A golden storm surged skyward.
Within the golden light, a pair of azure eyes locked onto An Jing, or rather, onto the "Taibai Immortal Foundation" he had just "conjured from thin air" in his hand!
This was a fierce and divine giant bird, resembling a Golden Winged Great Peng but with an even more violent aura. Its blood Qi soared to the sky, and its entire body was covered with wings as brilliant as the Golden Sun, each feather burning fiercely yet solidified on its surface.
Clearly the predator of this domain, its wingspan extended nearly a hundred zhang, and amidst the rising golden light, mysterious Daoist patterns of heaven and earth flowed.
Before its call had faded, the giant Peng suddenly vanished—it swooped with a speed akin to light, the mysterious runes on its wings rotating, forming a special Great Void mbrane as if resonating with the surrounding spaceti. This was not a physical wing beat but a montum exchange with the world’s structure itself!
Involving the Great Void, this was equivalent to an attack by a Divine Repository True Man’s divine skill, yet for this peculiar giant Peng, it was rely an ordinary hunt, though incredibly swift. An ordinary divine repository encountering this would be bloodied, possibly even fall!
However, this swift assault, enough to kill an ordinary True Person in seconds, gradually ca to a halt in its charge toward An Jing.
The Peng’s eyes, as blue as glass and originally fierce, now revealed fear.
——It couldn’t fly!
Before the Peng flapped its wings, An Jing seed to have noticed sothing. He turned his head to look at the Peng.
Under his gaze, the swift golden light, upon approaching within three thousand zhang of An Jing, slowed rapidly as if a fish entrapped in tar after swimming through water. Its speed decreased from near light speed to an abrupt halt.
Ultimately, still a hundred zhang away from An Jing, the giant Peng ca to a complete standstill, suspended in mid-air, unable to move!
[Master of Heavenly Four Seasons]
An Jing’s law domain enabled him to govern relative ti flow and space around him—spring, sumr, autumn, and winter, ti turning with a thought.
For An Jing, who mastered the Pocket World Technique, maintaining the law domain was as simple as projecting the power of his Cave Heaven, like breathing, and the Peng’s light-speed pounce, essentially a manipulation of ti and space, naturally disrupted and subsequently annihilated when nearing An Jing’s domain...
"I said the Zhaolin Realm couldn’t be this tranquil, unless the area I’m in is the ’Beast King’s’ territory."
Deliberately floating in mid-air, An Jing watched from a broader perspective, comprehending the laws of the Zhaolin Realm while awaiting the arrival of the ’Beast King’ attacking him.
In any case, the most familiar with this world are its original inhabitants; they understand the local conditions better than us outsiders, whatever changes occur in the Zhaolin Realm.
As long as he could capture a Beast King as a mount, An Jing believed, his journey in the Zhaolin Realm would be greatly aided.
"Pretty fast, Golden Winged Great Peng, worthy of ’divine speed’...Can you understand ?"
In mid-air, An Jing stepped toward the Peng, speaking calmly, "If you understand, then serve as my mount. If you don’t..."
"Screech?!"
The Peng let out a piercing, terrified shriek. In the instant An Jing spoke, it sensed a profound, bone-chilling, extre killing intent.
It was a thread of An Jing’s instinctual release during conversation, though just illusory and not yet realized in the physical world, yet it filled the Peng with an unprecedented sense of life and death crisis!
Buzz buzz buzz!
Accompanied by a low hum, the Peng’s feathers bristled and erupted, shooting out!
The myriad fiery feathers transford into pure and dazzling light streams, not physical but condensed Spiritual Fiend—a true light beam, hence unaffected by the flow of ti, maintaining light speed within An Jing’s paused spaceti domain.
The light streams were dense as rain, each carrying the terrifying power to pierce the Great Void.
But as if anticipating the Peng’s resistance, An Jing was prepared before the light erged.
He raised his hand.
Buzz——
A phantom layer of Taibai Battle Armor appeared on An Jing’s arm, the two rged and overlapped, then opened to gently grasp the oncoming light rain.
It was not ’catching the light’ but seizing and twisting ’space’ itself!
The law domain spaceti ahead twisted violently like a bedsheet wrung dry, centered on An Jing’s palm. All incoming light streams, regardless of their angle, followed the warped space, ultimately converging at a single point in his palm.
All light streams and Spiritual Fiend were forcibly compressed within. Instantly, the pervasive light rain vanished.
Within An Jing’s palm appeared a fist-sized sphere, shedding continuous golden light.
Light, at that mont, seed sealed within solidified amber.
"Still not perfect."
An Jing raised the frequently flickering light sphere to observe, frowning slightly, evidently dissatisfied, "If my grasp of my law domain were more precise and intricate, I should ensure all light circulates within the warped spaceti without leaking."
"In that case, it wouldn’t be golden light amber, but a ’black stone’."
"Screech...chirp..."
Seeing this, the Peng was utterly lost, its calls transitioning from fierce and vicious to almost gentle bird calls, completely abandoning any intent to attack An Jing.
Though the opponent held sothing intriguing, even ’tasty’, it was clear it couldn’t afford to provoke this existence!
Escape! Must escape!
The Peng no longer attempted to attack, channeling all its last reserve of strength, its body bursting forth with unprecedented brilliance.
This ti, the Golden Winged Great Peng went all out, even overburdening its powers, using ’gold’ to condense, ’yang’ to flee, to transform its existence into a beam of light to escape!
[Extre Yang Golden Light]
Extre minuteness and smallness, both evasion and a supre divine light attack, the Golden Winged Great Peng’s basic divine skill!
Yet even with its fundantal divine skill, it failed before An Jing.
Because, unbeknownst to when, An Jing’s encompassing law domain had been supplanted by a more majestic, profound power—the forr rely An Jing’s divine skill, the latter the essence of An Jing’s existence.
[Heavenly Punishnt Cave Heaven] enveloped the scene, causing an error in the Peng’s divine skill before it could transform into light, rendering it ineffective!
"Truly wild, Embracing the Void’s kin probably would have conceded earlier."
An Jing nodded in interest but showed no rcy, smiting down with palm upon the attempted escaping Golden Winged Great Peng!
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