"Lin Linglong, ten years ago you tricked and deceived everyone, but I never expected you to be so bold today. Do you really not take my Winged Human Clan seriously?" As the Winged Human Clan Martial Saint spoke, he took off his mask, revealing his true face. He was a middle-aged man with sharp features and murderous intent in his eyes.

"Yi Bailie, I didn't expect it to be you." Empress Linglong said with her eyes slightly narrowed, but compared with the other Martial Emperors around her, she seemed very calm.

Yi Bailie, the Great Elder of the Winged People, is second only to the Winged People King in the Winged People race. He is a veteran Martial Saint who is now over a thousand years old and is famous even in the Hundred Races Continent.

"Yi Bailie, do you really intend to break the Hundred Races Pact?" Emperor Jianyang spoke again, still wanting to use the pact to suppress the other party, otherwise the group of them would be no match for him.

"A contract?" Yi Bailie's face showed a hint of disdain.

"Can that thing restrain me? We've come here today because of something that happened ten years ago. Back then, my Winged Human Clan sincerely proposed marriage to you. My sixth prince is exceptionally intelligent, and it's a blessing for him to have taken a liking to your princess," Yi Bailie said.

"Absurd! How old was Zhuzhu back then? Proposing marriage? Sending a million soldiers to propose marriage? You were only after Zhuzhu's heterochromatic eyes." The Empress said coldly, her eyes filled with anger, and she couldn't help but recall how aggressive the other party had been back then.

"Hahaha, so what? I'm taking this child away no matter what. You can try to contact the Mysterious Maiden Martial Saint and the Sword Martial Saint. I want to see if they can save you in time," Yi Bailie said arrogantly.

"Damn it, that old bastard is shameless!" Xueyun said anxiously. Just now she had crushed the sect's secret order, and the Mysterious Maiden Martial Saint was already on her way, but even so, it would take time for her to arrive.

"We can only stall for time," Jian Yang said in a low voice. He had just summoned the Sword Martial Saint of the Sword God Sect.

The group's little actions naturally did not escape Yi Bailie's notice. He flapped his wings and flew towards them, quickly reaching the airspace above the altar.

"Huh... she's actually a Martial Grandmaster. No wonder she has heterochromia." Yi Bailie exclaimed in amazement as he looked at Zhu Zhu, who was being protected by the Empress and the others.

"Martial Sect..." Jian Yang and the others also came to their senses and looked at Zhu Zhu in shock. Just now, everyone's mind was completely on the other side, and they had no idea what to do.

"An eleven-year-old martial arts master..."

"Could the legend be true?"

"Those with heterochromia have the potential to break through to the Martial God realm."

Several emperors were shocked.

"Everyone, Zhuzhu is the future of the human race. Today, we must stop this person no matter what. Our sect's Martial Saint has arrived, so we still have hope." Jianyang said to the crowd. If he had previously stood up for the Empress out of friendship, now it involved the fate of the human race.

“That’s right, we can’t hand this child over to them.” Several Martial Emperors understood the importance of this matter and nodded in agreement.

"Just you guys?" Yi Bailie said, reaching out to grab the altar.

"boom…"

A powerful force swept towards them.

"Don't even think about it!" Jianyang shouted.

Then, the aura of a Martial Emperor erupted from his body, and the others also unleashed their cultivation at the same time, causing a purple energy to appear on the altar.

"Boom..."

Yi Bailie's power collided with the power of the crowd, creating a thunderous explosion, and the altar collapsed.

"Zhuzhu." The Empress grabbed Zhuzhu and quickly flew backward.

"Everyone be careful!" Xueyun shouted.

The others also retreated. They had barely managed to block that attack, but that was all. The opponent hadn't used their full strength. A difference of one major realm couldn't be overcome by sheer numbers.

Everyone landed on the plaza. At this moment, Yi Bailie arrogantly floated in mid-air, looking at everyone as if they were ants.

"The gap is too big..." Jian Yang said helplessly. If the opponent were a newly entered Martial Saint, they might still have a chance to fight, but it was Yi Bailie.

"Sword Master Uncle, Elder Xueyun, and other seniors, thank you. Please leave the rest to me." Just then, Lin Linglong spoke up.

“Linglong…” Xueyun looked at Linglong in confusion.

"You're going to hand over this child?" Jianyang frowned.

The others also looked at Lin Linglong with disappointment.

Empress Linglong smiled and then said.

"How could that be? This is my daughter. No one in the world can hurt her."

"Then you..." Everyone was stunned, not understanding what other tricks the other party had up their sleeve.

Then the Empress slowly turned her body towards the palace behind her, and then pulled Zhu Zhu down to kneel down.

"Things have indeed turned out as Your Excellency predicted. Linglong requests Your Excellency's assistance," the Empress said.

"Zhuzhu begs Master to help," Zhuzhu said obediently.

"What?" Jianyang and the others were stunned upon hearing this, and then their gazes turned to the direction of the palace. Sure enough, there were several people standing on the palace roof.

"Hmm?" Yi Bailie also saw Li Daoyi and the others at this moment.

"Let's go," Li Daoyi said. He then took Mengmeng's hand and flew over first, followed by Dongfang Bubai, Xiaolongnu, and Dan Chenzi.

