All the heavens, starting with Little Li Flying Dagger

"One hundred and eight thousand swords!"

The Golden-Winged Roc King snorted coldly.
At that very moment, thousands upon thousands of golden rays shot out, and tens of thousands of golden greatswords shook the heavens and the earth. This was an indiscriminate attack that destroyed everything in its path.

Zheng!
The Golden-Winged Roc King was strong and powerful, with strands of golden hair moving and dancing wildly without wind, like the shining golden sun. His eyes were very sharp, like a heavenly sword being drawn from its sheath, and the light he shot out made people's hearts tremble.

The 108,000 Swords is a deadly technique of the Tianpeng clan. It is refined by the Tianpeng using its own divine feathers. Each divine feather is equivalent to a killing divine sword, possessing unfathomable power.

In the past, a certain Heavenly Roc King used this secret technique to slaughter three Dao-Slaying Kings of the same level in a single battle, establishing a formidable reputation.

The fact that the Golden-Winged Roc King used this move shows how much he values ​​Wang Gan!
Seeing that the Golden-Winged Roc King had unleashed its power, Ye Fan and his group quickly retreated, flying a full ten miles away, for fear of being caught in the crossfire between the two monsters!
Wang Gan remained expressionless, only summoning the Chaos and Profound Yellow Chessboard.
Strands of dazzling, ancient, and mysterious energy descended, transforming into an unparalleled protective shield!
Keng!
The 108,000 swords were incredibly powerful, but the moment they touched the Xuanhuang curtain, they shattered into golden specks of light, just like fragile glass!
"A treasure forged from the primordial energy!?"

"It's made of immortal gold?!"

The Golden-Winged Roc King's expression changed slightly, revealing a hint of covetous greed.
Even he, as the number one genius of the demon race, had never seen such a precious artifact forged with top-grade divine materials!

"Hmph! You think only your human race possesses magical artifacts?!"

Before he finished speaking, the Golden-Winged Roc King took out a black halberd, which was majestic and full of fierce aura!
Great Wilderness Halberd!
This is a Saint Lord-level divine weapon that the Old Peng King forged in the Great Wilderness. It once drank the blood of a powerful Immortal, and it is a legendary holy weapon that shook the Eastern Wilderness!

While the Golden-Winged Roc King's cultivation was naturally much weaker than that of the Old Roc King, the Great Desolate Halberd he wielded was equally powerful, heavy as a mountain, causing the void to collapse and tremble with a "buzzing" sound!
Just when!
When the Great Wilderness Halberd struck for the tenth time, the black, fierce halberd caused the void to tremble, but the Xuanhuang Qi on the other side remained completely still!

"Little Peng King, did you not eat today?"

Wang Gan's lips curled up, his tone laced with sarcasm.

The primordial energy itself is comparable to a mountain, impervious to all laws, and the treasures he forges are hard to find rivals of the same level, further enhanced by his dragon-transformation level magical power.

Even if the Golden-Winged Roc King swung his sword until he died, he still couldn't break through his defense!

The Golden-Winged Roc King had sweat beading on his forehead and looked rather pale.

Damn it, he's been swinging so hard it's smoking, how come he can't break through at all?!

Using this Saint Lord-level divine weapon would consume a great deal of his cultivation level. Even with his unparalleled strength, he couldn't use the Great Desolate Halberd indefinitely.

"What kind of skill is it to hide behind a magical artifact?!"

"If you're so capable, put away your treasure and fight me one-on-one!"

The Golden-Winged Roc King roared, looking defiant.

"That's all."

Wang Gan shook his head, too lazy to communicate with this extremely stubborn guy.
With a single palm strike, the Chaos Holy Light Technique unleashed its hundred and eight divine rings, transforming into a massive chaotic handprint that pressed down!

"How can it be?!"

The Golden-Winged Roc King paled in horror. Faced with the boundless power of the Chaos Handprint, his demonic soul was almost scared out of its wits.

This power made him feel as if he were facing not a dragon-transformation cultivator, but a powerful being from the Sendai realm!

