Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 251 - 252 Chapter 257 Close the Door and Release the Dogs

252: Chapter 257: Close the Door and Release the Dogs 252: Chapter 257: Close the Door and Release the Dogs Yan Ruyu stood atop the mountain, dressed in white, as graceful as the cold fairy, seemingly ready to fly to the moon at any moment.

At this moment, her right palm glimmered with brilliance, and the Extreme Dao Power spread out, instilling fear in the hearts of those present.

This was a supreme pressure, like the fall of the Ancient Heavenly Court, utterly irresistible, causing despair in everyone.

It was as though tiny ants tried to shake a Great Mountain, an impossible feat.

Everyone present trembled, unable to resist kneeling.

CRACK!

A few Demon Cultivators could not withstand it, cracking the ground beneath them and falling to their knees, their bodies trembling—this was a fear stemming from the soul.

At the same time, Qing Yi, Tu Fei, and Golden-winged Little Peng King were clenching their teeth, resisting the urge to bow and worship.

This was Extreme Dao Power, a sacred weapon forged by the demon race’s Great Emperor.

Its mere oppressive sense was unbearably forceful, inciting people to kneel!

It was an indescribable feeling, as though one’s soul was subdued by the Nine Nether Death Mountain, hovering between life and death.

All of this occurred under the canopy of the Extreme Dao Holy Weapon.

The Great Emperor’s power was unfathomable!

“Daring to challenge at the same Realm, would you battle the Sacred Body of Ancient Desolation?” Yan Ruyu questioned.

“Who am I?

I am the invincible Celestial Roc of this generation!

Why would I adhere to anyone’s arrangements?

If I wish to kill, I shall kill; if I wish to fight, I shall fight—even if you are the descendant of the Great Emperor, you cannot govern me!” Golden-winged Little Peng King let out a long cry.

A golden Divine Bird—a Peng—manifested behind him.

Like a god, it spread its Holy Wings, breaking through the restraint of the Extreme Dao Power, and transformed into a golden brilliance soaring skyward.

Golden-winged Little Peng King stood high in the sky.

His disheveled golden hair danced wildly, his eyes were sharp as blades, and his towering figure, as though cast in gold, resembled a great evil person looking down triumphantly.

Other members of the demon clan were extremely shocked.

They hadn’t expected Golden-winged Little Peng King to break through the Extreme Dao Power and stand alone high above.

This terrifying and transcendent display sent a chill through their hearts.

On the other side, Ye Fan stood as straight as a green pine.

His special constitution did not provoke the impulse to kneel.

Yet, he was affected; his physical body felt seemingly detached, and it was hard to move a muscle.

He was not subdued, but his Realm was too low for him to break through like Golden-winged Little Peng King.

He could only remain standing there.

“The reputation of the peak weapon is well deserved.

Such intimidation by the Great Emperor’s Holy Weapon—who in the world could withstand it if unleashed?!” Golden-winged Little Peng King’s eyes were like swords.

Yan Ruyu’s palm glimmered with light as she retracted the sacred weapon.

The pressure, like a tide, quickly dissipated.

A complete peak weapon is indeed this terrifying…

Tu Fei thought, shocked.

His grandfather possessed half a sacred weapon, far inferior to this flawless Emperor’s Weapon.

Golden-winged Little Peng King stood in the sky, his radiant golden hair wildly fluttering and half concealing his blade-like face.

His expression grew more resolute as he said, “The Origin Qi foundation, I am determined to claim it!

I must summon my own sacred weapon!” “Afraid to fight the Sacred Body of Ancient Desolation, aren’t you?” Tu Fei shouted.

“Killing him is like cutting grass, but why should I heed your arrangements?!” Golden-winged Little Peng King was unmoved, hands behind his back, extremely arrogant.

“Don’t try to disguise it.

It’s because you harbor fear and don’t dare to fight!

Everyone knows the Sacred Body of Ancient Desolation is tough to confront.

You bird-man are just scared!” Tu Fei said brazenly.

“When I, the Celestial Roc, decide to act, what need is there for your interference?

I shall take his life now and claim the Profound Yellow Root!” Golden-winged Little Peng King said coldly, spiraling down to attack Ye Fan.

