"Fellow Daoist of the Tianpeng Clan, why have you come to my Eastern Wilderness?"
Duan Rushen immediately arrived with many experts and saw that extremely demonic gaze.
The world is divided into four seas and five regions. Among them, the Southern Region is mostly mountainous and is where most of the powerful demon races live. Although there are also many humans, the demon races are generally more powerful.
Some ancient remnants are scattered throughout forbidden areas and small worlds across the land.
This has been the established pattern for countless years. All the emperors and supreme figures of the Xuanhuang Realm throughout history have tacitly accepted this division of power. After achieving the throne, they would only enter the Central Region and establish an immortal divine dynasty.
"The Southern Region is the ancestral land of my demon race. Humans are able to come and occupy it, so why can't my demon race come to your human race's ancestral land?"
The Golden-Winged Roc King looked coldly at Duan Rushen and said disdainfully:
"You, an unknown junior, dare to talk to me about things that even the holy lands of the Eastern Wilderness can't handle?"
His words were nothing short of mockery of the human race.
Moreover, he had a legitimate reason for coming here.
In the past, several powerful figures followed the Azure Heaven God King, one of whom was a senior member of the Heavenly Roc Clan.
He is the young master of Tianpeng, and it is perfectly legitimate for him to take the inheritance from the elders of his clan.
Upon hearing this, everyone present had complicated expressions and dared not say anything more.
On the surface, the most powerful force in the Eastern Wilderness is the Primal Divine Dynasty, a true holy land-level power, while the Divine River Sect and the Nine Yang Sect are far inferior.
The Tianpeng Clan, as an old and established demon clan, has a long history and its strength is no weaker than that of the Primordial Divine Dynasty.
"Golden-winged Roc, a celestial demon, may I ask your identity?"
Xiao Ri also stepped forward at this moment, his eyes flickering slightly.
As a member of the Heavenly Roc royal family, the Golden-Winged Roc is blessed with exceptional talent. Those with strong bloodlines are born with remarkable cultivation and reach the Divine Realm upon reaching adulthood. The other party, however, is clearly still a minor and must hold a very high position within the royal family.
"Since you humans have asked with such sincerity, I may mercifully answer you..."
The Golden-Winged Roc King paid no attention to the people in front of him. He glanced around and noticed that the owner of that intimidating gaze was not there. He paused and said:
"I am Peng Tianyu, the fifth son of the Tianpeng King and the young master of the Tianpeng clan."
"Who dares to kill me?"
"Who has the ability to kill me?"
His words revealed his arrogant attitude, even to the point of being extremely conceited.
Upon hearing the other party reveal their identity, everyone around them understood, and at the same time, felt a sense of powerlessness.
The other party certainly has the right to be so arrogant.
"It really was him..."
"Little Peng King is said to be able to overpower the human race in the Southern Region and is hard to beat among the demon race, comparable to the top ten of the Xuan Gold List."
Peng Tianyu is the most outstanding member of the younger generation of the Tianpeng clan.
The other party's biological father is the current Heavenly Roc Lord, whose strength is extremely powerful. Thousands of years ago, he was a figure who dominated the world and was a giant of the demon race.
As the youngest son of the Heavenly Roc King, Peng Tianyu is one of the top young demons in the Southern Region. He is especially favored by the Heavenly Roc King and is even called the Little Roc King, which shows how much he is loved.
As a top genius of the demon race, although he is hundreds of years old, he is still considered "young" compared to the age of humans, because such powerful demons usually slumber in their early years to receive bloodline inheritance.
Peng Tianyu was probably comparing himself to the most outstanding geniuses of the human race; they were still somewhat lacking in comparison.
"Since you know it's me, you still dare to stop me?"
Peng Tianyu indifferently swept his gaze over the group of people in front of him:
"You haven't even cultivated a divine body yet. If you didn't have divine weapons, I could have wiped you out in one round."
