Yuan Zun: Starting with the Eight Ancestral Symbols

Chapter 89 Slapping Zhao Pan
Suddenly, Zhou Yuan felt an indescribable sense of danger and instantly turned his head to look in one direction.

"Wu Huang?!"

The opponent threw a punch, and red energy gushed out, like a blazing sun, rushing towards Zhou Yuan, carrying the intent to kill him.

Zhou Yuan never thought that Wu Huang would be here, so he couldn't wait to attack him. Although his soul has now broken through to the late stage of the Void Realm, he still feels a strong threat of death.

Luoluo and the others all sensed the change and burst out with powerful source energy. However, just as they were about to take action, a strong sense of oppression descended from the sky and suppressed their source energy.

"Sacred Palace messenger?"

The few people did not expect that the powerful Divine Mansion Realm expert from the Holy Palace would blatantly help Wu Huang.

Although they felt very aggrieved, they were still not good enough to face the strong men in the Divine Mansion Realm.

Faced with the anger of Luoluo and the others, Zhao Pan remained indifferent. Who would say any nonsense to ants?

Muchen did not go to help Zhou Yuan. He believed that Zhou Yuan could handle it. However, since Zhao Pan was putting pressure on them, don't blame him for being rude.

Although he is no match for Zhao Pan now, he can still try to play a tease on him.

"Snapped!"

Just as he was watching how Zhou Yuan died, ripples appeared in the space in front of him. Just as he was puzzled, a big hand suddenly reached out from the void and gave Zhao Pan a big blow with lightning speed.

For a Divine Mansion Realm expert like Zhao Pan, the force was just right, enough to confuse him without causing any brain damage.

When Zhao Pan reacted, his eyes widened with anger and he yelled, "Who? Get out here!"

He didn't even see who it was. Although his protective energy source was not broken, for a strong man in the Divine Mansion Realm, getting slapped in the face was simply a shame.

As Zhao Panyuan's energy completely exploded, many of the proud men below felt their bodies sink suddenly, and they were about to be pressed to their knees on the ground at any time. It was as if they were carrying a mountain on their backs, and every bone in their body was wailing.

"Hahaha, Zhao Pan, what's wrong with you? Why are you so angry? Don't hurt these little guys."

Mu Wuji of the Cang Xuan Sect laughed loudly and waved his hand to offset the energy burst of Zhao Pan for the people below.

The little guys below didn't see it, but he saw it clearly. Zhao Pan was actually being beaten up by someone.

Although I don't know who is using the power of space, I have to say it's a great job.

He had been unhappy with Zhao Pan for a long time, but it was not appropriate to attack him without reason. Mu Wuji felt very happy when he saw this slap.

However, this stranger was too cautious. If they could meet, he would definitely have a drink with him.

If you are the enemy of Sheng Gong, then you are his friend. It’s so exciting.

"Humph!"

Zhao Pan also knew that if he continued to make trouble, the others would take action.

Looking down and seeing that Zhou Yuan was not dead, Zhao Pan's face looked even uglier. He cursed in his heart, "Wu Huang, you useless bastard. I lost my dignity and helped you stop Zhou Yuan's friends, but you only hurt them."

Muchen's right hand was trembling slightly. It must be said that the strong man in the Divine Mansion Realm was very thick-skinned. Moreover, he was two realms higher than Muchen and could slightly detect the fluctuations in space.

If his current realm was also the Divine Mansion Realm, or if he had a deeper grasp of the Space Ancestral Talisman, Zhao Pan would not have noticed it and would have been slapped in the face.

But, this unexpected slap was enough.

There was a flash of surprise in the eyes of Luoluo and Zuoqiu Qingyu. They didn't expect Muchen to dare to attack the strong man in the Divine Palace Realm. The most important thing was that he succeeded in the end. The six strong men in the Divine Palace Realm attacked together and tried their best to open a thin hole in the thick fog. This was also the only way for everyone to enter the holy land.

Through the hollow area, one can vaguely see the ancient scenery of the holy land. Everyone's eyes are eager. What kind of fortune they can get from it depends on their own strength.

"Everyone, enter."

The six messengers shouted loudly, and almost in an instant, countless proud men shot out towards the empty area, transformed into rays of light and shadows, and entered the holy land one after another.

"let's go."

"Zhou Yuan, are you okay?" Mu Chen noticed Zhou Yuan's arm. With his late Qi-nourishing realm, it was impossible for him to take Wu Huang's attack without getting hurt.

"fine."

Zhou Yuan shook his head and stared at Wu Huang with a cold gaze. Both of them had murderous intentions towards each other.

Several people entered. After Mu Chen stepped half a foot in, he turned around and shouted to Zhao Pan: "Hey, you shameless guy, how did you train your skin? My hands are hurting from the shaking."

As soon as he finished shouting, Muchen went straight into the holy land. Since he had given the other party a big fight, he must let the other party know that doing good deeds must leave a name.

"Damn little beast!"

Zhao Pan was stunned for a moment, then he became furious. The energy in his body erupted like a volcano, venting in all directions, but he could only be furious, after all, Muchen had already gone in.

If someone breaks in at this time seeking death, he will end up in a bad way.

If he were to provoke the remaining obsession of Patriarch Cang Xuan to take action, he might even die here if he wasn't careful.

So, he could only endure it and wait for Muchen to come out before dealing with this little beast.

"Hahaha, yes, Zhao Pan, how did you get so thick-skinned?" Mu Wuji immediately laughed unscrupulously, not giving Zhao Pan any face at all.

It turned out to be this kid. He fought beautifully. He even wanted to slap Zhao Pan with his own hands, but he didn’t have the chance. What a pity.

The other messengers all had strange expressions on their faces. They thought it was a prank by some powerful person, but they didn't expect it to be a kid in the Qi Cultivation Realm.

Zhao Pan was really unlucky. He was slapped by a junior. The feeling of humiliation could really drive a person crazy.

"Mu Wuji, if you have any advice, just give it to me!" Zhao Pan shouted angrily.

If I can’t deal with Muchen now, can’t I deal with you?

"Okay, come on, a life-and-death fight?" The sloppy adult's eyes became very sharp, and he spoke pointedly.

"Ahem, let's not fight now. If things aren't done well, it will be hard to explain when we get back."

The other few people came out to act as peacemakers. At other times, they would not care, but now was not the time for the two Divine Mansion Realm powerhouses to fight.

They all knew that the grudge between the Cang Xuan Sect and the Holy Palace could not be resolved. They were the kind that were incompatible with each other and would fight as soon as they met.

After a dizzying spin, Muchen entered the holy land. He could not see any trace of Yaoyao and the others around. It seemed that they were scattered all over the place. He could only go find them later.

Pfft!
Muchen failed to keep his balance for a moment and plunged directly into the water, becoming a completely soaked chicken.

(End of this chapter)