Great Sage Golden Wing: I'll Shatter Your Last Delusion

With just one glance, both Xue Wentian and Blood Nether Dragon Emperor saw through the hidden thoughts in each other's eyes.

Xue Wentian instantly understood that what the Great Sage Golden Wing said was true, but since the Blood Nether Dragon Emperor was his only reliance now, he naturally couldn't reveal it.

"Snort!"

He sneered, "Senior, don't embarrass yourself with such shallow attempts to sow discord. If you're so capable, fight His Majesty the Dragon Emperor and let's settle things with our skills."

The Blood Nether Dragon Emperor knew that this battle was unavoidable, so it fixed its gaze on the man before it. For some reason, it disliked the aura emanating from the man.

"Youngster, I'd like to see just how capable you are, daring to flaunt your power before me?"

"Hehe."

Great Sage Golden Wing chuckled, "Very well, I'll shatter your last illusion, brat."

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden Buddhist light appeared on his body, and then he transformed into his true form.

"Golden Wing Big Eagle!"

Upon seeing the other party's true form, the Blood Nether Dragon Emperor's expression gradually became distorted, especially the Buddhist light emanating from the other party, which it found most repulsive.

"Whoa!"

He let out a roar, and a tremendous dragon's might instantly enveloped the entire cave.

A gigantic soul slowly emerged from the blood pool.

That was Saint Rank dragon soul without a tail.

Wang Baole and the others instinctively took several steps back before regaining their footing.

Great Sage Golden Wing stepped forward and blocked the opponent's dragon might, all in the blink of an eye.

Wang Baole and Ye Beixuan were both deathly pale, their foreheads covered in cold sweat.

Now, they only had one thought in their minds: they had to comprehend the True Essence of the Great Dao as soon as possible, otherwise they wouldn't even have the right to fight back against such an existence.

"Trapped Dragon Emerges from the Abyss!"

With a loud roar, the Blood Nether Dragon Emperor reached out with his claws to grab at the Great Sage Golden Wing.

In an instant, a gigantic blood dragon Faxiang appeared in the cave.

"So, what you're missing, you silly dragon, is your tail, huh?"

After making a sarcastic remark, the Great Sage Golden Wing flapped his wings and flew towards the claw attack.

Just as the claw was about to touch him, he made a ninety-degree turn in mid-air and extended his claw to meet it head-on.

Rumble!

A loud bang followed.

The Blood Dragon Faxiang dissipated.

The Great Sage Golden Wing stood there unharmed.

The Blood Nether Dragon Emperor stared at him in disbelief, muttering, "You... you actually comprehended a divine power? This... how is this possible? You clearly haven't evolved into Golden Wing Great Peng."

"It's just supernatural power; you can't understand it just by having a brain."

The Great Sage Golden Wing spoke with a Versailles-like air, and Blood Nether Dragon pause for a moment, he continued, "Alright, the game is over. It's time to let you witness the power of my divine abilities."

"Chirp!"

With a cry from a hawk, the Great Sage Golden Wing vanished from his spot in an instant.

Its speed was so great that even the Blood Nether Dragon Emperor could not catch it.

When the Great Sage Golden Wing reappeared, his claws had already landed on the head of the Blood Nether Dragon Emperor's soul.

"No!!!"

The Blood Nether Dragon Emperor's hysterical screams echoed for dozens of miles around.

Upon hearing this scream, all living beings huddled in their caves, trembling with fear.

Although the aura just now wasn't directed at them, it was a terrifying aura they had never felt before.

Inside the cave, the Great Sage Golden Wing retracted his claws and transformed back into human form, now holding a glittering Saint Rank Soul Crystal.

The Blood Nether Dragon Emperor before him slowly dissipated into the cave.

"This... this is it?"

Qin Yun sat on the ground, staring incredulously at the imposing back of the Great Sage Golden Wing.

"Otherwise what?"

The Great Sage Golden Wing turned to look at Qin Yun: "That guy is nothing but a remnant soul with holy might. Do you expect me to fight him for three hundred rounds? If word gets out, how will I ever face anyone again?"

Qin Yun: "..."

The Great Sage Golden Wing turned his gaze to Ye Beixuan and said, "What are you all standing there for? Do you want me to personally take down that brat?"

"What my uncle says is absolutely right."

As Ye Beixuan spoke, he turned his gaze to Xue Wentian, who was standing there in a daze in the blood pool. Holding the Primordial Chaos Mirror, he said calmly, "To die under the Primordial Chaos Mirror is an honor for you."