CLANG!

CLANG!

CLANG!

Yan Ruyu flicked her delicate fingers.

A myriad of petals danced in the air, each like a sharp blade, cutting off Golden-winged Little Peng King’s path and slicing towards his body.

BUZZ!

Golden-winged Little Peng King swung his golden fist, shaking the void.

All the petals shattered and dissipated into the sky; his Demonic Qi was unmatched.

“With me here, can you kill him?” Yan Ruyu asked, standing quietly atop the mountain.

“Princess, you possess a peak weapon.

Naturally, I cannot do anything to you.

But if I wish to kill someone, you may not be able to stop me!” Golden-winged Little Peng King declared, his arrogance knowing no bounds.

Ye Fan stood atop the mountain, glanced at him, and sneered, “Do you think you are an unrivaled master?

If you truly are, go kill the Flickering Light Sacred Master.

Let’s see your demonic might!” “In due time, I will do so!” Golden-winged Little Peng King stated, staring at him with boundless killing intent.

“I can say the same!

In the future, I could crush two of you with one hand!” Ye Fan mocked.

“You seem very dissatisfied now?” Golden-winged Little Peng King’s eyes were icy.

“I’m stating a fact.

If we were at the same Realm, I could crush you with one hand,” Ye Fan continued to taunt.

“If you’re talking about now, then I can also say that in the eyes of the Flickering Light Sacred Master, you’re less than an ant.

You don’t have the qualifications to soar above the world.” “Desolate Ancient Wasted Body, daring to boast to me!” Golden-winged Little Peng King’s expression was cold.

“I’ve only cultivated for a little over four years and am indeed several Realms behind you; I’m not your match.

You’ve cultivated for many years and can indeed pretend to be a master in front of me, but don’t consider yourself invincible.

It’s not that impressive.” Everyone was shocked.

Ye Fan had cultivated for only four years and attained his present achievements.

Such a constitution, if born in the Ancient Desolation era, would have boundless prospects.

“Are you saying all this just to challenge me at the same Realm?” Golden-winged Little Peng King sneered.

“I’ve actually been very tempted.

Killing a Sacred Body of Ancient Desolation at the same Realm would be quite gratifying.

I just don’t like being manipulated by others.” “For me, there’s no sense of achievement in that,” Ye Fan shook his head.

“I can already predict the outcome: I’d crush you easily.” These words were infuriating.

Golden-winged Little Peng King sneered, “I’m indeed somewhat tempted now!” “Little Peng King, why even concern yourself with a wasted body?

There’s no need.” Among Golden-winged Little Peng King’s followers, a Demon Cultivator spoke up, “If he’s not convinced, I shall take his life with my strength of the Dao Palace secret realm’s Second Layer Heaven.” “Someone like you isn’t worthy.

I could kill ten of you!” Ye Fan shook his head.

His only goal was to provoke Golden-winged Little Peng King into action.

This demon clan cultivator was also a strong member of the younger generation and quite arrogant.

His eyes emitted a cold light as he turned to Yan Ruyu and said, “Princess, please use a peak weapon to suppress my cultivation base.

I wish to battle him.” Yan Ruyu did not refuse and acted immediately.

Her palm shone brightly.

A flash of Extreme Dao Power surged out and instantly suppressed his cultivation base.

“To deal with you, I don’t even need to lift a finger; just unleash the dog,” Ye Fan declared.

“Black Emperor, bite him!” “Damn!” The big black dog was furious, growling deeply as it turned and lunged at Ye Fan.

Everyone was speechless.

“You damn dog, if you don’t take him down for me, you can forget about ever getting those ancient scriptures or the Mystic Turtle in this lifetime!” Ye Fan secretly threatened via voice transmission.

“Human trash, what do you think you’re doing?” the Demon Cultivator sneered.

SWOOSH!

With a flash of light, Ye Fan rushed forward.

The Great Void Handprint struck out, a massive black hand covering the sky, wreathed in dark clouds and crackling thunder as it crashed down.

BANG!

The Demon Cultivator raised both hands to strike the black hand, but with a dull thud, he was sent flying sideways, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Everyone was shocked.

This person had reached the Fifth Layer Heaven of the Dao Palace.

