Chapter 31: Heavenly Pride of the Golden‑Winged Great Peng Clan

Just as Ye Wuque gathered the three treasures into his bosom, that drop of Golden Heavenly Dao blood melted into his fingertips, and his palm and forehead bone settled into calm in an instant—

This is the entrance to that mysterious micro-world.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Several rifts of sound tearing through the void drew nearer, accompanied by a voice tinged with surprise and pride, shattering the eternal Dead Silence of this primeval micro-world:

"Following the guidance of the mysterious bone's trace, traversing the gaps of the void… I never expected that a trivial trinket casually obtained at that unattended Border Wasteland auction could truly shine at this moment, pointing straight to the hidden core of the imperial tomb!"

"Indeed… Heaven aids me."

As the voice fell, several figures already appeared at the entrance of this micro-world.

The leader wore an exquisitely splendid long robe, upon which secret‑silver threads embroidered a star map of constantly flowing, evolving mysteries of the heavens, interwoven with countless fine Fate Threads that seemed to contain the destinies of all beings.

He had a handsome face, a faint, almost imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth as if he saw through all Fate, his aura ethereal and unfathomable, seeming both out of sync with the surrounding space‑time and yet the very hub of all Causality.

He is the outstanding Heavenly Pride of the Fate Divine Sect, Yun Changming!

Behind him followed seven or eight young Heavenly Prouds, each with extraordinary aura, yet now their faces wore unabashed flattery and awe, encircling Yun Changming like stars around the moon.

Among them was the divine son of the minor Fate Divine Sect, Ming Tianyu!

Clearly, upon encountering Yun Changming, the "big thigh" from the Nine Heavens main sect, within the imperial tomb, they did not hesitate to attach themselves.

Ming Tianyu wore a respectful smile on his face and timely flattered:

"Senior Brother Yun, your luck is boundless, your blessings deep, surely favored by Heaven's decree; the opportunity at the core of this imperial tomb rightfully belongs to you, Senior Brother!"

The other Fate Divine Sect Heavenly Prouds also nodded in agreement, their flattery flowing like a tide.

Yun Changming neither accepted nor rejected the flattery behind him; he crossed his arms, stood, and gently closed his eyes, as if sensing something.

From his fingertips, delicate, almost transparent Fate Threads extended, probing the void, gently touching the rules of this ancient world.

After a few breaths, he suddenly opened his eyes, and for the first time a clear shock and disbelief flashed on his usually composed face!

"Hmm? No!"

His brows knit, his gaze shot like lightning into the micro-world's depths, "The aura inside… someone has already arrived? How could that be!"

He was confident in his accidentally obtained "mysterious bone", a hidden path even Immortals could scarcely deduce; how could anyone have beaten him to it?

Just as Yun Changming was wavering in doubt—

Boom!

From the distant void, a sharply piercing blast roared!

It seemed as if something at extreme speed tore the space, brazenly storming into this twilight world with an unrivaled, domineering ferocity!

A tall, slender figure cloaked entirely in dazzling golden light descended like a golden bolt tearing the heavens!

The newcomer's feet shattered the void, sending ripples outward, and steadied in the air not far from Yun Changming.

He wore a simple yet wild golden battle armor, etched with mysterious feather patterns that gleamed brightly.

A mane of golden hair cascaded over his shoulders like burning flames, moving without wind.

His handsome face bore an innate arrogance and sharpness; his eyes shone brilliantly, like two miniature suns, radiating golden light with each blink, gazing over the world!

The aura he exuded was domineering, fierce, and noble!

It was as if an ancient ferocious bird that soars above the Nine Heavens, feeding on deities, had descended to the mortal realm; the pure, blood‑deep oppression made everyone present, except Yun Changming, instantly gasp and have their souls shudder!

"What is that…?!"

Ming Tianyu's pupils contracted to the size of a needle tip, his heart clenched as if by an invisible giant hand, nearly stopping.

The Fate Divine Sect Heavenly Prouds behind him turned ghostly pale, uncontrollably retreating, their eyes filled with boundless terror and horror!

