Multiturns saw the defeat of Luo Xuan, and he had no good way to deal with it. Even if he faced Zhu Wang, he could only flee humiliatingly. Now he could only turn to the disciples of the saint for help.
Ladies and gentlemen, you all know in your hearts that the King of Men is about to arrive. Have any of you, younger brothers and sisters, found a way to persuade him to leave? I will certainly offer a generous reward.
The gratitude of Duoba and Zhuxiang is not the same in value. At this moment, it has a certain attractiveness.
Deng ChanYu smiled: "I recommend one person."
Duoba asked: "Who?"
Deng ChanYu looked at Ye Di: "The uncle of Er Langshen Jun from Guanjiakou, Hu Tian Shangdi."
Yang Jian had helped her defeat many demons in Shu, and the local people built a temple for him, offering incense and offerings from time to time. That was when Er Langshenjun was enshrined as well; his celestial rank was somewhat low, as he was granted the title of True Lord upon joining, but he did not serve in the heavenly court, lacked real power, and it was more of a nominal title.
Hu Tian is the supreme ruler of the three realms, naturally having the right to govern the human world. Theoretically, the King of Men should also be under his jurisdiction. Deng ChanYu's suggestion has some merit, but the question is whether Hu Tian would be willing to come and whether Duoba would be willing to go and invite him.
Duoba was very hesitant. In his heart, Hu Tian was also a powerful rival of his in the quest for the Saint's position, even possibly the strongest. Once this figure persuades the Daozu (the Supreme Ruler of the Immortals), he would have no chance at all.
He did not want to owe a favor to Hu Tian, as the cost of that favor was too high. He preferred to avoid it if possible.
The execution of Zhu Wang was off the charts, and Tianma's speed was also fast enough. Two incense sticks later, he arrived at the preaching site with Fei Zhong, You Huen, Fei Lian, Niu Lai, and several armored warriors.
"You are who? Huh, an ordinary person? What are you standing there for, idiot? Come here and pour me some wine, Saint." The first to notice Zhu Wang and his entourage was a somewhat chubby demigod. After a brief recognition, he saw no trace of magical characteristics on Zhu Wang, and unconsciously treated him as a servant.
Since Zhu Wang had already claimed Penglai as his territory, he had a typical arrogant attitude. Upon encountering an insult, he did not even think twice, grinning and pulling out his sword to decapitate the chubby demigod's head.
"You dare!"
"Brother Li, you died a cruel death!"
"Dear brothers, please join forces with me to capture this madman and avenge Brother Li's death!"
Seven or eight immortals were obviously drunk, rolling up their sleeves ready to grab Zhu Wang. But the next moment, they realized their magic was out of control. In their confusion and disarray, the valiant general, Niu Lai, raised his ax and slaughtered them one by one.
Taiji said in admiration, "Impressive! His use of that ax is really good."
Deng ChanYu: "
Not seeing where the skill is.
Duoba furrowed his brow, and his gaze shifted to the side. The Fire Goddess revealed a helpless expression to him.
The Fire Goddess had already gone to meet Zhu Wang, but she had not expected the fat Daoist to intervene, which angered her.
Duoba understood the reason behind it all. All the unexpected events were not actually a surprise. He looked towards the direction of the disciples of the Western Buddhism, and Maitreya was still smiling warmly, showing no trace of having secretly interfered.
Duoba was not a person who valued sentiment. My disciples were not my disciples. He lightly tapped his finger, and Yin Jiao felt a dizzy spell in front of him, and he walked towards Zhu Wang unconsciously.
"This child has lived on Jiu Xian Mountain for some time. Today, let me save him."
Guang Chengzi made a gesture with his hands, and a ray of Jade Pure power descended from afar onto Yin Jiao's body. Yin Jiao remained expressionless, and then turned around robotically, returning to his seat among the disciples of the Jie sect.
Zhu Wang was fully engrossed in the battle, completely unaware of the long-clad son.
