Chapter 286: Contesting the Imperial Treasure
The holy lands of Dayan, Wanchu, Zifu, the Jiang Clan, the Ji Clan, Yaoguang, Daoyi, and Yaochi had coexisted with the world since ancient times, passing down their legacies through countless calamities without perishing.
At this moment, these prodigious heirs of the holy lands all harbored caution. None dared to make the first move, lest they become the target of everyone else.
"Since you're all so polite, why not just give it to me!" Golden Wing Little Peng King strode in boldly, slamming his Desolate Halberd into the ground with a thunderous *dong*, causing the entire divine hall to tremble.
No one knew where he had been hiding until now. He appeared with the fierce, predatory gaze of an eagle and wolf, sweeping his eyes over everyone present, exuding a wild savagery.
The heirs of the holy lands were all extraordinary figures, naturally unafraid of him. Yet the atmosphere grew tense, as a full-scale melee might erupt at any moment.
*Weng*
Golden Wing Little Peng King struck. He swung his Desolate Halberd, dimming the Light Divine Hall as the void twisted and deformed under the blow.
The future king of the Roc Clan transformed into a streak of golden light, charging toward the Chaos Stone. He reached out a large hand to snatch the ancient beast-hide scroll.
"How dare you!"
Everyone present struck simultaneously, attacking him to prevent him from reaching the suspended Chaos Stone. Sacred swords, celestial sounds, ancient pagodas, and more all shot toward him at once.
"One Hundred and Eight Thousand Swords!"
Golden Wing Little Peng King roared, his entire body blazing with golden light. Tens of thousands of great swords clanged and shot in all directions—an indiscriminate attack.
Chaos erupted in the Light Divine Hall. The delicate balance was shattered. Many holy sons were forced to act, and killing intent filled the air.
This was Golden Wing Little Peng King's goal. He didn't intend to fight all these powerful figures alone; he wanted to break the calm and force everyone into the contest.
With his unmatched speed, he thrived in chaos. The more disorder, the better for him. In an instant, he retreated, breaking free from the encirclement and dashing out of the hall.
Now, there was no turning back. The calm was broken. Everyone had only one goal: charge toward the pitch-black divine platform and seize the ancient beast-hide scroll.
The Divine King Physique of the Jiang Clan acted decisively, offering up a crimson divine furnace. Its shape was indistinct, surrounded by divine phoenixes, as it flew toward the Chaos Stone.
Holy Son Yao Guang was equally resolute, offering up a cauldron densely covered with dragon patterns, brimming with the rhythm of the Dao. It emitted a heaven-devouring force, attempting to draw the black divine platform into the cauldron.
These two sought not only the ancient scroll but also the Chaos Stone itself. The others naturally refused to fall behind, each offering their weapons to forcibly seize the black divine platform.
The Light Divine Hall was once the bedchamber of a Great Emperor. Otherwise, the younger generation's supreme talents would have likely been able to pass through.
"They've all been immobilized. You do have a chance now. Don't you have the Primordial Mother Qi Root? The Chaos Stone can't immobilize that sacred object."
"Good. Then today, I'll reveal my true form and snatch the food right from the mouths of these holy sons and holy maidens in front of everyone!"
If he offered up his cauldron, he would surely be recognized. Rather than that, he might as well reveal his true form directly. Ye Fan walked out of the hall, found an empty spot, manifested his true body, and changed into different clothes.
"This emperor will enter your cauldron. I'll try to see if I can take the Chaos Stone later." The big black dog bared its teeth.
"That damned unscrupulous Taoist hasn't appeared yet. We need to be careful." Ye Fan muttered to himself.
"Isn't he just a broken Taoist? If he dares to snatch food from this emperor's mouth, I'll bite him to death!"
"I might as well take out Golden Wing Little Peng King and all these holy sons in one go." Ye Fan strode back, his voice calm. But if anyone knew his thoughts, it would surely cause a monstrous uproar.