Shrouding the Heavens: Starting by joining the Holy Land of Yao Guang

Chapter 119 Dong Yaoguang Appears

An invisible killing intent surged like a tidal wave, and terrifying fluctuations erupted like a volcano. It was a chilling golden figure with the head of a roc and the body of a human, like an unparalleled king looking down upon the vast wilderness.

He seemed to have walked out of the ancient land, and every step he took made the mountains and rivers tremble. He possessed unparalleled pressure, making everyone breathless.

This is the second move of the Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Saint Technique. It manifests as a golden king-like figure, striding forward and pressing down on Xia Mingxiao, its killing intent sweeping in all directions.

"boom!"

He held a scepter, and with a swing, he shattered mountains and rivers and split the sky, like a god, possessing an irresistible power.

Golden waves of energy erupted like a torrent, crashing against the sky like a vast ocean, forming an endless wave that surged forward, burying Xia Mingxiao beneath it.

The terrifying offensive techniques and the irresistible killing blows were like the work of a saint, leaving mortals as powerless as ants.

Xia Mingxiao remained calm. After unleashing his full power, even without using holy techniques such as One Thought Blossoms and Myriad Transformations, he could still suppress the Golden-Winged Roc King.

A single trick can make you successful anywhere. Xia Mingxiao once again used the Holy Light Technique, unleashing a burst of brilliant holy light. However, this time, its power was even stronger, once again blocking the second move of the Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Saint Technique.

"puff!"

The Golden-Winged Roc King retreated, bleeding profusely. Half of his body nearly exploded, revealing deep white bones, with blood gushing out.

With his current cultivation level, it would be far too difficult for him to unleash the second move of the Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Saint Technique. It would harm both the enemy and himself, and the backlash would be incredibly powerful.

"The Golden-Winged Roc King is incredibly powerful. With such cultivation, he was able to unleash two consecutive Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Saint Techniques. However, Xia Mingxiao's strength is even more terrifying. He remained unharmed despite the two Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Saint Techniques."

"Yes, if this battle had been fought by a different young prodigy, the Golden-Winged Roc King would have won long ago and wouldn't have had to fight to this point."

Everyone gasped in astonishment, their eyes wide with amazement. Both sides in this battle were the most outstanding young talents, and the intensity of their battle was unprecedented in a thousand years!

The Golden-Winged Roc King, majestic and imposing, was covered in blood as he fell backward, his hair flying wildly, his golden pupils filled with rage, as he was sent flying backward by the impact of terrifying energy.

"Heavenly Demon Slayer Saint..." he roared, desperately trying to unleash the third move!

Xia Mingxiao let out a cold laugh, leaving an afterimage as he rushed forward. How could he possibly let his opponent attack him?

The Golden-Winged Roc King retreated at lightning speed, but was still caught up by Xia Mingxiao, whose Yao Guang Fuyao Technique gave him a slight advantage.

Of course, this was just a superficial method. In reality, he activated another sacred technique, but only in a rudimentary way, mainly using the Soaring Technique.

"Buzz!"

Xia Mingxiao slammed his fist down, interrupting the Golden-Winged Roc King's Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Saint Technique. The Roc King spat out blood again and was forced to fight back passively.

"when!"

The two clashed fiercely, their physical bodies clashing for the first time, emitting a blinding light.

"what……"

The Golden-Winged Roc King roared, clearly having suffered a great loss in the collision. His right hand was almost deformed, and his body was covered in blood with many wounds.

"puff!"

Xia Mingxiao rushed over and did his best to overpower the Golden-Winged Roc King, unleashing a series of powerful attacks without giving him any chance.

In the distance, everyone was stunned. This was a life-or-death battle, and the great war was about to come to an end!

"Clang!" "Clang!"...

In the devastating collision, the Golden-Winged Roc King roared, his golden hair standing on end, his fury reaching its peak.

"kill!"

Xia Mingxiao roared, already displaying his true rage, and twisted the arm of the Golden-Winged Roc King with an imposing aura that could swallow mountains and rivers!

"Break..." Xia Mingxiao shouted, causing the earth to shake as he ripped it apart with tremendous force.

"puff……"

Blood splattered as he ripped off the right arm of the Golden-Winged Roc King, staining the sky with Roc blood!
"Ah..." the Golden-Winged Roc King cried out as his arm was torn off, blood gushing out and staining half of his body red.

He circulated his innate Qi, causing his life essence to boil. A golden blood Qi shot out from his severed arm, burning and collapsing the void. This was a destructive force!

