Above the Northern Sea, everyone, whether an expert of the Demon Clan or the Human Clan, was retreating rapidly.
They had already truly felt that terrifying power, so violent that it chilled their hearts.
At that moment, everyone seemed to wake from a dream, realizing that they had gravely underestimated these two cultivators of mysterious origins.
Jiang Zhu stood resplendent in divine might, purple flames surging around him like an invincible god of war, yielding not an inch. He opened his Martial Dao Heavenly Eye and swept straight across the sky, his presence overwhelmingly forceful as he charged toward the remaining Golden Crows.
At that moment, throughout this stretch of heaven and earth, the ocean surged, Golden Crows fell westward, purple radiance tore through the firmament, and battle intent soared into the heavens.
Everyone fled backward frantically. At the center of the battlefield, Golden Crows shattered, purple waves towered into the sky, and the ocean raged, forming a scene of utter terror.
"Ninth Prince!"
"Seventh Prince!"
Deafening cries erupted from the Golden Crow Clan, and streaks of golden light pierced the clouds. A group of clan members swiftly gathered, surrounding Jiang Zhu at their center.
Jiang Zhu stood proudly, awe-inspiring in his divine might. Dressed in a black robe, his eyes shone like stars, and his thick black hair danced in the wind as he calmly faced them all.
"Kill him and avenge our seventh, ninth, and tenth brothers!" the Golden Crow Clan's fifth prince cried in anguish.
Over the years, the Golden Crow Clan had ushered in unprecedented prosperity. With their older experts as well, they had never suffered such heavy losses.
Yet in the blink of an eye, everything had been turned upside down. Three princes had been killed in an instant, so decisively and without a shred