The surrounding mountains and forests seemed to have endured the devastation of a tornado, with giant ancient trees toppled everywhere, and the ground in chaos. Fist and palm prints a hundred meters in size were evident all around, and bloodstained golden Peng feathers were scattered across the ground.
The two Golden Rocs cried out longingly, performing the Joint Attack Skill, striking across the Nine Heavens, their wings like clouds hanging from the sky. Their divine wings seemed capable of splitting the heavens, yet they still could not surpass one person's boundless Divine Skills.
In the end, the two Golden Rocs lay on the ground wailing, finally subdued under the young man's Divine Palm, bowing before him, listening to him expound on the ultimate truths of life, discoursing on the nature of compassion.
The Peng's mind felt drowsy, almost falling asleep, not knowing when it would ever end.
Finally.
Under the command of Ji Jingqiu.
