Beyond the secret realm, above the heavens.
Rumble!
The Quasi-Emperor's might was overwhelming, and the Law of the Emperor Dao surged, turning this place into nothingness!
ah!
The elder of the Golden-Winged Peng Clan was sent flying by a single palm strike from the eighteen elders of the Lin Clan. Golden feathers scattered all over the sky. He staggered and steadied himself, his face ashen as he looked down at the battlefield.
He had just witnessed the entire process of Jin Yu being killed by Lin Fan.
But they could only watch helplessly, unable to intervene at all.
The eighteen elders of the Lin Clan intervened, their Quasi-Emperor Laws sweeping across the sky, suppressing him relentlessly and giving him no chance to escape.
"You old rascal, your claw is way too long."
The eighteen elders of the Lin Clan stood with their hands behind their backs, their tone calm yet carrying an undeniable air of dominance, "Within the secret realm, those of the same generation who fight each other bear the consequences of their own lives."
"This is the rule that has been in place since ancient times in the Three Thousand Provinces of the Desolate Ancient Land. Do you want to break the rule?"
rule?
The elder of the Golden-Winged Peng Clan trembled with rage, his golden pupils bloodshot. "Our clan's young ancestor was an ancient freak, a Peak Quasi-Saint, yet he was killed by a junior..."
"His being killed means he wasn't strong enough."
The eighteen elders of the Lin Clan interrupted him, grinning, "What, the younger ones can't beat you, so the older ones want to get beaten too? Come, come, let this old man spar with you a couple of times and see what tricks those wings of yours can pull off."
snort!
The elder of the Golden-Winged Peng Clan flew into a rage.
He was a powerful figure among the Demon Race, Quasi-Emperor Realm cultivator; who would dare speak to him like that?
But there was nothing he could do; the eighteenth elder's palm strike was too ruthless, and he knew perfectly well that his opponent's strength far surpassed his own...
"Snort!"
The elder of the Golden-Winged Peng Clan suppressed his anger and sent a golden divine sense into the depths of the secret realm, wanting to see where Jin Yu's corpse was, or at least retrieve the body.
However, a moment later, he was struck dumb, frozen in place.
Jin Yu's remains... are just a skeleton!
The golden roc bones lay exposed on the black rocks, their flesh and essence completely devoured, as if some terrifying thing had drained all their life force. What chilled him to the bone even more was that the Jin Yu wings... were gone.
Where are the wings?
He practically screamed the question.
The eighteen elders of the Lin Clan slowly pulled out a gourd of wine, took a swig, smacked their lips, and said gloatingly, "Oh, you mean those wings? My imperial son said to save them to roast and eat."
"You!"
The elder of the Golden-Winged Peng Clan nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
The ancient freak of the Golden-Winged Peng Clan, the inheritor of the atavistic bloodline, has his corpse roasted after death? This isn't just a slap in the face; it's a blatant insult to the Golden-Winged Peng Clan!
" The Lin Clan! What a Lin Clan!"
He roared to the sky, golden Yao Qi soaring upwards, shaking the surrounding void. "You killed my clan's young ancestor and dishonored my clan's prestige! This enmity is irreconcilable! When my clan's ancestor emerges from seclusion, he will make your Lin Clan pay the price!"
After he finished speaking, he transformed into a golden streak of light and disappeared into the distant horizon without looking back.
The eighteen elders of the Lin Clan watched his retreating figure, smacked their lips, and said, "Pah! If you run any slower, believe me, I'll break off your tail too."
"They made some tough talk, and they ran fast too."
"As expected of the Golden-Winged Great Peng, its ability to escape is first-rate."
He shook his head, took another swig of wine, and gazed into the depths of the secret realm. " Little Fanzi, the more trouble you cause, the more the Ancestor will cover you. However... there are probably still quite a few interesting things waiting for you in this secret realm."
at the same time.
In the secret realm, on the black plains, on a desolate mountain range.
Yun Wuji's figure appeared!
At that moment, his eyes shone with an astonishing light, as if two golden flames were burning within them.
In the black ravine before him, a massive golden skeleton lay half-buried beneath rubble. Even after countless ages, the oppressive aura of the ancient Dragon Clan remained awe-inspiring, causing all the surrounding dark creatures to retreat.
keel!
This piece of dragon bone is the only opportunity for his Holy Dragon Battle Physique to transform!
