Nanhai Duzhou.
Zilin Demon King wore never-wearing-out clothes and pants, arms crossed, suspended above mountain peaks, emanating an imposing aura that looked down upon the world.
This Dao-Transforming Kun from the upper realm who dared steal dragon eggs—though its strength hadn’t recovered to its peak, the kingly demeanor emanating from its body grew increasingly stronger.
On the mountain peak ahead.
Stood seven elders wearing unified attire.
They were the Seven Star Palace’s seven Grand Elders, all at Martial Saint level strength.
As for Seven Star Palace—it was Nanhai Duzhou’s strongest sect, with status equal to the continent’s Taixuan Sacred Sect.
“Will you fight one-on-one? Or gang up?” Zilin Demon King said proudly, as if saying whether single combat or group fighting, I fear neither and am proficient at both.
The seven Grand Elders’ expressions darkened.
They had been in closed-door cultivation focused on training, not concerning themselves with worldly affairs for a long time.
But some time ago, several outsiders suddenly appeared in Duzhou, acting extremely arrogantly and making enemies with many sects, so they broke through seclusion to emerge.
As expected.
Very arrogant!
“Boy.”
One Grand Elder said coldly: “Our Seven Star Palace specializes in array proficiency. When fighting others, we’ve always attacked together.”
“Tch.”
Zilin Demon King said: “Gang up is gang up—don’t make excuses.”
“…”
Fury rose on the seven elders’ faces.
“Come, come.”
Zilin Demon King waved his hand: “You all attack together.”
This guy truly didn’t fear being ganged up on, because since arriving at Xingyun Continent, he’d always been one against many—especially after joining Wangu Sect, the situation escalated.
No choice.
Who told Purple Hall Master to have thick skin and tough flesh?
Someone like this—if not fighting one against many, living would be meaningless.
The seven Grand Elders hadn’t seen such an arrogant guy in a long time. Fire immediately rose in their bodies. They exchanged glances, then transformed into flowing light charging over.
From their action sequence, they clearly contained certain array profundity.
Scornful smile rose at the corner of Purple Hall Master’s mouth.
Recently, he’d been sparring daily at the sect with disciples deploying the Four Directions Heaven-Earth Array. Though he couldn’t withstand it when there were many people, he still had extremely rich clinical experience.
Playing this trick with this king?
Unless your combined array can be stronger than my Wangu Sect’s!
Though Purple Hall Master kept emphasizing he became a sect member through mutual utilization with Jun Changxiao, deep in his heart he’d long since acknowledged it. After all… he’d completely fallen under Liu Wanshi’s cooking.
Among the brain-supplementing trio, he and Ye Xingchen were tsundere representatives—the stubborn duck type.
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
The seven Grand Elders flew over, quickly surrounding Zilin Demon King, then operating the array. Layers of flowing light barriers immediately formed.
“Hu hu!”
Between heaven and earth, fierce winds rose. Heavy spiritual energy spread wantonly.
Zilin Demon King still hadn’t moved a fraction. Only when trapped within the array did he slowly remove his clothes and pants, equipping the exclusive divine weapon Hell’s Fury onto both fists.
With his current strength, fighting seven Martial Saints definitely wasn’t a problem. But since opponents had formed an array, he must treat it seriously.
The seven Grand Elders collapsed.
This guy fighting while stripping naked could still be endured, but wearing red underwear and pink boxing gloves—that truly couldn’t be endured.
Thus, the originally serious seven experts, expressions contorted, said in unison: “You’re a pervert!”
“Boom!”
Suddenly, Zilin Demon King threw a punch, shaking the barrier violently.
“That’s right.”
“I am a pervert.”
Purple Hall Master wasn’t human and didn’t care about worldly views. So exposing his body and wearing pink boxing gloves created no psychological pressure. If this were Dog Leftover… he might actually do it—after all, publicly acknowledged as shameless.
Shock flashed in the seven Grand Elders’ eyes.
The opponent’s seemingly ordinary punch could actually shake the array barrier they’d condensed. His strength was much stronger than imagined!
“Everyone!”
One expert said gravely: “Attack!”
“Hu hu hu!”
“Hu hu hu hu!”
Instantly, spiritual energy within the array erupted, then gathering countless phantoms that ruthlessly pressed over.
“Come!”
Zilin Demon King roared furiously: “Fight to the end!”
Because of the [Incompetent Roar] title’s enhancement, this bellow directly shattered dozens of approaching phantoms.