Although his cultivation was suppressed to the Second Layer Heaven, his experience and combat awareness remained.

Yet, he was gravely injured with a single blow!

It left everyone gasping, exclaiming that the Sacred Body of Ancient Desolation was indeed invincible within the same Realm.

BUZZ!

In an instant, Ye Fan shot forward again.

The massive black hand, like a towering ancient tree falling, blotted out the sky and made the very void tremble.

SLAP!

This time, as the Great Void Handprint swept across, it directly sent the man flying.

He crashed onto the mountain peak, sprawling there and spitting blood incessantly.

“Someone like you, who boasted so shamelessly about a ‘wasted body,’ has now fallen at my hand.

Doesn’t that make you even more of a waste?” Ye Fan sneered, landing gracefully on the ground.

The Demon Cultivator let out a low roar and swallowed several medicinal pills.

The cracking sounds of his bones echoed as Demonic Qi surged from him, causing the mountain peak to tremble.

Charging once again, he yelled, “I can kill you myself!” “Black Emperor, bite him!” Ye Fan shouted, while secretly continuing his voice transmissions.

This damn dog has too much of a temper, he thought.

It’s so hard to control!

“Damn it, kid, just you wait!” The big black dog was filled with resentment, its bald tail sticking straight up, as it pounced towards the Demon Cultivator.

“I say, little kid Ye, are you really letting a dog do the biting?

Is this mangy mutt reliable?” Tu Fei asked.

The people around were even more dumbfounded.

Using an untransformed black dog to deal with a Demon Cultivator?

Isn’t this just courting death?

they thought.

BANG!

The Demon Cultivator slapped the black dog, originally thinking he would smash it into meat paste.

However, unexpectedly, his own arm was nearly shattered by the impact.

BOOM!

He punched towards the big black dog’s head, but the Black Emperor was not one to idly take hits.

Swift as black lightning, it opened its cavernous, bloody mouth and directly swallowed the man’s huge fist.

CRACK!

The sound of shattering bones followed.

“AAARGH!” The Demon Cultivator let out a scream of agony, nearly passing out from the sharp pain.

A cool breeze blew past, making his wrist feel chilly.

Taking a closer look, his fist was gone, leaving a bare, bloody stump where his hand had been bitten off.

“AAAAHHH!” The pain was unbearable, tearing heart-wrenching screams from him.

Sweat poured down his face as he rapidly retreated.

PTOOEY!

The big black dog spat out bloody foam.

The severed hand fell to the ground.

The dog actually started gagging and quickly ran to a nearby mountain spring, rinsing its mouth and cursing, “Damn it!

In this life, the meat I hate eating the most is rank fox meat!” The onlookers were utterly speechless.

Everyone was dumbstruck.

That unassuming big black dog turned out to be so formidable; clearly, it was not to be trifled with.

Indeed, its bite was worse than its bark.

After watching it act all sluggish and pretend to be harmless the entire time, it turned out to be a truly ruthless character.

“Such bad luck for eight lifetimes!” The big black dog kept cursing.

Everyone present was speechless.

This bald-tailed dog really deserves a beating, was their unanimous thought.

“Speaking of which, my favorite food is roasted little bird,” the big black dog said, craning its neck, staring at Golden-winged Little Peng King and licking its lips.

“Say it louder!” Tu Fei exclaimed.

BOOM!

Golden-winged Little Peng King descended onto the mountain peak, staring coldly at Ye Fan.

“I really can’t resist making a move now,” he said.

“The Sacred Body of Ancient Desolation…

it excites me!” He suddenly turned to face Yan Ruyu.

“I don’t want to follow anyone else’s arrangements; this is my own will!” he declared.

“Princess, please put away your peak weapon.

I will seal my own power.” “Are you sure you want to fight the Sacred Body of Ancient Desolation at the same Realm?” Tu Fei asked.

“How many Great Emperors have there been since ancient times?

All possessed peerless majesty!

I intend to walk this path, and to do so, I must naturally suppress the Sacred Body of Ancient Desolation!” Golden-winged Little Peng King said solemnly.

“HAHAHAHA!” Ye Fan laughed heartily.

He felt the blood in his veins quicken, and he was eager to throw a punch immediately.