Jin Du staggered backwards once again, coughing up blood with every retreat, until he had finally stumbled nineteen steps back, barely coming to a halt.

This time, his face was deathly pale, his entire body trembling.

Glaring at Ye Tian, his breath was reduced to the wild panting of a beast!

In disbelief! Unbelieving even in death!

His Death Flame Slash, easily intercepted?

No, effortlessly crushed????

How was this possible?

In Jin Du’s view, any being below the Emperor Martial Realm would typically be slain instantly by his Death Flame Slash.

Yet before him...

Jin Du considered his own mental state to be exceptionally strong, impervious, but now it was somewhat crumbling.

An invincible spirit cultivated over tens of thousands of years, now shattered.

"......"

Below, the once-bright Desolate City was nearly a silent grave, with millions of Beast Clan members fainting in terror!

Even within the Peng Residence, many of the Ancient Golden Peng Clan had passed out.

"No! No!! No!!! Impossible!"

Jin Jiu Cang lost composure, vehemently shook his head, teeth grinding as his entire aura fluctuated violently, like a gambler who had lost everything, even the elderly eyes were tinged with red veins.

"You’ve barely thrown out two moves, quite boring, I thought you had some strength, but..."

Ye Tian spoke, looking at Jin Du, casually dismissing him, then gazed at Jin Du with a renewed hint of anticipation: "Why not, let’s not waste time, show your Ancient Golden Peng form quickly, or else, with my next move, you won’t even leave any remains."

Ye Tian spoke earnestly.

But such sincerity carried an overpowering arrogance!

Jin Du’s breath halted, his entire aura was visibly out of control, edging towards chaos!

He is Jin Du.

He is the Ancient Eternal Body Jin Du.

Unbeatable!

Unbeatable!!!

He stared at Ye Tian intensely, murderous intent manifesting almost tangibly to the point of distortion: "Human, you can never fathom the invincibility of the Ancient Golden Peng form combined with the Ancient Eternal Body, expecting to see my true form in battle will undoubtedly become your most regrettable decision in this brief lifetime." 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Jin Du’s voice was hoarse.

Somewhat eerie.

Like ghosts and wolves wailing.

His presence began to swell, human flesh starting to expand limitlessly.

He seemed to transform from a mere pebble into a colossal mountain!

"Boom boom boom boom..."

The terrifying heartbeat echoed like the sound of Divine Thunder, pulsating from Jin Du, who was transforming into his true form, the sound of his heartbeat resonating.

Meanwhile.

Ye Tian showed no sign of agitation, not rushing or interrupting Jin Du’s transformation into his true form, and as everyone watched Jin Du undergo this metamorphosis, Ye Tian glanced at Jin Suyi with interest: "You must be the second card of the Ancient Golden Peng Clan? Waiting to intervene after Jin Du’s demise? I feel solo challenges are quite troublesome, why don’t you join Jin Du together, perhaps that might make it somewhat interesting."

Ye Tian spoke seriously, wielding the Dragon Prison Sword, with a friendly smile as bright as sunshine, exuding absolute confidence.

Ye Tian genuinely thought Jin Du too weak.

Presumptuous!!!

Unlimited presumption...

Even Jin Suyi, who hadn’t felt any emotional fluctuation in many, many years, suddenly felt a flicker of annoyance within.

Jin Du, furthermore, was provoked beyond composure, finally completing the transformation into his true form.

The visual impact was extraordinarily shocking.

Golden splendor rained down, like golden raindrops falling from the heavens, engulfing Heaven and Earth, a heavy ancient and ethereal presence seemed to completely merge with the air particles, no need to breathe, yet this heavy ancient and ethereal aura forcibly permeated blood and soul.

Yet the most astonishing was the sheer size of Jin Du’s true form, extending over 5000 zhang!!!

Impossible to see the end.

So abruptly occupying the space above, the entire world seemed unable to contain this towering Ancient Golden Peng.

There were a myriad of Eternal Runes, like wandering Elves or ancient spells, even resembling prehistoric scripts, clearly encircling Jin Du’s true form, each rune appearing to be intricately linked, constructing an aura of unmatched, invincible defense.

At this moment, the unabashed release of the Ancient Golden Peng bloodline’s pressure resulted in the Desolate City below, 99.999 percent of the Beast Clan members now left bowing reverently, with a deep sense of awe, devoid of any other thoughts, and should Jin Du demand their suicide, this 99.999 percent would comply, showcasing the immense benefit of the terrifying bloodline pressure.

"The Eternal Body and Golden Peng Body have apparently merged to about 70 percent."

Jin Jiu Cang muttered to himself, eyes filled with surprise and anticipation despite being normally old, gloomy, filled with bloodlust and a trace of dread.

Whether Eternal Body or Golden Peng Body, both are the absolute top-tier constitutions that merging together is indeed a once in a billion years occurrence, let alone a 70 percent fusion?

Good!

Very good!

"Die!!!" The next moment, Jin Du’s explosive voice, akin to countless nuclear explosions tearing through the endless heights.

The sound too concussive.

And within that sound, unmistakably bearing the Ancient Golden Peng Clan’s bloodline pressure, further compounded by the innate voice Divine Skills of the Ancient Golden Peng Clan.

So much so, this one roar caused the space above the Desolate City to begin collapsing madly, as if encountering a once-in-a-billion-years spatial earthquake...

And amidst that roar, Jin Du raised his claw, striking towards Ye Tian.

Terribly intimidating. Felt as though a golden gleam, like flowing solar liquid, slashed through both vision and soul, unparalleled!

Originally, one of the strongest aspects of the Ancient Golden Peng Clan was the Golden Peng Claw.

Moreover, Jin Du had specifically refined his claw countless times with Ancient Eternal True Qi?

That single golden claw alone was comparable to a Low Grade Taoist device, incredibly strong beyond imagination.

As the claw mark rippled towards Ye Tian, evidently, even Wuming Mountain began to tremble, shuddering...

Even Wuming Mountain was disturbed, needless to say.

"The claw’s quite fascinating, I’ve taken interest in it."

In a flash, Ye Tian suddenly spoke, grinned, raising the Dragon Prison Sword, with a swift slash.

A single sword stroke.

Then, withdrawing the sword.

......