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"What a perfect combination of luck!"

Xuan Du's eyes gleamed brightly, his heart filled with indescribable excitement.

This is absolutely the most incredible feature ever!

Cultivation level, background, techniques, and supernatural abilities are all manifestations of one's own strength.

But fortune... is a mysterious force, an invisible hand that can manipulate the overall situation and control destiny!

If he can receive this blessing, he will have more initiative in the future Lich War!

But what made him even more certain was...

The system's assessment of profound fortune is clearly not based on the same standard as that of top-tier supernatural powers.

Although the Golden-Winged Roc possesses both Yin and Yang energies and is endowed with extraordinary talent, in terms of profound fortune...

He was, after all, only Yuan Feng's second son. Yuan Feng had already passed away when he was born, so he was unable to inherit the complete fortune.

In comparison, Kong Xuan, as the eldest son, inherited the origin of the Five Elements and also received some of the fortune left by Yuan Feng, which may be more in line with this.

As for the Golden-Winged Roc... it clearly doesn't belong to the category of those with profound fortune.

"In this way, we can invite him to join the church without any worries."

A smile appeared on Xuan Du's lips.

This way, there's no need to worry about wasting mission slots, it adds another exceptionally talented fighter to the Jie Sect, and it also forges a deeper bond of goodwill with Kong Xuan...

It's a win-win-win situation, so why not do it?

"Buzz..."

A clear and subtle fluctuation quietly emanated from the entrance where black and white intertwined yin and yang met below.

The fluctuation was initially weak, but it quickly became strong, causing the surrounding chaotic air currents to surge.

The flow of Yin and Yang energies suddenly accelerated.

"Are we about to leave the pass...?"

Xuan Du's gaze narrowed slightly, his mind racing.

The Golden-Winged Roc has been in seclusion here for a hundred years, honing his supernatural powers at the confluence of Yin and Yang, and is now clearly on the verge of success.

The timing is perfect.

Xuan Du no longer hesitated. With a flick of his sleeve, the power of primordial chaos silently surged forth, enveloping the entire Demon Master Palace.

"receive."

A single word uttered, yet law follows.

The majestic and profound Demon Master Palace, which covered a radius of a thousand miles, trembled violently and then rapidly shrank!

Palace corridors, eerie blue flames, layers upon layers of restrictions...

Everything was enveloped by the Primordial Daoist Rhyme, transforming into a dark stream of light that disappeared into Xuandu's sleeve.

In the blink of an eye, only a vast expanse of frozen land in the North Sea remained, along with the remnants of the protective array above.

The Demon Master's Palace has been temporarily taken down by Xuandu.

Once Kunpeng has settled down on Jin'ao Island, it can be returned to him.

Having done all this, Xuandu's gaze fell upon the black and white entrance.

He didn't rush in directly, but instead, his figure flickered, transforming into a faint blue shadow, and silently appeared outside the entrance.

At this moment, in the place where Yin and Yang meet.

"boom!"

The black and white energies suddenly exploded, transforming into two pillars of light that reached the heavens and the earth!

Within the pillar of light, a figure rose to his feet, his crimson-gold battle robe fluttering in the wind, and the Yin-Yang Daoist energy flowing around him like a dragon!

It is indeed the Golden-Winged Roc!

His eyes snapped open, and two beams of divine light, one black and one white, shot out, piercing through the void and lingering for a long time.

"Hahaha! After a century of arduous cultivation, I've finally achieved a minor success in the Yin and Yang energies!"

The golden-winged roc laughed loudly, its voice arrogant and unrestrained, filled with an irrepressible joy.

He felt the Yin and Yang essence within his body, which was several times more solid than it had been a hundred years ago, and his heart was filled with boundless pride.

With such supernatural powers, where in the vast wilderness could one not go?

Even his elder brother Kong Xuan's Five-Colored Divine Light, he is now confident that he can fight against!

However, just as he was feeling triumphant and preparing to spread his wings and leave this secluded place...