"Senior, the aura of this dragon bone resonates with my bloodline. I have a feeling... as long as I refine it, my Holy Dragon Battle Physique can truly awaken."
Yun Wuji to suppress his excitement.
In his mind, that clear, cold, and authoritative female voice rang out. "Be careful, you're not alone here."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a sharp sword light slashed from the side, its Sword Qi crisscrossing and carving a trench hundreds of feet long into the black rock in front of Yun Wuji.
"I'm sorry, but my imperial son has said that this piece of dragon bone belongs to the Lin Clan."
Ji Kun emerged from the shadows, wielding a Quasi-Saint weapon longsword. His aura locked onto Yun Wuji, and his tone carried a hint of arrogance, " Yun Wuji, right? Someone already sent word that you're interested in this dragon bone. The Emperor's son ordered me to keep an eye on you. Thank you very much for leading the way..."
Yun Wuji's face instantly turned cold. "Your imperial prince? The Lin Clan's influence is really outreaching, trying to control everything. I was the one who discovered the dragon bones first..."
Ji Kun grinned, "You discovered it? Opportunities naturally belong to those with the ability!"
Before he finished speaking, the sword flashed.
A stunning sword light ripped through the night sky, its vast demonic energy carrying a sharp Sword Intent, aimed directly at Yun Wuji's face.
"Arrogant!"
Yun Wuji roared angrily, activating his Holy Dragon Battle Physique. His blood surged and golden light shone brightly. He threw a punch, and the dragon's roar echoed. It was extremely domineering and actually shattered Ji Kun's sword light.
"Hmph, you think you can stop me with such meager skills?"
Yun Wuji lunged forward, unleashing a barrage of punches, each imbued with dragon-shaped energy, forcing Ji Kun to retreat repeatedly.
Ji Kun possessed the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Art, and although he had reached the Peak Purple Mansion Realm...
However, facing Yun Wuji, who possessed the Holy Dragon Battle Physique and had the Ice Dragon Empress secretly guiding him, he still found it somewhat difficult.
Moreover, Yun Wuji had the protagonist's halo, and was beaten back step by step, his face looking rather ugly.
However, just as Yun Wuji's fist was about to strike Ji Kun's chest, a golden figure swooped down from above, its claws like knives tearing through the void.
"How dare a mere human contend for dragon bones right under the noses of my Dragon Clan?"
The figure landed, revealing himself to be a powerful Dragon Clan warrior clad in golden scales. He was imposing, exuding immense power and energy, with golden hair flowing like a waterfall, and his eyes gleaming with an arrogant and indifferent light.
He was none other than Jin Zhan, the number one warrior under Long Aotian of the contemporary Dragon Clan!
His cultivation had reached the Peak Quasi-Saint, and he had come for the Dragon Bone as well, so he didn't take Ji Kun and Yun Wuji at all.
"Two ants are unworthy to lay a finger on the dragon bones of my race."
Jin Zhan stomped his foot on the ground, and a terrifying force exploded from beneath his feet, affecting all directions.
Ji Kun and Yun Wuji were both forced back, and their expressions changed.
you...
Yun Wuji tried to speak, but Jin Zhan didn't give him a chance. He slammed down with his claw, and golden energy gathered, transforming into a huge dragon claw imprint that crashed down on Yun Wuji.
I'll deal with you first!
Yun Wuji's pupils contracted. The power of the golden claw mark was outrageously strong. He crossed his arms, his whole body blazing with golden light, and activated his Holy Dragon Battle Physique to the extreme, enduring the blow head-on.
"Puff!"
He groaned as he was slammed into the ground, half his body buried in rubble.
Upon seeing this, Ji Kun's expression changed. "So strong!"
Just as he was about to intercept Jin Zhan, Jin Zhan unleashed a sweeping attack with his dragon tail, sending him flying and smashing dozens of black stone pillars.
"This is it? It dares to steal the dragon bone?"
Jin Zhan stepped forward, his dragon eyes cold as if he were looking at two corpses, and said domineeringly, "I advise you to get lost before I become truly enraged."
As he spoke, he extended a dragon claw, which condensed into a giant hand of law, and reached for the ancient dragon bone.
I want to get my hands on the ancient dragon bone!
Just then, a sword light pierced the sky, instantly severing the dragon's claw, its Sword Qi sweeping in all directions!
A light, airy voice came from not far away. "Oh? Long Aotian? Since when did Long Aotian's dog dare to touch my people?"