Yunze Prefecture, as its name suggests, is dotted with springs every ten steps and rivers every hundred steps, with vast lakes and misty waters everywhere. The most famous lake in the prefecture is called Xuanting, which is one of the top three lakes in the entire Daqian region and is widely known.

This vast state is crisscrossed by rivers that flow across the land and lakes that are everywhere, making it lush, green, and full of life.

The mountains are vast and majestic, with ancient trees reaching for the sky. Countless waterfalls cascade down the mountains, creating a vast expanse of white as far as the eye can see. These waterfalls have carved out a wide and fertile plain on the land, providing a habitat for all kinds of creatures, except for aquatic ones. Among them, humans are the most numerous.

Rumble—

Dazzling and dense lightning crisscrossed the sky above Yunze Prefecture, splitting the gloomy and heavy thunderclouds into hundreds of pieces. Howling winds swept up torrential rain, and the cries of fierce birds echoed over this land of dragons and snakes.

cracking!

This was the sound that made even the weak, lurking dragons and snakes in the water tremble. The ferocious bird that fed on dragons and snakes was demonstrating its power and showing its presence.

Golden wings with a wingspan of over fifty feet swept through the air, and the powerful demonic body, boosted by extreme speed, stirred up a raging torrent that pulverized raindrops into mist before they could even touch them.

"Hahaha, does the Water Palace here not even have a decent dragon to send out? It's actually a fake dragon that came looking for me first!"

The golden light that crisscrossed the clouds and rain emitted an arrogant mockery, and the voice full of arrogance and domineering echoed between heaven and earth. No less than the dragons and snakes lurking in the mountains and rivers trembled upon hearing it, and then they were filled with resentment and raging anger.

Even though this ferocious bird was so arrogant, no decent dragon or snake could stand up and kill this golden-winged roc that had appeared out of nowhere.

Because the Dragon Lord of the Cloud Court was about to undergo tribulation, all the dragons within a thousand miles with any strength rushed to the Water Palace to protect him.

To avoid incurring immense karma during his journey through the water, Xuan Ting Long Jun remained still even when the time was right, reportedly for three days. Many dragons were helping him withstand the lightning to alleviate his pressure.

Furthermore, the location this seemingly arrogant and ferocious bird chose to rampage in was three hundred miles away from the Water Palace, which is why this ferocious bird could devour the giant snake at will in this marshland without any powerful old dragon coming out to stop it.

"This is utterly laughable!"

Ding~

With a deafening metallic clang, golden sparks rained down from the sky like a fountain, and the violent power surged in all directions in a ring, even tearing open a hole hundreds of feet in diameter in the continuous black clouds.

Sunlight streamed down from the highest heavens, falling upon a majestic mountain that had been battered by torrential rains for a long time. At the center of that sunlight stood a mighty warrior, wielding a halberd, clad in crimson armor, and with dragon horns on his forehead.

"I'm not playing anymore, it's pointless!"

That golden light, swift as light, weaving through the clouds and rain, living up to its reputation as the fastest in the world, landed on the peak of another high mountain, transforming into a valiant young man with his hands behind his back, facing off against a warrior with distinct dragon features.

"Boring? You can't beat them, can you?"

Feng Bingwen stared at the golden-haired roc opposite him, its eyes sharp. This divine bird, whose fearsome reputation was widespread, was still extraordinary and heroic in human form, even if its bloodline was not pure. It was incomparable to ordinary mortals.

"Don't hide that hand behind your back, I saw it."

"snort!"

Feng Bingwen exposed the truth without any mercy, causing the young man who was actually a golden roc to turn pale instantly. He lowered his hands from behind his back, and you could see strands of golden blood, radiating the light of dawn, flowing and about to drip.

"However, it relies on the advantage of weapons."

"I possess such a sharp divine weapon, do you?"

Hearing these sarcastic words, Feng Bingwen laughed heartily and casually handed over the halberd in his hand, which was stained with a few streaks of golden blood, as if to show off.

"I possess the indestructible Heavenly Roc body!"

The Golden-Winged Roc had a cold and hard expression. Ordinary magical artifacts could not withstand the damage from his strength. In addition, due to his special background, he had not yet found a suitable weapon.

"Stop your bleeding first before you start spouting nonsense!"

Feng Bingwen sneered and continued his mockery.

"You're so smug just because you scratched my skin?"

The blond-haired youth, whose face was as radiant as the sun, had a gloomy expression. He reached out and vigorously wiped his bleeding arm, and the dripping golden blood disappeared. His arm was completely healed, showing no signs of injury whatsoever.

"If I hadn't approached you, you wouldn't have been able to touch a hair on my head."

"But you didn't touch me when you got close, yet you were slashed a few times by my divine weapon!"

The dragon general remained indifferent, unmoved by the roc's words.

In reality, he really couldn't catch the roc—if the bird was determined to escape, he simply couldn't catch it.

He's just stirring up hatred now, luring this bird to a specific location. Once it's trapped, no matter how fast it flies, it'll be useless and it'll be at his mercy.

"If it weren't for the protection of divine weapons, I would have torn you apart long ago. You mere pseudo-dragon, how dare you be so arrogant."

