Sweeping across the heavens, starting with the first emperor of the ancient times.

Chapter 389 I haven't even put in any effort yet, and you've already collapsed?

"Push harder!"

The Golden Roc Emperor raised his halberd, emitting a dazzling light, and slashed horizontally.

boom!

With another loud bang, the void beneath Golden Roc's feet completely collapsed, and his body was forced to retreat.

The Golden Feather Supreme pressed his advantage, flipping his giant sword and slashing down again.

This sword strike was even more ferocious than the previous two. He gripped the sword with both hands, his entire body radiating golden light, and golden patterns appeared on the sword's surface—the power of laws sharpened to the extreme.

"cut!"

The giant sword cleaved down like a golden bolt of lightning, carrying the force of creation and destruction.

A glint flashed in Jinpeng Huang's eyes. Instead of retreating, he advanced, charging forward with his halberd.

boom!

Three attacks, three loud bangs—Golden Roc Emperor withstood them all.

He stood there, a trickle of golden blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. His robes were torn in several places by the force of the energy, revealing the bleeding wounds inside, but his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

"Three moves have passed." Golden Roc Emperor wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a bloodthirsty smile on his face, staring at Golden Feather Supreme opposite him.

"Now it's my turn. Are you ready to get a beating?"

Jin Penghuang spoke coldly, as if he were delivering a verdict.

At this moment, the Golden Roc King's golden blood aura seemed to carry a captivating demonic quality, causing fear among all living beings.

Golden Feather Supreme's expression darkened.

He used all his strength in those three moves, and his opponent was only defending. How could he not have seriously injured his opponent under such circumstances? How could he possibly win?

"Prepare for catastrophe!"

With a shake of his great halberd, the tip of the halberd shone with a dazzling golden light, and he charged toward the Golden Feather Supreme like an arrow released from a bow.

"Come on, who's afraid of who!"

Golden Feather Supreme also roared, holding his giant sword horizontally in front of him as he charged forward.

The halberd and the giant sword collided, exploding into a sky full of golden light, causing the surrounding void to shatter inch by inch.

Not long after, the Golden Feather Supreme was seen flying backward, blood flowing everywhere.

"No, I don't believe it," Golden Feather Supreme couldn't believe the gap between him and his opponent was so great, and charged forward again.

"The True Form of the Heavenly Roc!"

He roared, and his body swelled up, transforming into a golden-winged roc that blotted out the sky.

"Oh, still not convinced? Want to fight in your true form? I'll grant your humble request, after all, I love the feeling of completely crushing my opponent."

As Jinpeng Huang watched Jinyu Supreme transform, his tone was cold and ruthless. He then began to reveal his true form as well.

The Golden Roc King's true form is enormous, with wingspans reaching tens of thousands of miles, and each golden feather is as sharp as a sword.

Each piece shimmered with dazzling celestial light, exuding an aura of domineering power that looked down upon the world.

The true form of the Golden Feather Supreme is equally impressive, also a golden-winged roc with wings that blot out the sky and golden light that illuminates the world.

Without saying much, the two golden-winged rocs began to clash fiercely in the void.

Claw against claw, wing against wing, every clash was like the collapse of the heavens and the earth.

Golden feathers flew everywhere, and blood splattered in the void, creating an extremely shocking scene.

Everyone watched this scene with varying expressions.

Emperor Chen exclaimed, "A true battle between the Golden-Winged Roc Clan members is truly a rare sight."

Wan Qing nodded: "Although the Golden Roc Emperor has severed his own flesh, his fighting spirit is extremely strong. There is no suspense in this battle. The Golden Roc Emperor will definitely be the final victor."

The people in question were all well-informed and could naturally see the difference between the two sides.

Jiang Hao watched the battle in the void and said softly:

"The difference is most evident in battles between people of the same race. They have the same bloodline and the same talent, but one fought his way out of the Origin Realm and the other was raised in the Lesser Immortal Realm. Naturally, the results will be different."

Although Jinpeng Huang is arrogant and stubborn, his strength is indeed remarkable. He is an ancient emperor who has lived two lives.

