In the world of "Covering the Sky," my cultivation technique is not right.

The demons were making a ruckus, and the voice of the woman in green trying to dissuade them was drowned out.

Lu Yao looked around and could even see that the dog Black Emperor was hiding among the crowd, howling incessantly.

Damn it, you bastard, I'll pair you up when we get back! A thousand times!

With the support of the demons, the Golden-Winged Roc King's previously suppressed momentum surged again, and his intense fighting spirit and killing intent were as sharp as knives, cutting into the body of the Holy Son of Yao Guang.

This is the secret realm of the Azure Dragon King, a supreme being of the demon race. It is estimated that even the Holy Son of Yao Guang would not dare to kill him. In this way, he will be the best whetstone for the Golden-Winged Roc King. If he wins this battle, the Roc King's reputation will immediately surpass that of the human race's prodigies in the Eastern Wilderness.

Step on the head of the Holy Son of Yaoguang!

Golden-Winged Roc King may be arrogant and crazy, but he is not stupid. Even though he is regarded as an extremely dangerous person by the demon race, he still has to use his brain when necessary.

The atmosphere in the magnificent palace was extremely tense.

Because of the difference in strength, the initiative has always been in the hands of the Holy Son of Yao Guang, not the Golden-Winged Roc King. As long as the Holy Son of Yao Guang does not refuse to fight, this competition will end without a fight.

But would the Holy Son of Yao Guang give in so easily, under such pressure from the Golden-Winged Roc King?

At the very least, the Azure-Clad Little Flood Dragon King thought it was impossible. Strength was paramount, and one's methods mattered. If the Holy Son of Yao Guang dared not suppress his strength to fight, he would lose all his current honors.

The little dragon king in green immediately transmitted his voice to the little demon beside him: "Quickly go and invite Princess Yan to come, and it would be best if she brought the Chaos Green Lotus with her."

He was genuinely afraid that even Yan Ruyu would be unable to stop the Holy Son of Yaoguang from killing the Golden-Winged Roc King, and that only by relying on the ancient weapon of the Demon Emperor could he stop it.

The Holy Son of Yaoguang is unfathomable!

The little demon nodded, looked around, and finding no one paying attention to him, slowly retreated in small steps, quietly leaving the Little Dragon King's palace, transforming into a stream of light and heading towards Yan Ruyu's bedroom.

"You, do you dare?" The Golden-Winged Roc King raised his eyebrows, his hair danced wildly, and he held the Great Wilderness Halberd upside down in one hand, pointing one finger directly at Lü Yao's brow.

Seeing that Lü Yao remained silent, he assumed that Lü Yao was feeling guilty and became even more arrogant: "It's just a battle between people of the same realm, are you afraid? If not, I'll give you a small realm advantage!"

Black Emperor had secretly slipped back to Ye Fan's side, and was very proud of his actions in instigating the idiots of the demon race.

This way, we can at least witness the strength of this Holy Son of Yao Guang, right? Even just a tenth of it would be enough! Lü Yao gives him a very strange feeling, somewhat similar to the Great Emperor in his youth. Even more fantastical.

Ye Fan glanced sideways and saw the Black Emperor quietly return. He transmitted his voice, saying, "You're finished. Lü Yao holds a grudge."

Just as the Black Emperor was about to reply, he suddenly felt a chill on his body. He saw Lu Yao, who was shining with holy light, reveal one eye and look at him.

Black Emperor immediately sensed that this kid would definitely bring up old grievances later.

But so what!

Then I have to watch this show to the end. Ye Fan didn't follow the script, and it's the same if Lü Yao goes on stage.

Lu Yao turned around, looked at the Golden-Winged Roc King who seemed oblivious to his surroundings and acted like a madman, and laughed.

His voice wasn't loud, but it was as firm as iron, easily suppressing the noise within the palace and echoing in everyone's ears:

"It would be dishonorable to win a battle against you, but since you have spoken so arrogantly, it seems I must teach you a lesson. In that case, I will fight you."

Upon hearing Yao Guang Shengzi's words, the demon race present fell silent, for what was about to happen was a battle between the human race's prodigies and the demon race's prodigies.

It can be said that if the Golden-Winged Roc King, one of the strongest prodigies of the demon race, were to lose, the future of the Eastern Wilderness demon race would be somewhat bleak.

