Chapter 1558

And just as his voice had just fallen silent.

An Yaosheng, at this moment, cautiously leaned close to his ear and spoke.

"Peng Wangmo my lord says that Donghuang Taiyi's power is formidable—do you require our assistance?"

At this moment, that Yaosheng feared Peng Wangmo might be injured, for after all, that was Donghuang Taiyi.

"Get lost. What is Donghuang Taiyi? Our yaozu will not fear him."

"If he dares to block our yaozu's revenge, kill him too!"

Upon hearing the voice, Peng Wangmo spoke coldly.

His eyes revealed a flicker of disdain.

"Yes, my lord!"

Upon hearing the voice, that Yaosheng dared not contradict and respectfully replied, "Yes."

But inwardly, he understood.

Though he was not afraid of Donghuang Taiyi, he had no wish to provoke him.

After all, the opponent's power stood undeniable.

And at the same moment, in the battlefield, Sikong Yuchi Gong had already slain the final Yaosheng on the spot.

At this moment, his body had grown even more massive.

Like a statue forged of steel.

His eyes emitted brilliant golden light.

And those yaozu were simply no match.

"Roar!"

As a deafening Long Yin rang out,

the halberd in his hand suddenly detached from his grip and began to carve through the void.

Instantly, a halberd-light stretching ten thousand zhang danced wildly in the air.

The furious storm winds within it made the entire heavens and earth seem to freeze.

"Ssshh!"

As the hissing sound faded, gushing blood spurted from the Yaosheng's neck.

Yet Sikong Yuchi Gong remained standing in place, showing no sign of pause.

His arm lifted slightly.

Another halberd-light slashed forth.

With this strike, the entire battlefield was engulfed in blazing auroras.

"Boom—!"

Immediately after, that Yaosheng's body exploded into fragments.

A rain of blood rained down, drenching everyone.

And at that same moment,

an old man flew swiftly from afar.

When he reached the battlefield, he shouted out:

"I am Long Wang of the Northern Sea, come to reinforce the Zhou Dynasty.

You must retreat at once!"

At the sound of his voice, all realized he was not yaozu.

He was a green dragon, and his eyes now showed urgency.

No matter what, he owed Donghuang Taiyi a favor.

If Donghuang Taiyi lived, he would surely repay him one day.

Upon hearing the voice, the yaozu instantly scattered like birds and beasts.

"Hah! Now that Long Wang has arrived, these fools have nowhere to run.

Do you know where Donghuang Taiyi is?"

Peng Wangmo asked with a smile.

At this moment, he had already suppressed the ferocity radiating from his body.

Yet deep in his eyes, cold killing intent still lingered.

"I know, but I advise against advancing with your army.

Donghuang Taiyi is not to be trifled with!"

Long Wang of the Northern Sea said, somewhat timidly.

Though he was not afraid of the opponent,

the opponent's authority could not be challenged.

"Hmph. My yaozu's Brother Erlang has never feared anyone!"

Upon hearing this, Peng Wangmo spoke coldly.

Then, in an instant, his figure shot skyward.

Though Long Wang of the Northern Sea was worried,

he dared not defy him and could only follow closely behind.

Both sides vanished from the battlefield in an instant.

Meanwhile, Tong Xiangyu led his army forward at a slow pace.

Every step he took was like a war drum, causing the heavens and earth to tremble without end.

Such a presence made even the Roc Demon King's pupils contract involuntarily.

"The Han Emperor truly lives up to his name—worthy of being one who could slay the Great Zhou Ancestral Witches.

However, this King has come today to take your head, and I will show no mercy!"

The Roc Demon King spoke.

The savage expression on his face was chilling to the heart.

However, the moment his words fell—

the sharp claws in his hand lashed out in an instant.

The razor-sharp blades, as they tore through the air, actually let out a mournful wailing sound.

Leaving everyone utterly horrified.

And Sikong Yuchi Gong, for his part, was in no way willing to be outdone.

His Fang Tian Halberd swept out horizontally, meeting the opponent's claws head-on.

"Boom!"

The violent sound of collision rang out in the air.

The Roc Demon King's face flushed red.

He had not expected the other to actually block his claw.

"Roar!"

The next moment, Sikong Yuchi Gong let out an angry roar and charged forward once again.

The Fang Tian Halberd in his hand danced beneath the vault of heaven.

Sending ripples of dazzling cold light.

Causing a look of wariness to surface involuntarily in the Roc Demon King's eyes.

At this moment, he finally understood why his father had been defeated by this Grand Marshal of the Divine Court.

A being of such strength—even if he himself encountered it, he would likely gain no advantage.

"Boom!"

As the boom faded away.