The abruptly appearing golden dharma form left everyone frozen in a daze.

Aqing unconsciously loosened his grip on Shen Yi's broad sleeve, his eyes widening further and further, even his breath quickening a shade. Compared to an ordinary Spirit-Transformation cultivator, an enormous dharma form controlled by a divine spirit — that dazzling golden light would undoubtedly strike a far greater impact. A creature condensed from accumulated faith, transcendent and otherworldly, like a god or buddha.

It stood with fist clenched, its shoulders broad and thick, a ferocious golden dragon coiled about its right arm. The golden dragon slowly writhed its body around the arm, its gaze savage as it looked at the two of them. "Sss!"

"Pfft!"

Under that fist just now, the white feather-robe on the demon emperor had shattered to pieces. It braced a palm on its knee, trying to stand, but staggered again. It spat out a mouthful of blood-plasma, first fixing its stare hard on that golden body, then wrenching its head around to glare viciously at Zhang Mingyang beside it!

There'd been a moment earlier when the White-Feather Demon Emperor had genuinely hesitated — whether to seize control of Zhang Mingyang by some means, and then borrow the man's identity to lay an ambush for a true Wutong Mountain powerhouse. It hadn't imagined this dog-scrap was still hiding a trick.

A golden dharma form...

Those who could achieve the Spirit-Transformation realm through accumulated faith — count them all and there were only those few scant nations. Most of them were long-renowned cultivators. There was absolutely no golden body so ferocious in appearance. And who could support multiple Spirit-Transformation golden bodies — could it be Great Qian's War Temple? Or had some small nation accumulated enough foundation again? Whatever the case, today it had well and truly been swindled!

"I..."

Zhang Mingyang, glared at by the White-Feather Demon Emperor, felt a complexity beyond words. This truly had nothing to do with him. It was an unexpected windfall, pure and simple.

"This emperor will slay you first!"

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