Peerless God Emperor

Everyone looked up to the sky and saw the Saint Roc that was bathed in light staring straight ahead with its incomparably sharp eyes. It emitted a sense of arrogance, as if it wanted to conquer the golden drum.    

With a violent shake of his wings, the Radiant Saint Roc disappeared from where he stood in the blink of an eye. His golden wings were like two sharp blades that seemed to be able to destroy everything they touched. Wherever they passed, space was torn apart, turning into nothingness.    

"Sssii …" When the wings and the golden screen clashed, there was a strange sound of friction in the air, as though it was unable to split apart. However, a sharp glint of light flashed in the eyes of the Holy Roc, as the Qi on its body increased again, and its body seemed to become even larger.    

Sensing the pressure descending from above, the hearts of many people trembled, their eyes revealed traces of fear and shock. Was this the might of the bloodline of a descendant of the Great Light of Roc Clan?    

As expected, he was extraordinarily powerful.    

The only bloodline that could compete with it was probably the Golden Winged Great Roc Clan.    

Yue Hongxuan's eyes flashed, the golden screen started to tremble violently, as though it was unable to resist the corrosive power of the Roc, and was about to break.    

Accompanied by a loud sound, the golden screen was destroyed. A humming sound could be heard as the Holy Roc's body crossed the vast void, appearing in front of the golden drum.    

Immediately, a majestic force circulated on the surface of the drum, as if it was fighting against the golden light. At this moment, the drum surface trembled violently, as if it was fighting desperately, and did not directly shatter like before.    

Since ancient times, the nine echoes had always been the pinnacle. Naturally, it was not something an ordinary person could produce.    

The eyes of the Radiant Saint Roc were extremely sharp, as if it was a sharp sword. It spoke in a human voice, "The Heavens can't defy my will, much less a mere broken drum!"    

When the crowd heard this, their hearts twitched, this golden drum just now almost took away the life of the simian field, but Shang Yang actually called it a broken drum, and his tone was even more disdainful, as if he did not put it in his eyes at all.    

This difference was too huge!    

simian field's face was also somewhat ugly, but she quickly recovered from it. What kind of person was Shang Yang?    

It was reasonable that he could not compare to the Roc Domain. After all, he was not the most talented person in the golden huge ape race, and there were still people stronger than him.    

Under the violent attacks, the golden drum's power was finally unable to endure any longer. The drum suddenly shattered and a loud sound echoed throughout Endless Space!    

golden drum, nine echoes!    

This was the fourth time Shang Yang had attacked since he arrived at Donghua City.    

The second time, Liu Shi had been disrespectful to him, and he took the initiative to teach him a lesson; the third time, on the hundred Battle stage, in a single day, he broke the record of no one obtaining a win in a hundred years.    

But the fourth time, he had struck the golden drum and caused it to continuously emit nine echoes.    

At this time, many people were looking at Shang Yang with eyes of reverence, as though they were looking at a god. Although Shang Yang was of the same generation as them, and even had a cultivation realm that was not too far from theirs, there was still a huge gap between them in terms of strength.    

The ninth sound slowly faded, but Shang Yang did not return to his human form. His sharp eyes stared at the golden drum which had completely recovered, only that there were no longer any golden screen protecting it.    

This meant that after the ninth echo, everything returned to how it was before. There was no tenth echo at all.    

"Is that so?" Shang Yang's eyes could not help but reveal a look of disappointment. He thought that no one would be able to produce nine echoes according to what viewing the old said, because they did not have the ability to. However, until now, he realized that the tenth echo did not exist.    

Many people revealed an expression of understanding. They had finally understood the true meaning of viewing the old's words.    

Shang Yang indifferently swept the golden drum with his eyes, then returned to his original position.    

"Since ancient times, the great Dao has always been nine, and return to one. The cultivation realm has always been divided into nine stages, and after the nine echoes from the golden drum, it returned to its original state. This is most likely the reason." Yue Hongxuan said, many people could not help but look at him, revealing expressions of surprise, they had actually forgotten about him.    

Before Shang Yang had appeared, he was only the leader of the young generation of the Roc Domain. Furthermore, Yue Hongxuan had killed the emperor several years ago.    

Qing Mu looked at Yue Hongxuan, and his eyes revealed a hint of fighting spirit, as he said: "Yue Hongxuan, I was defeated by you in the past, can we compete again today?"    

Yue Hongxuan looked towards Qing Mu's direction and laughed: "I am grateful to Young Master Cyan Roc for your appreciation, I am willing!"    

There was nothing wrong with Yue Hongxuan's words, but everyone who heard it had a different tone to them. Qing Mu had lost to Yue Hongxuan, and was faintly inferior to Yue Hongxuan in terms of position, but Yue Hongxuan did not call him by his name, but called him Young Master Cyan Roc.    

Yue Hongxuan's meaning seemed to be that it was the so-called Eight Young Masters, but in reality, it was not.    

But even if Yue Hongxuan said it like that, Qing Mu could only endure and could not refute. After all, Yue Hongxuan had always been gentle and humble, causing people to not be able to find any flaws in him, and if he got angry because of the words of the other party, it would instead make him seem narrow-minded and petty.    

"You first or me?" Qing Mu said as he looked at Yue Hongxuan.    

"I'll do as I please." Yue Hongxuan said with a light tone, as if he did not care about the order in which he fought, or perhaps, he did not care about who his opponent was.    

Qin Xuan frowned slightly upon hearing this, this Yue Hongxuan was indeed not an ordinary person, although his words were plain and gentle, but there was nothing he did not exude a sense of pride, as though he was using a high and mighty attitude to talk to others, making others feel that he was being looked down upon and humiliated.    

Qing Mu clenched his fists tightly, his eyes sharp, as though he was about to say something, when he heard a voice: "Wait!"    

With that said, a young man dressed in black walked out. Many people could not help but reveal a strange look in their eyes, this man was the Little Devil Roc of the Nether Demon Peng Clan, You Wujin.    

What was his intention for coming out at this moment?    

"We are all heaven's pride experts from different clans, and we came for the destiny of Heaven's Fault. We should all have the same identity and shine together. If one or two people were to shine, wouldn't that be too boring!"    

You Wujin's profound gaze swept across everyone present, like a gaze from the abyss, and suddenly an invisible Evil' Will rushed into their minds, causing their hearts to tremble, they felt fear, as though they were being affected by the Evil' Will!