389: Chapter 389 I haven't even put in any effort yet, and you've already collapsed?

"Use more strength!"

Golden Peng Emperor held his halberd upright, releasing a brilliant radiance as he struck horizontally.

Boom!

Another loud explosion rang out; the Void Realm beneath Golden Peng Emperor's feet completely collapsed, and his body was forced to retreat continuously.

Golden Feather Supreme did not let up upon gaining the advantage; he flipped his greatsword and slashed down again from above.

This sword strike was even more ferocious than the previous two. He gripped the sword with both hands, his entire body surging with golden light, and golden patterns emerged on the blade—these were the powers of Law refined to their extreme.

"Slash!"

The greatsword descended like a streak of golden lightning, carrying the momentum of opening up the heavens and splitting the earth.

A sharp glint flashed in Golden Peng Emperor's eyes. Instead of retreating, he advanced, meeting the attack with his halberd.

Boom!

Three attacks, three loud explosions; Golden Peng Emperor had taken them all head-on.

He stood in place, a wisp of golden blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. His robes had been torn by the violent energy, revealing bleeding wounds beneath, but his eyes were growing brighter and brighter.

"Three moves have passed." Golden Peng Emperor reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, a bloodthirsty smile appearing on his face as he stared at Golden Feather Supreme opposite him.

"Now, it's my turn. Are you prepared to be beaten up?"

Golden Peng Emperor's tone was cold, as if he were delivering a verdict upon his opponent.

At this moment, Golden Peng Emperor's golden blood energy seemed to carry a soul-captivating demonic nature, striking fear into all living beings.

Golden Feather Supreme's expression darkened.

He had used his full strength in each of those three moves, and the opponent had only been defending. How was it possible that he hadn't heavily injured the opponent under such circumstances? Was it even possible to win?

"Welcome the catastrophe!"

Golden Peng Emperor vibrated his halberd, and the tip lit up with a blinding golden light. He shot toward Golden Feather Supreme like an arrow released from the string.

"Come on, who's afraid of whom!"

Golden Feather Supreme also roared, holding his greatsword horizontally in front of him as he met the charge.

The halberd and the greatsword collided, exploding with a sky full of golden light and shaking the surrounding Void Realm until it cracked inch by inch.

Not long after, Golden Feather Supreme was seen flying backward, blood flowing freely.

"No, I don't believe it." Golden Feather Supreme could not accept that the gap between them was so large, and he charged up again.

"True Form of the Heavenly Peng!"

He let out a roar as his figure surged, transforming into a Golden-Winged Great Peng that blotted out the sky.

"Oh, still not convinced? You want to duel with your true form? I will satisfy your humble request; after all, I love the feeling of completely crushing an opponent."

Golden Peng Emperor watched Golden Feather Supreme transform, his tone cold and ruthless, and then he also began to reveal his true form.

Golden Peng Emperor's true form was incomparably massive; his wingspan reached tens of thousands of li, with every golden feather sharp as a sword.

Each feather shimmered with brilliant immortal light, and his entire body radiated a domineering aura that looked down upon the world.

Golden Feather Supreme's true form was no less impressive; it was also a Golden-Winged Great Peng, with wings covering the sky and golden light illuminating the world.

Without further ado, the two Golden-Winged Great Pengs began to collide fiercely in the Void Realm.

Sharp claws against sharp claws, wings against wings; every clash was like the heavens collapsing and the earth splitting.

Golden feathers danced across the sky, and blood rained down into the Void Realm; the scene was extremely shocking.

Everyone watching this scene had different expressions.

Di Chen sighed, "A true form duel between the Golden-Winged Great Peng race is truly a rare sight."

Wan Qing nodded, "Although Golden Peng Emperor has self-slashed, this Battle Intent is extremely powerful. There is no suspense in this battle; Golden Peng Emperor will definitely be the final victor."

Everyone was knowledgeable and naturally could see the gap between the two sides.

Jiang Hao watched the battle in the Void Realm and said softly, "A battle between members of the same race best reveals the gap. With the same Bloodline and the same talent, one fought his way out of the Origin Realm, while the other was raised in the Lesser Immortal Realm; the results are naturally different."

Although Golden Peng Emperor was arrogant and stubborn, his strength was indeed impressive; he was an ancient Emperor who had lived two lifetimes.

