Living in the deep palace

Hey! You in the blue shirt!

Jin Peng roared, his voice booming with the sound of metal, making the eardrums of the Demon Lord of Chaos and the others ache.

"Spit out that 'liver-boosting fruit' you just ate!"

"Those are the snacks I ordered!"

"Kneel down and kowtow three times now, and offer up all the divine medicines you have. This young master might consider taking you in as a 'porter' to help me transport these things back to the Lung Gold Realm!"

Faced with this overwhelming ridicule and humiliation.

Su Chen finally slowly raised his head.

The fresh scent of liver-nourishing fruit still lingered in his mouth, and he was playing with a thousand-year-old he shou wu (Polygonum multiflorum) that had just been dug up.

At this moment, he looked at the golden "birdman" in the sky with a strange expression.

It was neither fear nor anger.

Rather, it's the look in one's eyes when seeing fresh ingredients at the farmers' market.

"reptile?"

Su Chen muttered to himself, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Why does this word sound so familiar?"

"The last person who dared to talk to me like that seems to have already been digested into fertilizer by me."

Su Chen patted the dirt off his hands and waved to the golden roc in the sky.

You said you wanted to eat my fruit?

"Perfect timing, I'd like to eat some meat too."

"Your wings look pretty sturdy, are they also a mutation of a 'free-range chicken'?"

“Bold!!!”

Upon hearing the words "free-range chicken," Jin Peng instantly bristled.

For the proud Golden Wing Clan, being compared to inferior poultry was an insult worse than death!

"You're looking for death!!"

"Since your mouth is so foul, this young master will tear it to shreds first!!"

boom! ! !
Jinpeng moved.

His speed was so fast that he was like a golden lightning bolt.

Everyone felt a blur before their eyes and could not catch a glimpse of him at all; they could only hear a shrill sound as if the air was being torn apart.

"So fast!!"

The Demon Lord of Chaos's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously tried to raise the divine pillar to defend himself.

But Jin Peng's target wasn't him at all; it was Su Chen!

"Tianyu·Instant Kill!!"

In mid-air, Jinpeng's figure instantly appeared behind Su Chen. His right wing, sharp as a blade and imbued with the Gengjin Law capable of cleaving through space, slashed fiercely down towards Su Chen's neck!
This strike was swift, accurate, and ruthless!

High Priest Kumu and Saintess Qingluo couldn't help but close their eyes, as if they could already see the bloody scene of Su Chen's head falling to the ground.

Faced with the Golden Wing Clan's incredible speed, ground creatures simply had no time to react!
A cruel grin spread across Jin Peng's face.

"Go to hell and repent, you reptile!!"

however.

Just a moment before those sharp wings were about to touch Su Chen's neck skin.

Time seems to have stood still.

Su Chen didn't turn around, nor did he move his feet even an inch.

He simply and casually flicked the handle backward, as if swatting away a fly.

This slap contained no magical fluctuations.

Only pure physical strength, and... the [Origin Perception] that had already foreseen everything.

Snapped! ! ! !

A slap, so crisp and loud it echoed across the ground, suddenly erupted.

Immediately following was a sickeningly loud cracking sound.

"Crack!"

Jin Peng, who had been charging forward with a ferocious grin on his face, suddenly felt an indescribable force slap him hard across the face.

In that instant, half of his face deformed, and his mouthful of teeth, mixed with golden divine blood, spurted out.

Not only that.

This force carries an irresistible "falling" rule.

Boom——! ! !
Jinpeng's magnificent body, like a meteorite that had been struck down, crashed straight to the ground.

The hard, solid soil of the Hundred Herbs Garden was directly smashed into a human-shaped crater tens of feet deep.

Smoke and dust were everywhere.

The whole place was dead silent.

The Golden Winged warriors in the sky, who were originally preparing to cheer, now had their mouths wide open, like ducks with their necks being choked, unable to utter a sound.

What did they see?
Their young master, who was said to possess "divine speed" and whose clothes even a Great Immortal couldn't touch...

Was it slapped down?

And... it was pulled off before it even touched the other person?
"Is this the speed you're so proud of?"

Su Chen slowly withdrew his hand, even wiping it on his green robe with a look of disgust.

He turned around, walked to the edge of the pit, and looked down at the convulsing figure inside.

"Fancy."

"Faced with absolute prediction, your speed..."

Su Chen lifted his foot and stepped on the Jinpeng's exposed wing, which was still trembling slightly.

"It's a joke."

"Now, tell me."

Who is the crawler?

"Who... is the food?"

……

【Ancient God Ruins, Herb Garden, Edge of Deep Pit】

"Cough cough... Pfft!!"

