Jin Jun let out a pig-like scream, his cries echoing throughout the entire Undead City and even beyond the island.
*Crack!*
His wings were broken, twisted like a knot of hemp, bent and twisted at odd angles. The bone fragments that pierced his flesh had even dug into his own body.
*Crack!*
His claws were also broken, bent at a hundred and eighty degrees, almost reaching his own head.
Even his neck was broken, bleeding profusely.
Jin Jun's body was also thoroughly deformed by the compression. His golden feathers lost their luster, and he resembled a drowned chicken. A torrent of blood rained down. The demonic blood was so potent that it corroded some of the cultivators at the Condensing Core realm below, causing them to yelp in pain and flee for their lives. However, cultivators at the Golden Core realm and above rejoiced, desperately scrambling to snatch the precious demonic blood. After all, this was the blood of a top-tier quasi-demon saint, possessing infinite uses for artifact refining, alchemy, and body tempering.
"Save me! Uncle Ke, save me!"
Jin Jun cried out repeatedly, struggling and begging for help.
However, Jin Ke was entangled by the Undead Empress and could not break free. He himself was in grave danger, his body being sliced by the void petals, leaving terrible wounds that even his saintly power could not defend against.
"Damn it!"
Jin Jun roared ferociously. He was indeed a top prodigy of the Golden-Winged Great Peng clan, with rich combat experience. In this critical moment, he decisively shrunk down and transformed into human form. Seizing the moment when Ling Fan's Myriad Laws power loosened, a long sword carved with countless golden feather patterns appeared in his hand. More than seventy golden artifact patterns flashed on the sword, emitting a powerful saint artifact aura that cut through heaven and earth. Under his desperate activation, he managed to break free from Ling Fan's Myriad Laws power confinement and shot away tens of thousands of feet. He stared at Ling Fan with extreme malevolence.
He took out a handful of precious high-grade pills from his storage spiritual artifact and, without hesitation, flung them all into his mouth. Simultaneously, his powerful Golden-Winged Great Peng bloodline roared within him. Under the combined effect of the pills and his bloodline, his terrible injuries rapidly healed.
"Golden Feather Saint Sword, Endless Cutting!"
With this activation, a powerful sharp aura erupted from the golden longsword, enough to make top quasi-saints sweat and change color. This was not like the damaged saint artifact from Wanqi Island; this was a complete saint sword in its peak state.
Under the activation of Jin Jun, a super genius of the Golden-Winged Great Peng clan, it could already unleash a trace of the saint sword's true power. Endless golden sword energy tore through heaven and earth, filling the air with myriad sword shadows, imbued with the sharp killing intent of great destruction and great collapse, aiming to tear Ling Fan to shreds.
However, even such a powerful strike, capable of killing all beings below the Manifestation realm, was gently blocked by Ling Fan's outstretched palm when it crashed before him.
*Boom!*
The terrifying sword energy exploded.
Yet, it could not shake Ling Fan's palm in the slightest.
With a casual grab, Ling Fan even snatched the Golden Feather Saint Sword from him with his bare hands.
"How is this possible!"
Jin Jun's eyes widened in horror, his mind suffering an unprecedented shock. The strength of the person before him completely subverted his understanding.
"You dare to insult her. Do you know who she is to me, you damned cur?"
Ling Fan looked at Jin Jun coldly, his gaze extremely icy.
*Slap!*
With a slap, all of Jin Jun's demonic power defenses and all his defensive spiritual artifacts were shattered. Even half of Jin Jun's head was smashed, like a broken watermelon.
However, to Ling Fan's slight surprise, Jin Jun was not killed by his slap. Even with half his head shattered, he still had a breath of life, and his bloodline roared within him. His broken flesh, muscles, and bones began to regenerate amidst a mysterious glow.
It seemed that Jin Jun's Golden-Winged Great Peng bloodline was richer than expected.
But this was nothing.
He hadn't killed him with one slap because Ling Fan hadn't used much force. Another slap would suffice.
Just as Ling Fan was preparing to increase his strength slightly and smash Jin Jun into powder.
As if sensing the true danger of death, a terrifying pressure suddenly erupted from Jin Jun's body, with vast demonic light blooming.
A fierce and boundless phantom emerged from the saintly imprint deep within Jin Jun's body, and a massive saintly path, like a galaxy, descended.
"Who dares to kill my Golden-Winged Great Peng clan's Saint Son? You shall be destroyed!"
The phantom pressed down with one hand, instantly unleashing a terrifying great palm print, suppressing Ling Fan. With its other hand, it scooped up Jin Jun and Jin Ke, and instantly vanished.
Ling Fan frowned slightly. This phantom was clearly a saint realm mighty figure of the Golden-Winged Great Peng clan, likely an elder of Jin Jun. He had left a trace of saintly power within his body, hidden in his imprint, which could manifest at critical moments of danger to save him.
Ling Fan raised his hand and tore, dispelling the great palm print.
A world-shattering battle concluded.
Outside the Undead Empress's sleeping quarters, peace was restored.
Countless powerhouses of the Undead City all looked at Ling Fan with awe.
"Too strong. Who is this young man? He actually defeated the Saint Son of the demon race."
"Fortunately, he took action. Otherwise, the Undead City would have been bathed in blood and destroyed today."
The toad and the demon horse looked arrogant, proud, and smug.
This was their boss!
Unspeakably awesome.
Chen Xia's beautiful eyes sparkled, as if she were seeing Ling Fan anew.
As for Chen Zhendong, he was dispirited and filled with extreme bitterness.
"Tian Shan Domain, Tian Yun Kingdom, Jiangnan City, Ling Fan, comes to pay respects to the Undead Empress. Xueyi, is that you."
Ling Fan ignored everyone else's gazes and looked towards the Undead Empress's sleeping quarters.
His voice trembled slightly.
This was something that would never happen normally.
It was enough to show the turmoil in Ling Fan's heart at this moment.
"I knew you would come!"
The Undead Empress's sleeping quarters suddenly opened, with endless saintly light surging within, like a fairyland. Countless flying flowers scattered from the void, forming a path of flowers that extended to Ling Fan's feet.
Hearing this voice, Ling Fan smiled with relief, stepped onto the path, and instantly disappeared from everyone's sight. The Undead Empress's sleeping quarters also closed with a bang.
"Heavens!"
Everyone who witnessed this scene, whether they were the powerhouses of the Undead City, the powerhouses from various islands of the Storm Sea who had rushed over upon hearing the news, or the Chen siblings, Chen Zhendong and Chen Xia, erupted in astonishment.
Who was the Undead Empress?
She was a rising star in the Wuzhou and Storm Sea regions, an unparalleled empress who could contend with saints. She was incredibly talented and exceptionally beautiful, her rise as rapid as a shooting star. She had come to the Storm Sea alone, suppressed all factions, and intended to establish an immortal holy city, rivaling the three great holy lands of Wuzhou.
What astonishing talent!
Furthermore, it was said that the Undead Empress was as beautiful as a celestial being, capable of toppling kingdoms. Her beauty was enough to drive any man mad, otherwise, the Saint Son Jin Jun of the demon race, who was from the other side of the Storm Sea, would not have traveled thousands of miles to propose marriage.
What kind of man was worthy of such a woman?
Now, the answer was revealed.
The Undead Empress had actually allowed this gray-haired young man to enter her sleeping quarters!