C516 Swallowing the Purple Cloud Palace

Confronted by a Heavenly Lord adversary, the young man remained unflappable. With a casual flick of his wrist, he summoned a Divine Ability that morphed into a celestial sword, cleaving the air and showering the area with golden droplets of blood.

The golden-winged Roc soared upwards, its golden talons nearly severed, as its blood, the color of molten gold, trickled down