidden trump cards.
"Interesting."
A lazy yet noble voice came from the depths of the golden divine flames.
"To withstand the Ten Absolute Heavenly River Array that I casually laid down back then, your strength... is not bad."
As his voice fell, the golden flames filling the sky suddenly collapsed inward, condensing into a colossal peacock phantom that towered between heaven and earth!
The peacock's entire body shone with Five-Colored Divine Light. Its tail feathers spread wide, blotting out the heavens, and every plume seemed to bear a small world, where suns, moons, and stars were born and perished in endless cycles.
The next instant, the peacock phantom drew in and transformed into a handsome young man clad in multicolored feather robes.
His features were bewitching, his pupils the color of seven-hued glazed glass. A vertical mark on his brow seemed half-closed, half-open. His blood and qi surged around him like a vast sea of stars, and every breath stirred spiritual energy tides across a hundred miles.
Simply standing there, he unleashed a terrifying pressure that surpassed ordinary Saints and nearly touched the domain of Ancient Saints, sweeping across the entire battlefield!
"Thud!"
"Urgh..."
Across the battlefield, countless Human Race cultivators and demon cultivators could not bear the pressure. Their