492: Golden Crow Ancient Prince

Wang Zhan's appearance instantly attracted the attention of the entire audience!

"Wang Zhan? The Heavenly Azure Sacred Body from the Eastern Region Wang Family?"

"What did he just say? He wants to fight in this match?"

"Is he going to fight on behalf of the Current Era Demon Clan?"

Exclamations and discussions rose like a tide.

No one expected that at this crucial moment, Wang Zhan would suddenly appear and volunteer to fight!

Yuan Tiangang was also stunned, his face filled with shock and disbelief!

Wang Zhan? He wants to fight for the Current Era Demon Clan?

He was a member of the Human Race, yet he had no connection with the Southern Region Demon Clan; there was absolutely no need for him to get involved in this whirlpool of life and death!

Moreover, his opponent would be that unfathomable, mysterious powerhouse!

Wang Zhan seemed oblivious to the uproar around him and the countless gazes filled with shock, confusion, and scrutiny.

He walked straight through the crowd and stopped in front of Xiao Ruobai and the others.

His gaze briefly met Fang Hanyu's and Xiao Ruobai's; their eyes exchanged glances without words, conveying a tacit understanding and recognition between top figures of the same generation.

Finally, his gaze settled on Ling Xi's face, a trace of solemnity gathering in his eyes.

"Thank you for that finger strike back then. This battle, I will take it on!"

"Good..." Ling Xi slowly nodded, speaking only that single word.

The light in Wang Zhan's eyes flared brilliantly. He also had no superfluous words, only cupping his fists deeply: "Thank you!"

Immediately after, he sharply turned around and took a step forward!

"Boom!"

The cyan saintly power was no longer aggressively released outward; instead, it awoke within him like a slumbering giant Dragon, contained yet immensely powerful.

With every step he took in the Void Realm, a dull, heavy sound erupted, like the beating of war drums, carrying an imposing Aura of pressing forward relentlessly as he walked directly toward the center of the stage!

Yuan Tiangang finally reacted, and a look of ecstatic joy instantly flooded his face!

He had witnessed Wang Zhan's strength personally; the Heavenly Azure Sacred Body was overwhelmingly dominant. To gain his assistance now was truly like sending charcoal in snowy weather!

He hurriedly stepped forward, saying excitedly, "Young Friend Wang Zhan, your righteousness is commendable! Yuan is deeply grateful!

Regardless of victory or defeat in this battle, the Southern Region Demon Clan will surely reward you handsomely afterward! A heavy gift will certainly be presented!"

Wang Zhan paid no heed to Yuan Tiangang's promise; his gaze, like two unsheathed war spears, was firmly locked onto the Ancient Imperial Prince on the stage.

His voice, like cold ice, echoed throughout the venue:

"Ninth match, Human Race, Wang Zhan, requests battle!"

A trace of surprise flashed across the Ancient Imperial Prince's gloomy face, quickly turning into a cold disdain born of feeling slighted.

"Ant of the Human Race, you dare overstep your bounds? Do you know that you are challenging the majesty of an Ancient Imperial Clan?"

As he spoke, scorching Great Sun Divine Fire emanated from around the Ancient Imperial Prince.

The entire figure resembled an ancient Primordial Sun that had fallen into the mortal world. The terrifying heat caused the stage Restriction to ripple, and the Prodigies watching from afar retreated, their protective spiritual power automatically activating.

His original target was Battle Asura, but unexpectedly, another person had intervened.

"This Imperial Prince is Crimson Blaze!"

Within the golden flames, the Ancient Imperial Prince's features became clearer, his eyebrows and eyes carrying an innate imperial arrogance.

"Son of the Golden Crow Ancient Emperor?!"

The moment these words were spoken, the entire venue erupted in an uproar!

"It truly is the Son of the Golden Crow Ancient Emperor! The orthodox Bloodline of the Ancient Imperial Clan!"

"Legend says the Golden Crow Clan controls the Great Sun Divine Fire, capable of burning mountains, boiling seas, and refining Divine Souls. No wonder his Aura is so terrifying!"

