Chapter 2051: Thousand-Mile Snow Tomb

The Peacock King's hair stood on end. He quickly dodged several feet to the side. However, he was still a fraction too slow. The Second Prince suddenly erupted in brilliant golden light. His petrified skin instantly shattered, and his entire being transformed into a ray of golden light from within, striking the Peacock King.

The Peacock King shrieked and coughed up a mouthful of blood. He was already severely wounded.

Seeing his opponent sprawled on the ground, utterly devoid of resistance, the Second Prince chuckled smugly. "Just now, I truly didn't expect Queen Medusa to have that move. But I reacted quickly enough, turning her trick against you to lure you out. Once you're dead, Ironborne City will be ours for the taking."

"Peacock King, a grand title, yet you are nothing special!"

As he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed. Golden light erupted from his body once more, and he struck forward again. Everything before him scattered like a shattered mirror.

Instead, the Peacock King stood unharmed in the distance. Kong Nanwu had already shielded Yu Yanluo, Xiao Bai, and Xiao Qing, hiding by his side.

The Second Prince's expression darkened. "Everyone says the Peacock Clan's eye techniques are unparalleled in the world. Just now, even I nearly fell for your illusion."

The Peacock King was also somewhat surprised at this moment. "The Second Prince escaped from the illusion so easily; that's not like your original strength at all."

It must be known that among the demon clan, apart from the unfathomable Sea Clan, he, the Great Golden Peng King, and the Elf King held the highest status below the Demon Emperor. The demon clan, which prioritizes strength above all else, does not acknowledge noble bloodlines or similar distinctions. He genuinely ascended to this position through sheer power.

As the leader of the three great kings, his cultivation was the highest among the three. The former Second Prince was simply not an opponent on his level. He never expected that he would now be strong enough to contend with him as an equal.

The Second Prince sneered, "'You insist on treating demons as evil outsiders, but you don't realize our origins are deeply intertwined with theirs. I learned methods to stimulate bloodline power from them, and my strength is no longer what it once was.'"

"'Then I'd like to see how much you've improved.'" The Peacock King snorted coldly. He also had his own pride. It was rare to have such a close one-on-one encounter. If he couldn't defeat a junior, it would displease him.

As for the soldiers under the Second Prince who tried to surround and assist, Yu Yanluo's beautiful hair transformed into countless slender snakes and emitted silent hisses towards the soldiers. Soon, all the surrounding soldiers turned into stone statues. They certainly didn't possess the Second Prince's abilities.

The Second Prince hurriedly ordered, "'All of you, stay back! Continue the siege!'"

He knew Yu Yanluo's abilities were too bizarre. Without his direct intervention, others would struggle to defeat her. And he was already tied up by the Peacock King, unable to split his attention. He knew there was no time for a prolonged battle here. So, almost instantly, he revealed his true Golden Crow form. Spreading his wings, he immediately unleashed the Blazing Sun Sword Array.

Countless fiercely burning feathers transformed into a dense swarm of flying swords, attacking the Peacock King.

The Peacock King snorted. A five-colored divine light flashed behind him. After those countless flying swords touched the five-colored divine light, they all fell to the ground.

The Second Prince was not surprised by this. Soon, those feather-swords returned to his wings, which transformed into two razor-sharp, tens-of-meters-long great swords. His entire body turned into a streak of light, attacking the Peacock King from all directions at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye. If it were anyone else, they would likely have been sliced to pieces instantly. The Golden Crow Streamer is widely recognized, along with the Heavenly Peng Soar, as one of the two fastest movement techniques of the demon race.

However, at this moment, the Peacock King's eyes began to turn pitch black. Within them, a golden figure darted back and forth.

Soon, his figure also vanished, transforming into a green light, chasing and battling the golden light back and forth in the air.

After clashing for more than a dozen rounds like this, the golden light broke free, and the Second Prince's form was restored. He looked deeply at the Peacock King. "'The King of Light's eye technique is truly unparalleled!'"

