BANG!
BANG! BANG!
In an instant,
the two Peak Barbaric Beast Kings had already clashed dozens of times.
Constantly colliding.
A savage struggle.
Their battle produced earth-shattering booms.
The Golden-winged Hairy Roc would sometimes fly up, only to dive down again.
The Purple-scaled Blood Horned Flood Dragon, however, was even more versatile. It changed size at will, launching fierce counterattacks whenever the Golden-winged Hairy Roc's momentum waned. Watching it made Yang Xiao's Heart Spirit tremble slightly.
Of these two behemoths, one was sharp and aggressive, while the other was flexible and unpredictable.
Especially that fellow, the Purple-scaled Blood Horned Flood Dragon; in battle, it was not at all the idiot it had seemed before. It was incredibly flexible, shamelessly retreating from the strong and preying on the weak.
Yang Xiao finally understood.
He understood why this creature had been so spineless after he suppressed it. This was its true nature.
The Golden-winged Hairy Roc, on the other hand, seemed much prouder.
It clearly knew this shameless Flood Dragon was taking advantage of it, yet it refused to resort to trickery and kept its attacks direct.
Yang Xiao could only shake his head as he watched.
'If this Golden-winged Hairy Roc's strength wasn't a notch above that scoundrel Little Purple's, it probably would have lost long ago. In a fight, not knowing how to adapt is a huge disadvantage.'
Yang Xiao's own Combat Technique,
was actually also quite direct.
But being direct, fierce, and explosive didn't mean he was inflexible.
Meeting strength with strength was the supreme Technique for courageous advancement.
But one had to consider the opponent.
Against a shameless foe like the Purple-scaled Blood Horned Flood Dragon, if Yang Xiao were in the same situation, he would have conserved his energy and waited for an opening rather than attacking proactively.
He wouldn't have ceded complete control of the battle's pace to his foe.
'These two behemoths won't settle this anytime soon. I might as well go take a look and see how many ripe Desolate Divine Fruits are on the Desolate Divine Fruit Tree in the Inheritance Valley this time.'
With this thought,
Yang Xiao stopped watching the two behemoths fight.
With a flash,
he appeared just outside the valley.
The first thing he saw
was the dazzlingly golden Desolate Divine Fruit Tree.
'One, two, three... ten. There are ten Desolate Divine Fruits! Plus the ones I'll get from clearing the trials later... haha, this should be enough!'
Yang Xiao was overjoyed.
He knew that the further he went, the more difficult comprehending the Time Secret Pattern would become.
It would require a great deal of time for contemplation.
However, time was what he lacked the most.
Therefore, he would inevitably need a large number of Desolate Divine Fruits.
Naturally, he was happy to see that he was about to get his hands on another ten Desolate Divine Fruits.
However, before he could fully reveal his delight,
a furious roar
sounded from behind him.
WHOOSH!
The Golden-winged Hairy Roc was actually pouncing toward Yang Xiao.
When he turned, he saw
that the distant Purple-scaled Blood Horned Flood Dragon made no move to stop it.
Its large eyes were filled with mockery.
'That damn creature is doing this on purpose.'
Yang Xiao's expression changed.
He knew that this creature had wanted him to help suppress this Hairy Roc from the very beginning.
Because in a direct fight,
it simply couldn't win.
But he had wanted to gauge the strength of these two creatures earlier,
so he hadn't intervened,
wanting them to fight a bit longer.
But he never expected
that this would infuriate the proud Golden-winged Hairy Roc, and that the Purple-scaled Blood Horned Flood Dragon—knowing full well he possessed the Heaven-Fighting Divine Palace—wouldn't mount any real defense.
It had simply let it charge over.
Its goal was to make him use the Heaven-Fighting Divine Palace,
to suppress this Hairy Roc, just as he had suppressed it.
However, knowing was one thing;
right now, Yang Xiao had no choice but to do just that.
Otherwise,
if that Golden-winged Hairy Roc's claw came down, wouldn't he be torn to shreds?
'I'll deal with you properly later!'
Yang Xiao viciously sent this thought through the Master-Servant Slave Seal.
Instantly, the Purple-scaled Blood Horned Flood Dragon, which had been feeling quite smug and thrilled at the prospect of seeing its old rival, the Golden-winged Hairy Roc, in peril, froze.
