Chapter 889: Come! (2-in-1, 7000 monthly tickets)

Chapter 885: Arrived! (Two-in-one, 7000 monthly votes)

As True Monarch Juejian flew forward, he saw the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc being pursued by a figure in a black cloak, wielding a dark, blood-red saber.

It was clear that the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc was no match for this person.

Only by relying on the puppet-force array diagram constructed and coiled around its body by fourteen puppets, and an ice-soul female cultivator who resembled a puppet, was it barely able to contend with the black-robed figure.

But even so, the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc was in a very sorry state, constantly fleeing.

“A mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator! An Emissary of the Demonic Path?”

True Monarch Juejian looked at the black-robed figure, discerning from the aura of their magical power that this was a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Recalling his Senior Brother’s earlier message about the suspected appearance of a Demonic Path Emissary, he instantly guessed that this person was very likely the Demonic Path Emissary of Liang Kingdom.

The current situation seemed to be that True Monarch Yangming had gone to ambush True Monarch Qianren, and thus sent his spirit beast, the Golden-Winged Roc, and the fourth-rank Puppet King by his side to Beast God Mountain.

Now that the news of True Monarch Qianren’s demise at the hands of True Monarch Yangming had spread, the Demonic Path Emissary had moved against the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc.

“Where is Senior Brother? Is he confronting True Monarch Jiuling?”

True Monarch Juejian pondered, no longer hesitating, and shouted towards the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc: “True Monarch Jinpeng, I’m here to help you!”

Although he was not a match for the Demonic Path Emissary before him.

In the current situation, he could not stand by and do nothing.

If the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc and Qinzhu Yan were severely injured or captured by the Demonic Path Emissary, True Monarch Yangming would undoubtedly be enraged afterward, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Moreover, the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc and Qinzhu Yan could barely contend with the current Demonic Path Emissary.

If he joined in, the three of them combined, even if they couldn’t defeat the Demonic Path Emissary, they could at least stall until True Monarch Yangming arrived.

The Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc had noticed True Monarch Juejian early on.

It wanted to call for help but felt that they were not familiar with each other.

Now, seeing True Monarch Juejian so righteous and offering help voluntarily, it immediately let out a cry in response and sped towards True Monarch Juejian’s direction like lightning.

“Hmm!?” Moro’s expression darkened slightly.

The Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc, using Qinzhu Yan’s puppet battle formation to neutralize his attacks, was constantly fleeing, making it difficult to resolve the situation quickly.

If another Nascent Soul cultivator were added, he would find it even harder to kill the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc.

“Blood Sea Nightmare Annihilation Technique! Blood Shadow Life-Death Saber!”

Moro’s eyes fixed on the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc, then a dark red blood light bloomed from the depths of his pupils, forming an incredibly terrifying fluctuation.

The fleeing Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc and Qinzhu Yan, who was controlling the puppet battle formation, both experienced a momentary lapse in consciousness.

They felt as if an endless sea of blood was engulfing them, seemingly intending to defile and devour their souls and wills.

However, as a fourth-rank transformed demon king and a fourth-rank puppet spirit, the souls of both the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc and Qinzhu Yan were extraordinary, and they quickly regained clarity within a breath.

They realized this was some kind of soul secret art.

But in a fight between Nascent Soul cultivators, every second counted.

Moro had already transformed into an afterimage, tearing through space and closing in.

His innate spirit treasure, the [Blood Shadow Saber], slashed out, and an endless gray, hazy aura surged, breaking through Qinzhu Yan’s already unsustainable puppet-force array diagram, seemingly intending to cut off the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc’s head.

In this critical moment, the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc’s bloodline potential was fully unleashed, its entire body shining golden, and the Heavenly Roc Battling Dragon Diagram intertwined and appeared, seemingly materializing to resist Moro’s strike.

But the gap between a fourth-rank early stage and a mid-stage Nascent Soul was too vast.

It had only been eight years since it advanced to the fourth-rank.

