In the air not far above the ground, a peacock over two hundred feet tall, wreathed in flames, was displaying its terrifying might.
Wielding fireballs and rains of fire, it battered the Taizhen Sect's Taizhen Seven Cultivators and the Joyful Union Sect's Yin-Yang Demon Corpse until they could not fight back. Along the way, it also slew many nearby low- and mid-level cultivators, as well as several cultivators who had tried to seize the ancient lamp from the Mulan Saintess.
On one side of the battlefield, Tian Zhong, the fourth Divine Master of the Mulan People, commanded a five-colored wheel of light, suppressing Feng Bing, who carried the Fire Spirit Bottle, and a beautiful young married woman who had escaped the blood-colored barrier until they could barely breathe.
Elsewhere, within a vast expanse of gloomy mist, several thousand shriveled, fleshless Refined Corpses clad in copper armor rampaged about.
Although these Refined Corpses staggered as they moved, their armor clattering incessantly, every one of them had glowing green eyes and exposed fangs, with cultivation at Foundation Establishment or above.
Led by three towering Corpse Kings, they were slaughtering the cultivators of the Heavenly South.
"Hahaha, the outcome will soon be decided!" The withered old man smiled in delight at the sight.
The black-robed woman from the Yin Luo Sect gazed at the azure peacock amid the flames, a trace of envy flashing through her eyes as she said,
"With only a late Nascent Soul Divided Soul, this bird can draw on the Spiritual Power of heaven and earth to unleash its Supernatural Abilities. That is a mighty ability accessible only at the Deity Transformation Stage. I truly wonder what cultivation realm its true body has reached."
"Indeed. Although the Sacred Bird has not descended in its true body, the ability you