Within Heavenly Roc King's body surged a special power, containing numerous mysterious fragments of the Great Dao and law forces, of unprecedented complexity and profundity, and possessing a mysterious and divine strength.
Even the Reverse Divine King Rebirth Art personally executed by Ye Chen was almost rendered ineffective, on the verge of being broken. The injuries were rapidly healing; flesh, blood, sinew, and bone visibly reconnecting and mending.
"Is this the origin force of the Golden-Winged Roc?"
A look of astonishment and doubt appeared on Ye Chen's face. His gaze was unprecedentedly brilliant, as if capable of piercing through everything within Heavenly Roc King's body, staring intently without blinking.
On one hand, he was executing the Reverse Divine King Rebirth Art to prevent Heavenly Roc King's injuries from autonomously healing. On the other, he was observing the Golden-Winged Roc's origin force within him repairing the wounded body.
It could be said this was the true source of Heavenly Roc King's formidable power. It had already fully awakened when Heavenly Roc King achieved the True King realm, ready to be unleashed, and was far more terrifying.
Unfortunately, Heavenly Roc King had been utterly defeated by Battle Saint King before he could even think of unleashing it. Had this power been mastered, Ye Chen would not have found defeating him so easy.
But alas, this world had no 'ifs'.
Moreover, this origin force was the true origin power of the Golden-Winged Roc, containing many mysteries of the Mythical Era Golden-Winged Roc, and possibly even its invincible legacy.
Ye Chen observed everything intently. Being in the Dao Realm, his perception and thoughts were far more terrifying than usual. A brief observation allowed him to comprehend much, gaining profound insights.
"This is the ultimate mystery of the Golden-Winged Roc. Truly extraordinary, enough to make one marvel."
He could sense that within that origin force lay the most magnificent and mysterious origin fragments, as if concealing the secrets of heaven and earth's birth, surpassing imagination.
In a daze, he seemed to see a Golden-Winged Roc spreading its wings to strike the heavens, soaring through the vast starry sea. With each flap of its wings, it created heaven and earth, chaos first appeared, and the myriad Daos trembled and submitted—unbelievable.
Moreover, the Heavenly Roc traversed the starry sea, space and time seemingly reversing. In the blink of an eye, it crossed endless star domains, fully displaying the Saint Roc's ultimate speed!
"In ancient times, there was a great roc, its wings like gold. With one flap, it traveled one hundred and eight thousand li—this is the ultimate profound meaning!"
Ye Chen murmured to himself. Being in the Dao Realm, he could comprehend the ultimate profound meaning of the Golden-Winged Roc's movement technique—the true world's ultimate speed.
It was not limited like the Reverse Void Eight Steps, confined below the Saint Treasury Realm. Even at extremely high levels, it could manifest endless profound meanings.
If enacted to the extreme, perhaps it could transcend the River of Time, return to the past, or journey to the future.
The Golden-Winged Roc had been nearly the fastest divine bird of the Mythical Era. Even the Immortal Phoenix could not match its speed; only the most mysterious Kunpeng could compare.
Ye Chen comprehended this ultimate speed profound meaning from the origin force within Heavenly Roc King and wished to enact it, to master it himself.
Although he already possessed the Realm-Treading Secret Technique, the Ancient Monarch's ultimate divine speed, it relied more on utilizing void force. If he could master the Golden-Winged Roc's ultimate speed profound meaning, perhaps he could combine the two, achieve Extreme Sublimation, surpass limits, and become the mortal world's foremost speed.
To obtain more origin mysteries, Battle Saint King directly made his move. His every gesture contained peerless divine might, directly rendering Heavenly Roc King's already pitiful body even more tattered—a bloody, mangled mess with exposed white bones, nothing left unseen.
Between the flesh and blood, more origin fragments surfaced, displayed, shimmering with divine radiance, flowing with mysterious power.
Ye Chen's eyes blazed like heavenly suns, staring motionlessly, continuously reaping gains.
He even acted, slicing off a large piece of flesh containing wisps of origin fragments. Under the watchful eyes of all, he directly stored it away, intending to observe it slowly in the future.
"Ah!"
Heavenly Roc King let out a miserable roar, filled with unwillingness and immense humiliation. Powerful as he was, at this moment he was like a prisoner, manipulated and wantonly spied upon for the secrets of his origin force—unimaginable and utterly disgraceful in the past.
Many felt a chill and a wordless sorrowful situation.
How majestic and peerless Heavenly Roc King had been in the past, sweeping through his generation with an invincible posture. Who could contend? Who could rival him? He looked down upon the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths without match.
Now, he had practically fallen to being a prisoner, worse than death, dissected by Battle Saint King like a white lab rat, his origin secrets spied upon.
At the same time, there was also a sense of awe towards Battle Saint King, for in all the world, only Battle Saint King could accomplish this.
The gazes of those True Kings grew many times more intense and brilliant. Were it not for this place being unsuitable, they would have wanted to soar into the sky, land before him, and also study the Golden-Winged Roc's origin secrets.
But Battle Saint King stood there, layer upon layer of divine halo manifesting around him, condensing into the most sacred and extraordinary divine nature halo, as if piercing through another universe. Immortal aura enveloped his person, immortal mist swirling and spreading—how mysterious and extraordinary.
