The Old Lunatic's Overwhelming Might, the Golden Crow Clan's Fall

They did not know why the Golden Crow Great Saint Ancestor had yet to act. His clan was almost wiped out, so why had he not even appeared?

Smack!

Jiang Yun struck, slamming out a palm. The sun and moon alternated in his eyes, mountains and rivers trembled, and ages of change seemed to cycle through that single moment.

"Great Saint Ancestor, I don't understand!"

As a Divine Furnace descended in a burst of auspicious light, Jiang Yun struck the Golden Crow High Ancestor. With a thunderous crack, the Golden Crow's body exploded. Blood and flesh scattered, golden feathers filled the sky, and the outcome was beyond doubt!

"How is that possible? He's only a King! Why is he so powerful?"

"The two divine suns hovering beside Jiang Yun are extraordinary. Perhaps they have something to do with it!"

The sight was staggering. Who could kill a Saint so easily with one palm while still in the King realm?

Jiang Yun, a young prodigy of the Big Dipper, had done it. He had borrowed the might of his weapons, but that blow from the heavens had been unwavering and unstoppable. With it, all hundred thousand Golden Crows were dead.

Golden feathers drifted over the sea, each dripping blood. Their shattered bodies sank into the depths, staining the waters red.

It was a blood-soaked scene. The sea fell utterly still after the battle; even the sea demons dared not surface to feast on those delicacies carrying the bloodline of heavenly demons.

A young man stood upon the water, drenched in blood, drops of it clinging to his hair. The cultivators who saw him after the battle feared him to their very core.

"That Purple Watchtower beneath his feet really looks like the legendary Eight Sceneries Palace."

"Could Yi Tiande have run