Even the Supreme Being in the restricted area isn't weak, which is why he's still alive despite his arrogance.

The Golden Roc Emperor fought with increasing ferocity, his halberd seemingly coming to life in his hands, sometimes moving like a dragon or snake rising from the land, sometimes like a thunderbolt, each move deadly.

With another strike, the Golden Roc Emperor Halberd shone like a waterfall, and the Golden Feather Supreme was sent flying backward once more. There was a huge wound on his golden right wing, from which blood flowed like a waterfall.

"I haven't even put in any effort yet, and you've already collapsed?"

Golden Roc Emperor swung his halberd, clearly displeased.

"Again!"

He roared and swung his halberd in a wide arc, the halberd light transforming into a golden waterfall that cascaded down from the heavens.

Golden Feather Supreme gritted his teeth, raised his giant sword, and took the blow head-on.

boom!

He was smashed several feet down, his tiger's mouth split open, and golden blood dripped down the hilt of the sword.

Jinpeng Huang gave him no chance to breathe, his halberd crashing down repeatedly, once, twice, three times...

Each impact was like the sky collapsing and the earth sinking, forcing the Golden Feather Supreme to retreat step by step.

He was utterly shocked. Why was this fellow clansman from the Origin Realm so powerful?

His ancestral martial arts are known for their fierce and powerful techniques, and coupled with his natal weapon, a greatsword that combines offense and defense, he has never been at a disadvantage in terms of strength among those of the same level.

But the guy in front of him was stronger and more aggressive than him. Every move he made carried an overbearing arrogance, making him seem nothing like someone who had cut off his own life.

You say this guy committed suicide? Who would believe that?

"Is that all you've got?"

Jinpeng Huang taunted him as he fought.

"This dares to call itself the Golden-Winged Roc? I think you're more like a little golden-winged bird!"

The Golden Feather Supreme trembled with rage. He roared and pushed the Dao Seed within his body to its limit, causing his entire body to radiate golden light. Dense golden patterns appeared on the giant sword.

"Celestial Roc Breaks Boundary and Kills!"

With a single slash, the sword light transformed into a massive golden blade of light, sharp to the extreme. Wherever it passed, the void silently cracked open, even cleaving the chaos in two.

This move was his trump card; he had used it to defeat two minor immortals in a one-against-two battle back then.

"That's more interesting."

A glint of light flashed in Jinpenghuang's eyes.

He held his halberd high, its tip pointing towards the sky.

A completely different aura erupted from him, causing the halberd to tremble.

Jinpenghuang unleashed his forbidden secret technique.

"The Heavenly Roc Soars Through the Dragon!"

With a single slash, the Golden Roc Emperor's halberd seemed to possess the power and domineering aura to wrestle a true dragon.

This strike was like a golden-winged roc swooping down from the heavens, its claws tearing through the sky and its wings obscuring the Milky Way.

The halberd light transformed into the phantom of a golden-winged roc, carrying the madness and ferocity of fighting a true dragon, and met the golden blade of light head-on.

boom!

The two attacks collided, exploding into a sky full of golden light.

The entire void trembled, and countless stars were pulverized by the aftershocks.

The moment the two attacks made contact, a huge crack appeared on the golden light blade.

Immediately afterwards, more and more cracks appeared, densely covering the entire light blade.

Then, it shattered!

The golden-winged roc phantom crashed straight into the Golden Feather Supreme with unstoppable momentum.

puff!

Golden Feather Supreme spat out a mouthful of golden blood, and his entire body flew backward like a meteor, only stopping after streaking across the endless void.

His body was covered in wounds, and golden blood stained his robes. His greatsword flew out of his hand and tumbled in the void.

"Impossible! Why did I, with my inheritance, still lose to you?" Golden Feather Supreme struggled to his feet, speaking in disbelief.

Both being Golden-Winged Rocs, and with the legacy of a former Golden-Winged Roc from the Immortal Realm, why would I lose to a country bumpkin like this who doesn't even have a legacy?

This was hard for him to accept.

Why?

Golden Roc Emperor dragged his halberd and walked step by step toward Golden Feather Supreme.

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