Don't let Yu Ding take on any more disciples.

Chapter 286 Super Saiyan...Ape?

"Disciple..." Upon seeing that divine and powerful figure, Yu Ding was somewhat delighted, but the next moment, his expression changed drastically.

He sensed a mysterious and strange fluctuation from the glowing hand of the demon saint.

Before that colossal, ten-thousand-foot-tall giant body, this demon saint's figure was pitifully small, yet the supreme aura emanating from him was incredibly immense.

"Run!" The words almost burst from Yu Ding's mouth. He remembered that when he last saw Yuan Hong, Yuan Hong's disciple was only at the Heavenly Immortal realm!

Among the demon race, only those demons who have entered the Great Luo realm can be called Demon Saints.

Before a true Great Luo Demon Saint, even a Heavenly Immortal Realm Great Demon King is nothing more than a large ant.

However, a hand landed on his shoulder. Yu Ding was surprised, and the next moment he found that he...could not move.

"Senior brother, what are you doing..." Yu Ding looked anxiously at the Antarctic Immortal.

It's alright... The old man from the South Pole, watching the battlefield, gave him a reassuring look with a calm expression.

One of the demon saints made a move, and in the distance, the mighty, ten-thousand-foot figure with half of its body submerged in the clouds was not idle either; it turned around and leaped away.

However, as the hand reached out, in an instant, the fragments of time around the hand began to flow, and time began to flow backward.

Then the figure that was about to leave changed its movements.

He looked down at his feet, feeling as if he were trapped in a quagmire, bound by subtle chains of divine order...

To onlookers, this scene appeared as if his body was still moving away into the distance, but the speed was getting slower and slower until he came to a stop, and then he was strangely moving backward.

The enormous figure shrouded in mist turned around, its pupils suddenly contracting.

In his eyes, the ordinary hand grew larger and larger as it approached.

It pressed down on him like a tidal wave, and as his palm moved, it rubbed against the air and burst into flames.

Even before the figure got close, an immense sense of oppression assailed him like an ancient divine mountain, pressing him down so hard he couldn't move, his back bent more and more, and he could barely breathe.

Under this pressure, his chest began to heave violently, and slowly, a fierce defiance and boundless rage burned in his eyes...

next moment!
"Roar……"

The enormous figure suddenly raised its head, struggled with its arms, and with a 'crack', multicolored light burst forth from its body, and it let out a long roar to the sky.

The invisible chains of divine order on his body were instantly shattered.

"what?"

The hand that the Great Luo Realm Demon Saint extended was shaken back.

He felt the slight numbness in his palms, and when he looked up at the enormous figure in the distance that was howling at the sky, his gaze, which had been indifferent as if looking at an ant, gradually turned incredulous.

He naturally didn't need to use his full strength to deal with a Golden Immortal; he couldn't afford to lose face like that.

But who would have thought that he would actually fail in front of a Golden Immortal?

Moreover, his opponent's cultivation had been sealed, and what he had just used was a pure power that even he could not describe.

"My disciple?!"

Seeing that the figure had escaped danger, Yu Ding breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes filled with both relief and worry.

He was relieved that the other party had grown again. After a long time, he had actually entered the Golden Immortal realm and his golden body was indestructible. However, even so, that figure was still not out of danger!
"Ah ah ah..."

That enormous thing was still roaring to the sky, unleashing its powerful aura as a Golden Immortal without reservation.

At the same time, a few words echoed in his mind.

'The most vulnerable and softest part of every living being is its heart, but it is also its hardest and strongest part!'

"A thousand methods, ten thousand techniques, all arise from the mind!"

"By maintaining utmost stillness and emptiness, one can perceive the source of power; only by recognizing one's own limits can one transcend them."

"Only by seeing the limit can you surpass it!"

At this moment, the figure that had been roaring to the sky suddenly lowered its head, its eyes bursting with intense golden light: "Perfect time to test the results of my cultivation! Ah!"

With another deafening roar, his body erupted with blazing golden light and an incomparably powerful aura. His enormous body, which was tens of thousands of feet tall, shrank back to its normal size amidst the blazing golden flames.

but,

His aura suddenly increased dozens of times.

The intense golden flames dimmed, revealing a figure wreathed in golden aura, and powerful shockwaves surged outwards like a tsunami.