All eyes were on the group of people who flew in.

Soon, the group arrived above the Empress and her entourage, forming a standoff with Yi Bailie.

"Who are you?" Yi Bailie asked.

Li Daoyi didn't even bother to look at him, and spoke to the Empress and Zhuzhu below.

"Get up, they're just a few birds."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Empress Linglong's smile returned.

"A few birds?" Jianyang and the others looked at each other in surprise. This person was quite arrogant.

"Hmph, arrogant! I advise you not to get in my way, or today will be your death anniversary," Yi Bailie said with a cold snort.

"So many wings, I want to eat them," Mengmeng said, tugging at Li Daoyi's sleeve.

"Then you'll have to help me out," Li Daoyi said, ruffling Mengmeng's hair.

"Mmm." The little guy nodded quickly, then looked at Yi Bailie with eyes that seemed to be looking at food.

"Hahaha, I've lived for a thousand years and this is the first time I've encountered someone as arrogant as you. Little bird? Hmph, today I'll show you the might of my Winged Race."

After Yi Bailie finished speaking, his aura suddenly increased, a strong wind rose in the sky, and dark clouds instantly covered the sky above Zhuxing City. Then, he raised his hands and a thick tornado descended from the sky, like an apocalyptic disaster.

"Yi Bailie, how dare you!" Jian Yang roared in fury. Yi Bailie was going to destroy the entire city.

"Following the laws of heaven and earth."

Just then, Li Daoyi called out softly.

Then everyone witnessed an incredible scene: Li Daoyi's body rapidly grew larger in the air, quickly transforming into a towering giant thousands of feet tall.

"hiss…"

He inhaled into the tornado, and the tornado instantly changed direction and flew towards Li Daoyi's mouth, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

"Dare to play tricks on me?" Li Daoyi thought to himself. He knew the Five Elements magic, so dealing with this little tornado was a piece of cake.

"How is this possible?" Yi Bailie stared at the scene in disbelief.

"Ants." Li Daoyi's voice came from the sky, like a god, and everyone seemed to see a deity.

"Impossible! Who are you?" Yi Bailie shouted.

After saying that, Yi Bailie flapped his wings powerfully, instantly creating two tornadoes around him that swept towards the towering Li Daoyi.

"Ignorant fool, such a despicable technique," Li Daoyi said.

Then it stretched out a giant hand and grabbed at the oncoming hurricane, and everything stopped instantly.

"Damn it, I don't believe it." Yi Bailie's pupils shrank, and he instantly realized that his innate skills as a winged human were ineffective against this person. He reached out and grabbed a sword from the side, which instantly appeared in his hand.

"A physical attack?" Li Daoyi's eyes narrowed slightly. He sensed a powerful sword intent emanating from Yi Bailie.

With a flap of his wings, Yi Bailie leaped high into the air and instantly appeared above Li Daoyi's head. He gripped his sword with both hands and slashed down forcefully at Li Daoyi's head, his powerful sword intent transforming into a sword aura hundreds of meters long.

"Eeya." Just then, a small figure appeared on Li Daoyi's shoulder; it was Mengmeng.

The little guy pointed his tiny hand into the air.

"..."

Those below witnessed an incredible scene: Yi Bailie, high in the sky, abruptly stopped, his sword raised high and accompanied by the sword's energy.

With a gentle pat of his palm, Li Daoyi, who embodied the laws of heaven and earth, shattered the sword energy instantly.

Then he flicked his finger in Yi Bailie's direction.

"call out…"

Yi Bailie was sent flying like a meteor.

"Hehe...I want to eat wings." Mengmeng stood on Li Daoyi's huge shoulder and reminded him with a smile.

Li Daoyi's figure began to shrink slowly, and soon returned to its original size, while Mengmeng was held in his arms.

"What else can you remember besides eating?" Li Daoyi said, gently pinching Mengmeng's little nose.

"Elder..." Yi Ming murmured, watching the figure transform into a shooting star in the sky.

At this moment, Li Daoyi's gaze fell upon the remaining winged humans.

"Run!" Yi Ming shouted, turning around to fly away.

"Whoosh..."

Several people simultaneously spread their wings.

"Certainly…"

Li Daoyi shouted in the direction of the group.

Yi Ming and the others suddenly felt a surge of energy around them, as if their bodies were deeply embedded in the rock, unable to move.

Under Yi Ming's horrified gaze, his body flew uncontrollably toward Li Daoyi.

"Trying to run away?" Li Daoyi said, looking down at him.

He then ignored Yi Ming, reached out and grabbed the spot where Yi Bailie had just disappeared, and quickly reappeared in the air, flying back rapidly.

"Hiss..." Jian Yang and the others gasped as they looked at Yi Bailie. He was dragging his head, his clothes were shattered, and his body was covered in wounds.

“You…” Yi Bailie raised his head with difficulty, looking at Li Daoyi and Mengmeng with a look of fear.

"I've heard that the Martial Saint has a lifespan of 1,500 years. Birdman, I wonder how many 500-year periods you have?" Li Daoyi asked with a slight smile, slowly flying to his side.

After speaking, his palm emitted a faint light and he gently pressed it down on Yi Bailie's head.