Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

On the Pingyuan Battlefield.

A loud boom echoed.

Chu Yuan returned to the ring.

Jin Yu, confused about the situation, stood there dumbfounded, unable to react.

He stood in the forefront, with one hand behind his back, lost in thought, yet he exuded an intimidating presence.

In the next moment, a sun descended from the sky, landing upon the Pingyuan Battlefield.

More accurately, it landed right in front of Jin Yu.

As the figure landed, the flames dissipated, revealing its appearance.

It was a young man with a head of fiery red hair, dressed in a Golden Dragon Robe, regal and majestic, with an aura of an unrivaled sovereign and imperial authority.

A Golden Halo hovered behind this young man, further amplifying his imposing might.

"The Jinwu Clan's proud, Di Yu!"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Jin Yu's pupils sharply contracted.

He had heard of the Three-legged Golden Crow before.

Because this Race was very famous.

After all, the Three-legged Golden Crow Clan produced a ruler who once dominated the entire Demon Race.

Among the current prodigies of the Three-legged Golden Crow Clan, Di Yu is ranked within the top five.

A person far beyond Jin Yu's level.

What was such a being doing here?

"Golden-Winged Dapeng, Jin Yu? I believe I just saw you slaying three prodigies of the Dragon Clan; did you do this?"

Di Yu asked expressionlessly.

He floated slightly off the ground, like a supreme monarch incarnate.

"I will not be humiliated. Those three provoked me and were slain by me. Do you have a problem with that?"

Jin Yu cast aside his prior submission, looking proudly at Di Yu.

"Then do you know, right now the Dragon Clan is a subsidiary Race to my Jinwu?"

Di Yu's face grew colder.

Behind him, the Golden Halo transformed into a ferocious Three-legged Golden Crow, restless and seemingly ready to suppress Jin Yu.

"So what if I know?"

Jin Yu was not the least bit intimidated.

Behind him too, the phantom of a Golden-Winged Dapeng emerged, confronting the Three-legged Golden Crow.

However, compared to the domineering presence of the Three-legged Golden Crow.

The Golden-Winged Dapeng seemed slightly lacking in momentum.

"How bold. Apart from those prodigies I recognize, you're the first to dare show your Dharma Aspect before me. You deserve to be suppressed by me today."

Di Yu was amused by Jin Yu's audacity.

Though he laughed, the chill in his eyes grew more intense.

"I, Jin Yu, am invincible in this world. Who can suppress me?"

Jin Yu glanced at Di Yu and spoke indifferently.

"Invincible in this world? Let's see if you can still say such words in a moment."

Di Yu replied.

The next instant, he raised his hand and struck towards Jin Yu.

A palm print carrying rolling flames swept towards him, like a strike from a primeval Ancient God, unstoppable in its force.

Facing this palm.

Jin Yu didn't have the courage to take it head-on.

He shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Senior, save me!!"

As his voice fell.

A streak of golden light instantly flew out from the ring, as if suppressing the three members of the Dragon Clan just before, and it struck towards Di Yu.

The golden light collided first with Di Yu's palm.

Upon contact.

In just a brief moment, the palm was shattered.

The two forces were not even on the same level.

It was a matter of absolute suppression.

"Jin Yu!"

Di Yu's pupils contracted, and he realized that his opponent had cheated.

He turned into a Three-legged Golden Crow and attempted to flee.

But the golden light pursued relentlessly, like a nagging affliction.

Seeing this.

Di Yu immediately burned his lifeblood, bursting forth at full speed, trying to escape.

Di Yu accelerated…

And indeed managed to shake off the golden light.

The speed of Di Yu burning the blood of the Golden Crow was exaggerated.

Once thrown off, the golden light lost its target and dissipated on the spot.

"Jin Yu! I want you dead!"

Di Yu saw the golden light disappear and turned around to roar towards where Jin Yu was.

This roar spread throughout the entire Pingyuan Battlefield.

It drew the attention of countless battling Demon Clan's Prouds.

Di Yu transformed into a Three-legged Golden Crow, attempting to rush towards Jin Yu.

But in the next moment.

Boom!!

A beam of golden light struck from the sky, hitting the unguarded Di Yu. In an instant, Di Yu was blasted into dust.

At the original spot, behind Jin Yu.

Chu Yuan's figure slowly coalesced, looking in the direction of Di Yu with a hint of a smile.

What a joke.

A youngster, daring to pose in front of me.

Did you really think that just because a beam of golden light failed to hit you, you had successfully survived?

You didn't expect that, did you?

You didn't expect I would use misdirection, did you?

As Chu Yuan smiled, he also became more vigilant.

The golden light he had unleashed might have been avoidable.

Indeed, golden light is not that fun.

The Golden Halo is more fun.

One strike, one hit.

Never a miss.

"Thank you, senior, for your help."

Seeing Di Yu fall, Jin Yu couldn't help but smile and hurriedly stepped forward to offer thanks.

"What are you thanking for? With all these Demon Clan's Prouds here, do you know how many I still need to slaughter? If you keep thanking, how long will you have to do so?"

Chu Yuan shook his head and said.

He glanced down at his palm.

His palm...

Was trembling slightly.

It was a tremble of excitement.

Chu Yuan didn't know why.

Every time he slaughtered a Demon Clan's Proud, he would feel a bit excited; he didn't know why.

This was also why he didn't resist being Jin Yu's tool, continually slaughtering the Demon Clan's Prouds.

"Senior is right; great kindness doesn't require thanks!"

Jin Yu said repeatedly.

"Hmm... wait, many people are rushing towards you. You see how to deal with it. You can act a little more dramatically. Fight them, and I will help you slaughter them all... "

Chu Yuan hadn't finished speaking.

He once again turned into a beam of golden light and entered the ring.

But Jin Yu was stunned for a moment.

Many people are rushing over here?

Jin Yu soared into the air and looked around in all directions, trying to see how many were coming.

At this look, Jin Yu was dumbfounded.

He saw a dense mass of figures rushing towards him, so many that they couldn't be counted.

This frightened Jin Yu.

This many people...

Could it be they were all coming for him?

But after thinking it over, Jin Yu dismissed the thought.

How could that be.

How could he have drawn the ire of so many?

Probably they came over to see what happened after Di Yu fell by his hand.

With that in mind, Jin Yu became fearless.

Bluffing with the tiger's might, acting mightily.

He was adept at this!

Jin Yu directly stepped into the air, with the phantom of the Golden-Winged Dapeng spreading its wings soaring behind him, facing all directions, he casually beckoned, as if inviting everyone to battle.

"At the pinnacle of immortals, I stand above all, as long as Jin Yu is here, so is the heaven!!"

"Today, I, Jin Yu, stand here, seeing who dares to battle! May the fall of Di Yu serve as a lesson to you all!"

Jin Yu spoke with exceptional arrogance.

Screech!!!

Behind Jin Yu, the phantom of the Golden-Winged Dapeng took flight, its cries resounding, seemingly ready to ascend directly for ninety thousand leagues.

With his fearless demeanor.

Believe it or not, those Demon Clan's Prouds who wanted to stir up trouble were actually intimidated.

One by one, they didn't dare to advance, only watching from a distance, to verify if Di Yu had truly fallen...