Chapter 2750 - 2749: True Form of the Golden Crow

"Great Elder, Second Elder, what do we do now? Should we take action?"

Jinwu Mie asked in panic, completely at a loss and overwhelmed with confusion.

Initially, Jinwu Mie couldn’t have been more excited, but this sudden turn of events left him dominated by fear—an intense contrast he couldn’t accept.

"The Clan Leader had no power to resist Feng Wuchen; there’s no way we can, either," Jin Wu Wuji said in fear, not daring to make a move.

Jinwu Hun looked at Ghost Soul and the others, suppressing the fear in his heart, and asked, "Sky Void Palace Master, should we act?"

Ghost Soul didn’t know how to answer; the mission had failed, and without any trump cards, they didn’t dare make a move.

"Hall Master," Elder Heiya and others looked toward Ghost Soul.

"Sky Void Palace Master, what were you just saying?" Mu Tianqi asked with a sneer, his face full of schadenfreude.

Elder Chi Feng sneered mockingly, "Master, they said our Heavenly Emperor Mansion was courting death."

"Oh? Is that so?" Mu Tianqi feigned surprise and smiled.

"..." Ghost Soul and the others dared not utter a word, so angry their faces turned green.

It felt so satisfying to have turned the tables.

"Hall Master, even if we don’t act, Feng Wuchen won’t let us go. Rather than waiting to die, we might as well die fighting. It’s too late to regret it now," Yuan Hong said coldly, albeit with a certain optimism.

"Yuan Hong is right; we have no retreat now. If we don’t take action, Feng Wuchen will kill us," Elder Ge Yunshan said through gritted teeth, terrified, yet knowing they had no other choice but to fight.

Hearing this, Jinwu Hun seemed to have made up his mind as well.

"Clan Leader, we have no retreat left! We must fight to the death! Otherwise, our Golden Crow Clan will be eradicated and we’ll never reach the Immortal Realm," Jinwu Hun said grimly, forcefully suppressing the fear in his heart.

To survive, for the sake of the Immortal Realm, they had to fight desperately.

Jinwu Hun’s words jolted the demoralized Jinwu Kui wide awake.

The Golden Crow Clan had faced countless trials over tens of thousands of years; they couldn’t easily give up.

"Let’s fight together!" Jinwu Kui roared, his fighting spirit surging wildly, "Kill Feng Wuchen at all costs!"

"Very well, bring it on," Feng Wuchen grinned, having waited for this moment.

"Kill!" Strong men from the Golden Crow Clan and Sky Void Holy Temple roared, their killing intent soaring, their imposing momentum rolling like a tidal wave.

"Buzz buzz!"

The Clan Leader and three Elders of the Golden Crow Clan, along with Ghost Soul, the three Elders, and Yuan Hong, exploded with all their might and summoned powerful Holy Armor and Holy Artifacts. Destructive forces erupted, causing the space that had just recovered to collapse once more.

Heaven and earth changed color, the Holy Realm collapsed.

The combined might of nine terrifying True Immortals was absolutely dread-inspiring.

"Come on," Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Boom boom boom!"

Nine True Immortals shot out simultaneously, attacking with sharp, piercing, and fierce offensives.

"Master, should we take action?" Elder Chi Feng asked, seemingly feeling that standing by conflicted with their ally status.

"We don’t need to intervene at all," Mu Tianqi shook his head.

Mu Qingfeng chuckled, "If we did intervene, we might only mess things up. Feng Wuchen’s power is beyond our imagination."

"The young master was wise to ally with Feng Wuchen, or we’d face the same fate as them," Elder Ge Yunshan said with a content smile.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Buzz buzz!"

The nine terrifying powerhouses launched a wild and ferocious attack, engaging Feng Wuchen in a life-and-death battle, their blows resounding relentlessly, with unimaginable collision forces sweeping through like a tempest.

Feng Wuchen, pitted against nine, handled all the fierce and vicious attacks with ease, remaining calm.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Puff puff puff!"

Feng Wuchen showed no intention of holding back, his aggressive assaults causing each collision to make opponents spit blood and their figures to be sent flying.

The life-and-death battle had just begun, and the nine True Immortal powerhouses were already injured by Feng Wuchen’s overwhelming force.

"..." Severely injured, witnessing the battle, Jinwu Mie’s face turned ashen with terror, his body trembling.

"Fight him to the death!" Jinwu Kui roared, and the nine True Immortals charged once more.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Puff puff puff!"

Just as the nine True Immortals charged up, Feng Wuchen struck again at an even more terrifying speed, in the blink of an eye sending Jinwu Kui and the others flying once more.

In less than five minutes of charges, the nine True Immortals were severely injured.

The elders with slightly weaker cultivation were the most severely hurt, feeling like their bodies might fall apart.

They were no match at all.

After several rounds of impact, they dared not charge again.

Each strike from Feng Wuchen was more terrifying, and they feared the next might kill them outright.

If Feng Wuchen had aimed to kill from the start, Jinwu Kui and the others’ bodies would probably be cold by now.

Even fools could see Feng Wuchen was deliberately toying with them, intending to make them despair in terror.

Jinwu Mie, watching the fight, was already scared witless.

"Damn! We can’t even see his attacks!" Ghost Soul gritted his teeth, his old face twisted in a grimace.

"This brat’s speed is terrifying! Our powers can’t stop him," Jin Wu Wuji said grimly.

Yuan Hong said solemnly, "Every one of our attacks is seen through by him and becomes ineffective. At this rate, we’ll exhaust our power and still won’t be able to harm a hair on him."

"What should we do?" an elder asked in panic.

Even with nine True Immortals combining their strengths, they couldn’t suppress Feng Wuchen.

The disparity in power was too great.

Jinwu Kui said angrily, "Let’s combine our powers! This Clan Leader will not accept he can’t deal with Feng Wuchen."

"That’s not a bad idea. I will give you time to prepare," Feng Wuchen sneered.

Glaring fiercely at Feng Wuchen, Jinwu Kui shouted, "Give all your power to this Clan Leader!"

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

The eight True Immortal powerhouses converged all their power, simultaneously injecting it into Jinwu Kui’s body.

"Buzz buzz!"

Jinwu Kui frantically activated the power of the eight True Immortals, with an overwhelming imposing pressure and force instantly surpassing that of the mightiest. The Holy Realm faced unprecedented destruction.

"What a terrifying force, surpassing Jinwu Kui’s peak power," Mu Tianqi furrowed his brows deeply.

However, Feng Wuchen’s expression remained unchanged, with no trace of fear.

"Feng Wuchen! In tens of thousands of years, you’re the first to push this Clan Leader to such a point! Today, even if it costs my life, I must kill you!" Jinwu Kui roared as he shot skyward.

"Three-legged Golden Crow! Transform!" Jinwu Kui shouted, instantly transforming into a massive ten-thousand-foot-long black bird, screeching into the void, earthshakingly.

The black bird looked like a cross between an eagle and a phoenix, its aura incredibly fearsome.

"True Form of the Golden Crow!" Mu Tianqi and the others exclaimed in shock.

Feng Wuchen, surprised, looked at the enormous Three-legged Golden Crow and said, "The power has risen considerably; is this the true form of the Golden Crow Clan?"