Targeting the Golden-Winged Peng

"Heavenly Divine Mountain's matters don't need your opinion. It's better if you all take care of yourselves!" Yun Jinhai pressed forward, his face carrying a sneer of contempt.

"Gosh, I remember that yesterday, I slapped a bastard until he coughed out large mouthfuls of blood. Today, he still dares to challenge me!" Kong Qiuji said. The peacock's might was fully displayed.

Golden light surged, and feathers fell like snow. They filled the sky and scattered down golden radiance, looking extremely resplendent. Yun Jinhai's killing intent overflowed into the heavens, but there was no anger on his face. There was only a wave of coldness.

He didn't say anything. He opened his mouth and spat out a small green flag. With a flap of the wind, it quickly enlarged, appearing in his hands. It fluttered about, and green multicolored light surged, shaking the heavens.