"Wang Zhan is in trouble now! The Golden Crow's Divine Fire is a Fire of the Origin, which specifically counters the Physical Body and vital energy. Although the Heavenly Azure Sacred Body is strong, it might be countered!"

Amidst the discussion, the fists Yuan Tiangang had just loosened clenched tightly again, sweat dripping from between his fingers.

The fame of the Golden Crow Ancient Emperor had intimidated myriad races in ancient times; one could imagine the combat power of his descendants.

However, Wang Zhan's eyes showed no worry, only anticipation for a confrontation between strong opponents.

"Come and fight!!" Wang Zhan's eyes burned with Battle Intent; there were no extra words.

Crimson Blaze spoke, his voice a low murmur, "Today, this Imperial Prince will personally test how many breaths your so-called Human Race Sacred Body can last under the true authority of the Sun."

Before his voice faded, he had already moved.

One moment he was a hundred feet away, the next, a claw burning with golden flame tore through the air, aiming directly for Wang Zhan's throat.

Before the claw even arrived, the scorching sharpness capable of melting Divine Metal into liquid caused Wang Zhan's skin to tremble instinctively.

"Good timing!"

Wang Zhan advanced instead of retreating. His cyan Qi and Blood erupted, instantly compressing and weaving layer upon layer on his skin, forming a set of Sacred Body Battle Armor covering his entire body.

Ancient runes flowed across the armor's surface, each rune vibrating rapidly, deflecting and diverting the invading heat wave.

"Clang—!!!"

The sound of metal striking metal echoed throughout heaven and earth.

Crimson Blaze's sharp claw struck the cyan Battle Armor, erupting in dazzling sparks.

Wang Zhan's figure wavered slightly. The rock beneath his feet instantly turned into crimson magma, but he did not retreat a single step.

He countered with a punch, completely devoid of flourish, smashing directly toward Crimson Blaze's chest.

Where the fist passed, the air was compressed into a tangible shockwave, emitting a loud crack.

A hint of surprise flashed in Crimson Blaze's eyes, but he neither dodged nor evaded, allowing the golden patterns on his chest to light up as he took the punch head-on.

"Dong!"

A muffled sound like a divine drum being struck.

Crimson Blaze slid backward three Zhang, the golden patterns on his chest flickering unsteadily, while on Wang Zhan's fist, a slightly scorched crack appeared on the cyan Battle Armor.

This was a trace left by the backlash of the Solar True Fire penetrating his punch.

"Able to withstand one of this Imperial Prince's claws, and return a punch..."

Crimson Blaze glanced down at his chest; the skin there was slightly concave but was recovering at a visible rate.

"You are qualified to make this Imperial Prince get serious."

He spread his wings, which were not physical but rather wings of Law condensed from pure Solar True Fire.

With a gentle shake of his wings, feathers detached.

Each feather transformed into a burning golden arrow, trailing a long flame, covering the space Wang Zhan occupied from all directions—above, below, left, and right—without any blind spots.

What was even more terrifying was that these arrows formed a temporary Solar True Fire matrix among themselves. The path where the arrows flew was momentarily ignited, leaving behind energy trajectories that continued to burn.

The temperature around Wang Zhan soared within one hundred-thousandth of a breath to a level sufficient to instantly vaporize an ordinary Sacred King.

"Heavenly Pinnacle Suppressing World Nine Heavens!"

Wang Zhan shouted low. Nine phantom cyan Heavenly Pinnacles rose from the ground, interlocked, protecting him in the center.

The surface of the Heavenly Pinnacles flowed with a heavy Aura capable of suppressing all things, colliding head-on with the rain of golden arrows.

"Boom boom boom boom—!!!"

The dense explosions merged into a single piercing shriek.

The golden flames and cyan Qi and Blood furiously consumed and annihilated each other.

The first Heavenly Pinnacle shattered after enduring three hundred arrows, turning into specks of light.

The second held out for five hundred arrows, the third for seven hundred... When the seventh Heavenly Pinnacle also began to shake precariously, the arrow rain finally thinned out.

But Crimson Blaze's attack had only just begun.

"A decent turtle shell."

A cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Then try this one: The Great Sun Melting Furnace."