141: Chapter 141 Are you a divine child? Those who harm me, even the imperial prince, shall be executed.

"This Aura... Is a Quasi-Emperor really nothing more than this?"

At this moment, inside the Saint-Grade Sun Orb, Jiang Xu, Jiang Wu, and the others could not help but gasp at the sight before them.

Just moments ago, the Golden-Winged Roc Clan had exerted their full power to activate that quasi-emperor-grade sword diagram, unleashing the imperial technique contained within it, the "Great Cleaving Art".

That single strike was completely comparable to a Quasi-Emperor descending in person.

None of them dared to harbor even a shred of resistance.

Yet, such a terrifying strike was neutralized by their Divine Son with a mere lifting of his foot.

It even severely injured five Saint Kings and three Saints of the Golden-Winged Roc Clan.

Such combat prowess was something even a First-Calamity Quasi-Emperor could not achieve.

Furthermore, the current Divine Son seemed to have stepped into the Great Saint Realm only recently!

How could he be so miraculously brave?

Little did they know, although Xie Wushang was only at the Great Saint cultivation level,

after refining three Imperial Rank gold stones, his "Immortal Golden Body Formula" had reached Major Achievement.

His physical body had surpassed the twelfth realm, rivaling the Great Emperors of the thirteenth realm.

His formidable strength had undergone a qualitative Ascension compared to back then in the "Abyss of the Fallen Sun".

With that single step he took, the power of practical Dao containing the Profound Truths of the Emperor Realm swept outward.

How could it be something a few Saint Kings could possibly withstand?

Even Quasi-Emperors would have to retreat and avoid it.

Xie Wushang strode forward, looking at Peng Xunfeng and Saint King Peng Shijiu ahead.

Every step he took felt like a sudden thunderclap, or a mountain smashing into their bodies.

"Quasi-Emperor... This Aura has already surpassed ordinary Quasi-Emperors. It is not something we can match. Fall back!"

Peng Xunfeng's eyes flashed. The Dao Laws within him bloomed, and a pair of golden roc wings materialized behind his back.

With a flutter of his wings, he turned around and prepared to flee.

Beside him, Saint King Peng Shijiu and the other six Saints of the Golden-Winged Roc Clan also had roc wings manifest behind them as they turned and flew away.

"Did I tell you that you could leave?" Xie Wushang strode forward with an icy tone, his palm slowly reaching out toward the front.

Hum!

Instantly, the colors of the heaven and earth shifted.

High up in the firmament, a vast nether sea materialized.

The ocean enveloped a radius of a hundred miles, as if transforming into the firmament itself.

In merely a split second, all eight Saints of the Golden-Winged Roc Clan were enveloped beneath this nether sea.

"That is..." As the nether sea pressed down from above, Peng Xunfeng, who was flying at extreme speed, felt a chill in his heart and immediately looked up.

He saw the seawater churning high in the air, transforming into long spears that pierced toward the eight fleeing Cultivators of the Golden-Winged Roc Clan.

Black lightning flickered on the long spears.

In an instant, the lightning flickered and extended downward, carrying an apocalyptic Aura as it appeared above the heads of the eight people.

"No... I am the Divine Son of the Golden-Winged Roc Clan. If you harm me, the Golden-Winged Roc Clan will definitely not let you off!" Peng Xunfeng's pupils constricted and his face was filled with terror. At the same time, a golden Domain bloomed behind him, transforming into a shield of wings to protect his body.

This was a quasi-emperor-grade wing shield.

High in the air, the long spears condensed from the nether water struck down like spears of the Grim Reaper.

The lightning blooming from them made Peng Xunfeng feel an Aura of death seep directly into his Sea of Consciousness.

He cried out in panic.

The other seven Saints of the Golden-Winged Roc Clan also all sacrificed their Saint weapons, suspending them high above their heads to protect themselves.

"Divine Son? Even if you were an Emperor Son, if you dare to touch members of my Jiang Clan, you shall still be executed." Icy words spilled from Xie Wushang's mouth.

His voice was detached and ruthless.

The lightning blooming from the nether water spears was even more unstoppable.

Rumble!

As the lightning descended, it directly shattered the wing shield evolved by Peng Xunfeng.

Afterwards, the lightning struck his body, turning his clothes to ashes and shattering his protective divine armor inch by inch.

Then, the nether water spear flashed, piercing straight through his heart meridian.

"You..." When his heart meridian was pierced, Peng Xunfeng widened his eyes, revealing a look of utter disbelief.

He looked down at his own chest, then raised his head to look at Xie Wushang.