"What's with this mere scruffy bird acting so arrogantly?"

Feng Bingwen seemed to be enraged by these words. He gripped the halberd in his hand and raised it to the sky. This divine weapon, which was originally forged for the dragon race, immediately connected with the celestial phenomena.

Crackling sounds!

The lightning surging in the clouds suddenly intensified dozens or even hundreds of times, and then, without giving anyone time to react, the violent lightning fell along with the torrential rain.

In an instant, the area within a thousand feet of Feng Bingwen's location was engulfed in a raging inferno of lightning and streaks of electricity, transforming it into a purgatory built of thunder. Any ordinary great demon that fell into it would instantly be reduced to charcoal.

"You think you can hurt me with this little bit of lightning? You should really focus on cultivating your lightning magic. Walking around with the face of a dragon is a disgrace to the dragon race. You bastard, are you perhaps a live-in son-in-law recruited by the Dragon Palace here? What a waste!"

But beneath this raging torrent of lightning, a roc was seen spreading its wings, as if taking a bath, to welcome the cascading thunder. Its wings, which appeared to be cast from gold, shone even brighter under the bombardment of the lightning.

"He truly is the Demon King!"

Feng Bingwen's gaze was solemn. He hadn't even started cultivating yet, so his lightning magic was naturally terrible. He was just using the halberd in his hand and the power contained in the dragon ball to directly and crudely trigger lightning strikes. It was fine for him to bully the weak and crush ordinary demons, but it was useless against such a ferocious creature with extraordinary origins.

"Give it to me. It's such a waste that this first-class divine weapon has fallen into your hands."

The raging demonic power shattered the thunder and rain, and the great demon with outstretched wings pounced on Feng Bingwen, but its target was the halberd that Feng Bingwen was wielding.

"wishful thinking!"

Feng Bingwen sneered, his mind relaxing once again, and the halberd in his hand, shrouded in crimson divine light, began to tremble.

It wasn't fear, nor was it intimidation, but excitement—excitement to drink the blood of the Golden Roc once again. The demons that Feng Bingwen had killed with it earlier held no appeal for it. In fact, if it hadn't already recognized the Golden Roc as its master, it would have wanted to fly away directly.

Clang~

The divine weapon trembled, and the murderous aura from the ancient battlefield surged and spread. Its terrifying ferocity made even the Roc, which had fought its way up from mountains of corpses and seas of blood to its current state, freeze for a moment.

"Divine weapon with spiritual power!"

Enveloped by that malevolent aura, even the unparalleled escape technique was affected. The roc dodged to the side, its eyes flashing with a fierce and intimidating light, showing a mixture of surprise and joy, but also a hint of fear.

"cut!"

At this moment, Feng Bingwen let the divine weapon that was beginning to revive do its own thing. He was only responsible for providing a continuous stream of dragon power. After all, he had no experience in fighting against such a divine bird. Professional things should be done by professional divine weapons.

"Are you some kind of slave to machines?"

At the same moment, the golden-winged roc let out a sharp, distorted roar. The aura of the creature in front of him had completely changed, and the way it attacked had also changed. He had no doubt that if anyone dared to get close now, they would not be able to escape without leaving something behind.

Damn it!

The golden light that the Golden-Winged Roc had transformed into darted and weaved in the air. Almost the instant it flashed past, the spot where it stopped would be pierced by a sharp energy that went straight to the soul.

"That divine weapon slew my ancestors!"

As another sharp gust of energy grazed its body, severing more than a dozen jingling feathers, the golden roc came to this conclusion with absolute certainty.

He flew through the air using the Heavenly Roc Escape Technique, his trajectory almost completely predicted. Some attacks seemed to be waiting for him specifically. If he hadn't reacted in time, even at the cost of physical damage, he probably would have crashed into them directly.

Even fellow members of the same clan who have also practiced the Heavenly Roc Escape Technique should not have such an absurd prediction, let alone when the opponent is a pseudo-dragon wearing a dragon skin.

There is only one explanation now: that divine weapon was once wielded by a powerful being and fought against a Golden-Winged Roc with extremely high cultivation. In fact, more than one Roc perished under its blade, leaving behind a very deep mark.

"I can't get entangled with this weapon slave. It's probably sent by the Water Palace to kill me. Now is not the time for the Dragon Lord to leave the water. I can't reveal my methods. It's best to leave first."

After only a quarter of an hour of fighting, even though they had widened the distance to more than ten miles, the Golden-Winged Roc still couldn't escape the pursuit of the laughing dragon general behind him. The sharp energy emanating from the halberd in his hand seemed to have eyes, slashing at him.

cracking!

The raging demonic energy churned in the sky, and the golden light that had been trying to dodge now fled with unstoppable momentum in the direction away from the red-armored dragon general behind it.

"You cowardly rat, if you have the guts, stand down and fight me for three hundred rounds!"

"Shameless weapon slave, you only dare to act arrogantly because of your divine weapon. I have already memorized your divine soul aura. Once you lose your divine weapon, I will definitely find your true self and devour you alive. Let's see if you will still have your current aura then!"