ne, ten of her combined wouldn't be a match for Jun Xiaoyao."Cough...Jun Xiaoyao..." The Golden Winged Roc King coughed blood, struggling out of the deep pit. His eyes glinted savagely like a wild bea...The outskirts of the Immortal's Remains, a certain treasure-hunting location.

A sound of nothingness echoed.

A graceful shadow, transforming into a divine rainbow, flew swiftly through the void.

In the rear, there were indigenous forces such as the Yuanmo Clan and the Earth Spirit Clan, encircling from behind.