Chapter 2035: Having No Choice Because the Opponent Has Gundam

The Demon Clan boasted countless experts, each race possessing unique talents, making it difficult to discern who was superior. However, when it came to movement techniques, two races were widely acknowledged as the fastest.

One was the Golden Crow Streamer of the Golden Crow Clan, and the other was the Heavenly Roc Traverse of the Golden Roc Clan.

Even the Old Demon Emperor himself had admitted back then that, if only movement techniques were compared, the Golden Crow Streamer was still slightly inferior to the Heavenly Roc Traverse.

With Zu'an's current cultivation level, he didn't need any movement techniques at all; a single stride could cover ten thousand meters.

His strike was precise; he instantly grabbed at the golden light.

The Young Golden Roc King was greatly alarmed, but his figure suddenly accelerated by a third, forcibly changing direction and dodging to the side.

Zu'an, however, seemed to have anticipated this. He directly summoned "Dafeng" and used his instant teleportation skill, remaining hot on their heels like a shadow, no matter how the opponent changed direction.

Finally, he found an opportunity. He reached out and grabbed directly, simultaneously activating the Taotie Heaven-Devouring Art. A terrifying suction filled the entire space, leaving the opponent no escape.

Just then, an exceptionally loud bird cry rang out. A gigantic Heavenly Roc phantom suddenly burst forth from the Young Golden Roc King. The phantom flapped its wings, causing the surrounding space to directly shatter, breaking free from the Taotie Heaven-Devouring Art laid out by Zu'an, and retreating with the Young Golden Roc King ten thousand meters away.

Sorenshi, who was watching the battle below, immediately showed a look of astonishment. "An Earth Immortal?" she murmured.

The powerful aura that erupted in that instant was so terrifying that even she, from such a distance, could feel it.

At this moment, she was utterly dumbfounded, beyond mere shock. She and the Young Golden Roc King used to have a decent relationship, so she naturally knew his cultivation level.

Although his cultivation was somewhat higher than hers, his lead was limited, at most by one or two realms. How could he now directly become an Earth Immortal, comparable to the Demon Emperor's might in the past? Is there something wrong with this world?

At this moment, the Young Golden Roc King stretched his neck, looking at the colossal Heavenly Roc phantom behind him with a mix of excitement and smugness on his face. "You all always said those extraterrestrial demons were deceiving me," he scoffed. "But I'm not a three-year-old child. Don't you think I'd know if they were lying to me?"

"This is the power contained within the Golden Roc Clan's bloodline," he declared. "They fully unleashed it using ancient secret methods. With this Heavenly Roc Dharma Form, even if Zhao Hao were reborn or the Demon Emperor revived, I wouldn't fear them."

Zu'an observed closely. The Heavenly Roc behind him was exceptionally colossal, emitting monstrous demonic flames from its entire body. A single wing alone spanned three thousand zhang, and every feather was lifelike, making it hard to tell if it was a phantom or a physical entity.

"The power of bloodline, huh..." Zu'an's heart sank. It seemed the Young Golden Roc King's words were true after all; the Demon Clan of this world had some kind of bloodline connection with those extraterrestrial demons.

This made things difficult. Originally, with foreign enemies invading, the Human Race and Demon Clan could have allied to resist, and the outcome would have been uncertain.

But if the Demon Clan were subverted, then this world would truly be doomed.

At this moment, the Heavenly Roc's Dharma Form suddenly flapped its wings, and countless terrifying tornadoes formed between heaven and earth.

The Tu-160 and B-2 bombers that had been in the air were quickly tossed about wildly and ultimately torn to shreds by the terrifying tornadoes.

The Young Golden Roc King's lips curved slightly upward as he looked at his hands. "Is this what power feels like?" he murmured. "I am supreme, above and below the heavens. It's truly exhilarating."

As he spoke, those terrifying tornadoes swept towards Zu'an from all directions. The immense tearing force would likely rip the flesh from even a Grandmaster's body, leaving them flayed alive.

The sound of a Zen bell rang out. A large golden-yellow bell appeared around Zu'an, with Sanskrit chants swirling around it, isolating the howling, terrifying tornadoes.

"How do you have the Serenity Bell of Worry-Free Temple?" the Young Golden Roc King asked in surprise. His knowledge was extraordinary, so he naturally recognized the bell's origin.

Zu'an naturally wouldn't explain to him that it was merely a phantom projected by the Divine Rune Armament Codex.

He waved his hand and struck it. The Serenity Bell rang out again, and waves of invisible sound dispersed, quickly dissipating the terrifying tornadoes around them into nothingness.

"Hmph, what if you do have the Serenity Bell?" the Young Golden Roc King sneered. "Without a Dharma Form to contend with me, how could you possibly be my match?" After he finished speaking, his entire being astonishingly merged directly into the Dharma Form behind him, the two becoming one.

The Heavenly Roc phantom became even more solidified. Its eyes flashed with red light, and it swooped directly towards Zu'an.

Although its body was massive, it had no connection to clumsiness whatsoever. On the contrary, with a single flap of its wings, it appeared before Zu'an like lightning. Its two terrifyingly sharp giant claws directly gripped the golden bell shield around him.

