Chapter 560: Ao Huanggu! Jian Guchen!

The figure likewise retained an almost flawless humanoid Dao form, standing a little over one zhang, clad in a dark‑gold imperial robe that seemed woven from dragon scales and threaded with Dao patterns of sun, moon, stars and mountains and rivers.

He possessed long hair that shone like molten gold under the sun, a face so handsome it bordered on perfection, yet he bore an innate, supreme authority that gazed down upon all beings.

Within his pair of golden vertical pupils seemed to swirl countless dragons in worship and innumerable worlds in birth and death, an unfathomable depth, indifferent and merciless.

His very existence resembled a humanoid golden great sun; its radiance was not harsh, yet no one could look directly at it, stirring infinite awe and a sense of surrender.

The Dragon Might that naturally emanated from him was pure, ancient, and supremely domineering, so much so that even Ao Tianyin, also of the Golden Emperor Dragon bloodline and whose combat power had reached Immortal, felt waves of instinctive shiver and pressure emanating from a higher tier of existence!

This is the Ancient Freak that the Golden Emperor Dragon Clan, at a staggering cost, sealed here with divine relics such as Undying Heavenly Essence, left sleeping for countless ages, prepared specifically for this Central Diguo opportunity… Ao Huanggu!

Rumor has it that he is the offspring of a certain ancestor‑level supreme being in the history of the Golden Emperor Dragon Clan!

His bloodline is pure, his talent dazzling, unrivaled through the ages!

He is recognized by the Golden Emperor Dragon Clan as the first Ancient Forbidden Monster since time immemorial!

He is the being that bears the entire clan's future hope!

Rumor has it that within the Ten Great Emperor Fiend Clans, only those who push their bloodline and talent to the extreme, are entrusted with great expectations, and are destined to represent the clan in battles across the heavens and shine for eternity, are entitled to be called… Young Emperor Fiend!

Ao Huanggu is the Young Emperor Fiend of this generation of the Golden Emperor Dragon Clan!

His status and potential far exceed those of top monsters such as Ao Tianyin.

Even someone as proud as Ao Tianyin, when facing this monster, can only feel genuine respect, admiration, and fervor!

"Respectfully welcome Little Ancestor out of the sect!"

When Ao Tianyin saw Ao Huanggu step out of the Dongfu, he was already on one knee, his head lowered, his voice trembling with excitement and profound respect.

"Tianyin, may you not disgrace the command; guard here!"

Ao Huanggu's golden vertical pupils lightly swept over the kneeling Ao Tianyin, his gaze calm and untroubled, as if merely observing an insignificant object.

He gave a slight nod, his voice like metal striking stone, carrying a natural coldness and distance:

"Hmm, it's you, Tianyin."

His gaze lingered on Ao Tianyin for a moment, seeming to discern his current cultivation realm; his tone remained flat: "Not bad, in such a short time you have already attained this level. It seems you have not been idle these years."

Grateful for Ao Huanggu's off‑hand approval, Ao Tianyin's face lit with an uncontrollable joy, and he hurriedly said, "Thank you, Little Ancestor, for the praise! I am unworthy! Compared with your supreme bearing, my modest Dao practice is truly insignificant!"

Ao Huanggu said no more; he lifted his head, his golden eyes seeming able to pierce the barriers of the island world, gazing far toward the core of the Ten Thousand Beasts Archipelago where a massive, ever‑rising, beast‑resonating pressure and splendid light dwelled.

That is precisely the direction where the Central Diguo is about to open.

"Little Ancestor," Ao Tianyin, also sensing that fluctuation, rose respectfully and said, "The opportunity of the Central Diguo is about to open. Shall we set out now?"

"Hmm." Ao Huanggu replied with a single word, yet with an unmistakable resolve.

He no longer looked at Ao Tianyin, taking the lead; his figure shifted slightly, already transforming into a golden rainbow light that pierced heaven and earth, heading toward the Central Diguo.

The speed was extreme, bearing a mysterious Dao Rhythm that disregarded spatial barriers, as if a dragon roamed the heavens and all paths yielded.

Ao Tianyin dared not linger; he swiftly mustered all his cultivation, turning into a slightly inferior yet still astonishing golden stream, respectfully and excitedly following closely behind Ao Huanggu.

Similar scenes are now unfolding across the Ten Thousand Beasts Archipelago, in various island worlds, one after another!

In each secret place, Dongfu, or micro‑world concealed by powerful seals or natural hazards, those Ancient Freaks and Ancient Forbidden Monsters that have slept for countless ages, sealed themselves with astonishing methods solely to await the Central Diguo opportunity, as if prearranged, are being awakened by the core region's disturbance, breaking their seals and emerging!

A certain sword‑filled abyss belonging to the Nine-Ye Di Sword Vine Clan, one of the Ten Great Emperor Fiend Clans.

The contemporary monster Jian Wushuang, a young Sword Cultivator with a cold temperament and bearing the Nine-Leaf Sword diagram, now wore an exceedingly solemn expression, even tinged with a pilgrim's reverence, as he walked toward an ancient sword tomb sealed by nine different attributes and colors of astonishing sword qi.

When the wave from the Central Diguo arrived, the sword tomb's seal loosened on its own.

"Clang—!!!!!!!"

A crystal‑clear sword clang, as if capable of cleaving Eternal Time and Space, suddenly rang out from deep within the sword tomb!

Immediately thereafter, nine sword qi of differing colors, each imbued with the will to cleave heaven and earth and shatter all laws, surged skyward, weaving in the void into an illusory yet seemingly rootable nine‑colored sword vine phantom!

A lone, aloof, cold figure in white, as if born to be one with the sword, every pore exuding extreme sharpness, slowly emerged from the sword tomb.

His handsome face was as cold as ten‑thousand‑year ice, his gaze as sharp as a freshly drawn divine sword; wherever his eyes fell, the void faintly retained delicate sword scars.

He is the Young Emperor Fiend of the Nine-Ye Di Sword Vine Clan… Jian Guchen!

At the moment he left the sect, he did not even deliberately release sword qi; merely the natural residual sword intent he emitted completely annihilated his entire medium‑sized island world, along with its mountains, rivers, and all living things, silently turning it into the finest dust! Such terror!

Jian Wushuang faced Jian Guchen, respectfully bowed, his eyes filled with awe.

Jian Guchen merely gave a slight nod, his gaze already fixed toward the Central Diguo, took a step, merging man and sword, becoming a nine‑colored sword light that tore the sky, speeding away.

A certain lofty secret realm of the Golden‑Winged Great Peng Clan, where fierce gale roars and golden light dazzles.

The Golden‑Winged Great Peng monster Jin Lieyu, previously severely wounded by Dou Tianxiong and fled in terror from Ye Wuque, now looks terrified and humbly kneels outside an ancient nest radiating golden light.

The aura emanating from the nest is far stronger, more violent, and filled with a domineering will of absolute supremacy that tears everything apart, far surpassing Jin Lieyu.