But now, it lay on the ground like a boneless little snake.
Full of regret.
'Why did I get carried away by a momentary whim?'
'I forgot this master isn't someone to be trifled with or manipulated.'
Unfortunately, it was too late now.
After Yang Xiao sent the mental message, the space between his brows flashed.
A dazzlingly golden palace flew out in an instant.
The moment it flew out,
the entire ten-li radius fell under the might of the Heaven-Fighting Divine Palace, as if a True God had descended.
The Golden-winged Hairy Roc was merely a Tier Six Barbaric Beast King. Though its strength was infinitely close to the Great Divine Power Realm, even if it were at the Peak of Great Divine Power Realm, or even a Demigod,
faced with the pressure of a True God,
its body felt as if it were carrying a hundred thousand great mountains.
With a THUD,
it fell to the ground.
Then, it could only watch helplessly as the ever-expanding Heaven-Fighting Divine Palace suppressed it.
It grew smaller and smaller,
until finally,
it had been reduced to a stupid bird the size of an ordinary eagle.
"Master, your palace is truly formidable! This humble one is thoroughly convinced."
To make up for its mistake, the Purple-scaled Blood Horned Flood Dragon slithered over with a fawning expression.
Its body was petite, only about a meter long, and it looked cute and adorable.
Unfortunately,
Yang Xiao wasn't falling for it.
He shot it a cold glance and said nothing.
The Golden-winged Hairy Roc, however, looked stunned.
It stared at the Purple-scaled Blood Horned Flood Dragon and cried out in disbelief, "You actually acknowledged a human as your master?"
"What? A problem with that? My master is wise and powerful, destined to become the lord of the Northern Wilderness Sword Mansion! I'm just pledging my loyalty early to secure a position. Understand? Forget it. With your intelligence, you wouldn't get it even if I explained!"
"How could I not understand? You claim this human can become the lord of the Sword Mansion? Bah! A mere Martial Artist who hasn't even reached the True Intent Stage, worthy of becoming the lord of the Sword Mansion? I bet he just beat you into submission and forced you to serve him, didn't he?"
The Golden-winged Hairy Roc saw right through the creature's true nature and called it out.
The Purple-scaled Blood Horned Flood Dragon's expression changed. "Hmph, and so what if I was? I'd advise you to do the same—obediently submit to my master. Better that than getting yourself killed by him in a few moments."
As it spoke, the Purple-scaled Blood Horned Flood Dragon started to look smug again.
It thought itself incredibly clever.
But a trace of hesitation flickered in the Golden-winged Hairy Roc's eyes.
However, that hesitation vanished just as quickly.
It snorted coldly. "I am a descendant of the great Golden-winged Roc, a Venerable Divine Beast! How could I debase myself and acknowledge a mere human as my master, like you?"
Then, it stared straight at Yang Xiao. "Human, I don't know where you obtained this Divine Artifact, but you had best release me obediently. Otherwise, you will regret it."
"Regret?"
Yang Xiao smiled faintly.
Although he admired the Golden-winged Hairy Roc's backbone, he was very disappointed in its intelligence.
In comparison, while the Purple-scaled Blood Horned Flood Dragon was too weak-willed, it at least knew how to weigh its options.
If it had a bit more integrity,
it might even be worth nurturing.
But this one right here...
was a lost cause.
You can't nurture intelligence.
"Of course. If you dare to kill me, it won't be long before someone comes for revenge. Release me, leave this valley, and I can let this matter go. Otherwise..."
Before it could finish speaking,
Yang Xiao, already out of patience, waved his hand.
The Heaven-Fighting Divine Palace descended.
Instantly, the Golden-winged Hairy Roc's body exploded, and it was obliterated on the spot.
And at that exact moment,
On the third layer,
Outside the valley of the Nine-Layered Inheritance Tower,
a pair of brilliant golden eyes suddenly lit up.
Immediately after, a heaven-storming aura
shook the entire third layer of the Sword Mansion.
"You dare kill my brother?! I will have your life!"
「In that instant.」
Even the valley where the Inheritance Tower stood trembled.
This caused Xue Yi, who was guarding the outside, to frown.
And throughout the entire third layer, whether near or far, all the Barbaric Beast Kings prostrated themselves on the ground.
Because their King.
Was enraged.