The seven Grand Elders were shocked.
This was their first time witnessing such attack methods containing powerful force within sound!
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
Inside the combined array, Zilin Demon King unleashed full power. A spectacular battle unfolded. The camera then shifted to the distance—to an area of flying dust with continuous ground craters.
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
Violent spiritual energy bombarded like artillery shells frequently. Residual ripples frantically undulated, continuously destroying surrounding space and environment.
Attacking were dozens of top-tier Martial Emperor and Half-Saint level experts standing in different positions. Various powers gathered and bombarded one point until, after bombarding for a while, they stopped gasping for breath.
“Hu hu!”
Cold wind blew, dispersing the dust and spiritual energy permeating the bombardment area. A golden great shield emanating heavy aura first came into view, with substantial barriers shrouding all around.
The shield was Xiao Zuiji’s.
At this moment, he stood proudly beside it.
Ye Xingchen and He Wudi were also there—one coldly aloof, one calm and composed.
Wonderful expressions appeared on the faces of dozens of warriors.
Everyone attacking together, bombarding wildly for so long, actually couldn’t break through the opponent’s defensive energy wall. This was truly devastating to self-esteem!
“Two junior brothers.”
Xiao Zuiji said: “I’ll hold them off. You quickly go assist Elder Jiang.”
“No need.”
Ye Xingchen stepped out of the defensive area, taking out the wine gourd at his waist, tone indifferent: “Leave this trash to me alone.”
“Alright, junior brother.”
By the time Xiao Zuiji said this, he and He Wudi had already flown far away. A Niu’s rear defensive barrier also disappeared.
Damn!
You guys left way too fast!
“Attack!”
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”
Dozens of warriors immediately launched a second round of attacks. Brilliantly colored energy pressed over from all directions.
“Lishang!”
Ye Xingchen flicked his hand, tossing the wine gourd up, shouting: “Sacrifice to Heaven!”
“Hu hu!”
The jade-white gourd flying into the sky flashed with light, then rapidly expanded. The gourd mouth rotated toward all sides, completely absorbing all various energies attacking from all directions.
“This…”
Dozens of warriors immediately gaped.
“Hu hu!”
Just then, the giant wine gourd turned toward the crowd gathered most densely and immediately spewed out the various energies just absorbed!
“Not good!”
“Quick, dodge!”
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
Though over ten warriors reacted quickly, they simply couldn’t dodge in time. Immediately bombarded by the energy they’d released, they fell downward like kites with broken strings.
“Trash.”
Ye Xingchen said indifferently.
His exclusive divine weapon Lishang Sacrifice to Heaven’s first form was a wine jar for taking people’s heads. The second form gourd could absorb all energy, then be controlled by him to attack others.
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Just then, reinforcements from Duzhou’s various sects arrived one after another. The road in the distance still had nearly ten thousand warriors who couldn’t fly.
Who knows what Zilin Demon King and the others did here to be collectively targeted.
“Attack!”
A sect higher-up roared angrily.
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”
Duzhou’s various sects’ Martial Emperor-level experts flew over one after another, surrounding Ye Xingchen in three layers inside and out.
This number, this lineup—quite formidable!
Though Ye Xingchen’s personality was aloof, at this moment he felt somewhat uncertain. After all, there were too many…
“Junior brother!”
Suddenly, a voice came from the distant firmament: “We’ve come!”
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Led by Li Qingyang, Wangu Sect’s core disciples dragged brilliant flowing light,震撼 the space as they rapidly flew over with an iron-clad momentum like oppressive dark clouds!
“Junior brother!”
“We’ve come!”
Su Xiaomo, Li Fei, Tian Qi and others shouted in unison, voices seeming to震動 mountains and rivers.
Ye Xingchen’s expression froze.
When encountering danger, having a group of fellow sect members come to assist—that feeling… was truly very good.
Gradually.
Emperor Ye’s mouth corners lifted into a smile.
“Hu hu!”
Mighty spiritual energy shrouded his entire body. Against the backdrop of numerous fellow sect members coming to aid, he raised his head to look at the firmament and roared: “I am no longer alone!”
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Countless Seven Profound Radiant Light beams burst forth, instantly blasting away all enemies surrounding Ye Xingchen.
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
Li Qingyang, Su Xiaomo and others arrived one after another, standing in various suspended postures behind A Niu. That moment—the explosive momentum they presented seemed capable of piercing through the nine heavens!