Upon hearing this, Xue Wentian slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with resentment and despair.

"Town!"

Ye Beixuan gave him no chance, slowly raising the Primordial Chaos Mirror in his hand and shining it down on Xue Wentian.

When death approached, Xue Wentian instinctively wanted to escape, but the area illuminated by the Primordial Chaos Mirror was a world unto itself.

Even burning his life essence, Xue Wentian could not escape the world where the light of the Primordial Chaos Mirror resided.

Moments later, Xue Wentian turned into Water God vanished.

Ye Beixuan grabbed several storage rings from the blood pool and casually tossed them into the air.

"You can choose for yourselves; I'll keep the last one."

"Thank you, Master and Sir."

Before long, everyone had chosen a storage ring.

Neither Ye Beixuan nor Wang Baole glanced at the contents of the storage ring; instead, their eyes were fixed on the blood pool.

The Great Sage Golden Wing said, "You two wouldn't be thinking of using this Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon blood for cultivation, would you?"

"I have that idea."

Ye Beixuan spoke.

"Alright, then I'll make an exception and protect you this once."

After saying this Great Sage Golden Wing sat cross-legged and did not say another word.

Ye Beixuan and Wang Baole had already jumped into the blood pool and begun cultivating.

On Zhongbei Mountain.

The sun has risen.

However, before Chu Feng could wake up from his sleep, various forces were already heading towards the Spirit Tomb Sect.

Around noon, Chu Feng stretched and got out of bed. He loosened his muscles and then walked outside.

"Master, you're awake?"

Shi Xuan saw Chu Feng come out and immediately went to greet him.

Chu Feng said, "If there's nothing else, let's set off."

"Promise."

Shi Xuan responded, then packed his things and headed towards the Spirit Tomb Sect's headquarters.

The three people looked remarkably relaxed, giving the impression that they were there for a picnic rather than to fight for treasure.

Chu Feng rode his Wind-Chasing Steed, Chasing Wind, chatting idly with Liang Yi.

"Xiao Yi, I didn't expect you to be a big boy with a story."

Liang Yi gave an awkward yet polite wry smile, "Senior, please don't laugh at me. I'm just an incompetent person who lost to a collateral branch of the Lineage."

"I love listening to stories, and I happen to have some wine, so let's drink and chat."

As Chu Feng spoke, he took out a small flask of wine from his storage ring and casually tossed it to Liang Yi.

"Thank you, senior."

Liang Yi took the wine jug, opened it casually, and took a big gulp.

The moment the wine touched his throat, Liang Yi froze for a second.

Gulp

He swallowed the wine in one gulp and then asked, "Senior, what kind of wine is this?"

Chu Feng asked with a smile, "How is it?"

"I have never tasted such fine wine in my life."

Liang Yi answered honestly.

Chu Feng took a sip of his drink. "Now, can you tell me your story?"

"Can."

Liang Yi paused for a moment, took another sip of wine, and slowly began to tell his story.

"It all started with a son born to one of my father's concubines..."

After a long while, Liang Yi, his eyes still blurry with drunkenness, finished telling his story—a very clichéd one.

He was previously one of the three most outstanding talents in the Quanzhen Sword Sect, and was also a well-known talent in Lijie Mountain. He also had an incomparably beautiful fiancée.

But all of this changed at the sect competition three months ago. In the semi-finals, he lost to his younger brother Liang Wuxin, who also figured out his secret technique.

This failure wouldn't have affected him much initially, until that night when he went to see his fiancée and discovered that the two had already started an affair.

At that time, Liang Wuxin said to himself with a face full of resentment that Xiao Yu was his lover, and that Liang Yi had stolen her away. Today's defeat was entirely Liang Yi's own fault.

Upon hearing these words, Liang Yi heart shattered instantly, and he left in a daze.

If he weren't the eldest son of the Liang Lineage, he would probably have been abandoned by Liang Lineage long ago.

After hearing the story, Chu Feng turned his gaze to Shi Xuan, who was standing to the side.

"Xiao Xuan, this boy is destined for you."

Shi Xuan nodded. "Indeed, this kid is in a similar situation to me. It's a pity I can't take him as a disciple, otherwise I really would like to."

Upon hearing this, Liang Yi instantly sobered up, a glint of excitement flashing in his eyes. He then jumped off the green lion and respectfully said, "Senior, please accept me as your disciple!"