Chapter 530: Bloodline Continuation, Shen Peng's Sacrif

hanged slightly: "This is a summons from the Martial Academy, requiring us to return immediately!"Then you go back first.” Yun Hao realized that things were going to be a big problem.Ling Feiyu tightl...The Iron Claw Golden Eagle Clan's Eagle King, prostrate on the ground, was also extremely curious in his heart. What kind of background did this new master have

It's actually surprising that even someone as great as Emperor Peng would be so respectful.

Yun Hao suddenly formed a hand seal and struck it out.

In an instant, a spiritual imprint surged into Yīngyáng's sea of consciousness!

Eagle Yang instinctively wanted to resist.

Beside him, Peng Jue let out a cold snort, and Ying Yang immediately stopped resisting. He was then branded with Yun Hao's spiritual mark, imprinted upon his soul.

Yun Hao was very clear about that.

This iron claw golden eagle tribe's Eagle King, is feared by Peng Jue's power.

If Peng Jue wasn't suppressing him, this person would definitely have ulterior motives.

Therefore, directly using beast subjugation methods to forcefully control this Eagle King, if this demonic beast dares to play tricks, it can instantly unleash the power branded into its soul and destroy its soul!

If you truly and sincerely do things for me, you will naturally not be treated unfairly.

Yun Hao spoke, and with a wave of his hand, energy beams erupted, within which a majestic eagle phantom materialized. The eagle soared through the heavens, powerful and imposing, its wings flapping across the cosmos, its talons shattering stars!

At the sight of this scene, a burning desire flashed in Yuyang's eyes as he knelt on the ground.

This is an unparalleled supreme magical technique of the Eagle Clan, its power boundless, countless times stronger than their current cultivation tradition!

"Yang wishes to lead the Iron Claw Golden Eagle Clan, and will serve their master through fire and water!"

Eagle Yang's tone was hurried and urgent.

This inheritance of the hawk clan has an irresistible allure for him!

"Get out." Yun Hao said.

"Yes!"

Now, Yingyang completely obeys Yunhao's commands from the heart.

Waiting for the Golden Eagle King of the Iron Claw clan to leave.

Yun Hao looked at Peng Jue and said, "Your wisp of remnant soul has lost the nourishment of its life source for too long. If you are willing to wait, I can temporarily seal you and, when the right time comes, help you reshape your physical body."

Peng Jue's remaining soul shuddered and shook its head. "Thank you, Sword Emperor, but no need. I want to use my last trace of soul to replenish some of the missing essence for Peng Guang."

Although, Yunhao promised to help this little golden-winged roc.

But Peng Jue knew in his heart that Pengguang's lack of origin was extremely serious.

The bloodline of the Golden-winged Great Peng is inherently powerful. The more powerful it becomes, the harder it is to make up for the missing source.

Although, Pengguang is not the descendant of Pengjue.

But Peng resolutely guarded Pengguang with his remnant soul for a long time, allowing Pengguang to hatch and be born.

In Peng Jue's heart, he had already regarded Peng Guang as his own child.

His last wisp of soul was nearly at its limit. He desperately wanted to rebuild his physical body, but hope was incredibly slim.

Instead of that, why not use the last bit of energy,

Come help Pengguang recover some of the missing source!

Yun Hao: "Perhaps it's not necessary to do so. Who can guarantee what the future holds There might be a way to achieve both."

Feng Jue's expression was resolute as he said, "I don't want to gamble. I just want to do my best to let Peng Guang grow up well and hope that the Sword Emperor will fulfill his wish."

".”

Yun Hao took a deep breath and then nodded.

Peng Jue reached out his hand, taking the little golden-winged divine peng sleeping in Yun Hao's palm. Looking at this tiny creature, Peng Jue's eyes overflowed with reluctance, affection, and boundless expectation.

The next moment.

The remnants of Peng Jue's soul, transformed into golden specks of light, continuously merged into the body of the Xiao Jinchi Divine Peng.

The slumbering little golden-winged divine peng, suddenly woke up.

"Squeak, squeak..."

