But just as he was about to make a joke, his entire body suddenly trembled, and the smile on his face froze instantly.
In the next moment, a dazzling red light shot up from the center of his forehead, transforming into a giant blood-red roc in mid-air.
The blood-red roc exuded a strong sense of resentment and unwillingness, and its sharp screech made everyone's eardrums ache as if it were venting all the hatred in the world.
The six people standing in the air were stunned by this sudden change, then retreated in shock and quickly assumed defensive stances.
"Peng Emperor, this is the Peng Emperor from the Great Demon Mountain!"
"That's right, it's him. My master once fought with him, and his true form was just like this."
"He didn't perish? No, this is neither a soul nor a spirit; it seems to be just a remaining obsession."
...
The few people were repeatedly shocked.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
