The Mighty Ones: This Golden Crow Is Fierce

Zhun Ti acted with an overbearing air; he dared not bare his fangs at the Three Pure Ones, but he had no such reservations regarding Di Jun and the others.

To the side, Red Cloud, clad in a Nine-Layer Auspicious Cloud Robe, sighed inwardly, knowing he had no chance; had Zhenyuanzi accompanied him, they might have been able to contend for it.

The Western Duo did not grant Red Cloud a Gourd, despite his gesture of yielding his seat.

Di Jun and Tai Yi exchanged a glance, their plans already set, though they remained outwardly composed. "Retreating without a fight is not our style."

They were similar in stature, both heroic and imposing, their long hair dancing as it flowed with golden light, while their golden pupils shot forth rays of divine radiance like sharp swords.

"Ignorant fools, two mangy birds wishing to covet our opportunity? Then do not blame this Daoist for being impolite!"

Zhun Ti barked coldly; these two birds did not give him face.

He was losing his temper.

Di Jun and Tai Yi grew vigilant, preparing to execute their initial plan: one to snatch the Gourd, the other to hold back the enemy.

Suddenly, their expressions froze as they sensed a familiar aura, their divine eyes gazing into the distance.

This sudden movement made all the great beings present curious.

Who had arrived?

A figure slowly approached from the horizon, seemingly sluggish, yet arriving in an instant, as if walking from another space-time.

"Third Brother, why have you come?"

Di Jun and Tai Yi were both startled and delighted, calling out loudly.

Zhun Ti immediately relaxed, having assumed a formidable existence had arrived.

It turned out to be just a younger brother.

Two Golden Crows plus one more would not change anything.

"Nothing more than this..."

Zhun Ti gazed at the figure on the horizon; though far away, he was now right before them. Ling Xiao gave off an illusion, as if he did not belong to this space-time, because his true body was still far away.

That figure, as if walking through the long river of time, left behind trails of afterimages that gradually grew clear.

The next moment, Ling Xiao's figure appeared abruptly before Zhun Ti, his gaze piercing, golden flames dancing within, looking down at him from a position of superiority.

"Repeat what you just said."

All the great beings were astonished; they hadn't even perceived how Ling Xiao had suddenly arrived before them.

The Three Pure Ones exchanged a silent look, each seeing the vigilance in the other's eyes.

For they had clearly discovered that the move the newcomer had just employed involved the Law of Space.

One moment he was on the horizon, as if in another world, and in a flash, he was right before them.

No normal method of flight could be this fast; he had directly traversed space.

Zhun Ti's expression was one of shock and suspicion, as if he had not yet recovered from the astonishment of a moment ago.

Just an instant ago, he had instinctively felt a sense of crisis.

"I... what do you want?" Zhun Ti shifted, intending to move backward.

Ling Xiao followed with a single step, his large golden hand surging with immense divine power, drawing upon the power of space to strike down fiercely.

"Slap!"

With a resounding crack, blood splattered everywhere, and Zhun Ti was sent flying, several teeth knocked out.

Zhun Ti clutched his cheek, filled with shock, rage, and disbelief.

"Scoundrel! You dare to humiliate me?" He roared at the top of his lungs, consumed by fury. To be slapped in the face in front of everyone was a humiliation that nearly cost him his sanity.

Ling Xiao's expression was cold and detached as he spoke faintly: "For insulting the Golden Crow clan, I shall gift you a three-foot pit to bury your broken corpse."

He had not wanted to stir up trouble, but Zhun Ti was truly asking for a beating.

Perhaps influenced by the Primordial World novels of his past life, the sight of these two just made his blood boil.

"This fellow Daoist, you have gone too far. Being a newcomer, you should know the immensity of heaven and earth."

Jieyin stepped in front of Zhun Ti, speaking coldly. He had not expected Zhun Ti to be defeated in an instant—it was so fast he hadn't even had time to react.

His junior brother's cultivation was, after all, still lacking.

However, he was already at the late stage of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm; aside from Laozi, he feared no one present.

Without another word, Ling Xiao summoned the Primordial Cauldron and the Primordial Measuring Ruler, launching an attack in an instant.

Jieyin's expression changed drastically; born in the barren lands of the West, he currently possessed no decent magical treasure.

"Boom!"

The Primordial Cauldron bloomed with boundless mysterious light, chaotic energy permeating the air as it suppressed him like an entire world.

Ling Xiao held the Primordial Measuring Ruler, which cut through the heavens and earth like a ribbon of the Milky Way.

Jieyin let out a long howl, a white tuft of hair swirling between his brows, blooming with twelve-colored precious light as he manifested a Sixteen-Foot Golden Body.

The Sixteen-Foot Golden Body had a prominent forehead, eyes radiating sharp light, and hands forming a mudra, while his entire body was surrounded by ten thousand feet of golden light, protected by precious lotuses, lamps, tassels, and brilliant radiance.

The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and other great beings all wore expressions of shock; setting everything else aside, the sheer depth of Jieyin's magic power was truly immense.

Even Ling Xiao was quite surprised, as Jieyin's cultivation was stronger than he had imagined; if he did not resort to using his treasures, defeating him would not be so easy.

He was truly worthy of being the premier existence in the West!

Jieyin manifested his dharma body, engaging in hand-to-hand combat with an aura like a rainbow, but this state did not last long before he was beaten until he coughed up blood incessantly, his physical body nearly cracking apart.

The gathered great beings were struck with alarm; it was not that Jieyin was incompetent, but rather that those two treasures were simply too monstrous.

"That cauldron is accompanied by chaos energy and even contains primordial aura; it is at least an Innate Supreme Treasure, or perhaps even a Chaos Spirit Treasure!" Tongtian said in astonishment, his eyes revealing a sense of envy.

"It is indeed a fine treasure."

Laozi and Yuanshi sighed in similar fashion; although they were envious, they did not harbor any thoughts of seizing it. As the authentic descendants of Pangu, they were incredibly proud and disdained to engage in such base acts.

On the other side.

"I never expected these Three-Legged Golden Crows to be so powerful."

Fuxi could not help but exclaim; if he had not seen Ling Xiao and the others today, he would have almost forgotten that there were Golden Crows on the Sun Star.

They had nearly become outsiders.

"Truly extraordinary. The strange thing is, why did they not attend the Dao Ancestor's sermon?"

Nuwa stared at the figure in the void, expressing her confusion.

With such formidable strength, they could have occupied a front-row seat even in the Purple Cloud Palace.

"Perhaps they went but couldn't find the Purple Cloud Palace," Fuxi shrugged, joking.

The commotion from the battle between Ling Xiao and Jieyin drew the attention of many great beings.

They were familiar with Jieyin, but this was the first time they had ever seen Ling Xiao.

Instantly, all the great beings became curious about Ling Xiao's identity; with such strength, it was impossible for him to be unknown.

On the Lunar Star, Xi He and Changxi were dumbfounded, staring blankly at the figure wreathed in golden flames, beginning to doubt their own lives.

They had thought that by attending the sermon at the Purple Cloud Palace and raising their cultivation to the mid-stage of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, they would be able to leave Ling Xiao far behind.

They never expected that his strength would already far surpass their own.

They had been evenly matched just before.

"Sister, why is he so powerful even without attending the sermon?" Changxi asked bitterly, deeply struck by the blow.

"You ask me, but who am I supposed to ask?" Xi He replied, feeling both helpless and annoyed, before turning to walk into the Moon Palace.

She was going into secluded meditation, and she would not emerge until she had made a breakthrough.