He was not weak even among the Forbidden Zone Supreme Beings, which was also the reason why he was still alive despite being so arrogant.

Golden Peng Emperor fought with increasing ferocity. The halberd in his hands seemed to come alive; at times it was like a Dragon or snake rising from the land, at other times like a thunderbolt, with every move being lethal.

Another strike—Golden Peng Emperor's halberd light was like a waterfall. Golden Feather Supreme was sent flying backward again, a huge wound on his right golden wing, with blood flowing like a waterfall, unstoppable.

"I haven't even used my full strength, and you've already fallen?"

Golden Peng Emperor shook his halberd, appearing very dissatisfied.

"Again!"

He roared and swung his halberd down in a wide arc; the halberd light transformed into a golden waterfall, pouring down from the Nine Heavens.

Golden Feather Supreme gritted his teeth, raised his greatsword, and took the blow head-on.

Boom!

He was hammered down several zhang, the skin between his thumb and forefinger splitting open, and golden blood dripped down the hilt of the sword.

Golden Peng Emperor did not give him a chance to catch his breath, the halberd smashing down repeatedly—one, two, three times...

Each smash was like the heavens collapsing and the earth sinking, shaking Golden Feather Supreme until he retreated step by step.

His heart was filled with horror. Why was this clansman from the Origin Realm so powerful?

His ancestral Cultivation Technique was known for its ferocity, and combined with his Lifebound Weapon, the greatsword, which integrated offense and defense, he had never suffered a loss in power among those of the same rank.

Yet this guy in front of him had more strength, more ferocious attacks, and every move carried a domineering aura of "who else but me," completely unlike someone who had self-slashed.

Who would believe that this kind of guy had self-slashed?

"Is this all the ability you have?"

Golden Peng Emperor mocked him while fighting, "You dare call yourself a Golden-Winged Great Peng with just this? I think you're more like a Golden-Winged Little Bird!"

Golden Feather Supreme was trembling with rage. He roared, driving his Dao seed to its limit. His entire body surged with golden light, and dense golden patterns appeared on the greatsword.

"Heavenly Peng World-Breaking Kill!"

He slashed with his sword, and the sword light transformed into a massive golden blade of light, sharp to the extreme. Wherever it passed, the Void Realm silently split open, and even Chaos was cut in two.

This move was his trump card; back in the day, relying on this move, he had defeated two Lesser Immortal Realm Supremes in a one-on-two fight.

"Now this is interesting."

A sharp glint flashed in Golden Peng Emperor's eyes.

He held his halberd high, the tip pointing toward the firmament.

An entirely different aura erupted from his body, and the halberd vibrated.

Golden Peng Emperor unleashed his own forbidden secret technique.

"Heavenly Peng Battles the Dragon!"

Golden Peng Emperor slashed down with his halberd; at this moment, the halberd in his hand seemed to possess the power and domineering spirit to battle a True Dragon.

This strike was as if a Golden-Winged Great Peng were swooping down from the Nine Heavens, its claws tearing the firmament and its wings covering the galaxy.

The halberd light transformed into a phantom of a Golden-Winged Great Peng, carrying the madness and bravery of battling a True Dragon, and met that golden blade of light.

Boom!

The two attacks collided, exploding with a sky full of golden light.

The entire Void Realm was trembling, and countless stars were reduced to dust by the shockwave.

As soon as the two attacks made contact, a huge crack appeared on the golden blade of light.

Immediately after, more and more cracks appeared, densely covering the entire blade of light.

Then, it shattered!

The phantom of the Golden-Winged Great Peng broke through with unstoppable force, slamming directly into Golden Feather Supreme.

Pfft!

Golden Feather Supreme sprayed a mouthful of golden blood, his entire body flying backward like a meteor, only stopping after crossing the endless Void Realm.

His body was covered in wounds, golden blood staining his robes, and his greatsword flew out of his hand, tumbling through the Void Realm.

"Impossible, why did I lose to you even though I have the Legacy?" Golden Feather Supreme struggled to stand up, saying in disbelief.

Both were Golden-Winged Great Pengs, and he even possessed the Legacy of the Golden-Winged Great Peng of the former Immortal Realm. Why had he lost to such a bumpkin who didn't even have a Legacy?

This was very hard for him to accept.

"Why?"

Golden Peng Emperor dragged his halberd, walking toward Golden Feather Supreme step by step.