Chapter 1123: Golden Cicada Protection Body

"Golden Cicada Body Protection!"

In a desperate move, Gu Fengce decisively wrapped the mysterious artifact, which had just been bathed in light, around himself. This artifact, in fact, was a high-grade magic treasure forged from the physical body of the Golden Cicada Emperor. It integrated both offense and defense and possessed the ability to completely block external perception. Unless an existence transcending limits, like Xu Yang, was encountered, no one could clearly see the darkness it concealed. This time, his use of the artifact as a protective divine tool truly made the onlookers' eyes widen in surprise.

"Now we can rest easy," sneered the Dark Heavenly King. "I know Gu Fengce's treasure well; it's incredibly hard and that foolish fat man won't be able to shatter it."

"Exactly, he's just a dog. No matter how agitated, he can only jump over a fence; he can't stir up any real waves. Everyone can rest assured." As the Slaughter Heavenly King finished speaking, Goulaglas leaped high, showing not the slightest hint of hesitation, and charged directly towards the exquisite golden shield below.

"Break!" Goulaglas roared, his left arm rapidly turning to steel in a mere instant. This transformation, however, was now so expertly controlled by the Glorious Dragon Rider Squad members that no one could detect the power of the Demonic Dragon's blood within them unless they chose to reveal it.

Boom! With a single, devastating punch, the enormous Golden Cicada artifact instantly disintegrated, pulverised into a heap of fragments by Goulaglas.

"Pfft!" Gu Fengce never in his wildest dreams imagined encountering such a terrifying opponent as Goulaglas in this battle. His personal divine artifact was shattered, and his very essence was severely wounded.

"Madman! This guy is a complete madman!" Everyone was dumbfounded. Nobody, except for the Glorious Dragon Rider Squad and their leader Xu Yang, could have possibly conceived of such a scene.

"Who are you, exactly? Where does this power come from? No one below the Purple-tier peak can shatter my artifact with sheer physical strength!" Goulaglas burst out laughing. "When you annihilated the Pegasus Legion, you should have anticipated an end like this. Buddy, accept the judgment you deserve!"

As he finished speaking, Goulaglas lunged forward again, grabbed his opponent by the collar, and lifted him into the air.

"Now, this is your last chance to speak. Cherish it." Despair began to coalesce in Gu Fengce's eyes. He dared not doubt for a second whether the other party was bluffing him. He could feel Goulaglas's pupils, brimming with a desire for judgment, as if they would completely devour him. A suffocating, unprecedented fear gripped him, yet he was utterly powerless!

"Please, spare me!" Gu Fengce finally yielded, his spiritual resolve crumbling as his true nature emerged. He humbly pleaded for mercy from Goulaglas.

Unfortunately, Goulaglas had no intention of sparing him; he was determined to exact revenge for the members of the Pegasus Legion who had fallen by Gu Fengce's hand. With a crisp "Crunch!" Goulaglas unhesitatingly crushed Gu Fengce to dust. As Gu Fengce's aura completely dissipated into the void, the five disciples who had been attached to him all fell to their knees, frantically kowtowing and begging for their lives. However, Goulaglas, especially after drinking, was never indecisive or soft-hearted. Allowing these individuals to live would only pose a fatal threat to himself and the Glorious Legion; they had to be completely eradicated!

Boom! Another violent explosion erupted as Goulaglas utterly crushed these individuals, decisively ending the first phase of the confrontation with Gu Feng's Legion.

"My heavens, that fatty is terrifying, isn't he? He single-handedly wiped out Gu Feng's Legion, which had just been victorious?""Indeed, and he did it with absolute dominance. The Imperial Soul just lost one of its cronies; I doubt it can stay put for long."

As expected, with a top-tier powerhouse like Goulaglas joining the fight, no other minor legions dared to throw themselves to their deaths. The intensity of the conflict immediately escalated to its zenith.

"Tell me, who gave you the right to be so presumptuous?" Suddenly, an incredibly chilling aura appeared behind Goulaglas—or, more precisely, whispered into his ear—causing him to instinctively shiver. He whirled around only to be met by a heavy kick that struck his body, sending him soaring hundreds of meters away.

Fortunately, he had been practicing body-hardening techniques for some time, so the kick only left him looking a bit disheveled and caused no actual physical harm. Naturally, in such a fleeting moment, Goulaglas had no time to unleash his Demonic Dragon bloodline for resistance; he simply chose to absorb the surprise attack with his raw physical strength.

"I absolutely despise pretentious, mysterious types like you. You're that damned Slaughter Heavenly King among the so-called Heavenly Kings, aren't you? You were the one who just annihilated the leader of the Pegasus Legion. I've already dealt with Gu Fengce; now it's your turn."

As one of the Eight Heavenly Kings and undoubtedly one of the most prominent figures in the Western Cultivation World of Yingzhou Continent, the opponent was naturally not intimidated by these words. "Honestly," he scoffed, "too many people want my life. Who do you think you are?"

Goulaglas's short temper finally erupted: "I'm your damn grandpa!"

The two immediately began to exchange blows without further ado. In a flash, Goulaglas, instead of drinking, directly hurled the massive wine barrel in front of him. Because a considerable amount of alcohol was still stored inside, a violent impact caused it to unleash a fiery force, instantly shattering the huge barrel and sending the Slaughter Heavenly King flying over a thousand meters away. This strike caught his opponent completely by surprise; even Goulaglas himself hadn't anticipated such terrifying explosive power.

Nevertheless, it happened: the Slaughter Heavenly King's arrogant stance was utterly suppressed by Goulaglas's sudden, seemingly chaotic maneuver.

"Hahaha! As expected of someone I, Xu Yang, trained. I'm truly satisfied with that move from Goulaglas!" Seeing this, Leader Xu Yang couldn't help but nod repeatedly and clap his hands, while the rest of the Dragon Rider Squad cheered wildly, dancing with unbridled excitement.

"Eight Heavenly Kings, my ass! In my eyes, you're nothing but demons and monsters, each one more useless than the last! Honestly, fighting just you isn't satisfying enough. Why don't all eight of you from the Imperial Soul Legion come at me at once? Let's see if I alone can flatten all eight of you wastes!"