Chapter 356: The Ten Thousand Demon Command!

The Golden-Furred War Ape hopped up and down, scratching his chin from time to time, a look of worry on his face. Having just agreed to become sworn brothers with Yang Tian, he found it extremely embarrassing and wished he could find a hole to crawl into.

"He's not going to go back on his word, is he?" Looking at the two of them, a trace of tension appeared on Yang Tian's face. If they were to take Xiaoqing away, he would naturally be reluctant to let go.

Just as the atmosphere grew oppressive, this stretch of void suddenly shook violently. A terrifying aura that shocked the eight desolates erupted in that moment. That overwhelming aura made people's hearts tremble.

Among the thousands of hills and ravines, fierce beasts suddenly roared, shaking the mountains and rivers, causing the myriad trees to quake violently. These bursts of terrifying beast roars conveyed a fear that unsettled the mind.

"What's going on?" Sensing the changes in heaven and earth, Yang Tian's eyes flashed with alarm. His vigilant gaze swept ahead to the void, where the emanating aura made his mind tremble.

"Such a familiar aura..." At this moment, Qingyuan's expression froze slightly. He detected an aura like that of a demon god, one he knew very well.

At that moment, the bodies of the Golden-Winged Roc and the Golden-Furred War Ape suddenly appeared in that void, their expressions shifting as if something major was about to happen.

In the void ahead, a dazzling divine light burst forth. The aura that made all beings bow in worship was slowly awakening, shocking the eight desolates.

"Roar..." The entire primeval forest seemed to shake. Intelligent beasts began to kowtow, as if paying homage to an emperor.

At that moment, the void rumbled with thunder, and a void passage faintly appeared. Just as Yang Tian's heart palpitated, a mist-shrouded token shot out from within.

"The Ten Thousand Demon Command!" At that moment, when Qingyuan saw that token, he instantly roared, a look of horror in his eyes.

Startled by the sudden roar, the Golden-Winged Roc and the Golden-Furred War Ape turned to look at the fat man, puzzled as to how he knew about the demon race's Ten Thousand Demon Command.

"The Demon Lord has summoned us with the Ten Thousand Demon Command. It seems something major has happened in the Demon Kingdom," said the Golden-Furred War Ape, scratching his ears and cheeks, muttering to himself, but with a hint of shock in his eyes. The Ten Thousand Demon Command had not been used for so long that they had almost forgotten it.

"I don't know. We need to hurry back. Something big must have happened," the Golden-Winged Roc said after a moment's thought, speaking slowly.

"Let's go... let's go..." urged the Golden-Furred War Ape, eager to leave after having lost so much face, not wanting to stay here a moment longer.

The Golden-Winged Roc took a deep breath. His eyes fixed on Xiaoqing, who was flying through the void. He waved his hand, and Xiaoqing appeared on his shoulder.

The Golden-Winged Roc glanced at Yang Tian and sighed inwardly. With the Ten Thousand Demon Command appearing, it was inappropriate to take Xiaoqing along. It would be safer to leave him by Yang Tian's side.

His lips moved, and Xiaoqing chirped in response, clearly communicating through some secret method. Xiaoqing's emotions were unstable, chirping incessantly, extremely reluctant.

"There's hope..." Seeing this, a hint of joy appeared in Yang Tian's eyes. Something major must have happened just now, prompting the Golden-Winged Roc to leave in a hurry.

After a while, Xiaoqing's emotional fluctuations gradually stabilized. The Golden-Winged Roc's eyes shot out a dazzling golden light that struck Xiaoqing's forehead.

The Golden-Winged Roc seemed to have left a legacy within Xiaoqing. Then he produced a small, pitch-black seal and a gleaming golden chain that fastened around Xiaoqing's neck.

"Chirp chirp..." Xiaoqing uttered reluctant sounds, nuzzling affectionately against the Golden-Winged Roc, then flew to Yang Tian's shoulder.

"This... this..." Both Qingyuan and the others were stunned, their incredulous eyes sweeping over Xiaoqing. This was a descendant of the Golden-Winged Roc, yet now it had landed on Yang Tian's shoulder, showing such eager affection.

"Could it be?" The two exchanged glances, a look of horror creeping into their eyes. They recalled the human supreme from the Dan Fire Domain, who had taken the Golden-Winged Roc's egg back then.

If Yang Tian had snatched it from that human supreme, they would never believe it. There was only one possibility: the one who activated the ancestral formation was Yang Tian's bloodline!

"Boy, if anything happens to my offspring, you know the consequences." The Golden-Winged Roc's eyes instantly turned cold, fixed on Yang Tian as he growled.

"Senior, rest assured. Nothing will happen to Xiaoqing while he's with me," Yang Tian quickly nodded and replied respectfully.

"I hope so." After staring at Yang Tian for a moment, the Golden-Winged Roc turned to look ahead. Their bodies then dissipated into the void.

Seeing the two leave, Yang Tian immediately breathed a sigh of relief, cold sweat breaking out on his back. The situation just now had been extremely perilous. If not for his ancestor intimidating them, the artifact would have already left him.

"Kid, you beat me today. When you grow up, I'll become sworn brothers with you. You're too weak now." Just as Yang Tian relaxed, a terrifying voice suddenly echoed through the sky, making his eardrums ring.

"Sworn brothers..." Qingyuan stumbled, nearly falling, feeling faint. The Golden-Furred War Ape actually wanted to become sworn brothers with Yang Tian.

Shangguang Hao's mouth twitched. Too many things had happened today. They were lucky enough to have survived under two terrifying beings.

"Yang Tian, what exactly happened?" After a while, Shangguang Hao licked his lips, staring eagerly at Xiaoqing's majestic appearance, unable to resist asking.

"Chirp chirp..." Annoyed by the stare, Xiaoqing's golden eyes flashed with a fierce light, extremely intimidating and imposing.

"Heh, we just had a spar," Yang Tian said, shrugging his shoulders and smiling slightly as he looked at the two.

"You're too awesome, beating the Golden-Furred War Ape at the same level," Qingyuan muttered, touching the back of Yang Tian's hand as if looking at a non-human.

The Golden-Furred War Ape was a terrifying beast with immense strength, its bloodline even comparable to divine beasts. Just to have fought such a being, akin to a minor god, was already terrifying enough.

At the same level, even a holy land's divine son would have to avoid a direct confrontation with the Golden-Furred War Ape. This creature's physique was extremely formidable, and its recovery speed was even more terrifying.

Shangguang Hao smacked his lips, recalling Yang Tian's movements earlier, and couldn't help shrinking his neck. The cultivation technique Yang Tian practiced was extremely rare; he had never seen anyone cultivate their physique to such a level.

Yang Ba also walked over, his eyes filled with relief as he looked at Yang Tian. The battle just now had proven Yang Tian's strength—he was comparable to the offspring of the Golden-Winged Roc!

The hope for the Yang family's revival rested on Yang Tian. Yang Xiao was also gratified, marveling at the power of the Dao Scripture. If it had been the old Yang Tian, he would have had to use every means available.

"By the way, why did you come here? And how did you get caught by the Golden-Winged Roc?" After chatting for a while longer, Yang Tian asked curiously.

Hearing Yang Tian's question, Qingyuan fell silent, a grim expression appearing on his face. Lin Yuan had been captured, the Li family's ancestor had made a move, and they had broken ties with the Qingyang Empire—this was an outcome he had never expected.