Chapter 145 The Golden-Winged Roc
"How dare you!"
"Who are you, daring to trespass into the Phoenix Clan's territory!"
Just as Feng Zichen entered the center of the Undying Volcano, a young man dressed in golden robes stepped forward and shouted at him.
"I am Zichen of the Human Clan, here to pay my respects to His Majesty the Ancestral Phoenix." Stopping, Feng Zichen bowed and spoke politely to the young man in golden robes.
"Hmm! You are Zichen of the Human Clan?" The young man in golden robes' eyes lit up upon hearing Feng Zichen's introduction and quickly confirmed.
"That's right, it is I. Do you know me, fellow Daoist?" Frowning, Feng Zichen asked with some doubt, seeing the young man's expression, it seemed he recognized him.
"Haha, very good. I was just thinking of going to the Human Clan to find you, but I didn't expect you to come yourself. It saves me a lot of trouble." Pointing at Feng Zichen, the young man in golden robes laughed loudly.
"I wonder what business you have with me in the Human Clan? I don't seem to know you." Looking at the young man in golden robes, Feng Zichen's tone turned cold. Being pointed at made him somewhat displeased.
However, this person came from the center of the Undying Volcano, so his status in the Phoenix Clan must be quite high. Out of respect for the Ancestral Phoenix, Feng Zichen couldn't very well teach him a lesson.
"Fellow Daoist, I have something to discuss with Her Majesty the Ancestral Phoenix. Please inform her!" Suppressing his dissatisfaction, Feng Zichen said to the golden-robed youth.
"This matter is not urgent. Let me see what you are capable of that has earned such praise from Mother." Shaking his head, Jin Peng said.
"Mother? Praise? What do you mean?" Hearing Jin Peng's words, Feng Zichen was momentarily confused.
"Hey! Take this!"
Just as Feng Zichen was wondering, Jin Peng made his move. He shouted and summoned a raging golden fire, carrying the power to burn the heavens and earth, towards Feng Zichen.
"Hmm? Such powerful flames!" Feng Zichen exclaimed, waving his hand to disperse the flames around him. The sudden increase in temperature around him made him feel a bit scorched, showing the power of the fire.
"You are the Golden-Winged Roc!" At this moment, Feng Zichen immediately recognized who the other party was—the Golden-Winged Roc, born from the phoenix and transformed by yin and yang.
"So what if it's me!"
"Come, come, let me see just how strong you are."
With that, the Golden Roc increased its magical output, and the surrounding golden flames immediately intensified.
"Alright, then I'll show you." Smiling, Feng Zichen pointed to the sky, and instantly, a gale arose, and a torrential downpour began—a true display of great supernatural power, summoning wind and rain.
The wind was no ordinary wind, but the fierce winds of the Nine Heavens; the rain was no ordinary water, but the weak waters of the Nine Heavens. The gale howled past, whipping up the golden flames, while the torrential rain extinguished them.
However, mindful of the Golden Roc's identity, Feng Zichen did not use the power of human destiny, but only his own magical power to fight him. Otherwise, Feng Zichen could have defeated him in a single move.
"Hmph! Playing with the wind? You dare to play with the wind in front of me? You're courting death!" With a disdainful snort, Jinpeng transformed, revealing his true form: the Golden-Winged Roc.
His two wings spread wide, soaring through the air like clouds hanging from the sky, darkening half the heavens. Beneath those wings, the wind and clouds surged and churned ceaselessly.
Whoosh…
Jinpeng spread his wings and flapped them violently. With a howling sound, boundless gales swept in, tearing through the void, terrifying beyond measure. In a single exchange, they shattered the great divine power of summoning wind and rain, heading straight for Feng Zichen.
"What a supernatural power! What a skill!" With a pat on the back, Feng Zichen waved his sleeve, unleashing a surge of immense magical power that reversed the raging wind.
"What kind of supernatural power is this?" Jin Peng, caught off guard, stumbled from his own attack. After regaining his balance, he asked.
"This is called 'Reversing Wind and Fire,' capable of reversing the flow of all supernatural powers. It's a supreme supernatural power of the Xuanmen." Since they were merely sparring and not mortal enemies, Feng Zichen had no reason to hide anything.
"A Xuanmen supernatural power?" Jin Peng nodded slightly, seemingly having memorized it. Then, a dazzling golden light erupted from his body, his golden feathers standing on end, shooting out golden sword beams towards Feng Zichen.
"Boring!" Shaking his head, Feng Zichen found it somewhat tedious. He reached out his right hand to grab Jin Peng, intending to end this pointless fight.
Not to mention, he possessed several powerful supernatural powers that he couldn't use against him. With Jinpeng's mere late-stage Taiyi Golden Immortal strength, how could he possibly be a match for him?
Even without the blessing of human fortune, he was already a half-step Daluo Golden Immortal, about to attain enlightenment—far beyond Jinpeng's reach.
Feng Zichen's right hand was small, a world apart from Jinpeng's size. Yet, with this grab, it seemed as if the entire world was held in his grasp.
Jinpeng's body shrank continuously, flying towards Feng Zichen's hand. It wasn't his body shrinking, but rather the void he was in, being grasped by Feng Zichen.
"Damn it! Innate Yin-Yang Divine Light, break!"
Unable to break free, Jinpeng was enraged, cursing under his breath. He suddenly exerted force, his body radiating black and white divine light, mysterious and unpredictable, shattering the void and escaping from Feng Zichen's grasp.
"Oh! Innate Yin-Yang Divine Light, I underestimated you," Feng Zichen said in surprise upon seeing the black and white divine light.
It makes sense. The Ancestral Phoenix was born so far ahead of schedule; how could it allow Jinpeng to act recklessly and refine the innate Yin and Yang energies into a broken bottle?
"Heh! Can you escape?" With a light laugh, Feng Zichen's five energies surged within him, transforming into the Five Emperors' Great Handprint, continuing to grab at Jinpeng.
The five elements cycle endlessly, encompassing all things in heaven and earth; the Yin and Yang energies circulate ceaselessly, giving rise to all things in heaven and earth.
When the two collided, Feng Zichen's realm was ultimately superior, gaining a slight advantage. The Five Emperors' Great Handprint crushed the innate Yin and Yang divine light, capturing Jinpeng in his hand.
"Don't hurt my brother!" Just then, a handsome young man suddenly appeared, shouting at him.
Feng Zichen subconsciously turned his head to look, only to see five divine lights rising from the young man's body—green, yellow, red, black, and white—swishing towards him.
"Innate Five-Colored Divine Light! You are Kong Xuan!" He only had time to utter these words before Feng Zichen's vision blurred, and he was directly taken away by Kong Xuan.
Caught off guard, he was drawn into the Five Elements World. Feng Zichen wasn't in a hurry; he stood there, surveying his surroundings. At the same time, the innate supreme Yang divine light shone from his body, dispelling the dizziness that had struck.
"This innate five-colored divine light is truly extraordinary." After observing for a while, Feng Zichen discerned the difference between his and Kong Xuan's.
Kong Xuan's innate five-colored divine light was formed from the spiritual energy born when a wisp of primordial chaos differentiated into the Five Elements. Anything within the Five Elements was countered by it.
Therefore, within the Five Elements, this light could cleanse nothing.
(End of Chapter)