Honghuang: I Really Don't Want to Be the Heavenly Emperor!
Chapter 17

Iron Eater Beast

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Time flies, and a hundred years pass in the blink of an eye.

Through these years of wandering, Donghua gained a deeper understanding of the Primordial World as it stood.

The terror of the Sorcerer-Demon War could never be fully captured in mere words.

It wasn't simply a matter of the Twelve Demon Gods fighting Di Jun and Taiyi to the death—battles raged everywhere, bones bleaching the land.

Many small races were thrown in as cannon fodder, wiped out in an instant.

This was a clash between two great races dragging countless tribes along, a confrontation of two forces, a struggle between two civilizations.

But in Donghua's eyes, both civilizations were savage, chaotic, utterly lawless—nothing but the strong devouring the weak.

As Donghua and Shao Siming ventured deeper into the Primordial World Continent, they entered the territory of the Demon God Race.

"Xiao Si, what do you make of this journey so far?"

Shao Siming paused, unsure why the Emperor Lord would ask so suddenly. "I don't see much to it—just more fighting and conflict than in the Purple Mansion, nothing else special."

Her answer caught Donghua off guard, but then he realized it fit the current Primordial World perfectly.

"Life and death don't matter; if you're not satisfied, you fight."

They pressed on.

Suddenly, Donghua stopped, a faint smile curling his lips. "There's an interesting fight ahead. Let's go see."

The two flashed to the top of a valley. Donghua used his divine power to conceal their forms, creating a separate space around them.

Inside the valley, two figures were locked in battle.

One wore simple armor, wielding a black Mysterious Iron Rod, half-black and half-white, with dark circles around his eyes. He looked endearingly clumsy, but his Aura was anything but weak.

"Giant Panda."

Seeing the figure ahead, Donghua couldn't help blurting out.

"Giant Panda? What Giant Panda? That's an Iron Eater Beast! But 'Giant Panda' fits pretty well, hehe."

Donghua thought to himself, "It really is an Iron Eater Beast. There's no national treasure Giant Panda here."

The Iron Eater Beast—what they called the Giant Panda—was a major race in the Primordial World. 'Major' didn't mean large in numbers, but formidable in strength.

The Iron Eater Beast Race wasn't populous, and they sided with the Demon God Race.

They were the strongest race under the Demon God Race, with a mighty Physical Body and unmatched combat prowess.

They were highly valued by the Demon God Houtu.

To be precise, the Iron Eater Beast Race was under Houtu's jurisdiction.

Each of the Twelve Demon Gods ruled their own tribes, but to resist the Demon Race Heavenly Court, they formed an alliance under the unified command of Dijiang and Zhu Jiuyin.

The other fighter hadn't revealed his true form, but under Donghua's gaze, nothing was hidden—he saw at once it was a Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird.

Both were at the early Golden Immortal stage.

"This Mysterious Yin Divine Flower was spotted by your lord here first! I've guarded it for twenty years, and you black brute have the nerve to pick it while I stepped out for a meal!"

"Die!"

The Iron Eater Beast roared, charging forward, swinging his Mysterious Iron Rod with a fierce wind.

One strike forced the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird to retreat step by step.

That showed the rod's power.

The Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird felt a force of ten thousand jun surge through his hands, numbing his arms.

"You brainless fool! Heavenly treasures go to those fated to find them. Since I picked it, it's fated to be mine, and you dare spout nonsense here?"

"Take my spear!"

Yin Yang Two Energies swirled in his hand, then flowed into the spear shaft. A chill point struck first, and the two clashed again.

The Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird was furious. Usually, he bullied others with his Physical Body, but today this brute was doing the same to him.

On other days, he'd admit to some plundering, but today he was truly wronged.

He'd flown by, sensed a surge of Yin energy, descended to check, found a Mysterious Yin Divine Flower, and happily picked it.

Just as he was about to return to his cave to refine it, this fat brute showed up, saw the flower in his hand, and claimed it was his, demanding it back.

Hearing that, how could he stand it? He was the one who usually pulled this stunt—never thought it'd happen to him.

Without another word, they started fighting. The Great Peng Bird wasn't one to reason with.

The battle raged fiercely, locked in a deadlock.

But to Donghua, it was like two children playing house—breakable with a flick.

Then again, two Golden Immortals fighting would look like child's play to a Quasi-Saint.

"Still, this Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird is a famous figure from my Previous Life."

Seeing the flow of the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird's magic, Donghua instantly recognized his identity.

The Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird wasn't just the son of Primordial Phoenix—it was a whole race among the Myriad Races of the Primordial World.

The Iron Eater Beast had always been incredibly formidable, and during the Dragon-Han Three Clans era, it even preyed on the Dragon Clan.

But this one before them was indeed the son of Primordial Phoenix—that aura of Innate Yin Yang Qi was far too obvious.

Yet he hadn't been able to unleash its full power against the Great Peng Bird; otherwise, the Iron Eater Beast would have lost long ago.

Innate Yin Yang Qi was no ordinary thing. If one delved deeply into it, this Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird could surely achieve the rank of Quasi-Saint.

"What a pity this one has no brains, refining the Innate Yin Yang Qi within his body into a mere treasure—such a waste of heaven's gifts. If Primordial Phoenix could manifest her true form, she'd probably just strangle him outright."

"But from the looks of it, he hasn't fully refined the Innate Yin Yang Qi yet. Still, his application and understanding of it are just terrible."

Watching the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird's use of Yin Yang Qi, Donghua shook his head. This was truly a disgrace to the Innate Deities.

Though this Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird was the son of Primordial Phoenix, he was indeed an Innate Deity, born from her enlightenment of Innate Yin Yang and the Five Elements.

One was the peacock Kong Xuan, and the other was this Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird.

But their achievements were as different as heaven and earth. Kong Xuan had already reached Quasi-Saint during the Investiture of the Gods era, while this Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird was only a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal during the Journey to the West era.

Their battle continued.

The Iron Eater Beast's Physical Body was unmatched, comparable to the Demon God race.

The Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird was incredibly fast, with his elusive Yin Yang Qi to boot.

That speed caused the Iron Eater Beast no small trouble.

The Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird stopped clashing head-on with the Iron Eater Beast and began attacking with his speed and innate spatial abilities.

Slowly, wounds appeared on the Iron Eater Beast's body.

Seeing this, Donghua nodded. "This Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird may be foolish, but he does have some skill in the path of innate space."

Shao Siming watched for a while, then said, "Both of them are only at the Golden Immortal level, but their combat talent is truly formidable. Still, why does this Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird possess Innate Yin Yang Qi?"

She wasn't surprised by his speed or spatial power, but she was shocked by the Innate Yin Yang Qi flowing within him.

Donghua explained, "This is no ordinary Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird. He is an Innate Deity born from Primordial Phoenix's enlightenment of Innate Yin Yang Qi. It's just a pity—he sits on a mountain of treasure without knowing it. Instead of cultivating the Yin Yang Qi within him, he trains in the innate spatial path of the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird."

After hearing Donghua's explanation, Shao Siming finally understood. She truly hadn't expected this Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird to be an Innate Deity.

After all, such a weak Innate Deity was extremely rare.

Nowadays, the weakest Innate Deities in the Primordial Wilderness were at the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal level. A Golden Immortal-level Innate Deity was indeed a rare sight.

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