The opponent could discern an enemy's weaknesses through their eye technique and even replicate the opponent's skills. Although the power was significantly weaker, it was still enough to contend, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"'You flatter me. In time, your cultivation should be able to catch up with your imperial father. However, if he watches over us from the heavens and knew what you've done, I wonder if he'd be so enraged he'd come back to life.'" The Peacock King's tone was filled with regret. He had watched him grow up since childhood and had always considered him a talent. Who knew he would eventually go astray.

"'Hmph, if he watches over us from the heavens, I doubt I'd be the first one he seeks out.'" The Second Prince snorted coldly. He had also vaguely heard about the relationship between Zu An and the Young Demon Empress. The thought of his once respectfully addressed young and beautiful imperial mother, pleasing another man, filled him with intense displeasure.

He glanced at Queen Medusa, who was glaring fiercely not far away, and then at his army, which had suffered heavy losses in the siege. He hesitated for a moment, then directly ordered a retreat. "'I'll seek your profound techniques another day, King of Light.'"

He had just been injured by Yu Yanluo's sneak attack. Now, if he were to face a pincer attack from both of them simultaneously, the situation would indeed be somewhat unfavorable. Of course, he had a way to unleash even stronger power through secret techniques, but he always harbored misgivings about the demons. He dared not fully activate the power granted by them, fearing he might accidentally become a slave.

Watching him retreat with his troops, the Peacock King also breathed a sigh of relief. He wasn't confident he could stop the Second Prince. His strength had improved too quickly. He even felt a faint sense of danger. If he pushed his opponent too hard, he might die. The Peacock lineage's eye technique was incredibly wondrous. Since he had foreseen death, he naturally dared not disbelieve it. So both sides tacitly ceased fighting, allowing the other to leave with their army.

Kong Nanwu simply assumed her father was concerned that the Ironborne City troops would be no match for the Second Prince's Hundred Refined Field Army if they ventured outside the city. She had no objections. Soon, the two welcomed Yu Yanluo and the other women into the city and inquired about the sealed land. Hearing her recount how the Young Demon Empress's main force encountered danger, everyone's hearts leaped into their throats.

Upon hearing that the Regent King had already gone to rescue them, each of them breathed a slight sigh of relief. They seemed to have great trust in Zu An's abilities.

"Achoo!" At this moment, Zu An was advancing through an endless blizzard, wondering who was thinking of him at such a moment.

He had already arrived at the potential location to the due north. It was a small spot on the map, but in person, it was vast and boundless. Zu An had been searching here for a while but had not found any seals. Instead, he stopped at a strange cluster of small hills. These small hills were densely packed, stretching for thousands of meters.

At first, Zu An thought they were small mounds, but he quickly realized something was wrong. In this snowfield, there were either extremely tall snow mountains and glaciers. How could there be such low snow piles? Only upon closer inspection did he realize that beside those snow piles, some weapons were stuck here and there. Most of them were already buried by ice and snow, with only a few long spear-like weapons revealing just their tips.

He cleared the nearby snow. Only then did he see clearly that they were not small mounds at all, but distinct graves piled high with ice and snow. He hesitated for a moment and split open a snow grave, finding inside the corpse of a demon soldier. Although it was unknown how many years had passed, the corpse still looked lifelike. One could even see his fatal injury: several deep, bone-exposing claw marks on his lower back. He examined the clothing and weapons on the corpse and found that they were not the standard demon race patterns of today. But rather, they resembled ancient styles from thousands of years ago.

He was immediately filled with awe. These were most likely the battlefields where the demon clan's ancestors fought against otherworldly demons long ago. Many fallen soldiers were buried on the spot. History proved that they achieved ultimate victory, sealing away the demons. However, many brave warriors quietly sacrificed themselves here.

He carefully re-covered the snow grave. His voice filled with apology: "'I'm truly sorry for disturbing your rest, seniors...'" He took out a pot of wine and poured it in front of each of the simple graves, offering sacrifices. "'Seniors, after I seal those demons once more, I will surely come to bring you home.'"

Gazing at the endless mounds of graves, his mood became exceptionally heavy as he left.

He hadn't walked far when he suddenly let out a sound of surprise. And abruptly turned around to look at the snow graves. "'Something seems wrong...'"