Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
"Boom!"
Qin Yanlong's eyes were filled with killing intent. The Warlock Saint Flag and the spell aura merged into one, producing a heavenly sound that sounded like countless heavenly drums being hammered.
This sound was also filled with killing intent, causing all living beings in the world to tremble in fear!
The entire sky seemed to have turned into a world of its own.
A strange phenomenon appeared in the sky, and the light was resplendent, shocking everyone!
"Pfft …"
Under such pressure, Du Shaofu spat out blood again, and the Eight Trigrams Diagram around him faded.
The sword aura on the Daluo Sword Formation dissipated, leaving behind only a treasure sword that rippled with electric arcs.
"Buzz!"
The Redbone Horse Monkey's Primordial Spirit was now covered by golden runes and turned into a five-fingered mountain peak.
"Oh no, the Roc Emperor can't hold on anymore!"
Someone in the Desolate Country exclaimed. The Roc Emperor seemed to be unable to hold on. If this continued, he would be in danger.
"Legalism's Warlock Saint Flag has been activated by Qin Yanlong. Coupled with Qin Yanlong's cultivation and Legalism's spell aura, even a mid-stage Holy Martial Realm cultivator would find it difficult to resist!"
The Green Fox Old Monster frowned. He felt that he was no match for Qin Yanlong's Warlock Saint Flag and the spell aura.
The space within the spell aura was like a world of its own.
Coupled with the Warlock Saint Flag spreading out, it had already enveloped Du Shaofu.
At this moment, Du Shaofu was under immense pressure. It was as if a divine mountain was pressing down on him from all directions, making it difficult for him to breathe.
The boundless aura suppressed everything in his body, making Du Shaofu deeply experience its boundless majesty.
"Boom …"
This world was rumbling, and the aura was monstrous. It was as if the universe had been turned upside down, and heaven and earth were shaking, about to destroy everything in this world.
All kinds of ferocious beasts galloped, the sun, moon, and stars rotated, and the mountains and rivers trembled. There was an unfathomable aura that wanted to destroy and suppress everything!
The golden wings on Du Shaofu's back were falling off, their light dimming.
Du Shaofu's Azure Spirit Armor crumbled inch by inch, revealing his body covered by the Thunder Martial Vein. However, the Thunder Talisman was also dimming and his body was cracking.
Du Shaofu's face was as pale as ash. He was crushed by a great force, and blood began to spurt out from the corner of his mouth.
"That old thing is too strong!"
Dongfang Qingmu, Mo Tianxiao, Elder Lei, and the others all looked extremely serious.
They were well aware of how powerful Du Shaofu was and how freakish his physical body was. However, even Du Shaofu had been crushed to such an extent. It was enough to show how terrifying Qin Yunlong was.
"That old bastard is actually using Legalism's Clan Treasure. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to do anything!"
Little Xingxing and Du Xiaoyao cursed. They knew very well that if not for the Magical Sacred Flag, Qin Yanlong might not have been able to do anything to Du Shaofu.
"Roc Emperor, hang in there. You can't lose!"
Someone muttered to himself. He clenched his fists and weapons tightly and stared intently.
However, the stronger one was, the more they knew that the Saint Realm was indeed a natural moat. The Demon King, Du Shaofu, had not stepped into it in the end. Moreover, Qin Yanlong was not an ordinary Saint Martial Artist.
The power displayed by the fusion of the Magical Sacred Flag and the Magical Sacred Flag was already so terrifying that it shook the heavens and the earth, causing the surroundings to tremble!
Du Tingxuan looked at the sky. Lightning flashed in his eyes, and the Divine Thunder Spear in his hand rippled with electric arcs. His expression was solemn.
…
Legalism.
A graceful figure swept across the sky. Her hair flowed freely. Like a fairy, she landed lightly in front of the courtyard.
"Shaojing, are you here to see your mother?"
An old man appeared in front of the courtyard. When Du Shaofu entered Legalism for the second time, it was this old man who brought Du Shaofu to the main hall. In the end, Du Shaofu was suppressed by Han Jue.
This old man's surname was Han. He was Han Aotong's senior.
"I'm here to take my mother out."
Du Shaojing said. He did not hide anything.
Hearing this, the old man's expression changed slightly. He said, "Your mother is cultivating. The Divine Ancestor intends to nurture your mother. It's not appropriate for her to go out now!"
"Are you going to stop me?" Du Shaojing looked at the old man and said calmly.
"Shaojing, you know what the consequences are. Why do you have to do this? This is already the best outcome. With the calamity before us, the school of Legalism will be able to stay safe. You will also have a bright future ahead of you," the old man said sincerely.
"You can't stop me!" Du Shaojing said and walked toward the courtyard.
Whoosh!
The old man appeared in front of Du Shaojing. His old face was calm. He looked at Du Shaojing and said, "Child, I've been cultivating for a long time, but I'm no longer your opponent. I'm ashamed to say this, but I'm also happy that you're a descendant of Legalism. However, if you want to take your mother away today, you'll have to walk over my dead body."
"You're my senior. You've also guided me in my cultivation. You know that I won't kill you." Du Shaojing frowned.
Creak …
The wooden door of the courtyard was pushed open. A beautiful woman walked out. She was otherworldly. She walked over proudly for no reason.
"Mother."
Du Shaojing's red lips parted slightly. Her eyes were clear and there was a smile on her face.
"Aotong …"
The old man turned around and looked at Han Aotong.
"It's been so many years. It's enough. Legalism still wants to bully us today?"
Han Aotong looked at the old man with the surname Han. There was a sense of majesty on her breathtaking face.
"Legalism is for the good of you and your mother. If you want to leave, you know the consequences. The Desolate Country and the Du family will not be at peace." The old man with the surname Han said. His words were sincere and there was a hidden meaning behind them.
Bang!
A muffled sound was suddenly emitted when the old man with the surname Han's voice sounded. His body flew out like a stone being thrown. He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and landed a thousand feet away.
"It's enough for you to bully our family of four. Next time, I won't hold back. Take care!" Han Aotong said. Her eyes shone brightly as she opened them.
"Mother, brother is not dead. He's here. Father is here too." Du Shaojing said to Han Aotong. She did not look at the old man with the surname Han.
"Your father and brother are here to pick us up."
Han Aotong ran her fingers through her hair to hide the excitement in her heart. She also could not hide the nervousness in her heart. She looked at her daughter and said, "Accompany mother back to the room. Mother wants to change her clothes to meet your father and brother."
"Okay." Du Shaojing nodded and smiled. It was extremely moving.
"Is your father old now?"
"No, he's still as valiant and elegant as ever, with a unique charm."
Two beautiful figures flew into the sky. The old man with the surname Han struggled to get up from the ground. His old face was mottled with blood at the corner of his mouth. He looked at the two beautiful figures leaving with a complicated look in his eyes.
…
Pfft …
In the sky, Du Shaofu kept spitting out blood. However, he was not dispirited. He was still doing his best.
Du Shaofu wanted to break free from the suppression. The 36 feathers of the Roc and the will of the Golden-winged Roc in his body were exploding. It was as if a humanoid Roc was exerting its final power.
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