The Golden-Winged Roc King sneered, his words filled with intense confidence: "A hundred moves is the limit. If I cannot defeat you at the same level, I will become your follower!"

Lu Yao shook his head: "You are too weak to be my follower. Only those who are among the top geniuses in the entire universe are worthy to be my followers and fight alongside me on the road to the Emperor."

The 108 divine halos surrounding him slowly dimmed, revealing his true form.

Since he attained enlightenment in Purple Mountain, and incorporated the principles of Yin and Yang into Tai Chi Chuan, and the fundamental principles of Hunyuan Holy Light Technique into Tai Chi Chuan, he has actually stopped liking to use Holy Light Technique.

The 108 divine rings are merely a means of proving one's identity.

Tai Chi Chuan is not just a martial art; it can be represented by diagrams, palm strikes, or objects, changing at will, and has completely transformed into a divine art of Yin and Yang. Perhaps we can think of another name for it in the future.

Lu Yao looked at the Golden-Winged Roc King and said, "I have heard that your Heavenly Roc Clan once produced a Demon Saint who inherited a powerful secret technique called the Heavenly Demon Saint-Slaying Technique. Since you have lost, you should give this technique to me."

These words stirred up a huge wave of discussion.

Tu Fei spoke directly: "Saint Lu, you mustn't! You're plotting to seize another race's fundamental divine techniques. This will only lead to you being hunted down by the Tianpeng Clan."

The little dragon king in green robes also advised, "Holy Son, please reconsider. Why not choose another bet? Little Peng King may not be able to make the decision on this bet."

If a former Holy Son of the Yao Guang Holy Land had dared to gamble with someone using the Hunyuan Holy Light Technique and lost, the outcome would undoubtedly have been that he would have been stripped of his Holy Son status, and whether his cultivation would be ruined would also be questionable.

Moreover, they will send all the elders and disciples of the Holy Land to hunt down anyone who obtains the Primordial Holy Light Technique.

Ye Fan had learned the Ji family's Great Void Technique and knew how much these powerful forces valued their fundamental secret techniques, and had also suffered greatly because of it. Therefore, he advised, "Old Lü, why don't you consider changing? What if you offend the Old Peng King..."

Lu Yao knew they meant well, but he had his own considerations. If the Golden-Winged Roc King couldn't make the decision, then there was still the Old Roc King, wasn't there?

Lu Yao looked at the Great Wilderness Halberd, his primordial spirit between his brows trembled slightly, and he could sense that there was a powerful divine thought beneath its seal.

"You're so confident in yourself, are you going to take this bet or not?" Lü Yao asked.

A sharp glint flashed in the eyes of the Golden-Winged Roc King, but he hesitated for a moment, remembering how stern the old Roc King had been to him.

But then, considering his own strength, he resolutely said, "I'll take it. What wouldn't I dare? I just don't know what you'll lose to me if you lose?"

Lu Yao said directly, "Naturally, I am equal to you. I will wager the Holy Light Technique."

Golden-Winged Roc King gritted his teeth and said, "Then let's fight!"

Then, with golden hair hanging upside down, eyes like knives, and robes fluttering, a golden phantom of a divine roc appeared behind him, and a cry suddenly rang in the ears of everyone present.

"Wow!"

At this cry, all the demons' blood surged and their eyes saw stars. Only Ye Fan, the little dragon king in green, Tu Fei, and others with decent cultivation were unaffected.

Ye Fan's expression was solemn.

But he wasn't worried about Lü Yao. He knew Lü Yao's strength was a mystery, and even in a battle between equals, it was not something the Golden-Winged Roc King could easily pull off.

He was thinking that the Golden-Winged Roc King had taken a liking to his Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron, and that there would probably be another battle after he left the Azure Dragon King's small world.

At that time, it will be a clash between the ancient, desolate body and the Heavenly Roc demon body.

Therefore, Ye Fan focused all his attention on getting a good look at Little Peng King's strength.

"Fight!" The Golden-Winged Roc King, wielding the Great Wilderness Halberd, slashed diagonally, unleashing a surge of divine power that caused ripples to appear in the void, and the entire palace began to tremble.

The woman in green cried anxiously, "Go outside and fight! Don't tear down my palace!"

Lu Yao chuckled: "Little Flood Dragon King, don't worry."

After saying that, he took a step forward, and his figure disappeared into the palace.