Although it had grown rapidly by relying on True Monarch Mingsha’s Nascent Soul spirit body and the Dragon Son’s Yellow Spring Dragon remnant soul for immense nourishment, further stimulating its bloodline potential.

However, converting this into actual strength still required time to settle.

Qinzhu Yan awoke from the blood sea’s influence and quickly condensed the shattered puppet-force array diagram to help resist this strike.

With Qinzhu Yan’s help, the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc’s pressure immediately lessened.

But it dared not relax, frantically burning its essence blood origin, using the [Heavenly Roc Battling Dragon Diagram] to contend with the Blood Shadow Life-Death Saber, and condensing 108,000 feathers around its body to attack Moro, intending to force him back.

However, a strong blood light suddenly bloomed from Moro’s embrace, destroying the golden feather-swords condensed by the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc, like an endless sea of blood, rushing towards it.

The Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc’s body felt cold, sensing that this blood light was suppressing and eroding its Heavenly Roc Battling Dragon Diagram and demonic power.

Fortunately, it had previously devoured the Dragon Son’s Nascent Soul spirit body and the Yellow Spring Dragon remnant soul; this vast and boundless energy had not yet been completely digested, and it was now providing it with an inexhaustible source of origin and demonic power.

“Boom, boom, boom—”

The two sides contended and clashed, creating an incomparable and terrifying might.

Qinzhu Yan’s puppet-force array diagram had just been broken, and all thirteen puppets around him were damaged to some extent, no longer possessing their previous power.

During this process, the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc’s golden, shimmering feathers gradually dimmed, began to fall, and shattered.

“Clang!”

Just then, a sharp, domineering black sword light, filled with destructive aura, shot towards Moro.

Moro’s expression was grim, his black cloak fluttering, and the blood light constantly blooming from his chest, which had been suppressing the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc, transformed into a large hand, destroying the sword light.

As True Monarch Juejian arrived and Moro diverted his attention, the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc broke free from Moro’s suppression, its demonic aura surging, and it appeared beside True Monarch Juejian, its eyes cold and sharp as it stared at Moro, stirring up a chilling hurricane.

It and Qinzhu Yan were not Moro’s match.

Now, with the three of them working together, they would at least have the power to fight.

Killing intent surged in the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc’s heart, hoping its master would arrive quickly and kill Moro.

“Damn it!”

Moro’s expression was very cold, knowing that he had lost the chance to kill the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc.

The opponent’s bloodline potential was extraordinary, and its escape speed was comparable to a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

With Qinzhu Yan, the fourth-rank Puppet King, forming a puppet battle formation, even he couldn’t kill it in a short time.

Now, with the addition of True Monarch Juejian, another Nascent Soul cultivator, the combined efforts of one person, one demon, and one puppet meant he could only contend and suppress them.

“Beast God Mountain, you’re good for nothing but messing things up!”

Moro cursed in his heart.

Earlier, the Dragon Son disobeyed orders and forcibly went to rescue the Moon Saintess, resulting in all four of them being captured and killed by True Monarch Yangming.

In this pursuit, King Jinni, seeing that he was acting and difficult to pursue, directly gave up.

If the latter had been willing to burn his essence blood origin and constantly pursue, and arrived now, what would he have to fear from True Monarch Juejian?

“Go!”

Moro was decisive, transforming into a bloody afterimage, tearing through space, and choosing to leave.

Since he couldn’t capture the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc and the fourth-rank Puppet King, he wasn’t willing to waste time.

After all, if it weren’t for his interest in the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc and Qinzhu Yan, he wouldn’t have made a move at all.

“True Monarch Juejian, my master is about to arrive, don’t let him escape!”

Seeing Moro choose to retreat, the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc was unwilling to let him go.

It let out a fierce roar, telling True Monarch Juejian to get on its back and hold Moro back.

True Monarch Juejian secretly thought that the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc, a demon king, was truly ferocious.

Just a moment ago, it was being suppressed by Moro and fleeing in disarray, but now that the situation had slightly improved, it dared to intercept the opponent.

One must know that Moro had displayed astonishing combat power.