"My... My clan has a heavenly emperor weapon..." Peng Xunfeng spoke, wanting to say that the Golden Crow Clan had not yet been completely wiped out.

If their two clans joined forces, the Jiang Clan would also be destroyed.

However, before Peng Xunfeng could finish spitting out those words, Xie Wushang made a hand incantation gesture, causing streaks of nether-colored lightning to strike down from high in the sky.

That lightning aimed straight for the center of his brows, shattering his Primordial Spirit into dispersion in one fell swoop.

"Have I... fallen just like this?"

"I... refuse to accept this!"

"I possess the bearing of a Great Emperor... I should have had a brilliant life..."

"Why..."

"I shouldn't have come to this "Sea of Annihilation"!"

As his Primordial Spirit disintegrated, the Aura of death surged in.

Innumerable thoughts flashed through Peng Xunfeng's consciousness.

His heart was filled with reluctance, which ultimately turned into regret.

Along with the flashing lightning, a ripple swept past, and his scattered Primordial Spirit was also annihilated, turning into nothingness.

Both his body and soul were destroyed, and he perished completely.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the protective weapons of Saint King Peng Shijiu and the other six Roc Clan Saints were shattered by the lightning.

Afterwards, the long spears fell, piercing through their bodies.

At the same time, wherever the lightning passed, all of them were blasted into ashes.

Only a few Storage Pouches and fragments of Saint weapons fell down.

The Holy Spirit Bird flew out, quite sensibly gathering all those Storage Pouches and handing them over to Xie Wushang.

Xie Wushang accepted those Storage Pouches with considerable satisfaction.

Having a spiritual pet nearby to help with odd jobs was also exceptionally nice.

"Master, the Great Emperor of the Golden Crow Clan who escaped in the past still harbors evil intentions and wants to join forces with the Roc Clan to make a comeback and destroy the Jiang Clan."

The Holy Spirit Bird said.

Just before Peng Xunfeng died earlier, myriad thoughts had emerged in a single instant, all of which were perceived by the Holy Spirit Bird.

At the same time, there were also those of Saint King Peng Shijiu and the others.

The information among them included the fact that the Golden Crow Clan's Great Emperor had once secretly visited the Golden-Winged Roc Clan's ancient emperor in the starry sky.

Intending to form an Alliance.

"Oh, the Golden Crow Clan still wants to annihilate my Jiang Clan?" Xie Wushang's gaze condensed, and a cold light flashed across his eyes.

"Seventy percent of the clan elders within the Golden-Winged Roc Clan are willing to form an Alliance," the Holy Spirit Bird said.

Xie Wushang's gaze condensed. "Do they really think my Jiang Clan has declined?"

"The Jiang Clan has two heavenly emperor weapons, which are overpoweringly strong. Each of them fears that once the Jiang Clan produces a few more Great Emperors, they will become completely impossible to suppress."

"Therefore, this time when the ancient ruins of the "Sea of Annihilation" opened, the various Great Emperor clans all secretly reached a tacit understanding to strangle the Jiang Clan's geniuses."

The Holy Spirit Bird said.

Precisely because of this, Jiang Yanzhou and the others were targeted.

Not only them, but the Jiang Clan members who had entered the "ancient ruins" would also face targeting from various clans.

Their situation would be extremely unfavorable.

After all, two fists are no match for four hands. As an ancient heavenly emperor clan themselves, the Jiang Clan would also find themselves stretched thin.

"They want to use this to weaken my Jiang Clan's strength? Delusional. With me here, anyone who dares to make a move shall bleed in the North Sea."

Xie Wushang's gaze was icy.

With a wave of his large hand, ripples stirred before him, and the Golden-Winged Roc Clan's "Golden Roc Sword Diagram" flew over.

The Golden Roc Seal that he had blasted beneath the firmament also fell from the sky, sinking into his palm.

"The Saint Kings of the Golden-Winged Roc Clan were just wiped out like that?"

"These are five Saint Kings... and they were wielding a quasi-emperor weapon! Under the Divine Son's hands, they were actually vulnerable to a single blow?"

"The Divine Son's strength is no longer comparable to ordinary Quasi-Emperors!"

Inside the Sun Orb, Jiang Yanzhou, Jiang Yupin, and the others looked through the orb's protective light barrier at the void ahead and all gasped.

That was a Golden-Winged Roc renowned for its ultimate speed!

And it even possessed a quasi-emperor-grade wing shield.

Yet now... they were all completely wiped out?

The Divine Son's strength far exceeded their predictions.