At that moment, the Golden-winged Roc seemed to sense the impending danger and turned its head to flee.
At the same time, the vacant-eyed Corpse Wax Crow also dove headfirst into the abyss.
"Brother, don’t let it escape!" Xuanyuan Shuo shouted urgently upon seeing this.
The Old Emperor slightly raised his head, a hint of coldness revealing in his eyes. He slowly extended his right hand and gently pointed in the direction of the Golden-winged Roc, uttering a low command, "Suppress!"
In an instant, a dazzling light of the Emperor Dao shot out from his fingertip, like an unmatched Divine Sword, cutting through the sky and slashing towards the Golden-winged Roc.
The Golden-winged Roc, which had intended to flee, found itself horrified to be bound by an invisible force, locked mid-air, unable to move.
"Spare... spare me, I am willing... to submit!"
The Golden-winged Roc trembled as it begged for mercy.
"A traitorous heart, what use is it!" The Old Emperor’s voice was indifferent as the light of the Emperor Dao in his hand turned the entire sky into a golden hue.
Wherever the light passed, the air evaporated instantly, creating a vacuum zone.
A powerful suction force ensued, drawing in everything around it—mountains, trees, clouds—everything was ground into powder in the blink of an eye.
Subsequently, the powder, wrapped in boundless force, crashed down on the Golden-winged Roc, accompanied by an extremely shrill scream that pierced the sky.
The blinding light from the explosion caused Zhou Qing to retreat rapidly, his eardrums aching from the shock.
In his daze, he seemed to see countless feathers fluttering down like snow, and a large amount of foul-smelling black blood spilling from the sky, the scene was quite horrifying.
The silver-haired woman and her group, seeing this, unhesitatantly shot towards the sky, all vying for the Golden-winged Roc’s feathers and other precious items.
Zhou Qing’s face was full of shock and astonishment, was this the power of the Old Emperor?
Just a mere projection showing up here could so effortlessly obliterate a Divine Bird at the Spirit Severing Realm, it was terrifying!
Meanwhile, the figure in the sky wearing the crown was gradually becoming transparent, clearly, the power of the projection was nearing its end. Follow current novels on N()velFire.net
Very soon, the corpse of the Golden-winged Roc was completely divided among the group, leaving no trace behind.
Elder Feng cast a wary glance at the dissipating figure in the sky before heading straight down into the abyss.
Xuanyuan Shuo, with a proud expression, casually glanced at the silver-haired woman before also diving into the abyss.
The silver-haired woman collected large quantities of the Roc feathers into her storage bag, then transformed into a streak of cold light, swiftly chasing after.
Zhou Qing looked at Sikong Yan’s back, frowning slightly.
This person really is cautious to the extreme, with such a great opportunity right in front of him, he didn’t even try to seize it, just stood there blankly waiting?
But on second thought, it’s understandable, given the number of people that had already gone down, including masters at the Spirit Severing Realm. Even if he had obtained something good, it would likely end up benefitting someone else in the end.
Now that the Golden-winged Roc was dead, the stone weighing on Zhou Qing’s heart finally settled. He then quietly retreated, preparing to reunite with his master and the others.
As Zhou Qing took off, silvery light flashing beneath his feet, he had barely covered a hundred meters when a terrifying chill surged up his spine.
It felt as if he was being watched by an ancient and unrivaled Fierce Beast, making his blood run cold.
"Eat it all——" A sharp and eerie voice suddenly exploded in Zhou Qing’s ear without warning.
Zhou Qing’s face turned pale, instinctively turning his head to look back, only to see a blood pearl emanating a nauseating stench, shooting towards him like a streak of blood-red lightning.
Zhou Qing had no time to react before the blood pearl buried itself into his forehead.
"It’s over——" This was Zhou Qing’s final thought in his mind.