Starting as a Son-in-law to Establish an immortal Family

Chapter 2737: Chapter 885: Arrival! (Double-Length, 7,000 Monthly Tickets)

Absolute Sword True Monarch had just flown forward when he saw the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng being pursued by a figure cloaked in black, wielding a Dark Blood Saber.

Clearly, the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng was no match for this person.

Relying on its body, fourteen puppets forming a spiraling Puppet Power Array, and an Ice Soul Female Cultivator resembling a puppet, it barely managed to contend with the figure in black robe.

Even so, the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng was in dire straits, fleeing continuously.

”Nascent Soul Middle Stage Cultivator! Demon Path Envoy?”

Absolute Sword True Monarch looked at the figure cloaked in black, and from the Magic Power Mechanism discerned that this was a Nascent Soul Middle Stage Cultivator.

Recalling his senior brother’s prior message about the suspected emergence of the Demon Path Envoy, he instantly guessed that this person was very likely the Demon Path Envoy from Liang Country.

Given the current situation, Yangming True Monarch must have gone to ambush Thousand Blades True Monarch, thus dispatching Spirit Pet Golden-winged Roc and the Fourth Rank Puppet King nearby to Beast God Mountain.

Now, news had spread of Thousand Blades True Monarch being slain by Yangming True Monarch, prompting the Demon Path Envoy to target the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng.

”Where is senior brother then? Could he be confronting Nine Spirits True Monarch?”

Absolute Sword True Monarch pondered this, hesitated no more, and shouted to the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng, ”Golden Roc True Monarch, I’m here to assist you!”

Although he was not a match for the Demon Path Envoy before him.

In this situation, he couldn’t just stand by and watch.

If the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng and Qian Zhuyan were severely injured or captured by the Demon Path Envoy, Yangming True Monarch would no doubt fly into a fury, leading to dire consequences.

Moreover, the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng and Qian Zhuyan could barely hold their ground against the Demon Path Envoy.

Deploying his power could mean, if not defeating the Demon Path Envoy, they could stall until Yangming True Monarch arrives.

The Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng had long noticed Absolute Sword True Monarch.

Intending to call out for help, yet feeling they weren’t well-acquainted.

Now seeing Absolute Sword True Monarch’s boldness in offering aid, it immediately responded with a sharp cry, racing over toward Absolute Sword True Monarch.

”Hmm!?” Mo Luo’s expression darkened.

The Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng had been resolving the offensive using Qian Zhuyan’s Puppet Battle Array, continuously escaping, already difficult to manage in a short period.

Should another Nascent Soul Cultivator join them, he would find it challenging to slay the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng.

”Blood Sea Nightmare Destruction Technique! Blood Shadow Life and Death Saber!”

Mo Luo’s eyes fixed on the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng, an ominous dark red glow erupted from deep within his pupils, generating a terrifying, overwhelming wave.

The fleeing Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng and Qian Zhuyan, who was controlling the Puppet Battle Array, experienced moments of disorientation.

As though witnessing an infinite Blood Sea engulfing them, seemingly intending to corrupt and devour their soul and will.

Yet, as a Fourth Rank Transformed Demon King and Fourth Rank Puppet Spirit, the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng and Qian Zhuyan’s souls were anything but ordinary, quickly regaining clarity.

Aware this was some kind of Soul Secret Technique.

But combat between Nascent Soul Cultivators required every second to be seized.

Mo Luo had already transformed into an afterimage, tearing through the void to approach them.

His Lifebound Spiritual Treasure, the Blood Shadow Blade in hand, slashed forth, limitless gray qi surged, shattering Qian Zhuyan’s already struggling Puppet Power Array, seemingly poised to decapitate the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng.

In this moment of crisis, the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng’s bloodline potential exploded entirely, its body shimmering gold, Heavenly Peng Battling Dragon Diagram intertwined and emerged, akin to tangible form, resisting Mo Luo’s slash.

Yet, the gap between Fourth Rank Early Stage and Nascent Soul Middle Stage was too vast.

It had been merely eight years since it ascended to Fourth Rank.

Despite receiving the Nascent Soul Spirit Body from Ming Sha True Monarch, and the Yellow Springs Flood Dragon Soul from Flood Dragon Saint Son as immense sustenance, rapidly growing, further awakening bloodline potential.

Still, converting this into strength required the passage of time for tempering.

Qian Zhuyan woke from the Blood Sea’s influence, quickly gathering the shattered Puppet Power Array to counter this slash.

With Qian Zhuyan’s help, the pressure on the Golden-Winged Heavenly Peng decreased significantly.

Yet it dared not relax, furiously burning its essence blood and Origin Source, countering the Blood Shadow Life and Death Saber through the Heavenly Peng Battling Dragon Diagram, concentrating eighty thousand feathers towards Mo Luo, attempting to force him back.

But suddenly, Mo Luo’s chest erupted in brilliant blood glow, shattering the condensed golden Feather Sword of the Golden-winged Heavenly Roc, like an endless Blood Sea, surged towards it.

The Golden-winged Heavenly Roc’s skin turned cold, sensing this wave of blood light suppressing and eroding its Heavenly Peng Battling Dragon Diagram and demonic power.

Fortunately, the tremendous energy from previously devouring the Nascent Soul Spirit Body of Flood Dragon Saint Son and the Yellow Springs Flood Dragon Soul had yet to be fully assimilated, now providing an unending source of Origin Source and demonic power.

”Boom boom boom—”

The clash between both sides generated an incomparable and fearful might.

Qian Zhuyan’s Puppet Power Array just shattered, with thirteen puppets around him somewhat damaged, losing their former potency.

During this process, the Golden-winged Heavenly Roc’s radiant golden feathers gradually dimmed, beginning to fall, disintegrating.

”Clang!”

At this moment, a fierce and domineering black sword light, brimming with destructive qi, charged at Mo Luo.

Mo Luo’s expression grew stern, black cloak fluttering as blood light before him continued to suppress, transformed into a large hand, smashing the sword light.

With Absolute Sword True Monarch’s arrival complicating matters, Mo Luo unfocusedly acted, enabling the Golden-winged Heavenly Roc to escape Mo Luo’s suppression, demonic qi mechanism surged as it reached beside Absolute Sword True Monarch, its eyes cold and sharp watching Mo Luo, raising icy winds.

It, along with Qian Zhuyan, wasn’t Mo Luo’s match.

Now, with combined efforts from the three, they had some fighting chance.

Killing intent surged within the Golden-winged Heavenly Roc’s heart, hoping the master arrives swiftly to deal with Mo Luo.

”Damn!”

Mo Luo’s expression was very cold, understanding he had lost the opportunity to annihilate the Golden-winged Heavenly Roc.

The opponent’s bloodline potential was extraordinary, with escape speed nearly matching that of Nascent Soul Middle Stage Cultivators.

With Qian Zhuyan’s Fourth Rank Puppet King forming a Puppet Battle Array, even he couldn’t eliminate them swiftly.