With a determination to perish together with Xia Mingxiao, he forced Xia Mingxiao to avoid him. This self-destructive method of mutual destruction nearly set him ablaze.

"boom!"

Boundless magical power and towering Dao patterns burst forth, utterly destroying the sky and turning it into a terrifying place.

Xia Mingxiao was forced back as countless laws of the Great Dao pressed down on him. This was the Dao power contained in the blood of the Little Peng King, the innate inheritance of the race.

The demon race is very different from the human race. Their blood contains treasures left by their ancestors. Once opened and unearthed, they will possess incredible power!
The more powerful the ancestors, the more terrifying the bloodline treasures they left behind. Once revealed, they will possess astonishing divine power and may even cause the terrifying spectacle of ancient celestial demons descending upon the world.

Xia Mingxiao was confident of victory and did not want to fight him to the death. There was no need for him to be seriously injured and forced to retreat hundreds of feet away when the other was struggling in his death throes.

Golden-Winged Roc King's golden hair was stained with blood. He screamed in pain, clutching his severed arm with his left hand, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"I've lost an arm..."

He could hardly accept this reality; it was a result even more painful than death. A near-mad killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he roared in a low voice, "I, the Golden-Winged Roc King, will never be defeated!"

He roared to the sky, his golden hair stood on end, and terrifying divine light shot from his pupils. His whole body was covered in golden light, like raging flames.

In the distance, everyone was utterly shocked. Xia Mingxiao had torn off one of the Golden-Winged Roc King's arms with his bare hands, a result that chilled everyone to the bone.

Many disciples of supreme sects had unnatural glints in their eyes. Such combat power made them feel a chill. That was the Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Saint Technique, an unparalleled divine art, yet it couldn't stop Xia Mingxiao.

"Xia Mingxiao, in any era other than Dong Yaoguang, would be the undisputed Holy Son of Yaoguang. If it weren't for Dong Yaoguang... it's a pity he was born at the wrong time."

Even the people of Yao Guang Holy Land couldn't help but sigh. If such an existence wasn't contemporaneous with Dong Yao Guang, then who could shake his position as the Holy Son?

However, since they lived in the same era as Dong Yaoguang, they were destined to bear this sorrow and could not transcend it; the gap between them was enormous.

"Ah..." the Golden-Winged Roc King roared, shaking the mountains and rivers. After losing an arm, he went completely mad.

"Heavenly Demon Slayer Saint-Slaying Technique - Third Form!"

He roared to the sky, his whole body surging with golden blood energy, as if he were standing in a golden ocean. Terrifying energy surged like huge waves, rising to the sky. His hair flew wildly, like a wounded demon king.

The Golden-Winged Roc King went all out, forcibly evolving the third form of the Slaughtering Saint Technique with his damaged body, still wanting to defeat Xia Mingxiao. His boundless killing intent did not diminish in the slightest!
He had already been defeated by Dong Yaoguang, and could not accept being defeated by Xia Mingxiao. If he were to lose this battle as well, he would completely lose the qualification to embark on the path of the Great Emperor.

"You have no chance. Accept your defeat." Xia Mingxiao said coldly.

At that moment, he transformed into a divine light and rushed over, unleashing the Holy Light Technique and unleashing a devastating attack, forcibly interrupting the Saint-Slaying Technique.

"boom!"

The world collapsed in an instant, and a terrifying wave of energy surged forth, like ten thousand massive waves crashing down one after another.

"rumble……"

The Golden-Winged Roc King roared, but it was to no avail. With his cultivation level, he could barely activate the second move of the Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Saint Technique, let alone the third move, which was a life-or-death struggle and could not withstand interruption.

Now, Xia Mingxiao unleashed such a domineering and unparalleled attack, utterly destroying everything and eradicating all traces of it, destroying everything with his overwhelming combat power.

"boom!"

The Golden-Winged Roc King was struck as if by a massive hammer blow; his bones cracked, blood spurted from his mouth, and he was abruptly interrupted, suffering a backlash.

"boom!"

At the same time, Xia Mingxiao rushed over, his golden light shining brightly, suppressing the Golden-Winged Roc King beneath him, and using his unparalleled divine power to destroy all obstacles!
"when!"

Xia Mingxiao's fist collided with the Golden-Winged Roc King's left palm, causing it to twist and deform instantly, making it unable to block him at all.

"Kill..." Even so, the Golden-Winged Roc King roared and slashed wildly.

"boom!"

Xia Mingxiao delivered three consecutive heavy blows, all landing on his deformed hand, causing him excruciating pain.

"puff"

The fourth blow landed, and the fist, radiating golden light, instantly turned his palm into a bloody mist, shattering it completely.

