At this point,
all four of the Great Elders under the command of Lord Jinyang
were wiped out!
Wuu wuu wuu~
The vision of the three Dharma Bodies' fall overlapped, and mournful cries between heaven and earth continued incessantly.
Qin Zheng reached out to take the Demon Core and the sword, storing them in his storage bag.
He then picked up a token.
On it was carved a three-legged divine bird surrounded by blazing flames, exuding immense majesty.
Jinyang... Golden Crow...
Qin Zheng caressed the token, his eyes flickering slightly.
It seemed that the so-called Lord Jinyang's true form was also a Three-legged Golden Crow!
With this thought, he lifted his head, his gaze turning towards the great sun above.
The Twelve Ministers, the Four Great Elders, had now all fallen by his hand.
He wondered if the other party would be hopping mad, and what their reaction would be next.
...
At the peak of Taixu Mountain.
Clang clang clang!
The sound of chains colliding grew more urgent.