The figure had golden hair and eyebrows, sharp eyes, and wore white clothes that fluttered in the wind. He held a large golden staff, exuding overwhelming power, and was arrogant, domineering, and domineering.

That aura made the Golden Immortals present tremble with fear.

Under the impact of his powerful aura, the countless demon soldiers around him felt cold all over and their souls trembled, like small boats on the sea being tossed about.

"What?!" When the gods and demons present saw this scene, especially after the opponent's body shrank, his aura not only did not weaken, but became dozens of times stronger.

In an instant, everyone gasped.

At this moment, they could no longer distinguish whether the figure or the demon saint's aura was stronger.

The Old Man of the South Pole and Daoist Duobao looked at each other, both stunned. They were also taken aback by what they saw.

They clearly sensed that the figure's aura was almost on par with that of a Great Luo Immortal, but unfortunately, the opponent's realm was that of a Golden Immortal!

How can this be?

The Antarctic Immortal turned his head and looked at the jade cauldron beside him with an inquiring expression. Then he saw the jade cauldron staring at the figure surrounded by golden flames, dumbfounded.

What the heck is this? Super Saiyan... Ape?

Yu Ding's pupils trembled. To be honest, he, who was always as steady as Mount Tai, was really a little vulnerable this time.

No, he didn't understand. How could this be?

How did Yuan Hong develop the Super Saiyan transformation?

At this moment, Yu Ding's small head was filled with a huge question mark.

"Judging from my junior brother's expression... he probably doesn't know either, so it wasn't taught by him."

Antarctic Immortal's mind raced; he had no idea about the relationship between this junior brother and Yuan Hong.

He knew it only after seeing his junior brother's reaction. "Who goes there?" The ancient demon saint Ji Meng suppressed the surprise in his eyes and stared at the figure as he spoke.

He is the head of the ten demon saints of the ancient demon court, and one of the demon saints who survived the great calamity of the witch and demon. He also holds a pivotal position among the remnants of the demon court today.

"Meishan..."

The figure in white coldly replied, "Yuan Hong!"

"Yuan Hong?!"

The demon race didn't react much to the name, but the Heavenly Court camp felt a chill run straight to the top of their heads when they heard it.

As the saying goes, the first time is always unforgettable.

Therefore, they could not forget that guy who appeared refined and gentle, who kept asking them if they were being reasonable, but ended up drawing his sword and defeating almost all the heavenly generals.

But now this guy is clearly much stronger.

Now that they've joined forces with the demon race, what if they cause trouble in the Heavenly Palace again...?

A hint of worry flashed in Duobao Daoren's eyes. The other side had dispatched four Great Luo Demon Saints this time, while their side had three Great Luo Golden Immortals: himself, Nanji, and Jinling.

If a fight broke out, he was confident that he and Jin Ling could hold off the four demon saints and hand over the sixth prince of the Demon Court to the Antarctic Immortal.

But then suddenly, this uninvited guest appeared.

He saw that they were attacking the demon race and initially thought they were helping them, but he didn't expect... However, it's a bit too early to call them opponents.

"So you are the rising stars of my demon race. I am very pleased to see young people like you among the younger generation of my demon race."

Ji Meng's eyes showed appreciation, then his expression turned cold and he said, "But you had better give me an explanation for what you just did."

"Why should I, Yuan Hong, need to explain my actions to you?"

Yuan Hong glanced at everyone and said coldly.

He's getting arrogant... Yu Ding raised an eyebrow as he listened. How come this kid's personality has changed so much?
Ji Meng's expression darkened: "I admire you, but young man, you'd better not be too arrogant!"

"A senior once said something."

Yuan Hong glanced at him: "If you're not spirited, what kind of young man are you!"

"Junior, you are so presumptuous!"

Another demon saint rebuked angrily.

"Seniors? Juniors? Ha, do you expect me to rank people by seniority?"

Yuan Hong stared at them coldly and said, "Strength has nothing to do with seniority or seniority."

Yu Ding: "!?(_;?"

Listening to Yuan Hong's lewd remarks, even Yu Ding, the master, was somewhat dumbfounded.

Is this still my obedient and well-behaved disciple?
"Good! What a great statement: the strength of one's abilities has nothing to do with seniority or seniority."