Almost instantly, the golden bell was directly torn apart, and the dozens of meters long sharp claws directly reached for Zu'an in the center.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the Heavenly Roc fed on giant dragons. This single grab could instantly kill even giant dragons, renowned for their physical defense, let alone a human.

Sorenshi's heart pounded. She wanted to warn Zu'an to be careful, but the Heavenly Roc's speed was simply too great. As she was about to open her mouth, the terrifying claws had already seized Zu'an, instantly tearing him to shreds.

"Ah!" she couldn't help but scream. Her entire being felt as if it had fallen into an ice cave.

However, the Heavenly Roc showed no hint of joy. Instead, it quickly flashed to the side, dodging a sharp sword energy, and suddenly turned to look elsewhere.

At this moment, Zu'an was floating in the air, remarking, "Your Heavenly Roc Dharma Form is quite formidable, indeed."

At this moment, the Heavenly Roc spoke with the Young Golden Roc King's voice: "How could you low-level beings possibly comprehend the power of a Dharma Form? Without a Dharma Form to fight me, you are destined to be unable to defeat me."

"Oh, who said I don't have a Dharma Form?" Zu'an smiled. With a casual wave, a several-dozen-meter-tall steel giant slowly emerged from the void behind him.

The steel giant was primarily white, with eight blue wings on its back, giving it a very unique aesthetic.

"What is that thing?" The Young Golden Roc King was startled and couldn't help but ask.

"Gundam," Zu'an said, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. "Strike Freedom Gundam."

He reminisced about the days when he watched Gundam, though the great Kira seemed to have a habit of stealing his friends' fiancées...

"What a ridiculous name," the Young Golden Roc King scoffed, finding the pronunciation incredibly strange. "Hmph, compared to my Heavenly Roc, you call that a Dharma Form?"

Even Sorenshi, from afar, had to admit that while Brother Zu's "Gundam" looked very handsome, it was simply too tiny compared to the Heavenly Roc, not even on the same level.

"Whether it is or not is decided by action, not by words," Zu'an said. As soon as he finished speaking, the Strike Freedom Gundam's wings on its back fully spread open.

"Then let me show you what despair truly means," the Heavenly Roc roared. It flapped its wings and lunged directly at the Gundam, intending to tear it to shreds in a single blow.

But a flash of light later, it found that it had attacked empty air.

Besides those pairs of wings on its opponent's back, an unknown gas surprisingly jetted out, forming light wings. Its speed and agility greatly exceeded its expectations.

The Heavenly Roc snorted and lunged at its opponent again. Speed was what the Heavenly Roc excelled at most.

But no matter how it lunged, the opponent, like a cunning fly, always managed to dodge from various strange angles.

It finally realized its body was too large; when dealing with such a small opponent, its maneuvering and shifting were far less agile than the other party's.

"You've thoroughly enraged me." The Heavenly Roc abandoned its lunging attacks. Instead, it spread its wings, and countless feathers bristled. Then, in the next second, they transformed into a golden rain of arrows that directly covered a space of several hundred zhang around its opponent. No matter how fast it moved or dodged, it couldn't avoid such a saturation attack.

As expected, after several dodges, the Strike Freedom found it impossible to evade further. At this point, the wings on its back suddenly scattered, forming several cannon barrels which fired beams of light, precisely shooting down the incoming feathered arrows. Simultaneously, the two cannons in its hands opened fire with full power, forcibly creating a safe space.

The Heavenly Roc's eyes narrowed, seizing the opportunity to instantly fly to its side. Its wings, like blades cleaving through space, instantly stretched out towards the opponent.

The Strike Freedom was currently busy dealing with the feathered arrows, its maneuverability greatly reduced. It hastily dodged to the side, but its pairs of wing-mounted cannon barrels were directly shattered.

It didn't give the opponent a chance to create distance and pursued again, its pair of sharp claws landing on its body.

A light shield suddenly appeared on the opponent's body, resisting its attack. Immediately after, the opponent abandoned the cannons in its hands and suddenly drew two red light swords from its waist, counter-attacking and instantly cutting several-meter-long, bone-deep wounds into its claws.

"What kind of swords are these, so incredibly sharp?" The Heavenly Roc was startled. If its claws hadn't been large enough, that single strike might have directly severed its claws.

One must know that its physical defense was remarkably powerful; ordinary swords and blades could hardly wound it.

It became increasingly wary, not wanting to give the opponent any more opportunities. It had to kill it as quickly as possible!

Monstrous demonic flames flared up all over its body. Immediately after, its mouth opened wide, as if a massive black hole within its mouth directly sucked at the Strike Freedom.

The Strike Freedom stumbled and staggered under this terrifying suction, finding it difficult to maintain its balance.

A sinister grin flashed in the Heavenly Roc's eyes. The next moment, just as it was about to completely devour the opponent's Dharma Form, a beam of light suddenly shot forth, so fast that it had no chance to react.

"The Sun-Shooting Bow!"

The Heavenly Roc's hairs stood on end, but in the next second, its head was directly shot into smithereens.

Zu'an lowered the glittering Sun-Shooting Bow in his hand and sighed. "Did you really think I was fighting you with Dharma Forms?" he mused. "It was just to distract you."