The verdant peaks, ancient pines standing strong, strange black stones rising high, and waterfalls cascading down three thousand feet.
"Slay the sacred body of the same tier and forge my path to becoming the Great Emperor. Such is the will of heaven; the Origin Qi foundation will be mine!"
The Golden-Winged Little Roc King stood tall, his golden hair flowing like a waterfall, eyes shining brilliantly, exuding a demonic air. On the mountain peak, he radiated an oppressive aura that invoked fear.
"I've never killed a Celestial Roc before; today, I will stain my hands with Roc blood!" Ye Fan retorted aggressively.
"Your physique has already fallen, abandoned by this world, destined to be buried in the yellow earth. Today, I shall utterly annihilate the sacred body!" The Golden-Winged Little Roc King's killing intent soared to the heavens.