His gaze casually swept across the entrance, but suddenly froze.

There, a figure in green robes stood quietly, seemingly out of nowhere.

His figure was blurry, as if he had merged with the surrounding chaotic air currents. If one had not seen him, one would not have noticed him at all.

"Who?"

The Golden-Winged Roc's pupils constricted sharply, and it demanded an answer in a stern voice.

The sound echoed in the enclosed space, carrying a hint of barely perceptible surprise.

This is directly below the Demon Master's Palace, a forbidden area of ​​the Kunpeng Dojo. No one but him should be able to come here.

Even Kunpeng himself has never been disturbed during his seclusion over the past century.

Where did this person come from?

The Golden-Winged Roc instantly scanned the opponent with its divine sense.

however.

Nothingness!

The figure in green was clearly right in front of me, but when my divine sense swept over it, there was nothing there, as if it were just an illusion.

But that subtle yet unsettling sense of oppression was undeniable.

"The strong... far surpass me!"

The Golden-Winged Roc felt a chill run down its spine, its arrogance slightly diminished, replaced by vigilance and solemnity.

Although he was arrogant, he was not brainless.

To be able to appear here so silently, without even his early-stage Grand Luo Golden Immortal divine sense being able to detect his true nature... this person's realm is definitely above his!

Moreover, it's probably more than just a cut above!

"escape!"

This thought instantly took hold of my mind.

Without the slightest hesitation, the Golden-Winged Roc unleashed its Yin and Yang energies, and its crimson-gold battle robe shone brightly!

"Whoosh!"

His figure transformed into a streak of black and white light, shooting off in the opposite direction of the entrance!

The speed was so fast that it almost tore space apart!

After a century of seclusion, he achieved minor mastery of Yin and Yang energies, which also increased his innate speed by several times.

He was confident that even ordinary late-stage Grand Luo Golden Immortals would not be able to catch up with him easily!

Once they break out of this place where Yin and Yang meet and enter the depths of the North Sea, with the help of the complex terrain and chaotic air currents, even a Quasi-Saint might not be able to stop him!

In the blink of an eye, the Golden-Winged Roc had already traversed a thousand miles, and the black and white barrier ahead was now almost within reach.

In just a moment, one can break through the barrier!

however.

Just as he was about to touch the barrier.

Without warning, a tiny ripple spread across the empty space ahead.

A figure in green robes slowly emerged from the ripples and blocked his way.

It was as if he had always been there, but the Golden-Winged Roc had only just noticed him.

"What?"

The Golden-Winged Roc trembled violently, its eyes filled with barely suppressed horror!

He had clearly pushed his speed to the limit, even sacrificing a sliver of his own essence.

But the other party... simply walked casually into his path and blocked his way?

What speed is that?

Do not!

This isn't a speed issue at all!

Is it... spatial teleportation?

Or is it some kind of higher-level supernatural power?

The Golden-Winged Roc suddenly stopped, its Yin and Yang energies swirling around it like a dragon, staring intently at the figure in green robes ahead.

This time, he saw things more clearly.

He was a calm-looking young man, dressed in a simple blue robe, with black hair flowing down his shoulders, and clear yet deep, unfathomable eyes.

Standing there, it seemed to merge with heaven and earth. Although it did not exude any pressure, it made the Golden-Winged Roc feel a suffocating feeling from the depths of its soul.

"Who...are you?"

The Golden-Winged Roc's voice was dry, no longer displaying its previous arrogance.

Xuan Du did not answer immediately.

His gaze calmly swept over the golden-winged roc, and he nodded slightly.

"I have achieved minor success in Yin and Yang energies, and my cultivation has become much more stable."

"A century of isolation has yielded good results."

His tone was flat, as if an elder were commenting on a younger person, with a natural sense of superiority.

Upon hearing this, the Golden-Winged Roc felt even colder in his heart.

The other party saw through the results of his century of hard work at a glance.

This is not simply because of a high level of understanding.

It also means... that the other party knows you very well!