Chapter 1189: Golden Crow Sacred Fire

The Golden Crow Crown Prince gritted his teeth. The physical bodies of the demon race were inherently stronger than those of humans, and as a member of the Golden Crow royal family, he was among the elite of the demon race. He had also tempered his physical form to the extreme during cultivation. How could he possibly be inferior to this guy?

Even he was feeling this uncomfortable, so his opponent had clearly reached his limit as well. If he just held on a little longer, he could make the other person collapse completely!

With a loud shout, all his phantoms merged together, finally revealing his glittering Golden Crow true form.

Zu An chuckled, "Sure enough, a birdman!"

After the intense battle, his blood and qi were also surging. The opponent's Golden Crow flowing light was too swift; even by utilizing his Sunflower Phantoms to their utmost, he couldn't avoid all attacks. So he quickly decided to dodge only critical attacks, using his physical body to withstand the others, trading blows.

Even though his body had been tempered multiple times by the Grand Primordium Scripture, he was still struggling somewhat against the Golden Crow Crown Prince's close-quarters, fist-to-flesh onslaught. His skin was cracking all over, and blood was seeping from many spots. However, the Grand Primordium Scripture had not only tempered his physical body but also granted him powerful regenerative abilities. So, while the injuries looked alarming, they didn't actually have a significant impact.

In contrast, the Golden Crow Crown Prince was in a worse state. His eye sockets were swollen like steamed buns, and his already narrow eyes could only open a tiny slit. Where was his usual high spirits and dashing demeanor now? Hearing Zu An's ridicule, rage surged in his heart. When had he ever been in such a pathetic state!

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His form unified, and all sorts of killing moves, like surging waves, attacked his opponent simultaneously.

Zu An's fighting spirit was also soaring, and he clashed back once more. The masters he had faced before were often far too strong for him. Every time he fought, he could only rely on various special skills to cleverly snatch a sliver of hope for survival. He had never fought so exhilaratingly before, like today.

Although the Golden Crow Crown Prince's cultivation was a major realm higher than his, Zu An's combat power could not be judged by conventional reasoning. His cultivation advancement was much harder than for ordinary people, but similarly, his combat power at the same level was also much stronger. Of course, the Golden Crow Crown Prince's true strength was indeed still somewhat greater, but it was within an acceptable range. Zu An, relying on his formidable physical body and the combat experience he had cultivated by narrowly escaping death under terrifying figures at the Earth Immortal and Grandmaster levels, forcibly turned the battle into an evenly matched state, and even gradually gained the upper hand.

Seeing the state of the battle between the two, everyone watching below was utterly astonished. Elders Bai and Qing couldn't help but look at Yu Yanluo, asking, "Clan Leader, is this Young Master Zu really a human? How can his physical body be so strong, to be able to fight the Golden Crow Crown Prince for so long?"

The demon race adhered to the principle that strength was supreme. Initially, they thought he was just a pretty face, the Clan Leader's favorite, so they naturally didn't take him seriously. Now, seeing his combat power, they even addressed him as "Young Master Zu."

Feeling the two elders' shock, Yu Yanluo felt a surge of secret delight, yet she feigned calmness and said, "Naturally, he is a genuine human."

"Could it be a dragon bloodline left among humans?" Elder Bai still found it hard to believe. How could a human body be so formidable?

"No," Yu Yanluo replied simply, but her tone carried an unquestionable certainty.

In fact, Yan Xuehan and Yun Jianyue were both somewhat suspicious because Zu An's physical body was ridiculously strong, but seeing Yu Yanluo's answer, they both breathed a sigh of relief. This woman had personally experienced it not long ago, and no one could be more convincing than her.

Just then, the battle on the mountaintop changed again. A crisp slap was heard, as Zu An delivered a powerful blow to the Golden Crow Crown Prince's face, making him spit out a spray of blood. Zu An pressed his advantage, his fists, as large as sand bowls, continuously pounding the opponent's body. The dull thudding sounds made everyone at the foot of the mountain change color, thinking that if such power landed on them, they would probably have long turned into a mist of blood.

Previously, the golden-armored guards around the Golden Crow Crown Prince had been calmly watching the show, but now they wore expressions of disbelief. How could their Crown Prince, who was always invincible among his peers, be beaten into such a pathetic state by someone with inferior cultivation? Amidst their shock, they didn't forget their duty. Each of them quietly gripped their weapons, ready to rush to his aid immediately if the Crown Prince's life was truly in danger.

