He pulled back his hood, revealing a head of long, brilliant golden hair that cascaded down his back. His eyes were also golden, like nine-pointed stars in bloom, and he had a face covered in scars, with a grim facial structure.
" Golden-Winged Little Peng King!" Ye Fan's expression changed as he stared at the familiar face. He hadn't expected the mysterious man to be him; no wonder he always felt a sense of familiarity.
The two were acquainted when they were young and had some disagreements, but he no longer held onto those grudges; when he thought about them again, they were mostly just memories.
"How did you get to... there...?" Ye Fan asked.
"Hey-hey..."
The blond man chuckled hoarsely, his eyes sharp as knives as he stared at Ye Fan, his gaze revealing a multitude of emotions.
However, in the end, all his thoughts turned into fighting spirit.
"A war outside the region."
"Good!"
One person challenged, and the other accepted.
In an instant, both of them used the supernatural power of "shifting stars and changing constellations," and when they met again, they were already on the outermost edge of the Big Dipper Star Domain.
The scene instantly became incredibly noisy, with everyone eager to watch the battle, yet reluctant to leave the crack that might still spew out the Northern Pole Immortal Light. They were caught in a dilemma.
Beyond the realm, the two gazed at each other from afar. Ye Fan asked in a deep voice, "What happened when you disappeared...?"
He was defeated by his opponent in the past, and suffered several major defeats afterward. However, he was fortunate enough to break out of his cocoon and transform into a butterfly. He passed through the trials set up by the Heavenly Peng Great Saint and transformed from a mixed-blood Tianpeng into a pure-blooded Golden Peng. Afterward, he embarked on the Peng Clan Ancient Road and gained some fame in the starry sky, where he was known as the Golden Peng King.
Later, the fact that the other party was cultivating the " Devouring Heaven Demon Art " was exposed, which angered the Golden Snake Clan, and he disappeared without a trace.
A hundred years ago, Dao Yi suppressed the Golden Snake Clan, made Si Langjun a chariot-pulling servant, and the Teng Snake Ancestor was also kept by the Eternal lineage to extract blood.
The Heavenly Peng Clan had inquired about it, but their status was too low ( the Old Peng King failed to become a saint, and everything turned to ashes), so they couldn't access the core of the Dao Yan Lineage.
Therefore, Little Peng King's whereabouts remain a mystery.
Upon hearing Ye Fan's words, the Golden-Winged Little Peng King's eyes flickered, and his expression changed slightly, but he eventually calmed down.
He raised the Heavenly Desolation Ancient Halberd in his hand and pointed it at Ye Fan.
war!
"Boom!"
A terrible battle broke out. The Desolate Heaven Golden Halberd clashed with the three-legged, two-eared round cauldron, the Milky Way flowed backward, and a loud roc roar shook the starry sky.
The two clashed, unleashing a barrage of immortal techniques and imperial arts, making for an incredibly fierce battle.
The Golden-Winged Little Peng King's every move was imbued with profound principles. With the Devouring Law unleashed, it swept across all directions. He seemed to have become a Demon Jar, deep and terrifying, ready to devour everything in the world.
Ye Fan's Dao was showing signs of being restrained; his spells were devoured by the opponent as soon as they were cast, rendering them ineffective.
" The Devouring Heaven Demon Art and the ancestral technique of the Kun Peng Clan." Ye Fan recognized the essence of this technique and knew he had met his match.
The opponent has forged their own path, breaking free from the constraints of the Devouring Heaven Demon Art; they are very strong.
Of course, this is also because Little Peng King did not obtain the complete Devouring Heaven Demon Art, which is why he was able to escape.
This battle was so fierce that the Sun-Moon lost their light, and the world lost its color. Everyone was shocked by the rise of the Golden-Winged Little Peng King. Among them, the Saint of the Ziwei Star Domain looked at each other and guessed a possibility.
"Whose legacy did he inherit?"
"It should be. This battle is going to be interesting. I wonder if that person will show up?"
There are Great Saint from the Ziwei sect communicating and paying attention to this battle.
"Kill!"
Ye Fan's eyes shone brightly, transforming into Chaos cauldron. He had mastered a portion of the Indestructible Heavenly Art scriptures, which he revealed at this moment, charging forward with a devastating attack, hoping to use it as the key to victory.