Duoba remained composed, and a dim light fell on Yin Hong's head. Yin Hong drew out his square heavenly painting spear and, with a fierce expression, charged at Zhu Wang.
Chi*** shook his head and sighed, "Cursed fate, cursed fate indeed."
His cultivation was slightly worse than Guang Chengzi's, so he couldn't make himself invisible and silent. He could only throw a stone at Yin Hong's knee, breaking his illusion at the same time.
Yin Hong watched Zhu Wang killing all around him, a mixture of anger, fear, and suspicion flooding his heart. He hesitated for a moment, but still covered his face with his sleeve and ran away like a wolf.
fled in a disheveled manner.
Duoba looked towards the female immortal seat, where the constant and indifferent Queen Jiang sat.
The Golden Goddess of the Soul glared at him angrily, "If you dare to harm my apprentice, I will confront you today and we will go to Yu Yutian to seek a judgment from our master."
Duoba had no choice but to step forward personally. His voice carried far: "Why does the King of Men disturb our Great Immortal Assembly? This is not the way of a guest."
His voice dispelled the illusion that Maitreya had cast, and several dozen heaven-sent immortals who had been beating Zhu Wang or giving him headshots suddenly woke up, wondering what they were doing.
Duoba had no problem using Maitreya's hand to dispel the human destiny aura from Zhu Wang's body. However, this aura was too thick, and he calculated that about 50% to 60% of the immortals present would have to be killed to disperse it. That would mean tens of thousands of immortals dying? How many immortals would that be? At that time, the human destiny aura would fall, and the ancient celestial path would also perish. Duoba himself would be heavily responsible, and plugging up the sea eye was only light punishment.
Duoba shouted, and Maitreya also stopped his magical ritual accordingly.
Zhu Wang wiped his sword with his sleeve, squinted his eyes, and looked at the group of immortals in front of him.
A relatively wide path stretched out in front of Duoba's main seat. Duoba sat still, with immortals on either side of him. Their appearances varied, some with long eyebrows that hung to the ground, others with hands that reached past their knees, some fierce-looking and others benevolent.
All the immortals' gazes converged on them, the pressure was so great that the armored warriors behind Zhu Wang all fainted, only Fei Zhong, You Huen, Fei Lian, and Niu Lai, the four senior ministers, followed him closely.
Zhu Wang still showed no fear, and he loudly declared: "The way of hosting guests? Wherever the King of Men goes, it is the soil of the Shicheng kingdom. You all are guests, and I am the host."
All the immortals were stunned by this logic: "???"
The immortals of Penglai were the most shocked: "We have a feast, and then our home is gone?"
Duoba smiled and said, "The King's words, I, the Poor Soul, cannot fully agree with. It should be known that many of our fellow immortals have lived in Penglai for thousands of years. At that time, neither Chongshi nor Xia Yu had yet appeared."
He did not argue with Zhu Wang about this issue. He simply waved his hand and ordered Zhaoshao, once ranked last among the Ten Heavenly Kings, to invite Zhu Wang to the table.
Today, there will be no teaching of the Dao. Let's have a meal together and send this King of Men on his way first. What happens afterward can be discussed later.
Zhaoshao had once accompanied Wen Zhong to the capital city of Zhongguo, but the result was that Zhu Wang did not give Zhaoshao any face. Wen Zhong? If you have the ability, make Wen Zhong come to find me himself!
He pushed Zhaoshao away and took a few steps toward Duoba.
"I have come to seek the elixir of immortality from the immortal, please do not refuse."
Duoba shook his head: "I don't have it here."
Zhu Wang drew his sword again: "No words, I can only take it for myself."
With a single stroke of his hand, he felled three immortals, including one true immortal.
Duoba hesitated for a long time before finally looking at the Golden Goddess of the Soul: "Please help me go to Tianjing to invite Emperor Hu Tian!
