Jia Nantian

Jia Nantian . . . 

This golden-winged great roc hailed from the esteemed ranks of the Sky Roc Race's royal faction, a grand demon lineage that held a position akin to the White Tiger Race. It was none other than a pure-blooded golden-winged great roc, a king from birth.

The very moment a golden-winged roc graced the world, its destiny was sealed as a sovereign among sky rocs, basking in a status of unparalleled reverence. Their veins coursed with the pristine blood of their ancestors, a heritage untainted by impurity.

Legends of the Sky Roc Race's progenitors spoke of winged deities capable of parting the heavens with a mere flap of their wings. They could traverse the world in the blink of an eye, their swiftness unmatched, and their path unstoppable.

The golden-winged roc now before their eyes bore the name Jia Nantian. He had awoken the bloodline of the golden-winged great roc, gifting him an exalted rank and matchless power.

The Sky Connection Realm had been marred by numerous conflicts between the Nine-Emperors Immortal Empire and the Sky Roc Race. Huang Wudi, in his thirst for revenge, had slain countless sky rocs, leading to a climactic showdown with Jia Nantian.

Huang Wudi had arrived with a retinue of experts from his empire, his aura radiating an astonishing presence, akin to an emperor of his era. His father had bestowed upon him the name Huang Wudi with the intention that his son would become an invincible figure, unrivaled by any.

Jia Nantian's eyes glittered with a fearsome, razor-sharp light. A shroud of golden radiance enveloped him as he locked his gaze onto Huang Wudi, declaring, "I had no time for you before, but your ceaseless humiliation of my kin has not gone unnoticed. From this day forth, I shall obliterate any who bear your mark."

"Your boasts are in vain," Huang Wudi retorted with an outpouring of emperor's might. Bathed in resplendent light, he waved a dismissive hand, and those in his company stepped aside, leaving the stage to him and Jia Nantian.

"With our king taking the field, these humans are but insignificant ants," an arrogant Sky Roc Race expert chimed in from the sidelines. They exuded unwavering confidence in Jia Nantian, their eyes burning with the fervor of absolute belief. Jia Nantian had issued challenges across the Western Regions and emerged victorious each time, save for encounters with opponents vastly superior in cultivation. He was their king, an unbeatable and invincible monarch.

"Within the Sky Connecting Realm, Huang Wudi and Jia Nantian stand as supreme figures, with only a scant few who can hope to match their prowess. This is a battle between titans, and none can predict the ultimate victor," mused the onlookers. Anticipation coursed through their veins as they eagerly awaited the clash of these indomitable forces.

"Enough talk. Let the battle begin," Huang Wudi declared, his hands clasped behind his back. An aura of imperial authority enveloped him, transforming him into an emperor in full regalia, demanding obeisance from the world.

"Swish~" Jia Nantian unfurled his wings, radiant with golden runic light. A potent and enigmatic energy emanated from him, stirring the souls of all who beheld him. A single glance at those wings evoked the feeling that they were mightier than even divine artifacts.

"It's said that for greater demons of the royal faction, they must first awaken the pure bloodline of their ancestor. Successfully doing so infuses them with the ancestral blood, granting them inherited memories of potent arts and innate techniques brimming with boundless might," someone whispered in awe as they marveled at Jia Nantian's majestic wings.

"Hmph, then today, let's witness the true strength of a golden-winged great roc," Huang Wudi declared. His fist shot forth, generating a beam of light teeming with boundless emperor's might. However, Jia Nantian calmly folded his wings around himself, standing motionless. Huang Wudi's powerful fist light crashed into Jia Nantian's wings, only to be completely absorbed.

"Swish~" A turbulent qi surged forth, and Jia Nantian unfurled his wings once more. His eyes held a terrifying intensity, capable of peering into the depths of people's hearts. Simply by folding his wings to shield himself, he deflected Huang Wudi's attack. It was an awe-inspiring sight.