In the distance, the Golden Crow Crown Prince's body trembled violently. Finally, his form transformed into a streak of light and he fled to another mountaintop a hundred zhang away. Zu An did not pursue. His summon, Great Wind, had a cooldown, and his straight-line speed was still a bit slower than his opponent's natural ability. "What, are you running away and admitting defeat?" he taunted.

The Golden Crow Crown Prince spat out a mouthful of bloody froth, his expression somewhat ferocious. "I have to admit, I underestimated you before," he said. "But your smugness ends here. You're just relying on your tough skin and thick flesh; in front of true strength, you're still just a fish waiting to be slaughtered."

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He was now filled with extreme regret. Why had he chosen to compete in physical strength with this guy just now? He had originally intended to simply crush an ant, but instead, he was bitten by the ant. If today's events spread, even if he won, he would lose face.

Zu An was instantly amused. "Do you want a mirror to see what you look like right now?" he sneered. "I've beaten you into a pig's head, and you're still spouting such arrogant nonsense?"

The Golden Crow Crown Prince's expression turned cold. "Your body is indeed stronger than I imagined," he said. "Too bad true combat power isn't only about physical strength. Let me show you this Crown Prince's true power."

As he spoke, golden flames erupted all over his body. Soon, the bloodstains on his body vanished, and all the wounds on his face fully healed. His entire being seemed as spirited and dashing as when he first appeared. His hair fluttered, and his entire body glowed with golden light. His previously somewhat dejected aura suddenly intensified severalfold, and he flew in the sky like a celestial god.

The golden-armored guards who had been worried about him now cheered enthusiastically. Many citizens of the Snake Tribe were also dazzled and enthralled. So this was the next Demon Emperor? He was indeed incredibly powerful. It wasn't surprising that they would "turn coats" and support the opponent like this, because the demon race had always believed in the supremacy of the strong and all hoped for a powerful Demon Emperor to lead them.

Yan Xuehan and Yun Jianyue watched with expressions of surprise. Yu Yanluo hastily asked, "Why does he look as if he hasn't been injured, and his aura is much stronger than before?"

Yan Xuehan explained, "It's a unique skill of the Golden Crow clan. Legend has it that it was created by the Golden Crow Ancestor, mimicking the phoenix's nirvana. By burning the Golden Crow Sacred Flame, they can cleanse all injuries from their bodies and simultaneously enhance their combat power."

Yun Jianyue also sighed, "The demon race is a naturally combative race. Their various innate abilities give them a huge advantage compared to human cultivators."

Yan Xuehan, however, said, "This is both their advantage and their disadvantage. The demon race's strength often relies on bloodline inheritance; if the bloodline isn't pure enough, their power ceiling is destined not to be very high. This results in the demon race, though numerous, having fewer true top masters than human cultivators. Humans, while lacking various innate abilities, don't need to rely on bloodline inheritance; instead, they primarily rely on learning. Their vast population base allows humanity to produce more and more new powerful individuals."

Little Bai and Little Qing, who were standing nearby, had been listening intently with pricked ears, and their expressions showed they didn't quite understand but felt a profound awe. These two delicate-looking women didn't seem much older than them, yet how could their words encompass such a grand scope?

Yu Yanluo, however, grew anxious. "Then wouldn't the Golden Crow Crown Prince be invincible?" This method of using the Golden Crow Sacred Flame was simply cheating!

Yan Xuehan replied, "Don't worry. Of course, it can't be used limitlessly. With the Golden Crow Crown Prince's current cultivation, his body can only endure using it once or twice a day at most."

Yun Jianyue also glanced at Yu Yanluo. "Don't worry," she said, "your man's recovery ability isn't bad either. Although it's not as instantaneous as the Golden Crow Sacred Flame, when it comes to endurance, he's far more formidable than the Golden Crow Crown Prince."

Yu Yanluo's face flushed slightly. The other person had clearly only repeated her own description from earlier, yet why did she feel so strange about it?

At this moment, Zu An on the mountaintop looked at his opponent, who resembled a Super Saiyan. "Do you have to be so flashy?" he scoffed. "As if no one else knows how to use fire."

As he spoke, raging flames also ignited around his body.

"Phoenix Divine Flame?" Just then, a barely audible gasp suddenly came from the void.