Deep in the pit, Jinpeng struggled to pull his head out of the soil, spitting out a mouthful of golden blood mixed with mud and sand.

Half of his face was swollen like a pig's head, making his once handsome and arrogant appearance look utterly ridiculous. But more than the physical pain, the mental humiliation drove him mad.

"You...you dare hit me?!"

Jin Peng's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Su Chen above him.

"I am the young master of the Golden Winged Divine Clan! My father is the Lord of Lung Metal! A true fifth-realm expert!!"

"You dare humiliate me? I'll kill you!! I'll tear you to pieces!!"

He struggled violently, trying to spread his wings and fly away.

As long as he could fly into the sky, create distance, and use the long-range Gengjin Storm attack, he was confident that he could kill this freak who only had brute force!

"rise!!"

The Golden Roc roared, and the three pairs of golden wings behind it burst forth with dazzling light, divine runes flowing around it, ready to break through the sky and soar away.

however.

A large foot slammed down mercilessly.

boom! !

Su Chen's kick landed squarely on Jin Peng's back.

"what--!!!"

Jin Peng let out a miserable scream. The divine power he had just gathered was instantly crushed, and he fell back into the mud pit.

"The father of the Fifth Realm?"

Su Chen stepped on his back and even ground it over him, as if he were crushing a cigarette butt.

"Is it about who has the richest father?"

"Unfortunately, this is a sealed ancient god's ruin. No matter how strong your father is, he can't save you now."

"and……"

Su Chen bent down and reached out to grasp the base of the Golden Roc's two largest and most divine wings.

"You just said you were going to cut me into sashimi?"

"Then I'll take off your two arms... oh no, I mean your two wings, is that too much to ask?"

Feeling the cold touch on his back, Jin Peng finally panicked.

"No...you can't..."

"These wings are the very essence of our race! They are formed from divine bones! You cannot touch them!!"

"Let me go!! Jinwei! Save me!! Kill him!!"

Jinpeng screamed shrilly.

In the sky, the hundreds of Golden-Winged Clan warriors finally awoke as if from a dream. "Save our young master!!"

"Kill him!! Chop him into mincemeat!!"

boom! boom! boom!
Hundreds of golden beams swooped down, and countless sharp golden feathers transformed into a rain of arrows, carrying an aura that could tear everything apart, completely covering the area where Su Chen was located.

"Humph! Courting death!"

The Demon Lord of Chaos was furious and was about to swing the divine pillar to meet the enemy.

"Do not care."

Su Chen's voice came softly.

He completely ignored the attacks from the sky, not even raising his head. He simply strained his arms, his muscles bulging, and dark golden divine runes swirling wildly beneath his skin.

"Get down here!!"

Swish——!!!
Accompanied by a tooth-grinding sound of flesh being torn apart, and Jinpeng's deafening scream that echoed through the sky.

Those golden main wings, ten feet long and as hard as divine iron, were actually torn off by Su Chen!
Golden divine blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing all over Su Chen.

And at the same time.

Ding ding ding ding—!
Arrows rained down from the sky, embedding themselves firmly in Su Chen's back.

But then a devastating scene unfolded.

Those arrows, powerful enough to pierce the protective divine light of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, struck Su Chen's back and only produced a series of crisp metallic clangs, scattering sparks.

Not even a scratch!
Some arrows even broke apart due to the immense force of the recoil!

"This...how is this possible?!"

The Golden Winged warriors in the sky were completely dumbfounded.

"That's 'Armor-Piercing Golden Feather'! How come it couldn't even pierce his skin?!"

"What... exactly is his body made of?!"

Su Chen straightened up, holding the pair of huge, still-dripping golden wings in his hands, and turned to look at the sky.

He was covered in blood (mostly from Jinpeng), with several broken arrows still hanging on his back, looking like a Shura war god who had crawled out of hell.

"Is this your attack?"

Su Chen shrugged his shoulders, and the broken arrows clattered to the ground.

"Are you tickling me?"

"Since you all enjoy archery so much..."

Su Chen suddenly swung a huge golden wing in his hand, using it as a javelin.

"Here you go!!"

boom! ! !
Su Chen threw it out suddenly.

The golden wings, carrying Su Chen's terrifying physical strength, transformed into a golden whirlwind of death, howling as they soared into the sky.

Puff puff puff——!!!
There was no time to escape.

More than a dozen Golden Wing Clan warriors who couldn't dodge in time were either cut in half at the waist by the huge wing or smashed into a bloody mist.

"Run!! Run!!"

"This is a monster!! We can't defeat it!!"

The remaining Golden Wing tribesmen were terrified and dared not save anyone. They desperately flapped their wings and fled into the sky.

