Legendary Clan Chief
Chapter 1103 - 1086: Aftermath of the Battle, Consolidating Power!

Chapter 1103: Chapter 1086: Aftermath of the Battle, Consolidating Power!

Kill!

Without a chance to rise, Wan Peng Holy Child fiercely stood up with a ruthless gleam in his eyes, his golden fist Qi rushing forward to meet the attack!

Boom!

Caught off guard, Wan Peng Holy Child was repelled, shattering the space fragments in the sky behind him, and spat out another mouthful of reverse blood!

With a single punch, not only did Wan Peng Holy Child suffer a dark loss, but in the midst of the chaotic currents of the chaos, Xiao Chen carved out a passage. He stepped forward, moving towards his opponent like a swimming dragon, his imposing aura bursting forth, overwhelming Wan Peng Holy Child.

Watching Xiao Chen, like a divine being, tear through the endless chaos of the void and descend a few dozen feet away, a flash of resentment glinted in Wan Peng Holy Child’s eyes.

"This time, I came here to deliver a challenge invitation, and yet you dare to intercept even a messenger!"

Not caring about the blood spewing from his mouth, Wan Peng Holy Child shouted repeatedly, "I am the Holy Child of the Peng Clan, favored by the present Demon Emperor. If you kill me, no matter where you flee, you will be hunted endlessly by my Demon Clan!"

At this moment, Wan Peng Holy Child was already fierce in both voice and expression, sensing an imminent threat of death. The Human race was so decisive, without hesitation, they sought to kill him.

He had naturally anticipated this situation before he arrived, but what he hadn’t expected was that his space power, which he relied on to shock the All Heavens, had failed to allow him to escape!

Looking at the somewhat deranged Wan Peng Holy Child, Xiao Chen sneered coldly, his eyes filled with killing intent. The so-called not killing messengers, such events happened frequently between the Human race and the Exotic races. The so-called sense of morality was nothing but a facade maintained by both powers; it had no practical use.

Everything depended on strength. Whoever had the stronger fist could dictate morality. This so-called veil of morality was even less useful than the most commonplace beast skin in the Desolate Land; at least beast skin could shield the Human race from the wind and cold!

Within him, divine force thundered as killing intent once again burst forth from his fist. Xiao Chen’s punch descended upon Wan Peng Holy Child!

Kill!

Seeing Xiao Chen’s bursting killing intent, Wan Peng Holy Child stood up as well. Since he couldn’t escape, he might as well fight to see who would be the ultimate prey or the hunter!

"Peng Emperor’s Feather Sword!"

Accompanied by the sound of piercing through shattered space, another pair of wings unfolded on Wan Peng Holy Child’s back. This time, it was his true golden feathers, glistening with gold as if they were cast from it. Each feather bore nine golden plumes, exuding an edge that seemed to tear everything apart!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A rain of light burst forth towards Xiao Chen, the edge seeming to slice his War Body. Without hesitation, he reached out with his palm, flames of golden color ignited, slapping down upon the skyful of golden feathers!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Sparks, as large as millstones, burst forth, each golden feather like a sword clashing with Xiao Chen’s fiery hand.

Blood droplets splattered, Xiao Chen’s palm being slashed, yet he clutched the cold gold plumes that bore through everything within his grasp.

"What a fine Peng Emperor’s Golden Plume. This Marquis shall keep it, to use as material for forging a Divine Weapon!"

In the next moment, all of the golden feathers were collected by Xiao Chen, for a Divine-Winged Peng, the scales and plumes on his body were surely almost as good as Divine Material for forging!

"Oh no, my golden plumes!"

The next instant, Wan Peng Holy Child’s expression drastically changed, blood spilling out as he realized the connection between him and his golden plumes had been completely severed!

This was an outcome he had never foreseen; even if the golden plumes were put into a storage space, he could still establish a connection and summon them to break out.

To lose connection indicated only one explanation, his golden plumes had entered a different time and space.

"You..."

Gold pupils widening, Wan Peng Holy Child found himself at a loss for words. From the moment Xiao Chen acted, his every move had been staunchly countered by Xiao Chen.

Having lost the golden plumes, beneath the golden scales, there was nothing but empty flesh. Although there was a layer of keratin, it was clear that without the plumes, Wan Peng Holy Child was no better than a baby chick.

"Come here, and this Marquis will throw you into the pot."

Xiao Chen beckoned once more, his eyes alight with excitement, unwittingly causing Wan Peng Holy Child to shiver. Yet immediately, a deep sense of humiliation surged within him.

He was a Golden Winged Dapeng, from his veins flowed the blood of the Emperor. This humiliation was worse than death itself!

"For insulting the noble bloodline of the Golden Winged Dapeng Clan, you deserve death a thousand times over. I will see you dead!"

At last, filled with rage, Wan Peng Holy Child could sense the scorn from Xiao Chen, a desecration of his race.

In the distant epochs, the Golden Winged Dapeng Clan had seen the birth of a Peng Emperor. Although the Imperial presence was no longer, there remained a line of supreme rulers to follow.

As years passed and the imperial blood thinned, it remained an unadulterated lineage of the Imperial vein. Xiao Chen’s actions were undoubtedly a blasphemy to the entire Dapeng Clan!

"Ignite my Imperial Blood, to defend the dignity of the Golden Winged Dapeng Clan!"

Finally, Wan Peng Holy Child stirred up overwhelming dignity from the ground, his aura rising once again. His entire body erupted in golden flames, streaked with a hint of silvery white fire.

This was the defense of his blood lineage’s dignity!

It was Xiao Chen forcing him into a do-or-die corner!

"Not good!"

