Zhou Qing utilized the "Void Realm Dharma Aspect" to fully conceal his aura, not daring to approach recklessly, and cautiously observed the situation from a distance.
At this moment, aside from Sikong Yan and the others, a man with a human body and a monkey tail, wielding a long staff, had appeared in the distance at an unknown time.
He watched the intense battle in the sky with a vigilant expression, occasionally glancing towards the bottomless abyss, his face full of hesitation.
"A Divinity Transformation Realm Demon King!" Zhou Qing was secretly shocked, never expecting that this Canglan Mountain truly hid a Demon King.
At this time, the battle in the sky grew even more intense. The Corpse Wax Crow, Elder Feng, Xuanyuan Shuo, and the silver-haired woman joined forces against the Golden-winged Roc, barely holding their ground, evenly matched.
This showed that the battle power of the Golden-winged Roc, which had been dead for countless years, was indeed not to be underestimated.
Moreover, its speed was extremely fast, and as the fight continued, it seemed to become more adept at controlling its body, occasionally displaying some formidable Divine Techniques.
Zhou Qing couldn’t help but click his tongue in admiration. Just how powerful was the Old Peng King back in the day?
"Listening to what Xuanyuan Shuo said earlier, this Eastern Domain of Lingyun Mansion used to be a Third-level Cultivation Country. Later, as the Holy Martial Dynasty emerged among many forces, it was assigned to the Cultivation Alliance, thereby establishing this mansion."
"A mystical Pocket World, a natural Thunder Pool, a semi-pure Suanni, and the terrifying burial ground of the Old Peng King; the Eastern Domain truly hides many extraordinary things!"
Zhou Qing couldn’t help but mutter to himself.
At this time, Sikong Yan stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes flashing.
Next to him, aside from many Divinity Transformation Realm elders, there were also several Supreme Elders accompanying him, showing how much he valued the situation.
If there was truly an opportunity, Cangyan Daoist Palace might win big this time.
However, in every bad situation, there is always a good side. By then, they could deduce the exact location of the third Teleportation Array based on the time taken by the Divinity Transformation Elder to leave and their travel direction when they headed there.
"You all go down!" After a short silence, Sikong Yan instructed the few Nascent Soul Realm cultivators he brought along.
Including Li Hanshan, eight Nascent Soul Realm cultivators immediately took the order, seized the opportunity, and unhesitatingly plunged into the bottomless abyss below.
After all, the Golden-winged Roc had already appeared outside at this moment; even if there was danger in the abyss, it probably wouldn’t be any more formidable.
Seeing this, the nearby Divinity Transformation Realm Demon King, who had been watching from a distance, couldn’t hold back anymore and also leaped into the abyss.
Oddly enough, this time, the golden runes that usually obstructed the Divinity Transformation Realm did not appear again.
"We should also go down and have a look!" Several Supreme Elders of Cangyan Daoist Palace, seeing this situation, led the other Divinity Transformation Realm cultivators straight down. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel⚑fire.net
Duanmu Shu and others, who had been standing guard nearby, exchanged glances and followed into the abyss.
In this way, on the scene, only Sikong Yan and Zhou Qing, who was hiding and quietly observing, were still intently watching the fierce battle in the sky.
It must be said that a battle between Spirit Severing Realm powerhouses is a rare and invaluable opportunity for anyone.
"Are you two still planning to hold on? I have no attachments and will be leaving first!" Elder Feng shouted loudly.
This Corpse Spirit Golden Roc seemed to be using them as practice targets, and if this dragged on, the situation might become unmanageable.
Xuanyuan Shuo snorted coldly and responded, "You were the one who released it. If it massacres billions in my Lingyun Mansion, I will surely dispatch troops to Great Demon Mountain and make you pay in blood."
Despite his words, Xuanyuan Shuo did not hesitate, immediately taking out an ancient-looking Jade Talisman and chanting incantations.
The next moment, the Jade Talisman began to tremble violently, blinding light pouring out and illuminating the entire sky in an instant.
In the light, a majestic figure slowly appeared.
That figure wore a luxurious dragon robe, adorned with a crown, with a stern face emitting endless authority and dominance.
At this moment, it seemed as if he was the ruler of heaven and earth, holding the power of life and death over all things.
With the appearance of this figure, an overwhelmingly powerful Emperor Dao aura spread out, suffocatingly strong.
Wherever this aura reached, space seemed unable to withstand such might, twisting and distorting under the pressure.
When the figure of the Old Emperor appeared, Elder Feng and the silver-haired woman’s expressions changed drastically.
It was this person who, three thousand years ago, single-handedly stepped into the Spirit Severing Realm, elevating the Holy Martial Dynasty to a Fourth-level Cultivation Country.
After passing the throne to his offspring, he disappeared.
Although only a projection appeared now, everyone present could clearly feel that he had become even stronger than before.
Zhou Qing and Sikong Yan both gulped breathlessly, their eyes filled with utmost reverence.
"Oh, it’s actually a Golden-winged Roc!" That tall and majestic figure slowly spoke, his tone seemingly carrying a hint of surprise.