We Agreed to Brag Together, But You Secretly Dominated the World Chapter 482 -: The Might of the Heavenly Emperor

The Golden-Winged Roc, witnessing the unfolding events, let out a freezing roar, "Human! You court death!" Instantly, its immense wings beat with formidable power, unleashing a divine might that swept across the land like a tidal wave. From a distance, its wings appeared as a colossal golden canopy, crashing against an boundless ocean.

Boom! The world convulsed with the thunderous impact of countless explosions. The void itself fractured, spewing forth torrents of chaotic Qi.

Gripping the Azure Dragon Sword, Su Chen brought it down with crushing force. In a flash, he and the Golden-Winged Roc had exchanged hundreds of blows, their movements a blur of extreme speed, almost imperceptible to the naked eye. Even Saint Kings would have struggled to follow their lightning-fast combat.

It was truly astonishing that Su Chen, having just attained the Saint King Realm, could contend so fiercely against the Roc's blinding speed, showing no signs of being a novice. His combat prowess on display caused even the Saint Kings in the late stages of their cultivation to feel a pang of shame. Who could possibly exhibit such power so soon after breaking through to the Saint King Realm?

A harsh tearing sound echoed as the Golden-Winged Roc shrieked, a sound that shook the heavens and the earth, as its golden blood rained down upon the surroundings. One of its forms was obliterated in mid-air, its golden wing brutally severed by Su Chen's sword.

The onlookers could only stare in disbelief. This was a Golden-Winged Roc of the Saint King Realm, legendary in ancient times, and undeniably powerful. Many had anticipated a fierce contest between equally matched opponents. After all, Su Chen's strength grew exponentially when facing formidable adversaries, and the Roc was no weakling. Their ancestors had feasted on the flesh of true dragons and the marrow of divine phoenixes; their race possessed a unique and natural might among the demon races, far surpassing others.

Yet, in less than fifteen minutes, the Roc's body was utterly shattered.

"Everyone!" the Roc bellowed, struggling to speak. "This human is now beyond defeat. I implore you to attack him together, lest we all perish today. If we fall, the myriad races will face unimaginable calamity! Surely, no one wishes to see the myriad races we've painstakingly nurtured to strength utterly destroyed, paving the way for the human race to dominate?"

The Roc then frantically retreated, attempting to heal. Miraculously, its body regenerated almost instantly.

Su Chen gazed upwards, a flicker of surprise in his eyes, "This is... Black Blood Stone?"

Saints possessed the ability to regrow severed limbs. While not quite a resurrection from blood, Saint Kings were exceptionally resilient and difficult to destroy completely. As long as their divine souls remained intact, they could potentially revive. The Roc's recovery, therefore, made a degree of sense to Su Chen. An ancient Roc, comparable to golden crows, would not be easily extinguished. However, its recovery speed still astonished him.

Within the swirling mist of golden blood, he distinctly sensed the aura of the Black Blood Stone – a treasure originating from dark creatures, exceedingly rare in this region. It was plausible for the Roc to possess a small amount. Yet, the extent of its rapid regeneration and recovery implied the use of colossal quantities, potent enough to rival the power derived from at least a hundred million stones. Su Chen, having previously refined such a vast amount himself, recognized it immediately.

The more pressing question remained: with the dark creatures virtually eradicated from this land, where had the Roc acquired such an abundance of Black Blood Stones?

"That's right!" the Roc declared coldly, a sinister smile gracing its lips. "You recognize this as Black Blood Stone, human. But no matter how potent you are, you cannot defeat me!"

In response, Su Chen unleashed a punch. The Heavenly Emperor Fist surged outwards, encompassing the surrounding area. Every star within a million-mile radius trembled, showering the Roc with an endless cascade of starlight.

The Roc only had time for a sharp cry before Su Chen's devastating punch disintegrated its body into ashes once more, nearly obliterating its divine soul in the process.

With a single punch, the renowned swift Roc was unable to evade Su Chen's attack. This single blow sent tremors of profound fear through the hearts of the Saint Kings present. Su Chen's power was simply too terrifying!

The white-haired elder of the Long family turned ashen, his face contorted with sheer horror as he trembled uncontrollably. The way he now perceived Su Chen was steeped in unadulterated shock.

This was far too daunting! If even the mighty Roc was so easily subdued, what hope would any of them have if they dared to attack together?

Without a second thought, the Long family elder turned and fled, his resolve unshaken. Thoughts of revenge, inheritance, and the quasi-emperor's coffin all paled in comparison to the primal urge for survival.

Yet, just as he began his escape, a figure slowly approached him. This figure traversed thousands of miles in a single step, the very landscape of mountains and rivers seeming to warp and reverse around them. To any observer, it would appear as though the figure had not moved at all, yet he now stood directly before the elder.

A swirling vortex of chaotic Qi obscured the figure's features. However, the obsidian sword clutched in his hand unleashed a roar of an ancient dragon, a sound that commanded dominion over heaven and earth!