"Boom!"
With unparalleled divine power, the two had already left the Big Dipper Star Domain and arrived in the dark universe. Their earth-shattering attack shattered the galaxy into pieces, and the impact spread to the outside world, which was truly awe-inspiring.
"You've mastered the Nine Secrets: Jie'?!" Ye Fan was surprised, not expecting the other party to have such an opportunity.
Another possibility is that it was passed down by the master of the Mandate Palace, but this would also mean that the other party's identity is extraordinary, and that he is Ye Yu's confidant.
"Sizzle!"
The response was a powerful chop, the Golden-Winged Little Peng King was incredibly fierce, daring to use his fist to directly confront the Xuanhuang Mother Qi Cauldron, causing blood to flow continuously from his tiger's mouth, and the fighter became even more frenzied, as if he were a creature born for battle.
This was a major battle Ye Fan encountered after advancing to the Great Saint; the last time was a major confrontation with Yin Tiande.
Finally, the Golden-Winged Little Peng King roared through the starry river, transforming into a radiant golden Kun Peng, its beak holding a Great Dao Treasure Vase, its black and gold light surging forth.
He rushed forward, enveloping Ye Fan, intending to refine him.
Ye Fan, however, remained steadfast in the face of all changes. With the Cauldron of All-Things Mother Qi above his head, he melted the Chaos, and his body's hundred meridians roared as he resisted the Devouring Law of Little Peng King.
The two fought fiercely, their battle constantly escalating.
Finally, Ye Fan died, leaving a deep palm print on the Xuanhuang Cauldron, and a crack that penetrated deep into the cauldron's legs.
The Golden-Winged Little Peng King was covered in blood, his body was mangled, he kept coughing up blood, and even his horrifying white bones were exposed.
The battle has been decided!
Chapter 719 Thunder in the Northern Sea, Its Name is Thunderous
"Hehe, haha..."
The Golden-Winged Little Peng King fell from the starry sky. His Kun Peng Demon Body, which had been refined countless times, was now covered in blood, and he kept coughing up blood, but he was still laughing.
"Having received so many inheritances, I never expected it would come to this..." His eyes were bright, but his words carried a sense of loss.
His adversary, whose hair was disheveled, watched him silently. The Cauldron of All-Things Mother Qi, which had cracked, dripped with Chaos light, making its master appear like a demon god.
Despite being severely injured, his aura as a man and his cauldron grew even stronger.
"Among the opponents I've encountered, you could rank in the top five," Ye Fan said.
The starry sky was deathly silent, and all was still. The spectators were stirred by these words, and they were deeply impressed by the power of the Sacred Body.
The sages clearly saw that the Golden-Winged Little Peng King was definitely a prodigy with formidable combat power; there were few among the Demon Clan stronger than him.
Such a powerful giant ultimately fell to the Sacred Body. This outcome left everyone speechless.
"Though I am exhausted, this battle is not over yet." The Golden-Winged Little Peng King struggled to his feet, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and said with forced strength, "My Forbidden Domain..."
He clasped his hands together abruptly, using his last resort, chanting incantations and rapidly forming hand seals. Instantly, blood flowed from his entire body, making him almost look like a blood-soaked figure.
These precious ancient demon bloodstains shimmered with Divine Radiance, crystal clear and beautiful, yet at this moment they were all burning. At the same time, a special fluctuation spread out, vast and ancient, carrying the aura of the ancient times, as if something was about to emerge.
As the curse took effect, the Golden-Winged Little Peng King's condition worsened, with blood flowing from his eyes and his body disintegrating as the Great Dao Fire burned within him.
He's destroying himself!
At that moment, almost everyone could see it and marveled at the Golden-Winged Little Peng King's madness.
Ye Fan's expression remained calm as he swung his fist, preparing to meet the final blow with all his might.
"Roar!"
A black hole was opened, revealing a pair of fierce, golden eyes that sent chills down one's spine and made one feel utterly cold.
Immediately, a star roar resounded, like a tsunami crashing on the shore, like chaos piercing through the clouds, and a gigantic ancient Kun Peng was born, with a golden body and black wings, flowing with lightning and carrying the divine power of the Great Dao.