Ji Meng stepped out of the blazing light, revealing his true form as a dragon-headed human. He stared at Yuan Hong and sneered, "It's been a long time since I've seen such an interesting young man. What brings you here today? Did you come to fight us because of your master, Yu Ding?"

He was also someone who loved watching the drama unfold, and knowing full well that the Chan Sect disliked those who were different, the relationship between Yu Ding and Yuan Hong could be directly ruled out.

But he still stirred up trouble, trying to incite suspicion between Yu Ding and the Heavenly Court.

"You are mistaken. I am the Great Demon King of Meishan. How could I possibly have any connection with this highly respected and virtuous Jade Void Immortal?"

Yuan Hong glanced at the jade cauldron and said calmly, "Let me make this clear: my actions this time are not because I can't stand you guys using despicable means to slander this upright and noble immortal. I'm here specifically to settle accounts with you."

Another statement... Upon hearing Yuan Hong's words, the group of immortals looked at the jade cauldron and exchanged bewildered glances.

With this statement from the demon king involved, the speculation about their master-disciple relationship has been largely shattered, but this statement sounds... a little off!
Thank goodness, it's not Yu Ding's disciple... Nearby, Qiu Shou Xian and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

They weren't afraid when Yuan Hong appeared, and they weren't afraid when he revealed his Golden Immortal realm, until his aura surged dozens of times during that roar, which truly frightened them.

I've heard that one of Yu Ding's female disciples has already reached the Golden Immortal realm, and this one is dozens of times more terrifying than that Golden Immortal.

If this really is Yu Ding's disciple... The immortals shuddered, exchanged glances, and realized how terrifying it was.

"You want to...settle scores with us?"

Ji Meng's expression darkened, and he glanced at the Sixth Prince and the other three demon saints.

This clearly indicates that there was a grudge between them, and since he has been stationed in the Imperial Capital Mountain, where the remnants of the Demon Court reside, he is not very clear about what is happening outside.

“That’s right. I, Yuan Hong, originally wanted to cultivate in peace and not cause trouble, but you… just won’t let me have any peace. Well, I, Yuan Hong, don’t have the temper to swallow my pride.”

Yuan Hong's gaze swept over the demon race and the Heavenly Court: "The Heavenly Court led people to attack my Meishan and captured monkeys and their offspring who had not yet cultivated to falsely claim military merits. So I went to the Heavenly Court to reason with them."

Later, the Heavenly Court sent Erlang Shen to garrison Guanjiang Estuary, and you sent your subordinates to instigate a life-or-death battle between Meishan and Guanjiang Estuary, so that they would fight to the death. Today, I, Yuan Hong, have come to have a word with you.”

"Bullshit!" the sixth prince of the demon race exclaimed urgently.

"This guy... is definitely talking nonsense."

Yuan Hong glanced at him, laughed, held the stick in his right hand, and fanned his nose with his left: "Moreover, it stinks!"

“Yuan Hong, I am unaware of this matter, but today is a crucial moment for my Demon Court to recapture its ancient glory, and we cannot afford to fail.”

Ji Meng pondered for a moment and looked at the Heavenly Court: "How about this? Don't get involved in this mess today. I guarantee you a satisfactory answer afterward with my honor. What do you think?"

"Your honor?! What's it really worth?"

Yuan Hong smiled calmly, but his smile suddenly turned cold: "I'm determined to get involved in this mess today!"

"Good disciple..." Yu Ding looked at Yuan Hong with satisfaction. No matter how you look at it, this matter had nothing to do with Yuan Hong.

But he took the initiative to get involved in this mess, wasn't it all to share the burden of his master?
Teaching a few good apprentices is still very useful... Yu Ding thought to himself that these apprentices were not taken in vain, as they knew how to care for their master.

"Yuan Hong, don't try to refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. If you say my clan started this conflict, there must be a reason!"

A demon saint scoffed, "What good will it do us to do this?"

"Naturally, it will result in both of us being severely injured, so that we can protect your demon stronghold in the Southern Continent."

Before Yuan Hong could utter a sound, another resounding voice rang out from afar, followed by a silver blade of light that pierced the sky.

The gleaming blades, like a cascading waterfall, swept away everything in their path, tearing a gap in the sky formed by the demon army.

(End of this chapter)