He was like an invincible war god, his aura terrifying the mortal world, making all True Kings' hearts tremble, not daring to act rashly.
"Enough, Battle Saint King. My clan's True King is already defeated. Why go this far?"
A Dao shout exploded between heaven and earth, causing many to cover their ears, deafeningly loud. Even their brow Primordial Spirits felt a stabbing pain, nearly shattering.
Boom—
An unprecedented vast demonic might surged forth, overwhelming heaven and earth, terrifyingly pressing down through the sky.
A terrifying figure suddenly appeared, his form blurred all over, streams of supreme and potent demonic energy overflowing from his entire body. His presence seemed capable of devouring mountains and rivers. It was a demon race titan personally appearing, shockingly terrifying.
He came personally, Dao marks cascading like waterfalls. In an instant, he arrived before them, his might suppressing the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, making many tremble in their souls.
"A Saint Lord, at the very least a powerful Saint Lord."
Everyone was astonished. This was a powerful Saint Lord, stronger than an overlord.
If the Saint Treasury Realm's nine heavens were subdivided, then the fifth heaven was overlord, and the seventh heaven was Saint Lord.
This demon race titan before them was a Seventh Heaven Saint Lord-level figure, far more powerful than an overlord.
Now, this Saint Lord-level demon race titan had personally appeared to stop Ye Chen's actions, protect his clan's Heavenly Roc King. Moreover, he radiated a powerful Dao might, streams of Dao marks overflowing, suppressing the firmament, incomparably powerful.
"I said, since you sincerely sought to deal with me, then upon defeat, you must pay the corresponding price. Otherwise, everyone under heaven will think this Battle Saint King is easy to bully."
Battle Saint King said calmly, causing everyone to be taken aback. They never expected that even facing a true Saint Lord, Battle Saint King's attitude remained so unyielding.
While they acknowledged Battle Saint King's formidable strength, capable of slaying overlords, facing a Seventh Heaven Saint Lord was many times more difficult than facing an overlord.
"Young friend, you are indeed powerful, but you still lack some seasoning. I do not wish to make things difficult for you. Please leave. I will not pursue this matter."
The demon race titan strode forward, releasing unparalleled demonic might that caused the sky to rumble, even tremble.
Beneath the blurred waterfall of Dao marks, a pair of terrifying gazes solidified into substance and shot forth, making even the heavens rumble mournfully.
"Is that so?"
Battle Saint King looked levelly at his opponent, also sensing his opponent's extreme power.
Previously, many prodigies had always confused overlords and Saint Lords, thinking overlords were Saint Lords and Saint Lords were overlords.
In fact, there was a huge difference between the two.
True Saint Lords, like the masters of those Immortal Sacred Lands, required at least Seventh Heaven Saint Treasury Realm cultivation to qualify, though some overlords also served as masters of powerful forces and were likewise called Saint Lords—more an honorific title.
To truly distinguish, Saint Lord-level figures were far more powerful than overlords, especially upon entering the seventh heaven, supremely powerful.
Such a Saint Lord-level figure, even Ye Chen on ordinary days without utilizing Faith Power or world power, would be no match for.
But now, standing atop the Dao Realm and having executed the Battle God Seal to achieve Extreme Sublimation to the Saint Treasury Realm level, his power had increased who knows how many times over. Even without using his trump cards, he definitely had the power to fight.
The Battle Saint Blood within him roared, confronting the demon race titan.
"Battle Saint King, are you truly forcing this old man to act? Although you are powerful and will undoubtedly achieve the Supreme One position in the future, capable of looking down upon the Myriad Domains and ruling over the heavens, your current realm is still low. I advise you to be more cautious." The demon race titan spoke, directly pressing forward. The demonic might on his body surged forth like a vast ocean, tearing the sky open with terrifying spatial cracks—truly dreadful.
This was the might of a demon race Saint Lord, far more terrifying than imagined.
Battle Saint King, enveloped in the Ten Heavens divine nature halo, layer upon layer as if situated in another mysterious universe, his hair shimmering with immortal radiance, his battle blood boiling, said, "I too would very much like to see just how strong a true Saint Lord is."
Everyone was taken aback, unable to suppress their shock. Could it be Battle Saint King truly wanted to challenge a Saint Lord?
At this moment, many grew fervent, filled with eager anticipation.
"Battle Saint King, you have already won. I hope this can end here. Show mercy where mercy is due!"
Another voice came. In the distant sky, a white-haired, white-bearded elder appeared, striding through the air, arriving in an instant with extreme speed.
Saint Lord!
On his person were emblems of the True Dragon and Phoenix. At a glance, one knew he was a high-ranking figure of the Dragon Phoenix Academy. Now, a Saint Lord had personally appeared, showing just how much importance they placed on Heavenly Roc King.
Two Saint Lords had appeared simultaneously, both seeking to protect Heavenly Roc King.
Moreover, in the distant sky, a host of demon race experts stood, each with blood energy soaring to the heavens, immensely terrifying, all coming to protect Heavenly Roc King's life.
The Dragon Phoenix Academy also had numerous powerful figures standing there, their forms blurred, all supreme experts.