Chapter 469: The Celestial Roc Clan!

Countless golden young rocs, extremely powerful, filled the heavens and earth, devouring the essence of all directions. Each one was extraordinarily divine, but soon they dissipated like phantoms.

“Xiao Qing’s speed has surged several levels.” Yang Tian’s gaze swept over the young roc in the void, a smile spreading across his face. This great technique was immensely powerful; the Celestial Roc’s extreme speed manifested as phantoms, nearly becoming solid.

At that moment, the countless young rocs underwent a transformation, shrouded in dense mist. He was evolving, at the most critical juncture of taking human form.

“Eat it quickly.” Sensing the change, Yang Tian tossed the remaining half of the spiritual medicine into the void, smiling.

Hearing this, Xiao Qing devoured the precious medicine directly. The roc phantoms in the void dissipated, and his true body surged with increasingly terrifying life fluctuations, like rivers rising and falling, rumbling and exploding.

Yang Tian activated the Ancestral Dragon Ring, attempting to take Xiao Qing in, but unfortunately failed. He seemed rooted to the spot, unable to be moved.

“How could it be so fast? What treasure did he devour?” Sensing the life fluctuations surging like rivers and seas ahead, the figure whose killing intent was like a heavenly blade darkened his face and bellowed.

Yet his movements did not pause; instead, they quickened. His terrifying palm strikes pounded the great formation, and in just five breaths, the second layer shattered.

“Damn it, how many formations are there?” When he noticed yet another terrifying formation, he grew furious, his golden hair wildly dancing in rage.

Chirp! A world-shaking cry exploded. The figure revealed his true form—a massive roc appeared between heaven and earth, his aura oppressive, like ten thousand great mountains pressing down, his feathers clanging with metallic sounds.

His body was the size of a small mountain, blotting out a patch of sky. His divine light stretched a thousand zhang. Like a claw forged from divine metal, he suddenly struck the formation ahead.

Boom! Like a dragon splitting the sky, ear-splitting sonic booms erupted. The claw struck the countless runes, sending huge sparks flying, and the dense runes instantly dimmed.

“Boom! Boom!” Two consecutive, terrifyingly powerful attacks, like ancient mountains crashing down, tore apart the runes blocking the path.

“Boom…” A terrifying golden lightning bolt surged forward, like a golden road rolling overwhelmingly ahead, causing the mountains to tremble.

This Celestial Roc had broken through three layers of formations. Spreading his wings to soar, when his awe-inspiring wings flapped, wind and thunder roared. His golden great wings tore through the void, charging like a deity.

“Golden-winged Great Roc!” At that moment, Yang Tian suddenly turned his head, his gaze falling on the roc. His pupils contracted slightly as he exclaimed inwardly.

This Celestial Roc came with fierce intent, targeting Xiao Qing. He was also puzzled—this divine bird was of the same clan as Xiao Qing, so why was it charging in?

Yang Tian’s eyes swept over the Golden-winged Great Roc, then fell on the creature shrouded in white mist. His expression slowly hardened—this was also an existence no weaker than the Celestial Roc!

“Humans!” At that moment, the golden creature in the void noticed Yang Tian and the others. A hint of surprise appeared in his golden eyes. “How could the Celestial Roc Clan have dealings with humans?”

His gaze paused briefly on Yang Tian and the others, then the divine bird’s golden eyes fell on Xiao Qing, who was undergoing transformation. The cold smile in his eyes gradually widened.

“So it is you. I didn’t expect you to have recovered from your injuries!” His killing intent was like a heavenly blade, clanging in the void, spreading a terrifying murderous aura throughout the valley.

Seeing this, Yang Tian clenched his fists, and the golden blood energy within him began to surge. He sensed that this divine bird harbored ill intentions!

“Haha, the offspring of Peng Zhe actually mingles with humans—how utterly ridiculous!” It laughed, accompanied by divine sounds, like a dragon splitting the sky, shaking the mountains and valleys, scattering the clouds in the void.

“Peng Zhe!” Hearing its voice, Yang Tian understood instantly. Peng Zhe was likely Xiao Qing’s close kin, and there might be a deep grudge between their lineages.

“Xiao Qing hadn’t been born then. How does it recognize Xiao Qing’s aura? Could it be that Xiao Qing’s original injury was their doing?” Yang Tian stood in the void, his black hair lightly dancing, murmuring to himself.

Hum! Around Xiao Qing, surging life force spread through the void, the sky humming, with earth-shattering changes occurring within.

“Heh, trying to take human form?” The creature shook his head slightly, sneering. “Just in time—your bloodline is extremely pure. If I devour your bloodline, my cultivation can break through to the Great Ability realm!”