If he were to use his life-burning trump cards at all costs, even if they, one person, one demon, and one puppet, didn’t die, they would be severely injured.

However, hearing that True Monarch Yangming was about to arrive, True Monarch Juejian flew onto the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc, pulled out a talisman from his embrace, and prepared to act.

“How dare you!” Moro saw that he had stopped, yet the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc still dared to attack him, and his eyes instantly turned cold, filled with rage.

He didn’t want to continue fighting, simply worried about True Monarch Yangming’s arrival, not fearing the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc and Juejian.

If he used his trump cards and was willing to pay the price, it might not be impossible to kill the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc and True Monarch Juejian.

However, doing so would leave him in a state of severe weakness.

“Whoosh!” Moro slashed with his Blood Shadow Saber, and streaks of blood light bloomed, like endless blood-red waves sweeping towards the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc.

Qinzhu Yan and True Monarch Juejian immediately moved to contend with the vast blood sea.

The Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc, however, glowed brightly all over, with the Heavenly Roc Battling Dragon Diagram intertwined and condensed on its head, as if it were risking its life to pounce on Moro.

“It seems True Monarch Yangming is about to arrive, otherwise, how would this roc dare to be so arrogant and desperately intercept me!”

Moro’s face was cold, his cloak interwoven with a dark luster, tearing through space, constantly fleeing towards Beast God Mountain.

The Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc furiously burned its essence blood origin.

It used the Dragon Son’s Nascent Soul origin and the Yellow Spring Dragon remnant soul to replenish its consumed resources.

The reason it had been able to persist for so long under Moro’s pursuit, maintaining a good state, was precisely because of the Yellow Spring Dragon remnant soul that had not yet been fully consumed within its belly.

However, just as Moro had pursued it earlier.

The Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc, with Qinzhu Yan and True Monarch Juejian, also could not completely stop Moro.

At most, they could interfere and affect him.

Time passed bit by bit.

“What’s wrong with this roc? Even with true spirit bloodline, it shouldn’t have such stamina and demonic power, right?”

As the pursuit continued, Moro felt something was amiss.

A fourth-rank Puppet King, for example, would only dare to passively defend, fearing insufficient puppet crystal energy.

This golden roc had previously burned its essence blood origin to escape, and was injured under his attacks.

Yet it could still maintain such a state and continuously attack him fiercely, which was very unreasonable.

He had no idea that under the current life-and-death crisis, the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc’s ferocity had been completely unleashed.

The Nascent Soul origin and Yellow Spring Dragon remnant soul in its belly were being frantically refined, replenishing its consumed essence blood origin and even promoting its rapid growth.

“A mid-stage Nascent Soul magnate is indeed terrifying!”

True Monarch Juejian and the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc jointly resisted and interfered with Moro.

He deeply realized the strength gap between an early-stage Nascent Soul and a mid-stage Nascent Soul.

He thought to himself, no wonder Nascent Soul cultivators are called magnates once they break through to the mid-stage.

Like him and the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc, both were veteran Nascent Soul combatants.

In this situation, even with Qinzhu Yan, this fourth-rank Puppet King, they could only barely contend.

If it weren’t for the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc’s astonishing escape speed, if Moro wanted to leave, he would be powerless to intercept or pursue him.

“Senior Brother…”

True Monarch Juejian saw Moro trying to escape back to Beast God Mountain and, seizing the opportunity, sent a message to his Senior Brother Li Duanxuan, in case there was an unexpected situation on his end.

If his Senior Brother was fine and could free himself, he might even be able to intercept Moro outside Beast God Mountain.

“Why hasn’t True Monarch Yangming arrived yet?”

However, seeing that True Monarch Yangming had not yet arrived, True Monarch Juejian couldn’t help but feel puzzled.

If True Monarch Yangming didn’t come, even if his Senior Brother could free himself, it would probably be difficult to keep this Demonic Path Emissary.

Not only was True Monarch Juejian puzzled.

Moro was also very puzzled.