Without hesitation, the Golden-Winged Roc King activated his trump card—the Heavenly Roc Fighting Dragon Diagram!
This is the supreme secret technique of the Tianpeng clan, which is both a strange phenomenon and a great killing technique. At this moment, he is using all his strength to activate it, transforming it into a Tianpeng and charging forward to kill.

Last time, the Golden-Winged Roc King used this technique to reverse the situation and kill a cultivator at the first level of the Dragon Transformation Realm with his Four Extremes Body!
boom!
The Heavenly Roc Diagram was crushed to pieces by the Chaos Handprint, and the Golden-Winged Roc King's true form was also captured and transformed into a thousand-meter-long Golden Roc.

"I gave you a chance, but you failed miserably, you little bird king!"

Wang Gan sighed.
"Kill me if you dare!" The Golden-Winged Roc King remained stubbornly defiant, barking incessantly even in his true form. He harbored an innate hostility towards humans and was not afraid of dying at their hands!

"Noisy!"

Wang Gan frowned, then squeezed hard, knocking the man unconscious.

But looking at the Golden-Winged Roc King who had been crushed unconscious in his hand, Wang Gan was in a dilemma.
Although he wasn't afraid of the so-called Old Peng King, no matter how powerful he was, he was at most a demon king with the cultivation level of the second level of the Immortal Platform Realm.
With the saintly Wei Yi protecting him and the Devouring Demon Jar enhancing him, Wang Gan could even fight a quasi-emperor.

However, Wang Gan does not only represent himself, but also has the identity of the Holy Son of Yao Guang. If he makes enemies everywhere for the Yao Guang Holy Land, it will not be fair to Li Daoqing.

"Alright, let's let this guy go for now."

Wang Gan shook his head.

I don't plan to kill this guy, but I also don't plan to let him have it easy.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the invisible chaotic holy light severed the two hundred-meter-long wings of the Golden-Winged Roc King.

When Ye Fan saw that even the Golden-Winged Roc King's arms had been severed, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Sure enough, this guy was extremely ruthless when he made his move.

Why did you cut off his wings?

Ye Fan was somewhat puzzled.

Wang Gan smiled slightly.
"Little Fanzi, you are unaware of this. In the Immortal Tavern in the Eastern Wilderness, there used to be a dish called Heavenly Roc Wings. It is said to be extremely delicious. It is a delicacy cooked by a bird king that has part of the bloodline of the Divine Phoenix. It is a top-grade spiritual food. It is said that eating it is beneficial to cultivators in the Dragon Transformation Realm."

Yao Xi also came over at this moment, looking at the pair of roc wings with a look of amazement.

"That's right, but after the rise of the Old Roc King, he couldn't stand anyone using the Heavenly Roc in cooking. Intimidated by the Old Roc King's strength, all the major immortal banquets had to cancel this dish, at least on the surface."

Although Yao Xi was somewhat wary of the old Peng King's strength, she couldn't help but drool over the pair of pure-blooded Heavenly Peng wings.

Even she, a saint, had never tasted this dish!
"The Golden-Winged Roc King is a nearly pure-blooded Golden-Winged Roc, so it must be much more delicious than the mixed-blooded Rocs used in those celestial banquets!"

Vivi hesitated for a moment.

"Junior brother, you have humiliated the Golden-Winged Roc King so much that the old Roc King may hold a grudge against you..."

Wang Gan scoffed.
"I'm disciplining the younger generation on his behalf. If Old Peng Wang knows what's good for him, then so be it; but if he doesn't..."

"The imperial weapon in my hand is no less effective!"

The group here is discussing how to eat this rare Heavenly Roc Wings.

Duan De, on the other side, had no background and dared not approach, fearing that he would incur the wrath of Old Peng Wang. He could only continue digging graves on the sidelines, looking miserable.

"Damn it!"

A day passed, and Duan De threw the shovel on the ground, looking utterly dejected.
He dug up eighteen selected auspicious burial sites in one go, but they were either empty or were other ancient tombs, with no trace of the hidden figure!
"Never mind, it's not time for the tomb to be unearthed yet."

Wang Gan waved his hand.

"Now that things have come to this, we can only eat first." (End of Chapter)