The Golden-Winged Roc King roared, spewing out a golden blast of energy. With a "poof," the void shattered like a piece of paper. Xia Mingxiao dodged it, his eyes cold and unwavering. In this life-or-death battle, it was either you or me; a soft heart would only lead to one's own demise.

"Crack!"

With both hands moving simultaneously, he twisted the severely injured left arm of the Golden-Winged Roc King, used a grappling technique, and pulled hard, causing a shower of blood to fall and the sound of bones breaking to be heard.

The Golden-Winged Roc King's left arm was broken and torn off, revealing white bone fragments that gushed blood.

"boom"

Xia Mingxiao threw a punch, which caused the chest of the Golden-Winged Roc King to cave in, producing a terrifying sound of bones cracking.

The Golden-Winged Roc King was beaten beyond recognition and flew backward. His majestic body had lost both arms and was almost powerless to fight back.

Even so, he continued to struggle and refused to admit defeat. This fighting spirit moved those in the distance.

The Golden-Winged Roc King may not be as strong as the others, but his willpower is truly remarkable; he has a fighting spirit that refuses to back down.

"How could I possibly retreat like this? I would rather die than retreat..." The Golden-Winged Roc King roared, sounding extremely miserable, but he showed no intention of backing down.

"Just how insane must one's will be to reach this level of fighting spirit?"

"I think this isn't fighting spirit, but a kind of madness, constantly pushing his own potential to the limit. He's a very crazy person, just like he said, he'd rather die than retreat."

In the distant sky, a powerful figure sighed.

Golden-Winged Roc King, as proud as he was, truly lived up to his word, preferring death to retreat.

In the original story, he was repeatedly defeated by Ye Fan, but he never retreated. Even the last time, when he was almost killed, most people would have been discouraged and given up. Although he was disheartened at times, he still rallied. It was just a pity that he died in the trial left behind by the Great Sage of his clan.

Golden-Winged Roc King may be far inferior to Wang Teng in terms of talent, but in terms of perseverance, Wang Teng is truly no match for Golden-Winged Roc King. Perhaps, Golden-Winged Roc King is more suited to the legacy of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor than Wang Teng.

"Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Saint Technique - Third Form!" the Golden-Winged Roc King roared, causing the mountains to tremble.

He wanted to continue with his third move, to reverse the situation, unwilling to accept defeat, but Xia Mingxiao would not give him the chance.

The blazing holy light transformed into a celestial blade, lifelike and covered with Dao patterns, its edges incredibly sharp, actually cutting through the void.

"Hey!"

The Golden-Winged Roc King was almost cut in half at the waist by the Heavenly Blade, which severed more than half of his waist and abdomen!
"what……"

The Golden-Winged Roc King screamed in agony as his intestines spilled out and blood gushed out.

He was swaying and had lost his fighting ability.

"I've played with you for so long, it's time to send you on your way. If there truly is reincarnation, then remember, don't provoke me in your next life." Xia Mingxiao's eyes were icy and chilling.

He transformed into a streak of light, closed in on the Golden-Winged Roc King, grabbed his legs, and then pulled hard!
"puff!"

Blood splattered as Xia Mingxiao tore the Golden-Winged Roc King in two!

Blood splattered, but was blocked by the Primordial Holy Light Technique. Xia Mingxiao, dressed in white robes, remained unstained by blood, like a holy and pure deity holding a flower.

The Golden-Winged Roc King's body was torn in two, and all his internal organs spilled out, making it extremely bloody and completely crippling him.

Everyone's expression changed. The once invincible Golden-Winged Roc King had actually come to such a tragic end!

He was originally a top figure among the younger generation, born as a teenager, with outstanding talent and domineering presence, dominating the younger generation of the Eastern Wilderness and almost invincible among the younger generation of the demon race, but in the end, he met such a tragic end.

Jiang Yifei's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was filled with trepidation. He had witnessed the entire battle, and while others might not have noticed some of Xia Mingxiao's hidden methods, he had seen them clearly.

"A sacred technique to counter the 'Xing' character secret, the forbidden chapter of the Undying Heavenly Art!"

He had practiced the Undying Heavenly Art and had a very deep understanding of it. Xia Mingxiao was very secretive about it, but once he used it, the fluctuations could not be hidden from him at all.

Ji Haoyue's gaze was incredibly deep, and he felt an indescribable pressure. He was a divine body, the most famous physique in the Eastern Wilderness for nearly ten thousand years.

However, the two people in the arena were no weaker than him, which put a lot of pressure on Ji Haoyue. He knew that in this life, even with a divine body, he might not be invincible.

