Chapter 523: The Flat Peach Grand Feast
"You... at such a young age, with no respect for your elders, dare to speak to us like this? I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of your elders!"
An old man swept his sleeve forward, striking straight toward the monkey's face, as if to knock out his teeth and humiliate him.
The old man's cultivation surpassed the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm. At their level, even divine iron would shatter under such a blow, let alone flesh and blood.
"Bang!"
The monkey was utterly unafraid. He casually swung a palm, and the Battle Saint radiance surged like a rainbow, his entire body bathed in golden light.
"Pop"
The old man's sleeve instantly became a tattered fishing net, torn apart by streaks of golden essence. The fabric fluttered like scattered butterflies.
"Who are you?" He retreated rapidly, sensing something was terribly wrong. A mountain-like pressure bore down on him.
The monkey was too fast. The Battle Saint radiance flashed and vanished as he strode forward. His golden hand descended, draining all the essence from the air.
"Bang"
The old man's arm bent at an unnatural angle. The monkey's slap broke it cleanly, and cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.
"Relying on your age to act arrogant, and you still want to slap my face!"
The monkey had a fiery temper. As a member of the Battle Saint clan, he feared nothing under heaven. He brought his palm down again.
"Thud"
One slap sent the old man flying, and then another palm came down, driving him into the ground like a stake being hammered.
"And you think you can teach me a lesson? Even if an ancient sage were resurrected, he wouldn't have that right!" The monkey was furious.
His origins were truly astonishing, giving him every right to speak such words. His father was the ancient Battle Saint Emperor, who had dominated the world and been invincible through the ages.
In the past, even such an extraordinary father had never spoken to him like this. Naturally, he resented the old man from the Zi Mansion for his arrogant words.
"He really thinks he's an ancient emperor reborn, wanting to discipline this master. The old man must be tired of living!" Li Heishui muttered.
"Youngster, you..." The old man buried in the ground struggled violently in rage.
"Slap!"
Without a word, the monkey gave him a heavy slap across the face and sneered, "And you dare to discipline me on behalf of my father?"
"Stop!" Several other old men stepped forward together, all reaching out to grab the monkey.
The monkey's golden eyes shot cold lightning. He paid them no heed, swinging his hand in a wide arc, delivering over a dozen slaps. The old man in the ground coughed up blood, utterly disheveled and miserable.
"Hum"
The void trembled. The old men were furious, their hands blotting out the sky as they closed in to suppress him.
"Bang," "Bang"...
The monkey was as fast as lightning, exchanging a palm strike with each of them. The Battle Saint radiance burst forth, illuminating the surrounding lakes with dazzling light.
"Stagger, stagger, stagger..."
All of them stumbled backward, their arms limp. Even working together, they couldn't withstand the monkey—all were injured!
"Who exactly are you?" They realized this was definitely a terrifying existence, likely even more formidable than a Saint Lord.
These were no ordinary Supreme Elders; they were already Half-Step Great Powers. Yet they had no ability to resist. If this person wanted to kill them, it would cost him little effort.
"At the Jade Pool, I don't want to kill anyone. All of you, get lost!" The monkey's golden eyes blazed, domineering and overbearing.
Around them, the various Holy Sons, Holy Maidens, and heirs of supreme sects were all left speechless. Who was this master, daring to rebuke Half-Step Great Powers like this?
"Terrifying! He can suppress Half-Step Great Powers with a raise of his hand!"
"When did such a god appear? He's no less than a peerless expert!"
"Look, the Golden Family from the Northern Plains has arrived. I heard they have the secret of becoming a god, and their War King has come too."
Not only Li Heishui and his group, but others were also discussing. Major figures kept appearing from all over the world, along with many extraordinary individuals.
Here, celestial music played in harmony, and all kinds of auspicious birds and beasts appeared.
On the white clouds, halls stood in clusters, exotic flowers bloomed, immortal herbs carpeted the ground, and immortal mist swirled but only reached knee height. Many cranes and phoenixes danced, while longevity apes served peaches and poured wine.
"It feels like we've stepped into the mythical Heavenly Palace..." Ye Fan marveled.
"Brother Ye..." A clear laugh came from not far away. A man in golden battle armor strode over—it was Jin Chixiao, the heir of the Northern Plains' Golden Family.
"Hehe, Brother Jin!" Ye Fan greeted him, but inwardly he sneered. On that bloody night, this man had manifested a deity from his Dao Palace to enter the Primordial Slaughter Formation, only to be destroyed by him.
Behind him, an ancient golden war chariot rumbled, engraved with ancient and weathered marks. Nine flood dragons pulled the chariot, stopping in the distance. The Northern Plains Golden Family's clan leader had arrived.
Jin Chixiao accompanied him. Seeing Ye Fan now, he was very warm and friendly, unaware that Ye Fan had already cultivated his divine eyes and clearly sensed the murderous intent in his heart.
"We'll drink and chat later." Jin Chixiao laughed heartily and followed his clan leader away.
"If I hadn't cultivated my divine eyes, it would be hard to tell true feelings from false ones..." Ye Fan stared at his back and shook his head.
"The supreme human expert Nangong Zheng has arrived!" Someone shouted loudly.
At these words, everyone was shocked. Even some major figures stood up among the jade towers and looked outward.
Clouds churned, petals drifted, each one translucent. A path paved with crystalline flower petals shot straight in from the horizon, filling the air with fragrance.
The legendary human expert—Nangong Zheng. He cultivated the Longevity Art, made his home among plants, subsisted on exotic flowers, and never parted from spiritual herbs.
"Nangong Zheng has appeared again..." No one was unmoved.
Rumors had long circulated that he had passed away five hundred years ago, yet no one expected him to reappear in the world a few years ago.
Then, word spread that he had entered the Bronze Immortal Hall with a group of living fossils from the Eastern Wasteland, never to return. Yet today, he had appeared again.
"No wonder the older generation calls him the Undying Nangong Zheng!"
Everyone wanted to know if he had truly entered the Bronze Immortal Hall and what kind of encounter he had there.
"I barely managed to escape from the Immortal Hall," Nangong Zheng sighed.
Hearing this, the crowd was even more astonished. He had actually entered that terrifying bronze hall! It was known as the tomb of peerless experts, yet he had come out alive.
Many major figures welcomed him, surrounding him like stars around the moon, escorting him into the heavenly palace. They all wanted to know what had happened.
"He escaped too. I wonder if he went deeper than Ji Ziyue and I did," Ye Fan marveled.
"The character 'Immortal' carries killing intent that spans the ages. Within the mystery lies heaven and earth, and the blood of ancient emperors..." Nangong Zheng's words drifted out.
Ye Fan's heart trembled. That man had definitely reached the depths of the Bronze Immortal Hall and seen the character 'Immortal' carved in undying sacred blood. Had he actually stepped through the mysterious gate behind it?