The most noteworthy feature is the eighteen divine feathers on the Kun Peng's wings, which are deep, dark, and pitch black, resembling flowing water, but in reality, they are extremely refined Yin lightning.
The Great Sun transforms into a phantom body, and Yin Lightning tempers the divine feathers. This is a combination of Yin and Yang forces, forging the Primordial Yin Lightning, whose power is incomparably terrifying.
"Throughout history, the Northern Sea roars!"
The Golden-Winged Little Peng King roared and soared into the sky. The Kun Peng also flapped its wings and rose ninety thousand miles into the air, fighting forward. Its claws, beak, and feathers were like metal, all shining, as if it wanted to tear the universe apart and sweep across the three thousand worlds.
With a whooshing sound, eighteen black feathers, like rainbows piercing the sun, transformed into eighteen black divine swords, carrying the aura of death, and shot forth like nine black rainbows from the left and right, piercing through the Void!
"Clang!"
Ye Fan's eyes shone brightly, and his brows gleamed. It was as if a divine lamp shone within his Immortal Platform, illuminating countless mountains and rivers.
Around him, the Void Mirror, the Hengyu Furnace, and the Western Emperor Pagoda were all manifested by the Battle Saint Art, arranged together, surrounding the Source Root of Mother Qi of All Things, and rushed forward with a roar.
Thump!
It was as if the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths had just been created, and the Chaos universe had just taken shape. The breath soil fell down, and purple energy burst forth. In the distance, one could faintly hear the roars and howls of three thousand Heavenly God. There were Buddhist chants and the chanting of scriptures by Demon Lord. The scene was strange and terrifying.
The Golden-Winged Little Peng King bathed in lightning, riding the Kun Peng, and was incredibly frenzied. Various divine powers surged around him, and the rules intertwined like a spider web.
Ye Fan roared through the starry river, his golden blood energy spreading across the sky. He flicked his finger at the black divine sword, his body moving like a dragon emerging from its lair, incredibly fast, aiming to suppress the Kun Peng and refine it into his Xuanhuang Cauldron.
Among the spectators, some of the Great Saint gasped in shock. They knew that if they went up against such a situation, they would likely be defeated and killed. They couldn't imagine how powerful the two people in the very center were.
A contest between two of their generation, both of them possessed unparalleled talent for their age group, a rarity in history!
Amidst the vast sea of lightning, Ye Fan chased after the thunder and lightning, maneuvering with unparalleled skill, using his physical strength to fight against the ancient Kun Peng, holding his own in the slightest.
Hundreds of breaths later, the Kun Peng, which stretched across the sky, fluttered its wings, and its pair of bright golden eyes turned scarlet as it stared intently at Ye Fan, letting out a roar.
This roar Star Shattering, causing asteroids to explode one after another. The resulting field of energy was extremely terrifying, very close to the threshold of Quasi-Emperor.
Just when everyone thought the battle was about to become even more intense, the Kun Peng transformed into a shower of light, its entire form dissolving and disappearing completely.
Everything came to an abrupt halt, leaving only one person falling, his body exploding, blood raining down, staining the Void red.
He can't hold on any longer.
An old man shook his head, saying that forcibly extracting combat power through the shadow of bloodline was like a burning ember that would soon be extinguished.
Another prodigy is about to fall from grace...
At that moment, everyone had this thought.
However, the heavens and earth trembled, and many great stars shook violently in this place.
Just when everyone thought the Golden-Winged Little Peng King was about to perish, a black passage opened in the deathly silent, blood-stained dark universe, from which a very low voice emanated.
"The strong are easily broken; your character has been proven twice already." The voice was calm, yet strangely mysterious.
To everyone's astonishment, a giant hand rose from the abyss of the dark universe. It was entirely golden, speckled with black spots, and its palm swirled with dark gold, outlining mysterious patterns. It carried an indescribable aura and grabbed the Golden-Winged Little Peng King.
Then everything came to an end, the bloodstains were purified, and an old Daoist priest stood quietly on the Milky Way, like an ordinary old man.
His aura was barely perceptible, and a black and gold rune adorned his brow, resembling neither fish nor roc, radiating the brilliance of the Great Dao—it was the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold.
Quasi-Emperor.