Too powerful. Was this the true strength of a king from the Sky Roc Race? How terrifying were those wings? Rumors had it that the wings of a golden-winged great roc needed to undergo an awakening process to harness the power of their ancestors, but no one knew if it was fact or fiction.

Huang Wudi's eyes flickered as he manifested his immortal foundation—a silhouette of a supreme human emperor wielding an emperor's dao sword capable of commanding the world appeared before him.

Jia Nantian regarded Huang Wudi with an air of supreme disdain in his eyes. He didn't even consider Huang Wudi a worthy opponent.

With another flap of Jia Nantian's wings, countless razor-sharp feathers shot through the air, capable of obliterating everything in their path. They collided with the windstorm unleashed by Huang Wudi, causing absolute chaos to erupt. The sheer might of a single attack sent shivers down the spines of all who watched.

"SUBMIT!" Huang Wudi roared. Several emperor silhouettes descended from the sky, each brandishing swords that slashed toward Jia Nantian. The space itself seemed on the brink of collapse under their combined power.

In that moment, Jia Nantian moved. His radiant wings spread wide, and in an instant, spectators saw only a blur of light. Even Qin Wentian, with his keen eyes, struggled to follow Jia Nantian's movements.

Great rocs were naturally known for their astonishing speed. They could traverse over 90,000 miles with a single wingbeat in the span of a breath. This swiftness was the stuff of legends. Given Qin Wentian's current cultivation, he likely wouldn't withstand a single blow from Jia Nantian.

In the blink of an eye, furious rifts tore through the atmosphere, as if space itself was about to rupture. Many emperor silhouettes disintegrated and vanished completely.

Suddenly, the tempest intensified. An enormous phantom of a roc materialized, enveloping Jia Nantian and the surrounding space. Boundless golden storms erupted, unleashing waves of rending energy with the intent to annihilate everything within that space.

"How incredible," murmured the onlookers, their hearts trembling as they witnessed this spectacle. Jia Nantian had locked down the entire space with his wings, aiming to rend it asunder and flip the world upside down. It was a law of utter destruction, an onslaught of unparalleled violence and terror.

In the midst of the epic battle between the formidable Huang Wudi and the indomitable Jia Nantian, the very fabric of the universe seemed to tremble with anticipation. Huang Wudi, a colossal figure, expanded even further, casting an imposing shadow that loomed over the battlefield. The human emperor silhouette, brandishing the mighty emperor sword, thrust it forcefully into the ground, unleashing a cataclysmic surge of destruction that threatened to obliterate all in its path. It was as if the very essence of supreme emperor's might had permeated the air, its indomitable force unyielding to anything that dared to challenge it.

In response, Jia Nantian raised his hand, conjuring several miniature versions of golden-winged rocs that circled him like loyal guardians. The tempestuous windstorm intensified, and the human emperor's silhouette opposing Huang Wudi grew steadily larger, resembling a supreme being unrivaled in the entire world.

Amidst the deafening clash of titanic forces, a piercing sound reverberated through the air as the manifested rocs charged headlong toward the human emperor, leaving a trail of devastation in their wake. Jia Nantian remained suspended in the midst of the chaos, his gaze unwaveringly cool and indifferent. He was a descendant of the primordial golden-winged great roc emperor, a lineage that brooked no equal. Even in the face of a human emperor, there was no comparison between them.

Suddenly, an overwhelming wave of runic light enveloped Jia Nantian's body. He extended his hand, and his fingers transformed into the talons of a great roc, growing larger and larger until they seemed to eclipse the very sun itself. These talons embodied the majestic power of runic laws. Despite Huang Wudi's desperate attempt to fend them off with his emperor sword, the blade failed to sever the relentless grip of the talons. Inexorably, they closed around Huang Wudi's form.

At this pivotal moment, Huang Wudi's entire body erupted in a radiant brilliance, assuming the form of an emperor that appeared impervious to defeat. The talons, relentless in their intent to crush him, encountered fierce resistance from Huang Wudi's unyielding body.