Xiao Chen was suddenly greatly shocked; the burning golden flames and the silver-white flames were clearly the power of bloodline and space, both of which he needed at this moment!

"Suppress!"

No longer concerned with proving his martial prowess, a strand of green divine brilliance manifested and surged towards the Saint Son of the Myriad Pengs, instantly suppressing the void; the surrounding chaotic void was locked down.

"What is this...?"

His eyes filled with terror, the Saint Son of the Myriad Pengs, who had kindled his blood, suddenly saw a hint of green divine brilliance sprinkling down, only to discover that everything had come to a halt—even he himself was firmly fixed in place, and the burning power of his bloodline was likewise extinguished!

In the next moment, a tremendous sucking force swept him into an unknown space-time!

The Saint Son of the Myriad Pengs had no time to react, losing consciousness amidst the sparks of lightning; now, within the vast space storm, Xiao Chen was the only one left.

Windshaking Ancient City.

As Xiao Chen pursued the Saint Son of the Myriad Pengs, many warriors could initially make out faint traces, but as the rumbling noises continued to emerge, and the Void Barriers were continually shattered by Xiao Chen, the Void hundreds of miles in front of everyone had turned into a chaotic current, and no traces were discernible any longer!

"Look quickly, the Divine Marquis is back!"

Suddenly, a warrior exclaimed; everyone saw a golden figure rushing towards Phoenix Rock Ancient City amidst the tumultuous space turbulence in the sky.

What was the outcome?

Had the Saint Son of the Myriad Pengs died or escaped?

Everyone stared fixedly at Xiao Chen, this question echoing incessantly in their ears.

Xiao Chen stood above Phoenix Rock Ancient City, took a sweep of his hand, and a Dapeng bird carcass, ten zhang in size, plummeted into the ancient city!

Dead!

The Saint Son of the Myriad Pengs was truly slain by Xiao Chen!

How had he done it? With speed that was peerless among his peers and a natural affinity with the Space Dao, such an opponent, if intent on fleeing, would require what immense power to detain!

Apart from the sound of bones falling, the entire Phoenix Rock Ancient City was devoid of any other noise!

All was silent!

All eyes were on the golden figure in the void; this was the second quasi-Forbidden expert to fall by Xiao Chen’s hand!

How many quasi-Forbidden experts were there in All Heavens and Myriads of Realms? It seemed that the All Heavens Alliance had more than ten, but that was the essence gathered from the countless beings of All Heavens and Myriads of Realms. Even distributed among the Hundred Clans, it took ten races to produce one quasi-Forbidden being.

Yet such a formidable being was slain consecutively by Xiao Chen!

Emerging from the remote Human Race Territories, he made a shocking debut: battle after battle, victory upon victory, beheading exotic prodigies, and stepping on the blood and bones of the Hundred Clans’ prodigies, he ascended to the utmost peak!

Above the carcass of the Saint Son of the Myriad Pengs that had fallen into the ancient city, the aura of Empyrean Blood still lingered, bringing a profound sense of oppression to the many Human Clan’s strongest.

Of course, this carcass had already been dealt with by Xiao Chen, all of the Saint Son of the Myriad Peng’s intrinsic space power, as well as the Imperial Blood within his body, had been drained by him, and even the bones marked with the innate space inscriptions were stripped away.

Simply put, he had skinned and drained all that was of use to himself thoroughly.

Nevertheless, the remains still caused a palpable sense of trepidation!

It was clear to the crowd that important parts had been stripped from these remains, but no one dared to object; the legacy within the corpse of a Demon Emperor’s descendant was inevitably substantial, and the blood bones alone were a significant treasury, beyond their reach!

"Divine Marquis Xiao."

The Thunderbolt Divine Marquis spoke, looking at the remains of the Saint Son of the Myriad Pengs that were only left with limbs, and could not help but feel poignant. Not long ago, he had suffered a significant loss from him, but now only severed limbs remained, a stark reminder of the fickleness of fate!

"The All Heavens Alliance invites battle in the Sky Domain; when does Divine Marquis Xiao plan to set off?"

At these words, Xiao Chen paused slightly, his gaze turning towards the Jian Mu rooted in Phoenix Rock Ancient City. In recent days, the exotic prodigies who had fallen in Phoenix Rock Ancient City numbered two to three hundred.

All these warriors were elites of their clans, and after absorbing so much of the essence of blood and bones, Jian Mu was about to undergo another transformation. Although not instantly reaching the heavens, a tremendous change was inevitable.

In these months of inviting battles from All Heavens, the exotic beings who fell directly or indirectly because of him numbered in the hundreds. Having slain so many elites from the Hundred Clans, those ancient creatures from those races have probably remembered him!

Going to the Sky Domain would undoubtedly result in another clash with exotic prodigies, where he would at least encounter beings as powerful as the Saint Son of the Myriad Pengs, like the Little Thunder God, or even stronger—and it was possible he might be intercepted by kings of the exotic species!

After the series of battles in recent days, he needed to consolidate his gains, and as for the Hollow Void Invitation, he would go, but as for the time, that should be for him to decide!

As for what the exotic side thought, that was no longer within his contemplation!

"Thunderbolt Old Chap, after numerous battles, Xiao Mou’s Martial Arts have improved, but the improvement in strength has been too rapid and requires consolidation; hence regarding the Hollow Void Invitation, let the exotic kind wait!"

"Good!"

The Thunderbolt Divine Marquis nodded in agreement; he cultivated the fierce lightning techniques and was willful, not really caring about others’ opinions, and Xiao Chen evidently matched his temperament.

"Let that pack of Diverse Exotic Debris wait!"