C378 Yan Zhi's Enlistment

Roc Golden Wing Bird!

A type of flying beast, a high-level flying beast.

In the Demon Realm, its status was completely comparable to the Myriad Stars Palace in the Immortal World.

However, there was one difference. The population of the Roc Golden Wing Bird clan was scarce. A new Roc Golden Wing Bird could only appear once every ten thousand years or even a hundred thousand years.

But thinking about it, how heaven defying was the Roc Golden Wing Bird to be like this?

The main point was that the speed of the Roc Golden Wing Bird was incomparable.

It shot straight up to 90,000 miles!

Zhuang Sheng's one sentence was all about the scariness of the Roc Golden Wing Bird.

Now that a Roc Golden Wing Bird had appeared in front of Jian Ping, Jian Ping had to treat it seriously.

He was not serious about Jinchi. Instead, he was serious about the Roc Golden Wing Bird.

In Jian Ping's eyes, Jinchi, who was only at the Nine Heavens Profound Immortal, was just an ant.

Of course, if his demonic spirit body was able to grow, it would be a different story. However, this was under the premise that he could grow and unleash his full potential.

The current Jinchi was unable to fully display the effect of this special physique. He could only passively take a beating.

Buzz!

The space trembled.

Jinchi, no, it should be called Roc Golden Wing Bird now.

The Roc Golden Wing Bird's eyes revealed a fierce light as it stared at Jian Ping.

"Chirp!"

A chirp sounded out from the Roc Golden Wing Bird's mouth.

Spreading his wings!

Boom!

A storm appeared out of thin air.

Feather scales shot out from the storm.

Under the moonlight, the feathers glittered with a golden light.

Boom!

The moment the ten thousand swords clashed with the ten thousand scales, an extremely powerful shockwave burst out from between the two.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

As this wave of energy swept out, all the tables and chairs in the room felt like a magnitude ten earthquake had descended upon it.

As it swayed, cracks appeared in the middle of the tables and chairs and exploded.

Bang! Bang!

As he landed, the sound of glass shattering could be heard.

"As expected of someone who possesses the bloodline of a Roc Golden Wing Bird." Jian Ping praised.

The Roc Golden Wing Bird was full of treasures.

Those feather scales were comparable to Immortal Weapons, incomparably sharp.

This was also the reason why there were so few people in the Roc Golden Wing Bird. There was one thing that appeared on their bodies.

Who asked them to be full of treasures? Typically, they were all rich generation and second generation.

Who wouldn't be tempted to meet this kind of rich person!?

"However, you are still unable to fuse the bloodline of the Devil Clan with the demon race. You are simply unable to unleash its full power." Jian Ping explained.

"If you submit to me, I can help you!"

Jian Ping stretched out his right hand, his five fingers straightened, and suddenly pushed forward.

Bang!

A huge figure shot out. What was tragic was that there was a wall behind him.

Bang!

The wall behind him seemed to be made of paper. There was no resistance at all.

The 3,000-meter figure passed through and disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye.

Jian Ping looked at the 'carved' Roc Golden Wing Bird on the wall and smiled. Then, he looked at the door.

"Yem Zhi, since you are here, come in."

Tap!

Outside the door, Yem Zhi had a surprised look on his face.

He had already arrived when Jinchi had turned into a Roc Golden Wing Bird.

Initially, he wanted to rush in and "help" Jinchi deal with Jian Ping, but what happened next made him want to retreat. Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by Jian Ping's voice.

Even Jinchi, who had transformed into the Roc Golden Wing Bird, was no match for him. How could he possibly be a match for him?

He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to withstand a single attack.

Although Yem Zhi hated Jian Ping, he could only hide this hatred deep in his heart due to the difference in strength. He could only give up.

He had given up on his hatred for Jian Ping, but this didn't mean that Jian Ping would do the same.

Yem Zhi had already made up his mind. If Jian Ping really wanted to kill him, he could only fight with all his might.

Da!

Clang!

Yem Zhi braced himself, pushed open the door, and walked in.

He looked at Jian Ping and smiled brightly, "Young master Jian."

"Young Master Jian." Jian Ping narrowed his eyes and stared at Yem Zhi.

"Uh!" Being stared at by Jian Ping like that, Yem Zhi instantly knew that he had said something wrong.

Sword, despicable!

He was beating around the bush and scolding Jian Ping!

"No." Yem Zhi quickly shook his head, "Young master Jian."

Only then did Jian Ping nod his head, "Yem Zhi, we haven't met for a thousand years, right?"

"En. We haven't met for a thousand years. " Yem Zhi replied.

"You've been living well for a thousand years!" Jian Ping looked at Yem Zhi and said, "Nine Heavens Profound Immortal, and a Third Layer."

"Well..." Yem Zhi did not know how to answer.

No matter how good it is, it's still better than you!

Even Jinchi, who had turned into a Roc Golden Wing Bird, could only block one attack from you. This was obvious that you had already reached the Immortal Lord.

Immortal Lord!

That was a true high grade immortal!

In front of a high grade immortal, this Nine Heavens Profound Immortal Third Layer was just too weak. To him, he was just an ant!

"Yem Zhi, the Heaven Punishing Pavilion is in need of talents. What do you think?" Jian Ping suddenly threw out an olive branch.

An olive branch!

What kind of situation was this, throwing out an olive branch to him instead of wanting to kill him?

Right now, he was still a member of the Golden Devil Clan.

If he didn't withdraw from the Golden Devil Clan, wouldn't he be left with "trust" and "loyalty? 'If he joined the Heaven Punishing Pavilion, wouldn't he be left with" loyalty ?

I'm not going to do something like going back on my word!

However, Yem Zhi could only say these words in his heart. Once he said it, he believed that what awaited him would be death.

However, if he were to join the Heaven Punishing Pavilion, it was obvious that he wouldn't be able to do it.

He was caught in a dilemma.

Trust and loyalty, death and survival.

As if he had seen through Yem Zhi's thoughts, Jian Ping spoke again, "Are you worried about the word trust and loyalty?"

"En!" Since Jian Ping had already said so, Yem Zhi did not hide anything and directly nodded his head.

"You can rest assured about this. Golden Devil Clan will also submit to me and join the Heaven Punishing Pavilion." Jian Ping said.

"You are confident!" Yem Zhi frowned.

"Yes!" Jian Ping smiled. "Besides, if you make a big contribution, I don't mind letting you get what you want."

"What I want?" This time, Yem Zhi was puzzled.

The thing he wanted was something that only the Holy Domain possessed. Do you have the strength to do so?

Furthermore, how do you know which thing I want?

"My Heaven Punishing Pavilion will definitely enter the Holy Domain in the future. When the time is right, I don't mind letting you join Wenzhou temporarily and become Saint Wenn's disciple."

"Wenzhou! Saint Wenn!" Yem Zhi was puzzled. He had only obtained the Analects of Confucius and did not know the secrets behind it.

"Saint Wenn, he is the founder of the cultivation technique you are cultivating. He is the son of the scholar, and he is also the leader of the Nine Saints of the Heavenly Dao." Jian Ping said in a deep voice.

"Is that true?" Yem Zhi asked.

Every time he used the Qi of Righteousness, it would move the power of the Heavenly Dao. He could sense it, and after hearing what Jian Ping said, he became even more certain.

"En!" Jian Ping nodded. "Absolutely not."

"Okay!" Yem Zhi gritted his teeth and made up his mind. "But there is a prerequisite."