"Gold… Golden‑Winged Great Peng!!"

A Heavenly Pride's teeth trembled as he forced these terror‑laden words from deep in his throat.

Nine Heavens Ten Lands, the invincible spirit—Golden‑Winged Great Peng Clan!

This clan is famed across the Nine Heavens Ten Lands; each member is a born battle maniac, with bloodlines unmatched in strength, speed unrivaled in the universe, and a ferocious reputation that chills all races!

It is said that the pure‑blood elites of the clan roam the star seas, feeding on Dragons, truly a law‑less, dominion‑over‑heaven‑and‑earth existence!

The emergence of any Golden‑Winged Great Peng being can stir colossal waves!

They never imagined that within this primeval imperial tomb, besides Ye Wuque, Yun Changming and other Nine Heavens‑ranked Heavenly Prouds, there also lurked such a terrifying star from the clan!

Compared with Ming Tianyu and the others' pale terror, Yun Changming remained far more composed.

A hint of surprise flickered in his eyes, but more so a level‑headed appraisal.

He looked at the golden figure, spoke lightly, his voice still retaining that transcendence:

"I wondered who could cause such a commotion, and it turns out to be you… the 'Hundan' of this generation of the Golden‑Winged Great Peng Clan."

"Why not vie for the conspicuous Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures in the imperial tomb, and instead come to this god‑forsaken remote corner?"

The Golden‑Winged Great Peng Heavenly Pride named Hundan, with a pair of blazing golden eyes like twin lanterns, instantly locked onto Yun Changming.

As for Ming Tianyu and his petty followers, he lacked even a glance of interest.

A cold, arrogant curve lifted his mouth; his voice rang like clashing gold and iron, sharp and piercing:

"Hmph! Yun Changming, stop putting on a show here and spouting this useless drivel!"

His gaze was as sharp as a heavenly blade, as if it could cut through all illusion and pierce directly into Yun Changming's heart.

"You also obtained a… bone, didn't you?!"

At those words, the faint smile on Yun Changming's face stiffened slightly, his pupils involuntarily contracting!

Bone!

The jade‑white finger bone he kept close, a chance find that could resonate mysteriously with this place!

That was his greatest secret and reliance!

He had thought only his own fate‑defying luck granted him the "key" to the true core…

Hundan… he also knows?

And from his tone, it seemed... he also possessed a piece?!

Could it be that the mysterious bone is not unique?

Yun Changming's thoughts raced like lightning; in an instant he thought of many things, the surprise on his face quickly faded, and he restored that unfathomable demeanor.

He gave Hun Dan a deep look, no longer denying, instead letting out a light chuckle, his tone turning somewhat subtle:

"Hehe, it seems this opportunity is not exclusive to one person. If so……"

His gaze swept over Hun Dan, as if piercing the Void, he glanced toward the depths of the small world, his voice sinking and condensing a bit:

"... Then let each rely on their own abilities!"

As his words fell, he no longer delayed; with a flick of his sleeves, Fate Threads swirled around his body, as if twisting the rules of space before him; he took a step and instantly appeared several hundred zhang away, heading straight toward the core Shi Tai where Ye Wuque was.

Ming Tianyu and the others, seeing this, although they were full of fear toward Hun Dan, they dared not leave Yun Changming this great tree; they quickly steeled themselves, activated their divine power, and closely followed.

Hun Dan let out a cold snort, battle intent and greed intertwining in his golden pupils.

He had no intention of forming alliances or ganging up; the Golden-Winged Great Peng Clan has always been solitary, believing only in its own absolute strength!

"Reliant on one's abilities? Exactly to my liking! Whoever ultimately seizes the opportunity will be seen by whose claws are sharper!"

Behind him, a pair of illusory yet incredibly condensed Peng wings unfurled, seeming to be forged from pure golden divine metal!

A light shake!

Boom!

The Void emitted a sound like a sonic boom explosion!

His figure instantly vanished from the spot; his speed far surpassed Yun Changming and the others' escape light, arriving ahead despite leaving later, transforming into a golden stream of light that tore through the twilight sky, violently rushing toward the depths of the small world.