"If you retreat now, we might spare your lives."
Hearing this, everyone felt quite aggrieved, but they had to admit that what the other party said made sense.
This prodigy's strength is unfathomable, comparable to the Holy Son of a sacred land.
Although they are considered the pride of the human race, they are also aware that even among the most outstanding individuals, there are differences.
Holy lands, imperial clans, and ancient clans have a long history, and the geniuses they can cultivate are far superior to those from minor sects.
With your exceptional talent, how can you possibly rival the million-year-old heritage of another holy land?
"Let's be patient. Among the younger generation, only the true disciples of the Holy Land can probably defeat him. Even if the older generation could kill him, they wouldn't dare to make a move. If they offend the Heavenly Roc King, it would be a catastrophe."
Some people advised that he had a fairly clear understanding of the situation.
"Damn it, this guy must come from a very powerful background. No wonder he's so arrogant and no one dares to offend him. He's obviously fearless here."
At this moment, many people were secretly cursing.
But one has to admire them.
"This demon is so powerful that he is hard to beat among the younger generation in the Southern Region. He is indeed exceptionally strong. There is no point in saying anything else."
In this kind of struggle among the younger generation, the powerful human race would naturally not bully the weak.
Seeing that the human geniuses dared not continue to pester him, Peng Tianyu didn't bother with any more words and drifted away.
When the demonic winds blew up earlier, he still had some restraint. His original intention was only to force out some of the younger generation of human experts and test the strength of the human race.
I never expected that these few oddballs would make a move.
And the owner of that gaze earlier, could it be some old monster spying on him?
Thinking of this, Peng Tianyu also felt somewhat worried.
Could it be that some shameless old geezer actually ambushed this young demon?
"Let's hurry to the inner region as well."
After Duanru Shen finished speaking, he led those he knew away.
Everyone nodded and dispersed, heading towards the interior of the Azure Sky Ancient Domain, to the location of the Azure Sky Ancient City.
The group of rogue martial artists who had narrowly escaped death were still shaken. Although many were unwilling to accept it, they were too frightened to follow.
Although the human race has righteous, demonic, and evil members, and even with vastly different social statuses, they can at least communicate. However, when dealing with the demon race, the latter may see the weak humans as food or even more lowly beings.
Just like ordinary people wouldn't communicate with ants, they might just casually step on them and kill them.
Even so, a small number of people still secretly followed them.
"Did this birdman spot me?"
Li Ming pondered, feeling that with the other party's strength, they shouldn't be able to detect it, right?
His gaze also turned to a hillside not far from here.
The subtle aura that emanated from there felt strangely familiar to him.
Perhaps it was this aura that prevented Peng Tianyu from continuing to make things difficult for those people, lest things escalate and he be unable to extricate himself.
"I need to hurry and go too."
At this moment, Li Ming saw the divine city in the distance, where the divine light lingered. He could clearly feel an ancient and heart-pounding aura slowly reviving.
Was it because of his arrival, or for some other reason?
...
"Junior Sister Chi Yao, you really are very interested in this God King's inheritance?"
A soft, feminine male voice rang out from the mountains and forests.
The figure that appeared with the sound was a handsome man in black robes and black hair. He looked like a young man, but the maturity between his brows could not be concealed. He was obviously a powerful martial artist who had achieved success in martial arts.
In fact, if one breaks through to the Martial Saint realm at a very young age, one can freeze their appearance at that moment, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, it can last for a hundred years.
He appeared gracefully at that moment, his eyes reflecting a slender figure.
Beside him stood a stunningly beautiful woman with delicate features, gentle eyes like autumn water, her eyebrows like painted strokes, and her dark hair flowing down to her waist, swaying gently, giving off an aura of boundless tenderness.
Seeing the man appear silently and suddenly speak to her, Mu Chiyao was not surprised. She simply said slowly:
"The family heirlooms are something we cannot simply hand over to others."
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