Golden-Winged Roc King sneered, then transformed into a streak of light and followed him out.

The others followed suit and went out.

Chapter 115 Golden Roc of Furnace Town

The Azure Dragon King's secret realm was created by a sage. A divine pearl hangs at the highest point in the sky, surging with raging flames that spread warmth throughout the entire realm.

Within the Azure Dragon King's secret realm, the mountains are verdant and the waters are clear, filled with the essence of heaven and earth, and a divine city sits at the very center of the realm.

This is a demon city built by the followers of the Azure Dragon King, and it is filled with powerful demons of various races.

Above the demon city, that arrogant figure tore through the sky like a golden meteor, and at the same time, a voice that resounded throughout the heavens and earth reached the ears of everyone in the demon city:

"Holy Son of Yao Guang, let us fight this battle!"

Many demons raised their heads and looked up at the sky. The golden light disappeared and transformed into an arrogant and domineering young man holding a black halberd.

Someone recognized the man and exclaimed, "He's the Golden-Winged Roc King, the prodigy of my demon race! Is he fighting someone?"

"He is fighting against the Holy Son of Yao Guang!"

"It is the Holy Son of Yao Guang, the top genius of the Eastern Wilderness human race!"

Someone heard the name that Xiao Peng Wang had just called out.

“You’re here—” The Golden-Winged Roc King’s eyes gleamed as he surveyed the boundless clouds. Suddenly, his gaze settled on a particular cloud.

Holding a halberd in his left hand, he transformed his right hand into a roc claw as large as a mountain, reaching out to grab the clouds.

This was not a casual strike; it was his true demonic body. Ordinary cultivators would be severely damaged even if they were only grazed by it.

Moreover, he intended to seize the entire cloud and the people hiding within it in his claws and crush them into pieces.

"boom!"

Before the roc's claws even arrived, boundless crimson light suddenly burst forth from the clouds, accompanied by vast expanses of flame.

In an instant, the entire sky turned crimson, transforming into a beautiful and dreamlike fiery cloud.

The flames licked the sky, and even though they were still far from the demon city, everyone felt as if their bodies and consciousness were about to burst into flames.

The Golden-Winged Roc King's giant golden claws touched the crimson flames, and he truly felt the terror of the flames. His expression changed, and he immediately tried to withdraw his giant claws.

Unexpectedly, the flames, like maggots clinging to his bones, instantly spread up his roc claws and headed towards his torso.

"Suppress!" The Great Wilderness Halberd in the Golden-Winged Roc King's hand gleamed with demonic light, and his aura suddenly expanded by several times. A beam of dark divine light struck the flames, and it took several breaths to suppress and extinguish them.

His face was grim, because he had broken one layer of the seal on the Great Wilderness Halberd, and this was just a flame that the other party had casually released.

From the top of the clouds, a figure finally appeared before everyone's eyes.

The man was shrouded in crimson divine light, obscuring his face. He wore a magnificent crimson imperial robe and held an ancient-looking furnace in his hand.

The furnace was entirely crimson red, sparkling and dazzling, and strangely extraordinary, with the occasional cry of a phoenix.

When the Golden-Winged Roc King saw the crimson figure, his face turned ugly: "You actually dare to fight me as a deity of the Dao Palace? You look down on me!"

However, the Dao Palace deity opposite him ignored him, and the divine furnace in his hand flew out, turning into flames that dissipated into the sky.

The demon cultivators were completely bewildered. What was this cultivator, who seemed to be the Holy Son of Yao Guang, doing? Why was he throwing his weapon, which turned into streaks of flame?

But the Golden-Winged Roc King's expression changed, his golden hair became wild, and golden Dao patterns appeared under his feet. Without a sound, he sped backward for thousands of miles.

However, what happened next caused the expressions of the spectators to change drastically.

Tu Fei stared at the Dao Palace deities in the sky, utterly bewildered. He couldn't possibly understand what had just happened: "Who was that figure in the crimson light? Where did Saint Lu go? Why did Little Peng King suddenly unleash the Heavenly Peng Speed?"

Three questions in a row voiced the doubts in the minds of all the demons.

Black King Dog's face was solemn as he gazed at the fiery clouds filling the sky. He explained to Tu Fei, "That crimson ball of light is a deity that Lü Yao cultivated in the Dao Palace Secret Realm, corresponding to the Divine Treasury of the Heart."