Su Chen didn't chase after him.

He threw the remaining golden wing to the Demon Lord of Chaos.

"Take it and wash it."

"This meat is firm and formed from divine bones, rich in the essence of metal."

"Make a fire."

Su Chen glanced at the Holy Maiden Qingluo, who was already paralyzed with fear on the ground beside him.

"Go and bring those ancient dead trees from your garden for firewood."

"Pick some more medicinal herbs to remove the fishy smell."

"I want... roasted chicken wings."

At this moment, Saintess Qingluo's face was as pale as paper. Looking at the young master Jinpeng who was lying in the pit, oblivious to his fate, and then at Su Chen's ferocious appearance, she no longer dared to maintain the airs of a saintess.

"Yes...yes! I'll go right away!"

She stumbled and ran towards the herb garden, afraid that if she was even a step too slow, she would be roasted too.

After a while.

Wisps of smoke rose from the Hundred Herbs Garden.

An enticing aroma of meat mixed with the fragrance of divine medicine wafted through the air.

Su Chen sat by the fire, flipping his huge golden wings and occasionally sprinkling a little bit of the poison clan's special spices (which would become excellent seasoning after being detoxified).

The Demon Lord of Chaos and the Corpse Lord stood by, watching eagerly.

The young Golden Roc, whose feathers had been plucked and wings broken, was thrown aside like a dead dog. Smelling the aroma of his roasted wings, he let out a humiliating whimper.

"do not Cry."

Su Chen tore off a piece of golden-brown, juicy roasted meat, stuffed it into his mouth, and squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

"Mmm... crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a chewy, metallic texture."

"This is the best compliment I can give you."

Su Chen swallowed the meat and looked at Jin Peng.

"Now that we've eaten, it's time for us to get going."

“Since your father is the master of lung metal.”

"Then I'd like to trouble you to lead the way."

"I want to see if your dad's wings...are they fatter than yours?"

[Ancient God Ruins - Lung Entrance - Geng Metal Boundary]

After passing through the lush, yet toxic, green jungle of the liver region, the scenery ahead underwent another dramatic transformation.

If the liver is a humid rainforest, then this place is a cold, sharp, and desolate metallic wasteland.

The earth was no longer soil, but a desert made up of countless silvery-white metallic particles.

There are no actual plants.

Those so-called "trees" are actually sharp metal spikes that pierce the sky, their surfaces smooth as mirrors, reflecting a cold light.

The sky was grayish-white, and the air was filled with visible white vapor.

That wasn't ordinary wind.

That is the Qi of Geng Metal.

It is the exchange of airflow that occurs when the ancient god, though dead, is still faintly "breathing".

Every gust of wind is like an invisible flying sword, raging across the heavens and earth.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

As soon as the demon army stepped into this area, a series of dense impact sounds came from their bodies.

Those weaker demon guards had their protective demonic energy instantly blown away, leaving countless fine scratches on their armor. Some unlucky ones even had their skin cut open, the blood drying before it could even flow.

"What a sharp wind!"

The Demon Lord of Chaos raised the divine pillar in front of him, his expression solemn.

"My lord, the rules of suppression here have changed. It's no longer the corrosive power of toxins, but pure physical cutting!"

"If this kind of wind were to penetrate deep into the core area, it could probably even shred the physical body of a Great Luo Golden Immortal!"

Su Chen walked at the front of the group.

He didn't activate any shields, letting the Geng metal wind blow against his body.

The wind blades, powerful enough to cut through gold and jade, grazed his skin, but only made a series of crisp "clanging" sounds, leaving not even a white mark.

After being tempered by his heart's blood and devouring the Golden Wing's essence, Su Chen's physical body is now comparable to a top-grade acquired spiritual treasure!

"Is this the Lung Metal Realm...?"

Su Chen took a deep breath.

The air entering his lungs stung like swallowing razor blades, but for him, it was a different kind of tempering.

"lead the way."

Su Chen kicked Jin Peng, who was leading the way.

At this moment, Jinpeng was no longer as arrogant as before. He had lost his wings and his cultivation had plummeted. Now, he was being led by a Binding Immortal Rope, crawling forward like a dead dog.

"Ahead... ahead is 'Storm Canyon'."

Jin Peng lowered his head, a barely perceptible hint of resentment flashing in his eyes.

"Only by crossing the canyon can we reach the Lung Temple, which is the exit to the next station."

"Storm Canyon?"

Su Chen looked up.

A narrow passage can be seen between two enormous metal mountains ahead.

Inside the passage, a white storm of Geng metal churned like a tsunami, its roar like the cries of a billion swords, deafeningly loud. (End of Chapter)