This Golden-Winged Roc was delaying and intercepting him so desperately, wasn’t it because True Monarch Yangming was about to arrive as reinforcement?

Why hadn’t he arrived yet?

Without True Monarch Yangming, how could a mere early-stage fourth-rank demon king be so aggressive?

If it weren’t for his fear of True Monarch Yangming, Moro would even have wanted to stop fleeing and kill the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc.

At this moment, Lu Changsheng, holding the Dust-Misty Banner, was rushing at full speed towards Beast God Mountain.

Earlier, he could sense that the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc and Qinzhu Yan were speeding towards his direction.

But now, the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc and Qinzhu Yan were heading towards Beast God Mountain again.

In this situation, even with the Dust-Misty Banner, it would be difficult for him to arrive quickly.

To avoid excessive consumption of magical power and arrive as quickly as possible, Lu Changsheng continuously poured the spirit stones he had harvested in recent days into the Dust-Misty Banner, burning them frantically to replace his magical power consumption.

And he swallowed pills and spiritual herbs one by one to restore his magical power, fully activating the Dust-Misty Banner.

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—”

The Dust-Misty Banner, like a colorful cloud, enveloped Lu Changsheng, continuously breaking through the fierce winds, thunderous storms, and spatial turbulences along the way, traversing the vast void.

This speed already surpassed many mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

It was precisely by relying on the Dust-Misty Banner, this escape spirit treasure, that Lu Changsheng was able to immediately catch up to True Monarch Qianren after the latter broke free from his blockade and suppression, killing him until he had to self-detonate his dharma body to continue escaping.

However, with his [Nine Abyss Xuanwu Armor] and mid-stage fourth-rank physique, True Monarch Qianren’s self-detonation of his Nascent Soul dharma body posed no threat to him.

He directly withstood the dharma body’s self-detonation and captured the Nascent Soul spirit body.

Beast God Mountain.

True Monarch Jiuling frowned, feeling a sense of unease as Moro had not returned for a long time.

Although he didn’t know the specifics of Moro’s strength, he had a general idea.

With mid-stage Nascent Soul strength, how could he fail to deal with True Monarch Yangming’s spirit beast and puppet?

“Get ready, True Monarch Yangming is coming.”

At this moment, True Monarch Jiuling received a message from Moro.

His expression immediately became solemn.

He knew that Moro had encountered an unexpected situation on the way.

True Monarch Jiuling took a deep breath, looked at the dragon-crocodile in the deep blood pool before him, and clasped his hands, stopping the continued cultivation.

He threw a [Blood Fiend Beast Pill] into the dragon-crocodile’s mouth, completely sealing it into slumber.

When True Monarch Yangming arrived, he would awaken the dragon-crocodile through a secret art.

“Yangming brat…”

True Monarch Jiuling looked at the sleeping dragon-crocodile, then at the surroundings, the entire Beast God Mountain, clenching his fists tightly, his face cold and full of hatred.

When the dragon-crocodile fully awakened and entered a berserk state, his spiritual vein cultivation ground, which had consumed countless efforts and been passed down for thousands of years, would suffer severe damage.

In the future, Beast God Mountain would cease to exist.

And in his opinion, the one who caused all this was True Monarch Yangming!

If it weren’t for him holding back the Heavenly Corpse Sect Master and destroying True Monarch Tiancan’s dharma body in the past, his Liang Kingdom would have already expanded its advantage and conquered most of Yue Kingdom’s territory.

With these territories and resources, his Liang Kingdom and Jin Kingdom could have slowly encroached upon Yue Kingdom and Jiang Kingdom.

It was True Monarch Yangming who caused the stalemate, which led him to cooperate with Yuan Kingdom under Moro’s urging, investing all the sect’s accumulated resources and foundation into the war.

Originally, everything was back on track.

With the Dragon Son and Moon Saintess, two newly advanced Nascent Souls.

As long as they were given enough time to annex Yue Kingdom and Jiang Kingdom, his Beast God Mountain could reach an unprecedented peak.

But reality dealt him another heavy blow.

