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"You better bring it out, or I won't be able to leave. At that time, no one will avenge you!" Datong exclaimed anxiously.
However, as soon as Datong finished speaking, a man dressed in a Purple Gold Imperial Robe appeared behind him, accompanied by ten men clad in Golden Battle Armor.
Datong glared at Zhao Yang and Song Baliang, whispering angrily, "You really don't know how to behave; you're going to get yourselves killed!"
After saying this, Datong turned to face the Central Sovereign and the Ten Divine Generals, his expression resolute.
"In the martial world, we settle things with a duel." Datong Zen Master had been a gang leader in the mundane world for several years before entering the Cultivation realm, and now he began to revive the rhetoric he had used centuries ago when facing the Central Sovereign and the Ten Divine Generals.
The Central Sovereign sneered, his body enveloped in Purple Qi, the Purple Gold Imperial Robe giving him an air of imperial authority that seemed mysterious.
"It seems that the people behind you are not yours."
"Of course they aren't mine," Datong replied, unsure of whom the Central Sovereign was referring to. "How about this? Since they aren't mine, I'll just head back to the temple for a meal."
The Central Sovereign grinned wickedly and nodded to those behind him without saying a word. One of the middle-aged men in Golden Battle Armor flew in front of Datong Zen Master. He had a strand of White Hair on his forehead, sharp eyes that carried a hint of laziness, and showed no signs of any cultivation fluctuations. Yet Datong Zen Master furrowed his brows; this man’s cultivation was profound and difficult to deal with!
At that moment, three figures flew in from afar—Great Compassion, Great Kindness, and Great Suffering—the Four Great Monks arrived together and faced the Ten Divine Generals without fear.
"Do you think a few old monks can stop me?" The Central Sovereign looked at the Four Great Monks as if they were a joke.
Great Suffering Zen Master stepped forward and said, "Amitabha. I wonder if Your Majesty remembers the battle at Lion King Mountain one hundred ninety years ago?"
The Central Sovereign glanced sideways at Great Suffering Zen Master and said, "You were that little novice who followed Wuhou back then?"
Great Suffering Zen Master nodded. "Indeed, that was me."
One hundred ninety years ago, Great Suffering Zen Master was still young. He had traveled across the world and witnessed the fierce battle between the Central Sovereign and the Lion King. At that time, he was also among the elite of his generation. The Lion King, who ultimately claimed dominance, was slain, while the Central Sovereign was merely a prince back then. However...
The Central Sovereign stood with his hands clasped behind his back, aware that this little novice was also an extraordinary master of his time. With an imposing expression, he declared, "I am not unreasonable; let Zhao Yang hand over the Spirit Pearl along with all his secrets!"
"Great Suffering Zen Master" said, "You know this is impossible."
"Central Sovereign" chuckled lightly and replied, "In my presence, everything is possible."
"Great Suffering Zen Master" continued, "Aren't you afraid of the existence behind Xuanfo Temple?"
"Central Sovereign" showed no fear and said, "Three thousand years ago, when Xuanfo Temple was founded, there were rumors that a figure stood at the pinnacle of the Cultivation world behind the temple. If he has not perished after all this time, wouldn't he have ascended to immortality? If he has ascended to immortality, how could he still be in the Cultivation world? Do you think my royal family can be toyed with so easily? Make your move!"
"Central Sovereign" did not wish to say much. He had always been extremely cautious, having searched through the Heavenly Mechanism Wall and the Extraordinary Person List for anyone who could threaten the Central State Royal Family's ambitions, eliminating them one by one. On the Extraordinary Person List, two names had always hung high: one was the Mystic Warrior of Xuanfo Temple, and the other was the Consort of Rain from Falling Flower Valley.
Generations of Central Sovereigns had sought to eliminate these two individuals, yet their names remained at the forefront.
He understood that the Old Emperor's achievements were unparalleled; perhaps he simply looked down upon eliminating a few legends from Zhongzhou. However, he was a very cautious person. He was originally the Ninth Prince of Zhongzhou, with eight older brothers and one younger brother ahead of him. All nine brothers had perished in a great war more than a hundred years ago, all killed by his own hand.
He had read extensively and consulted numerous ancient texts. Despite being seemingly invincible in the eyes of others, he hesitated because anything was possible in the Cultivation world. When he learned of the death of the Third Young Master of the Central State Royal Family and the legend of the Spirit Pearl, as well as the incident in Southern Region of Zhongzhou where land turned barren for miles, and after witnessing Zhao Yang's Mighty Spirit, Transform into Sheep Technique, and Power Rules—along with some seemingly weak cultivators like Shiyunsheng and Yuan Lie, and that Golden Young Dragon who could turn cultivators into bones—he felt astonished.
What surprised him even more was that within his own Genius Academy there was someone capable of devouring others' life essence.
All this information was new to him; thus, he felt that the world had changed.
The reason for this change was a monkey.
Five hundred years ago, a small mountain in Southern Region of Zhongzhou fell from the sky, crushing a Divine Monkey beneath it.
The arrival of the Divine Monkey attracted countless experts from the Cultivation world. On Five Elements Continent, not only cultivators from Zhongzhou but also top experts from Eastern Region, Southern Region, Western Region, and Northern Region gathered there to try to subdue the Divine Monkey that had descended from above.
At that time, there were five supreme combatants in the Cultivation world: one was the Invincible Sage from Eastern Region's Hundred Thousand Desolate Mountains; another was the Southern Domain Demon Emperor; a third was an unnamed Old Crone from the boundless deserts of Western Region; fourth was a Divine Healer from Northern Extreme Icefield; and lastly, his grandfather—the immensely powerful Old Emperor.
After that incident, no one dared to set foot on that small place called Buddha's Palm Mountain. Five hundred years passed, and it seemed that people had forgotten about it.
However, a few years ago when the Divine Monkey departed, the suppression of heaven and earth suddenly eased significantly. Cultivators began to absorb Spirit Energy from their surroundings at an accelerated rate; their cultivation speed noticeably increased.
This matter had never been pursued by anyone, nor had anyone inquired about it, much like the barriers of the Cultivation world. Aside from Ascend to Immortality, no one could break through them, and thus, no one paid any mind to such things.
However, the Central Sovereign had always kept an eye on this issue. From a young age, he had overshadowed his peers and achieved the Supreme Fruit Position. Yet even though he was invincible, he would not be foolish enough to leap into the Extermination of Immortals and Demons Formation, for those who sought death would inevitably find it.
Everyone grows from youth; even the most powerful among them do. The world does not allow for the existence of perfection.
And this young man before him seemed too perfect.
He possessed eyes that appeared clear at a single glance, a handsome face, an unparalleled Cultivation Method, a top-tier master, and friends who were all among the highest Combat Power of their generation in the Cultivation world.
The Central Sovereign gestured for the Divine General to take action.
The Twelve Divine Generals had long been legendary for their invincibility; each one was a master at the level of a sect leader.
The Divine General, who had been standing before the Four Divine Monks without moving, heard the command and suddenly produced a magnificent giant blade in his hand. With a loud roar, he swept it forward.
An unstoppable force of negation tore through the crimson sky, sweeping all Four Divine Monks back five zhang.
Immediately after, this Divine General clenched his fist and struck out. The sound was akin to mountains collapsing and earth shattering as the Four Divine Monks were sent reeling!
It was an unremarkable attack, yet it contained profound Dao Yun within. The power of that punch was enough to devastate mountains and rivers. The Four Divine Monks could have suppressed this Divine General's attack, but they had some junior disciples nearby. If they dodged or redirected the Divine General's attack elsewhere, those juniors would surely perish.
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