Chapter 471: Xiaoqing's Fury

Dahu was nearly roasted, his whole body trembling, his flesh emitting a meaty aroma, with golden thunder arcs leaping inside him.

“Dahu!” Yun’er’s pretty face changed slightly, her beautiful eyes narrowing, just as she was about to unseal the divine power within her.

Suddenly, the heavens and earth hummed! A purple-gold longsword, its blade trembling incessantly, with a galaxy hanging upside down, sword aura like an ocean, dazzling and brilliant, shot forth violently.

As the lethal strike arrived, the Golden Roc’s golden eyes shot out divine light. The precious seal abruptly turned back, intercepting the attack at extreme speed.

The sword river reversed, ninefold sword rivers soared, densely packed with layers of starry rivers, like a star domain flying from beyond. Tianshu hummed unceasingly, fierce and savage, slashing onto the precious seal.

“Nine Heavens Star Sand!” The White Tiger King’s eyes stirred slightly, a trace of surprise appearing. This was a treasure refined from divine materials, extremely formidable.

“Good, good!” The Golden Roc cried out, joy flashing in its eyes. An illusory claw suddenly descended, reaching for Tianshu.

Humming! Tianshu’s divine might surged, emitting a trembling sword sound. The entire valley nearly collapsed, and the claw was forcibly shaken away.

“A fine treasure, with limitless potential!” The Golden Roc laughed heartily. It sensed that this weapon was extraordinary; clashing with the precious seal, it suffered no damage at all.

Yang Tian sneered. Tianshu’s blade body swelled, splitting heaven and earth, emitting terrifying fluctuations, and even spreading a bloodthirsty intent. Tianshu seemed eager to drink the Golden Roc’s divine blood.

“It wants to drink my divine blood, haha!” The Golden Roc laughed, opening its mouth to spew golden lightning, filling the void, instantly forming a huge golden prison to suppress Tianshu.

Rumbling! All directions trembled, with thunderous tribulation surging inside, obscuring reality. But Tianshu was terrifying; it charged straight into the golden prison, cleaving through the bonds, drawing the golden lightning to temper its blade.

“What a hard sword!” The White Tiger’s eyes flickered. This weapon was extraordinary; though not yet a peak Dao weapon, its hardness was already astonishing.

Yang Tian’s expression was grave. This was a fearsome enemy. His whole body blazed with golden light for a thousand zhang, his blood energy surging to the heavens, golden lightning shooting from his eyes, with sun and moon sinking and rising within.

Booming! Yang Tian charged forward, his entire being brimming with essence energy, Tianshu floating above his head. He wielded the Black Demon Sword, unleashing ten-thousand-jun divine power, slashing at the Golden Roc’s head.

“Chirp!” The Golden Roc spread its wings and struck the sky, its wings flapping, wind and thunder raging, charging in all directions, shaking the mountains and causing them to tremble.

A fierce battle raged. Though Yang Tian was bloodied all the way, he grew braver as he fought, the invincible will suppressed within him nearly bursting forth.

This was the second great enemy he had encountered. Though the gap was vast, Yang Tian believed he would surpass it!

Yang Tian was wounded, coughing blood continuously. The Golden Roc’s eyes were icy cold. It had been repeatedly blocked and couldn’t break free. At the same time, it was shocked inwardly—this person’s physical body was extremely strong, and his recovery ability was formidable!

“Damn it!” The Golden Roc’s killing intent was like a heavenly blade, emitting terrifying fluctuations. It had no time to waste with Yang Tian.

The precious seal shot out from its mouth. The two were very close, and a beam of overwhelming divine light blasted toward Yang Tian’s forehead.

His eyes instantly narrowed. Tianshu reversed, unleashing ninefold starry rivers, but that lethal strike was too powerful, piercing through the star domain.

At that moment, Yang Tian’s eyes suddenly split open, terrifying chaotic light spilling out, enveloping his body. The divine light ahead was instantly wrapped by the chaotic light.

“Chaotic Light!” The Golden Roc’s eyelids twitched slightly. It was greatly surprised—this person could actually wield chaotic divine light, which was somewhat incredible.

“Scatter!” it cried out. The precious seal rotated in the void, its interior resounding like a mountain river bursting its banks, unleashing towering waves that surged toward Yang Tian.

Rumbling! The sky trembled, terrifying fluctuations spreading. The chaotic light around Yang Tian twisted. The Dao body seated within him moved, its palm striking out golden blood energy, ripples spreading from Yang Tian’s flesh.

Humming! The Golden Roc turned, spreading its wings and soaring, its eyes icy cold, striking toward Xiaoqing’s position.

“Chirp!” Amid the layers of golden ocean, a golden body suddenly shot out.

Seeing this Roc, Xiaoqing glared in fury, his anger soaring to the sky. His whole body emitted immeasurable divine light, rumbling within.

“Damn, it has taken human form!” The Roc’s eyes turned very ugly, but its movements were not slow at all. It roared, the sky trembling violently, and a thick golden lightning bolt struck horizontally.

Xiaoqing was unafraid. His golden eyes narrowed, the golden light around his body nearly blazing. He suddenly spat out a dark black seal. The seal struck the sky, its energy like a rainbow, blocking the golden lightning.

That seal was immensely powerful, covering the heavens and earth, pressing down like a hundred thousand mountains, appearing above the Roc’s head, intending to shake it to death.

Xiaoqing recognized the Roc’s origin. In the past, before he was born, he had suffered a terrible injury.