True Monarch Tiancan, the Dragon Son, and the Moon Saintess were all captured and killed by True Monarch Yangming.

In such circumstances, how could he not hate True Monarch Yangming?

He wished he could peel his skin, pull out his tendons, eat his flesh, and break his bones!

Just like before, True Monarch Qianren’s mission to capture Lu Lingxiao was also strongly pushed by him.

On one hand, he hoped to gain some information about True Monarch Yangming through Lu Lingxiao.

On the other hand, he also wanted to use this opportunity to vent the hatred in his heart.

The Golden Qilin Lion King in the distance felt his master’s anger and growled, “Master, you have been blinded by hatred.”

Although the two were master and spirit beast,

as a fourth-tier shapeshifting demon king, they had long been equal in status, with True Monarch Jiuling as the leader.

It could sense that True Monarch Jiuling was no longer the same as before, and spoke out to warn him.

“Golden Qilin, Beast God Mountain is about to cease to exist.”

True Monarch Jiuling, tall and burly, looked at the Golden Qilin Lion King and said in a deep voice.

The Golden Qilin Lion King knew that True Monarch Jiuling had deep feelings for Beast God Mountain.

Not only True Monarch Jiuling, but it also had feelings for Beast God Mountain.

“Moro is not reliable.”

The Golden Qilin Lion King said this.

Although Moro had contributed a lot in the Liangyue War,

it could sense that Moro was very cautious and cherished his life, never willing to take risks.

Beast God Mountain falling to this point was somewhat related to Moro.

“I naturally know, but we have no other choice.”

True Monarch Jiuling said with a solemn expression.

“Preserve yourselves as much as possible and head to the Myriad Beasts Demonic Sect. This is our only chance to turn the tide.”

The Golden Qilin Lion King spoke, not trusting Moro much.

He hoped that True Monarch Jiuling would retreat immediately if the situation went awry.

“Mmm.” True Monarch Jiuling nodded lightly, gazing into the distance.

True Monarch Xuanjian, hidden outside Beast God Mountain, received a message from his junior brother Yun Jianfeng, and looked into the distance.

Then, his slender, jade-like hand tightly gripped his flying sword, quietly waiting for Moro’s arrival.

Time passed bit by bit.

After a long while, True Monarch Xuanjian felt something and knew that the demonic envoy was approaching, preparing to unleash the earth-shattering sword strike he had been brewing for a long time.

Sword cultivators, though not like assassins skilled in the art of assassination;

but with unparalleled offensive power, they shared some similarities with the assassins’ one-hit kill.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths…

Finally, True Monarch Xuanjian saw a dark figure, entirely shrouded in a hazy gray light, existing between the void and reality, tearing through the air towards Beast God Mountain.

“Kill!”

True Monarch Xuanjian’s flying sword unsheathed.

Streaks of brilliant sharpness, sword light containing peerless killing intent, appeared from the void, tearing through the heaven and earth, and slashing towards Moro.

“Chichichi—”

The power of this sword was terrifying.

Moro, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, had his protective magic shield and Nascent Soul domain directly torn and ripped by the sword light.

The sword light continued to tear Moro’s black cloak, destroying his physical body.

However, his mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation was profound, and the cloak was a high-quality low-grade spirit treasure. As the hazy gray light surged, it resisted the sword light, only sustaining minor damage.

True Monarch Xuanjian’s face was cold, his flying sword vibrated, and several more flying swords flew out of his sleeve, releasing crisscrossing sword qi, weaving into a sword array net, to further intercept and trap Moro.

“Li Duanxuan!”

Moro immediately saw True Monarch Xuanjian hidden in the void, his face gloomy.

He had long understood the relevant information about True Monarch Xuanjian.

He knew that the latter was extraordinary, a dragon that emerged from shallow waters.

But he didn’t expect that the opponent had been hidden outside Beast God Mountain, and he hadn’t even noticed.

“Do you think you can stop me?” Moro’s face was icy cold, killing intent surging.

Previously, being chased by the Golden-winged Roc, True Monarch Juejian, and Qian Zhuyan had already filled him with pent-up anger, wanting to kill someone.