Although the expressions on the faces of the Purple Mansion Saintess, Yao Xi, Yaochi Saintess, and others were unpredictable, it was hard to say whether they were truly at peace.

"Kill me! Ah..." the Golden-Winged Roc King cried out, utterly despondent. His powerful physical body had been crippled by Xia Mingxiao, a fatal blow.

At this moment, only his head was still intact; his body had been completely torn in two by Xia Mingxiao.

"Then I'll send you on your way." Xia Mingxiao raised his hand, ready to strike, and the Golden-Winged Roc King closed his eyes resignedly.

But at that moment, from the void, a figure walked step by step, and the world pulsed with him—this was the rhythm of the Great Dao!
Xia Mingxiao froze, a terrifying killing intent enveloping him, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood spreading towards him, leaving him no room for further movement.

The Old Peng King roamed the Eastern Wilderness for two thousand years, and his bloodlust was extreme. Countless lives had fallen at his hands, just like that Great Wilderness Halberd, which was almost transformed into a demonic weapon.

At this moment, even though he did not actively unleash his killing intent, the killing intent he exuded alone was enough to terrify everyone present, as if they were facing a demon king emerging from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Everyone was horrified. This was an incredible being. Its figure went from blurry to solid, walking towards them like a god.

The renowned Old Peng King has appeared. After practicing the Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Saint Technique, his divine aura has made all the Holy Lords even more alarmed.

He was tall and imposing, dressed in a golden Taoist robe, expressionless, with long golden hair that moved without wind, and eyes like two sharp swords. He seemed to be one with heaven and earth.

As soon as the peerless demon king appeared, other important figures followed suit. The Holy Lord of Yaoguang appeared, his aura subtly locking onto the Old Peng King.

I wonder if that old bastard will be enraged and attack when he sees his grandson in such a miserable state.

However, Li Daoqing was not afraid. Perhaps ordinary forces would fear Old Peng King, but the Yao Guang Holy Land was not afraid at all.

Although in terms of individual strength, the Old Peng King is enough to dominate the Eastern Wilderness, and even if he were to take action, it is not certain that he could win, Yao Guang, as a behemoth in the Eastern Wilderness, would not play tricks like one-on-one duels with others.

Of course, it's best to avoid provoking others if possible, and prioritize harmony.

Everyone looked towards the center of the field, watching the situation unfold. It became extremely quiet, and the sound of falling flowers could be heard throughout the endless mountains.

"puff"

Old Peng King made his move, pointing a finger at Young Peng King, whose body had been torn apart, instantly shattering into a bloody mist. Everyone was shocked. What did he mean by this? Destroying his grandson's physical body was tantamount to utterly extinguishing all hope!

"brush"

With a wave of his hand, the head of the Golden-Winged Roc King flew over and landed in his large hand.

"Do you know why you lost?" he asked calmly.

"I..." the Golden-Winged Roc King roared in pain, his eyes filled with bloodlust.

"Fine, I'll send you on your way myself. I spoiled you too much in the past, wasting your talent." Old Peng King spoke calmly, his eyes deep and unfathomable, and raised his hand to tap his head.

In the distance, everyone was shocked. Everyone knew that the old Peng King was extremely domineering and fiercely protective of his own, and he doted on his grandson, who was exceptionally talented. No one expected that he would now have to kill him with his own hands.

Stimulated by the killing intent, the Golden-Winged Roc King regained his senses. As if enlightened, he quickly calmed down. His eyes were somewhat dim, and he did not say a word.

"Do you understand?" Old Peng Wang's finger emitted golden light; if he thrust it forward, it would surely shatter the opponent's head into pieces.

"I understand," the Golden-Winged Roc King said calmly, ignoring the impending doom.

"You haven't completely disappointed me after all." Old Peng King lifted his head, his golden Taoist robe fluttering, and strode away.

Just then, a young man in green robes appeared in the sky, surrounded by 108 divine auras.

He was exceptionally handsome and had a tall, slender figure, like a god descended to earth. Even just looking at him made people feel awe and dare not underestimate him in the slightest.

"Dong Yaoguang!"

"Why is he showing up? Wasn't he in seclusion?"

"Why is he showing up at this time? Could it be that he intends to prevent Old Peng King from leaving?"

Countless people gasped in astonishment, their eyes wide as they watched this scene, their curiosity reaching its peak.

Old Peng Wang's eyes narrowed slightly, showing no sign of disdain.

Li Yao suddenly appeared out of thin air, and none of the important figures present noticed how he appeared.

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