At that time, this Roc was still young, but he had been right there, ambushed by its elder, nearly dying. The impression of this creature was too deep, almost engraved in his mind.

The Roc sneered, extremely aggressive. Its claw, forged as if from divine metal, reached out, seeming to tear through the sky, grabbing at the dark seal.

“Chirp!” Xiaoqing cried out, endless lightning shooting from his eyes. The dark seal suddenly swelled, breaking through the high sky, emitting a terrifying aura, pressing down like a mountain.

Humming! Yun’er’s jade hand flickered, and the emerald green small seal soared, emitting a chilling fluctuation, covering the Golden Roc’s head.

“Roar!” Dahu was fierce and savage. He had nearly been electrocuted just now and was furious at this damned bird. He suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mist of blood, containing surging baleful aura, striking toward the Roc’s head.

Three attacks. The Roc snorted coldly, divine light rumbling within its body, a thousand zhang of golden light surging around it, like layers of great waves rushing in all directions.

“Chirp!” Xiaoqing cried out, spreading his wings and striking the sky, divine and extraordinary. He charged into the layers of golden light, battle energy soaring, locking in combat with the Roc.

Rumbling! In the void behind, the power of the rampaging precious seal diminished considerably. Yang Tian, surrounded by chaotic light, burst through the golden river, breaking free.

His black hair draped over his shoulders, bathed in blood. If not for the chaotic light grinding away many attacks, he might have perished inside.

Yang Tian gasped for breath, Dao sounds rumbling around him, layers of essence energy surging forth. His eyes gazed at the terrifying fluctuations ahead, a cold light appearing in them.

“Bang!” Yang Tian’s foot suddenly stamped, splitting the void. In an instant, he charged into the layers of great waves, his arms suddenly spreading, tearing open the golden sea.

Inside, blood spurted. Xiaoqing glared in fury, his golden eyes narrowed. He had been severely wounded inside, both wings twisted and broken, bleeding.

Yang Tian threw Xiaoqing’s body out. A dazzling starry river shot forth, like a silver path, coiling toward the Roc’s body.

“Scram!” The Roc roared angrily, its indestructible claw striking horizontally, tearing through the sky, trying to rip the starry river apart.

Rumbling! The seven great stars trembled. Seven dazzling silver rivers converged, containing sword energy soaring to the sky, the galaxy hanging upside down, fierce and domineering, with chaotic light falling, striking its body.

“Let’s go!” Yang Tian dared not linger. If the White Tiger beside them struck, they would likely suffer heavy losses.

Hearing this, Yun’er’s body instantly appeared below. Her jade hand drew a line, opening a gap with runes flickering.

“Roar!” Dahu charged in first, his skin torn and flesh split, severely wounded.

“No one escapes!” The Roc roared angrily, suffering a terrifying assault inside. Its body, as if forged from steel, charged out forcefully.

The Golden Roc’s eyes were fierce. It seemed cast from gold, its feathers clanging incessantly, killing intent like a heavenly blade, shaking heaven and earth.

“Go!” Yang Tian’s foot suddenly stamped, his body shooting toward the skin-torn Dahu. He grabbed Dahu’s thigh and threw him into the formation.

Rumbling! The Roc’s gaze instantly locked onto the formation ahead. It roared, the sky trembling, like a golden lightning bolt, appearing at the nearly healed gap in an instant.

“Open for me!” With a great roar, its wings flapped, all directions trembled. Wind and thunder raged, rubble shattered, and the shocking golden wings swept horizontally, breaking the glowing runes.

Sand and stones flew, dust filled the air. It went berserk, tearing open this stretch of heaven and earth, as if void light bloomed.

When the dust cleared and the Roc saw the shattered formation platform ahead, its eyes instantly narrowed.

“Damn, how can there still be human cultivators who understand formation platforms!” The Golden Roc roared angrily, emitting ten thousand layers of golden light. Heaven and earth shook, distant mountains cracking.

“The refining technique of this formation platform is so ancient. Who are they exactly?” The White Tiger King had never intervened, watching the battle all along. When Yang Tian left, it did not stop them.

The Golden Roc’s expression darkened. It glanced sidelong at the White Tiger King, then snorted coldly, soaring into the sky, vanishing in an instant.

Seeing this, the White Tiger King shook its head slightly, its form disappearing mysteriously. Its cultivation was extremely formidable.

A thousand li away, Yang Tian and his group emerged from the void. This was a vast forest, lush and green everywhere. A breeze blew, leaves rustling, like layers of waves.

The forest, which had been filled with roars, suddenly fell silent, deathly still, with only the rustling of leaves. Many beasts trembled.

“Chirp!” Though severely wounded, Xiaoqing was still divine and extraordinary, his divine fluctuations intimidating the myriad beasts around.

“Roar!” Dahu was in a miserable state, his tiger bones nearly protruding from his body. He was scorched all over, his body bright red, emitting a heavy bloody smell.

“Brother Yang Tian, where are we?” Taking a deep breath, Yun’er patted and lightly clenched her jade hand, her lively big eyes looking around, speaking softly.

Hearing this, Yang Tian shrugged, his eyes scanning the surroundings for a moment, then slowly said, “Let’s find a place to heal first. I doubt that Roc will give up easily.”

“Chirp!” Hearing Yang Tian’s voice, Xiaoqing glared angrily, very indignant, gesturing with his two wings as if to say something.