Now, he was ambushed by True Monarch Xuanjian outside Beast God Mountain. Did they really think he, Moro, was someone to be bullied?

“Jiuling!” Seeing that True Monarch Yangming had not arrived, Moro immediately called out to True Monarch Jiuling in Beast God Mountain, preparing to strike and kill the Golden-winged Roc.

In earlier years, he was reluctant to take action excessively, partly because he cherished his life and was too lazy to do everything himself;

on the other hand, he was worried about attracting Nascent Soul cultivators from the Central Domain Xuanmen.

But now, he was already planning to return to the Blood Sea Sect, so what if he caused a little commotion!

Of course, the main reason was that he was too aggrieved.

In all these years, when had he, Moro, ever suffered such indignity!

“Caw!!!” Before True Monarch Jiuling could arrive, the Golden-winged Roc, like a golden divine rainbow, had already attacked.

The Roc Battling Dragon Diagram above its head seemed to materialize, pouncing towards Moro.

True Monarch Juejian, standing on the roc, also unleashed his flying sword instantly.

Qian Zhuyan did not move.

Her thirteen puppets were damaged, and their puppet crystals were almost exhausted. Now, they could only barely help the Golden-winged Roc block some attacks, and were no longer able to attack.

Moro’s chest glowed with blood, forming a bloody hand that struck the Golden-winged Roc, but it was sliced on his shoulder by True Monarch Juejian’s sword.

His protective magic shield and Nascent Soul domain had just been pierced and torn by True Monarch Xuanjian, causing a clear tear in his shoulder cloak in the rush.

“Blood Shadow True Body!”

Moro roared, and countless ghost-like blood shadows appeared around him.

A blood shadow several tens of feet tall condensed behind him, stirring up endless blood water and sweeping towards the Golden-winged Roc.

This Blood Shadow True Body not only possessed Nascent Soul level combat power, but the surging blood sea could also erode and destroy others’ magic power, making it extremely terrifying.

However, it consumed a massive amount of magic power and placed a certain burden on his body, so he rarely used it in normal times.

“Rumble—”

The Golden-winged Roc’s pupils were cold and sharp, completely fearless, influenced by the ferocity ignited by its bloodline, constantly burning its essence blood origin, directly confronting the blood shadow, creating a terrifying aura.

“Juejian, fellow Daoist Golden Roc, how long until True Monarch Yangming arrives?”

True Monarch Xuanjian, seeing that True Monarch Yangming had not arrived, immediately sent a message to inquire.

Although the four of them could contend with, and even defeat, Moro in front of them,

True Monarch Jiuling would arrive soon.

Once True Monarch Jiuling arrived, the situation would be reversed.

“True Monarch Yangming is about to arrive,” True Monarch Juejian immediately replied.

The Golden-winged Roc was ferociously aggressive and had gone berserk, but he was still very clear-headed.

Daring to directly kill into the Beast God Mountain territory with the Golden-winged Roc was, on one hand, because his senior brother Li Duanxuan was here.

On the other hand, True Monarch Yangming would arrive in a short while.

“Good!” Upon hearing this, True Monarch Xuanjian did not hesitate. While weaving the sword array, his entire Nascent Soul magic power surged like a river, tearing through layers of void, condensing a sword shadow tens of feet tall, and striking towards Moro.

“Dharma Idol True Body?”

Moro was somewhat surprised to see True Monarch Xuanjian unleash his Dharma Idol True Body divine ability.

Cultivators who could cultivate such a divine ability in the early Nascent Soul stage were all outstanding talents among their peers.

His black cloak flapped, blood light bloomed on his chest, and he wielded his Blood Shadow Blade, fighting against the Golden-winged Roc, True Monarch Xuanjian, and True Monarch Juejian alone.

However, facing these three Nascent Soul level combat powers, he no longer had the advantage and could only contend.

“Boom boom boom—”

The battle between the two sides was extremely fierce, and terrifying Nascent Soul might continuously surged in all directions.