“Devour bloodline? Evolve…” Yang Tian pursed his lips. His gaze fell on the White Tiger beast behind him. Noticing that the White Tiger King remained unmoved, he nodded inwardly.

Hum! It made its move, directly ignoring Yang Tian. Its form was as swift as lightning, instantly appearing before Xiao Qing, its claw, forged like divine metal, striking out.

Clang! It was not what it expected—Xiao Qing torn to pieces. Beneath that jade-green claw, a fair palm caught one of the fingers, producing a metallic clang.

Caught by a tremendous force, the Golden-winged Great Roc’s pupils instantly contracted. Golden lightning shot from his eyes, his gaze not only icy but also tinged with surprise.

“Eh? How can this physical body be so strong? Is he human?” The White Tiger King, who had been calm and composed, was greatly astonished and couldn’t help speaking.

“Who are you?” The Celestial Roc spoke, his tone icy, carrying a hint of anger, his expression very hostile.

“The one stopping you.” Hearing this, Yang Tian spoke softly, then smiled lightly.

“Good, good!” The creature roared, shaking heaven and earth. Without further words, he struck fiercely. His jade-green claw lifted in the air, spouting terrifying divine power, clawing at Yang Tian’s head.

Seeing this, a pitch-black, gleaming sword instantly appeared in Yang Tian’s hand. The moment it appeared, the entire valley suddenly resounded with a sword cry that made souls and bodies tremble.

Clang! The whole valley clanged and exploded, rock walls cracking, like a great earthquake—a heart-stopping scene.

Struck by this fearsome sword vibration, every inch of his body was hit. Sparks flew from his steel-like body, and the Celestial Roc’s soul twisted slightly.

As Black Demon vibrated, the golden lake within Yang Tian roared, accompanied by the divine sound of the Dao, shaking heaven and earth. He suddenly raised his arm and slashed down horizontally!

The dazzling sword light was extremely fast, carrying the power of the void, the sword body vibrating. It suddenly struck the jade-green claw!

Boom! The earth shook and mountains swayed. This strike was extremely fierce. The Celestial Roc, caught off guard by the sudden sword vibration, stiffened for a moment, slowing down, and was struck on the claw by Yang Tian’s Black Demon.

“Chirp!” His body flew back several dozen zhang, then he let out an enraged cry, instantly halting.

“You actually wounded my body!” He was furious, roaring incessantly, like a mad demon god. His claw dripped blood, injured by Black Demon!

Hum! Black Demon vibrated, a hint of excitement emanating. It had wounded a divine beast, and the sword spirit was very pleased and happy.

“What sword technique was that?” The White Tiger King’s heart shook, a glint appearing in his eyes. The sword vibration just now was extremely powerful. Though not aimed at him, his White Tiger soul also trembled slightly.

“Brother Yang Tian has practiced a sword technique!” Yun’er’s small eyelashes curved into crescent moons, and she couldn’t help giggling. That sword move was too terrifying, capable of distorting one’s soul and body.

Boom! The divine bird was completely enraged. His killing intent, like a heavenly blade, split the sky. Golden lightning, like mountains, burst forth toward Yang Tian’s entire body.

Swoosh! Yang Tian sneered. The most important thing now was to buy time. He strode through the void, ignoring the surrounding lightning domain, the Black Demon in his hand humming incessantly.

Yang Tian’s body rumbled, his aura like an abyss. Lightning flames rose and fell within him, containing infinite power.

Under the Celestial Roc’s stunned gaze, the surrounding golden lightning retreated, extremely afraid of this youth’s body, as if encountering a natural enemy.

“Interesting?” The White Tiger King couldn’t help chuckling inwardly. This youth was too strange, with two consecutive trump cards—not an ordinary person.

“Bastard!” His eyes, like cold lightning, stood on end. Terrifying killing intent flowed, shooting toward Yang Tian, covering half the sky. Two terrifying claws struck horizontally, and a powerful binding force instantly restrained Yang Tian’s body.

Hum! The sword vibration rang out. The Celestial Roc sneered, surrounding himself with surging golden light, cutting off the pain that twisted his body, while his soul was protected by a divine artifact.

“Alas, if I could cultivate the Ming Sword, I could ignore defensive measures, similar to the divine ability of the Daoist stone statue in the Mountains and Rivers Diagram.” Yang Tian sighed. The Ming Sword was an extremely formidable divine ability.

Boom! Yang Tian’s blood energy surged wildly, like crashing waves. The five Dao bodies within him all moved, interweaving surging essence, penetrating his limbs and bones.

This creature was extremely terrifying. Yang Tian dared not be careless in the slightest. He held the sword with both hands, the golden lake roaring, shaking off the binding force. His body shot upward, the cold sword body striking toward the claw.