However, a sense of foreboding descended upon the onlookers, particularly the members of the Nine-Emperors Immortal Empire. Huang Wudi, their paragon, found himself ensnared by Jia Nantian's implacable talons. Although his body had not yet succumbed, the possibility of escape seemed increasingly remote. Those razor-sharp talons gleamed with a menacing golden light, fueled by the potent energy of runes, and Jia Nantian's grip tightened with each passing moment.

A resounding "Bzz~" filled the air as Jia Nantian, with a single flap of his wings, materialized before Huang Wudi. His wings descended in a devastating arc, slicing through the very air. The human emperor's body bore the scars of this relentless assault, with each cut heralding the rending of flesh and the shattering of bones.

With unwavering pride, the experts of the Sky Roc Race declared, "So what if you are an emperor among humans? With the demon king of our race present, who can contest his supremacy?" Jia Nantian, the undisputed king of the Sky Roc Race and a pure-blooded golden-winged sky roc, was a force beyond compare.

Inevitably, the emperor's body of Huang Wudi shattered into a myriad of fragments. Agonized cries filled the air, resonating with anguish and despair. The colossal human emperor's form disintegrated, and Huang Wudi, vanquished and broken, was cast out of the Sky Connecting Realm, his existence reduced to nothingness.

The resounding echoes of Huang Wudi's defeat still lingered in the air, sending ripples of shock through the hearts of all who bore witness to the awe-inspiring spectacle. The name on everyone's lips was now Jia Nantian, a rare and formidable adversary whose prowess knew no equal. It was as if a tempest of admiration and dread swept over the onlookers, leaving them in awe of the overwhelming power displayed before them.

The unfolding battle was nothing short of enthralling, a masterclass in combat that held spectators spellbound. Yet, beneath the surface of their fascination, a collective understanding dawned upon the crowd: Huang Wudi's might, magnificent as it was, had not fully compelled Jia Nantian to unleash the entirety of his boundless strength. A palpable sense of curiosity hung in the air—were there others, hidden among the ranks of formidable experts, who could dare to challenge this indomitable force? Perhaps, only those supreme geniuses, perched atop the hierarchies of the most prestigious factions, possessed the potential to engage in a contest of equals with Jia Nantian.

Amid the murmurs of the crowd, attention turned to the celestial marvel known as the Sky Connecting Immortal Stone. Its surface gleamed with a resplendent luminescence, as though it bore witness to the very essence of Jia Nantian's power. Etched upon it were a multitude of images, each portraying the silhouettes of exceptional individuals. These were the finest representatives of the Sky Connecting Realm, the paragons whom the world regarded as the Supreme Might Rankings. It was whispered that those fortunate enough to secure a place on this coveted list might reap the rewards bestowed by the enigmatic Heavenly Dao Sacred Academy.

In a moment of silence, Jia Nantian cast a penetrating gaze upon the experts hailing from the Nine-Emperors Immortal Empire. His commanding presence sent shivers down the spines of all who stood in his formidable presence. Then, his words cut through the stillness, delivered with an unwavering resolve, "Kill them all."

"Roger," came the swift and resolute response. Behind him, a legion of sky rocs surged forth, their fierce intent clear as they charged mercilessly toward the hapless individuals from the Nine-Emperors Immortal Empire. Simultaneously, Jia Nantian transformed into a veritable bolt of lightning, a blur of motion too swift for mortal eyes to follow. In an instant, he struck down an adversary with a single sweep of his formidable wings, a testament to his sheer velocity and unassailable might. The vast chasm in their strengths left no room for resistance, and the unfortunate victim could not muster even the slightest defense.

With breathtaking efficiency, the experts from the Nine-Emperors Immortal Empire were swiftly and mercilessly vanquished within the confines of the Sky Connecting Realm. Their presence, once formidable, now faded into oblivion, erased by the indomitable force that was Jia Nantian and his relentless legions of sky rocs.