Even thousands of miles away, Beast God Mountain felt it.

“Roar!!!”

Not long after, an earth-shattering lion’s roar echoed.

True Monarch Jiuling arrived riding the Golden Qilin Lion King.

His body was tall and burly, his gray and white hair danced wildly, and his eyes, like bronze bells, stared at True Monarch Xuanjian and the Golden-winged Roc, his aura surging and intimidating.

“Fight and retreat,” True Monarch Xuanjian immediately said, wanting to stall until True Monarch Yangming arrived.

“True Monarch Golden Roc,” True Monarch Juejian and Qian Zhuyan called out to the berserk Golden-winged Roc.

Although the Golden-winged Roc was berserk,

under Qian Zhuyan’s call, reminding him that his master was about to arrive, he still suppressed the surging killing intent in his heart, turned from offense to defense, and engaged in guerrilla warfare.

After True Monarch Jiuling arrived, he sacrificed a stone pillar carved with beast totem patterns.

“Roar!!!”

Under the activation of True Monarch Jiuling’s Nascent Soul magic power, the beast patterns on the surface of the stone pillar glowed brightly, and a Suanni phantom appeared, letting out a soul-stirring beast roar towards the Golden-winged Roc.

The Golden Qilin Lion King also roared, forming a terrifying sound wave, and pounced towards the Golden-winged Roc.

On one hand, the Golden Qilin Lion King wanted to devour the Golden-winged Roc in front of him.

On the other hand, True Monarch Jiuling had the strongest killing intent towards the Golden-winged Roc in front of him.

He wanted to deal with True Monarch Yangming’s spirit beast first.

“Bang!!!”

Despite True Monarch Xuanjian, True Monarch Juejian, and Qian Zhuyan sharing the pressure,

the aura formed by the stone pillar suppressed and affected the Golden-winged Roc’s demonic power.

So, facing the attacks of the Golden Qilin Lion King and the Blood Shadow True Body, the Golden-winged Roc grunted, its body unstable, and flew out sideways, shedding a large number of feathers.

Fortunately, as a fourth-tier demon king, its physique was astonishing and its vitality tenacious, so these were just minor external injuries.

“Fellow Daoist Golden Roc, be careful. Beast God Mountain is skilled in beast taming and possesses many magical treasures and means to influence and restrict demonic beasts.”

True Monarch Xuanjian reminded the Golden-winged Roc.

“Come up!” The Golden-winged Roc shouted at True Monarch Xuanjian, realizing that facing True Monarch Jiuling, its strength would be weakened by thirty percent.

In such a situation, if its master was slow to arrive, it would either be captured or severely wounded.

Moro knew the speed of the Golden-winged Roc, so how could he let it escape with True Monarch Xuanjian?

He swung his Blood Shadow Blade, intending to separate the two.

True Monarch Jiuling’s hair danced wildly as he activated the stone pillar spirit treasure.

Another nine-ringed broadsword, gleaming with a cold luster, appeared in his hand.

The blade was wide and thick, flowing with a mercury-like cold sheen.

The nine bronze rings on the back of the blade were all covered with ferocious beast patterns, and colorful mist seeped through the gaps, as if imprisoning nine demon souls.

“Kill!”

True Monarch Jiuling roared, the blade tearing through the void, and the nine bronze rings vibrated wildly.

Nine ferocious beast phantoms and sword light charged out together, as if baring their fangs and claws, letting out mournful shrieks, soul-stirring…

Facing the surging offensive of True Monarch Jiuling and the Golden Qilin Lion King, the Golden-winged Roc and True Monarch Juejian instantly felt their pressure double.

“Go!” Although True Monarch Xuanjian was no match for Moro, he had broken through to the Nascent Soul stage hundreds of years ago.

Not only had he cultivated the Dharma Idol True Body, refining his Nascent Soul domain to the extreme, but he had also comprehended the power of the void to a profound level.

Through his sword intent and sword array, he broke through Moro’s spatial blockade, suddenly appearing on the Golden-winged Roc, helping it break through True Monarch Jiuling’s interference and influence.