"Daddy..."

"Daddy, what's wrong with you"

"Daddy, don't leave me... Daddy, I won't be naughty anymore... Daddy, please don't disappear..."

Pengguang was not Pengjue's descendant, but always regarded Pengjue as his father.

Pengguang cried and sobbed continuously, tears streaming down his face.

Peng Jue's remaining soul, a mere head, stared intently at Peng Guang with eyes that flickered with complex emotions.

At the moment of his complete disappearance, Peng Jue uttered one last time: "Pengguang, follow Jian Di well. Don't be mischievous, don't cause trouble. I believe you can lead our Jinchi Divine Peng lineage back to its peak!"

After that sentence was finished.

The remnant soul of the great Peng dissipated completely, transforming into the purest essence of the Golden-winged Divine Peng, merging with Peng Guang's body.

Pengguang was heartbroken and desperate, crying helplessly.

Yun Hao reached out and grasped Peng Guang in his palm. A gentle force surged, aiding Peng Guang in refining the newly acquired Jin Chi Shen Peng essence within him.

In a moment, Peng Guang's body began to emit brilliant golden light.

Every golden feather became purer, especially the sword feather on its forehead, which became sharper and more piercing!

The supplementation of the source of life caused Pengguang to fall asleep once more.

Meow!

The stray cat let out a cry, and it sounded strangely mournful.

It suddenly felt very envious of this little Golden Winged Divine Peng.

But from its birth, it was within the confines of forbidden energy, with no memory whatsoever of family matters...

Yun Hao placed the small golden-winged divine peng on top of Huang Mao's head.

Even in its sleep, the insecure little Golden-winged Roc clung tightly to the fur on the top of the wildcat's head with its two tiny claws.

"Meow, Yunhao, this cat warns you, take your little bird off of my head!"

Yun Hao feigned a move to retract the small golden-winged divine peng.

The plump, fluffy cat suddenly darted forward and said, "Forget it, forget it. This old cat has a big belly and can forgive you. Looking at this poor little guy, I'll take care of him!"

A barely perceptible smile played on Yunhao's lips.

The talk of the beast’s extinction had always left him feeling uneasy.

The more he learned about the Cat Beast, the more he felt that while it might possess the power to destroy the world, such a cataclysmic act was definitely not an instinctual behavior of the Cat Beast.

Just as people have differences between good and bad.

Even wild beasts are like this.

The wildcat has many flaws, it's lazy, gluttonous, loves to boast, and as a mother cat, it always goes into the arms of the girls.

But Yun Hao found no trace of ferocity or cruelty on the desolate cat.

………

Outside the Burial Demon Mountain Range.

Tian Bugui, Han Qianshan, and a group of Zhen Mo Wei from the Guangming Hall hide in a safe zone.

At this moment, Tian Bugui couldn't help but feel immense regret. He paced back and forth anxiously.

It shouldn't have agreed to let Yunhao go alone!

Han Qianshan's injuries had healed. He picked up his spear and stood up, walking to Tian Buhui's face and saying, "You guys wait here for me, I'm going to find Yun Hao."

Tian Buhui immediately turned his head and looked at the Town Demon Guards behind him, shouting: "You all wait here. I'll go with Han Qianshan to find Yun Hao."

Remember, none of you are allowed to venture deeper into the Burial Demon Mountains until we return. Three days from now, if all of us have not returned, you must immediately return to the Martial Hall!

Just then.

A loud, clear cry rang out.

Then, in the sky, a gigantic golden eagle with iron claws appeared.

This was a much stronger iron-taloned golden eagle than the one that had rescued Lu Dachuan before. Its terrifying aura instantly made everyone's hearts sink.

In an instant.

Tian returns not, drawing his sword from its sheath, a surge of power erupts from him.

Han Qianshan, as well as all the Town Demon Guards present, looked extremely solemn and prepared for a fight to the death!mous throughout the land, it's useless."Even if Yufeng is colluding with the Demon Cult, matters concerning her should be decided by the Summer Emperor himself.The people of the Martial Hall, let alon...