“Caw!” The Golden-winged Roc immediately carried True Monarch Xuanjian away, using its speed and mobility to maneuver.

“Jiuling, just suppress it with all your might!”

Moro sent a message to True Monarch Jiuling.

A dark red blood light surged in his pupils, as he prepared to use a soul technique to interfere with and influence the Golden-winged Roc.

His Blood Shadow Blade and the blood shadow behind him continued to attack.

True Monarch Jiuling immediately activated the stone pillar in front of him with all his might, forming a Suanni phantom that roared with a soul-stirring sound.

“Be careful!” True Monarch Xuanjian knew that when cultivators challenged opponents beyond their level, besides magic power and divine abilities, the most dangerous were soul secret arts.

Once affected, there could be a life-threatening danger.

He immediately formed a sword array around them, isolating and blocking the incoming attacks.

“Boom!”

Under the dual suppression, the Golden-winged Roc was affected, its soul slightly dazed.

Fortunately, with True Monarch Xuanjian and True Monarch Juejian helping to block Moro and the Golden Qilin Lion King’s attacks, it only suffered minor injuries with its blood surging.

After it regained consciousness, it immediately let out a cry to the sky, its wings flapping, constantly retreating and maneuvering with Moro.

Although Moro and True Monarch Jiuling knew that True Monarch Yangming could arrive at any time, they were completely fearless, only wanting to quickly deal with the Golden-winged Roc and True Monarch Xuanjian in front of them.

The battle between the two sides was intense.

Under True Monarch Jiuling’s suppression and influence, the Golden-winged Roc could no longer maneuver and retreat as easily as before, only relying on True Monarch Xuanjian and True Monarch Juejian for help.

However, True Monarch Juejian was also gradually unable to sustain himself under Moro’s attacks, looking disheveled.

If True Monarch Yangming weren’t about to arrive, in such a situation, he would even consider abandoning the Golden-winged Roc and choosing to retreat.

Otherwise, if he dragged it out for too long, with excessive consumption of magic power and stamina, he wouldn’t even be able to escape.

“Rumble!”

At this moment, under the immense attacks of Moro and the Golden Qilin Lion King, the Golden-winged Roc’s massive body crashed onto a towering mountain in the distance.

Terrifying aftershocks spread in all directions, causing rocks to collapse, trees to vanish, and dust to soar into the sky.

Fortunately, the Golden-winged Roc was a fourth-tier demon king, with tenacious vitality. It let out a cry and then flapped its wings, tearing through the void and instantly disappearing.

“Blood Shadow Life-and-Death Blade!” Moro’s face was icy cold as he plunged into the void, continuing to unleash his divine abilities and ultimate techniques, intending to kill the Golden-winged Roc.

“Hmm!?”

However, at this moment, an ominous feeling suddenly surged in Moro’s heart.

As a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, his spiritual senses were extremely keen.

He instantly realized that something was wrong, and danger was watching him.

Blood light bloomed in his pupils, and he looked in all directions through layers of void.

Suddenly.

He saw an incomparably brilliant, scorching divine light, like a condensed great sun, piercing through endless void, shooting towards him.

“Not good!”

Even though Moro was a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, he felt a dangerous and terrifying aura from this divine light.

He quickly unleashed his Blood Shadow Great Art and retreated backward.

His Nascent Soul protective magic shield was pushed to its limit, fully condensing his Nascent Soul domain, his spirit treasure cloak flapped, and a hazy gray light surged.

“What is this?”

At this moment, True Monarch Jiuling and the Golden Qilin Lion King also noticed the piercing Solar Profound Light.

Although this scorching divine light’s target was not them, at this moment, they couldn’t help but feel a tremor in their hearts.

“Caw!” The Golden-winged Roc shrieked to the sky, knowing that its master had arrived and wanted revenge.

However, this kind of Solar Profound Light made it difficult to distinguish between friend and foe, so it didn’t dare to attack Moro at this time, only speeding towards True Monarch Jiuling.