Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

All I can say is that they're all people who can get along with Ye Hei, so why are you trying to act all high and mighty?

When Ye Fan returned with Ye Tong after collecting the spoils, Russell had already become friends with Dongfang Ye and the others.

Ye Fan shook his head, roughly knowing that his reputation was about to suffer another two-level drop, so he quickly joined the conversation, trying to salvage some of his prestige.

While they chatted, Huo Linghe was plunged into a long period of noise. Everyone was shocked and their hearts were filled with excitement.

Not only did the Holy Body return, but its cultivation also increased significantly. It single-handedly overwhelmed the Holy Land and killed five Dao Slayers in succession, causing a much greater commotion than it had fourteen years ago.

You must understand, this is a Dao Slayer! Not some nobody!
Some speculate that the Holy Body's current strength is comparable to that of the Holy Lord of Yao Guang and the Heavenly Emperor's Son.

"Good lad, as expected of you, you've already stirred up a storm as soon as you got back." Peacock King came to Ye Fan's side and teased him.

"They bullied my disciple, how could I let them get away with it?" Ye Fan chuckled and shook his head, then said, "Let's not talk about them anymore. Today we are old friends reunited. Who will treat me to a meal and tell me about what has happened over the years?"

“I think Xia Yiming is very suitable. He is already an emperor, so he must be rolling in money!” Dongfang Ye pointed to Xia Yiming without any hesitation.

Xia Yiming's lips twitched; he knew he was going to get ripped off here.

But as Ye Fan said, when old friends meet again, it doesn't matter whether you take advantage of them or not.

With a wave of his hand, he arranged the Dao patterns and led everyone across endless time and space to the outside of the Holy City.

The Holy City is ultimately human territory. With the protection of the God-King, no matter how arrogant the ancient races are, they cannot make a move here.

Before long, the former friends who had received the message all used their own methods to teleport over.

The founders of the Human Desire Path, Li Tian, ​​Li Heishui, Wu Zhongtian, and the Holy Prince, all arrived one after another.

Ye Fan generously took out the flesh of the Crocodile Ancestor and shared it with everyone.

"Speaking of which, given your temperament, you shouldn't be so arrogant." As a true friend who had some understanding of Ye Fan's behavior, Li Heishui looked at Ye Fan and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Did you perhaps obtain the inheritance of some great emperor when you returned to your homeland?"

The ancient races hate Ye Fan to the bone, especially the lineage of the Heavenly Emperor's son. Among them are many powerful figures at the Saint and Saint King level. Ye Fan's appearance at this time will surely cause them to take action.

"No inheritance, but quite a few trump cards." Ye Fan smiled without saying a word, secretly glancing at Russell, who was extorting Duan De and Black Emperor beside him.

He felt a pang of sadness, for apart from the friends present today, most of the others had embarked on the ancient road to the stars.

The meal lasted for almost half a day, and both the host and guests enjoyed themselves. However, since most of the people present were leaders of their respective factions, each had their own business to attend to, and they all left after the meal.

Ye Fan also returned to the Heavenly Court with the Holy Prince and others, where they were to discuss the important matter of attacking the Heavenly Prince.

Bored, Russell wandered around the Eastern Wilderness alone.

After the upheaval caused by the emergence of the ancient races in the Eastern Wilderness, the various forces were no longer as arrogant as before, and Russell wandered aimlessly along the way.

During that time, I heard a lot of rumors from the outside world, all about Ye Fan.

Ye Fan is a kid who can't sit still for a moment.

Just the day before yesterday, he blasted a half-saint into pieces in mid-air at a gathering, and yesterday he killed the avatar of the Holy Son of Yao Guang in front of a group of geniuses.

Less than five days later, news spread that the Holy Prince and Princess Ji had fought against a group of ancient princes in the imperial city outside Zhenxian City.

Russell was so tired of hearing about it that he was practically sick of it.

Just as he was thinking about exploring the forbidden zone of life, a divine thought suddenly came through. It was a message from Ye Fan. He had encountered trouble and urgently needed Russell's help.

He had gotten tired of wandering around the Eastern Wilderness these days, since he had entered the game too late and had missed out on many of the interesting things in the early stages.

Now that the Heavenly Emperor's son is dead, the ancient races will surely go mad. Russell's trip to show his divine power in front of everyone will not have been in vain.

……

At this very moment, outside Zhenxian City.

The eight divine generals gathered together, and the Divine Silkworm Ridge also came for the Holy Prince. They all looked up and witnessed the Fighting Saint King and the Great Saint of Kunzhou facing off in the distant starry sky.

"Monkey, another fellow Daoist is also coming today. He also wishes to learn a thing or two from you." Kun Zhou was surrounded by immortal energy, and his eyes were cold as he looked at the Fighting Saint King.

He had fantasized about this battle countless times, but ultimately he lacked the confidence to defeat the Fighting Saint King. In desperation, he had to bring in another Great Saint to help him, hoping to combine the power of the two Great Saints and the two supreme imperial weapons to completely kill this monkey.

Inside Zhenxian City, Dao patterns rotated on several array platforms, densely packed, and the Heavenly Eye manifested, reflecting everything in the outer battlefield, making it truly visible.

"Damn it, even at the Great Sage level they still bully the weak with numbers, they're even more shameless than Duan De!" Black Emperor cursed as he looked at the battlefield in the sky.

The Fighting Saint King possesses unparalleled combat power, wielding black divine iron, exuding celestial aura and domineering presence, shattering a star with a single blow.

Kun Zhou Great Sage was not to be outdone. His gray hair was disheveled, his eyes were terrifying, and he radiated countless rays of immortal light. His body and the ancient imperial weapon were fused together, and he clashed fiercely with the Fighting Saint King.

The two used the star field as their battlefield, divine light surged forth, and Dao patterns appeared one after another, almost destroying the entire starry sky.

However, this was only the first person Kun Zhou had made a move; there was still a Great Sage standing by who had not yet made a move.

The fighting spirit of the Fighting Saint King surged even more fiercely. He pressed Kun Zhou forward, almost smashing Kun Zhou's figure into the void. Just then, the Great Saint who was watching the battle moved. He unleashed a terrifying ball of light, annihilating countless meteorites, which crashed into the old monkey's body. The old monkey was immediately sent flying thousands of miles away, standing in the void, holding his staff horizontally.

"Damn it, the second person also possesses an ultimate imperial weapon and is indeed at the Great Saint Realm. A huge problem has arisen!" Black Emperor said, his expression changing.

"Uncle!" The Holy Prince's eyes were bloodshot. He knew this was going to be a disaster. How could his uncle possibly stand up to him?
"If the Holy King has no help, he's likely to be in trouble. Ye Fan, when will your trump card be revealed?" Li Heishui asked.

"Almost there, coming right away." Ye Fan was anxious, his hands were pressing buttons so fast they were blurry.

On the battlefield beyond the heavens, the Victorious Fighting Buddha remained silent, his divine bones unyielding, yet he uttered not a word, gazing at the two Great Sages in different directions, standing alone with his Immortal Iron Cudgel.

“Monkey, I know you still have the Demon-Subduing Pestle of Mount Sumeru, and you can borrow the Ancient Emperor's Robe from Divine Silkworm Ridge, but so what? Do you dare to activate two Emperor-level weapons by yourself for a long time? Your only fate is to perish!” Kun Zhou said coldly.

There was a boom.

Kun Zhou's body merged with the Supreme Emperor Weapon, transforming into a beam of immortal light that actively attacked the old Holy Ape. Now that his helper had arrived, he had even less restraint and attacked with overwhelming ferocity.

The other Great Sage who could get involved in the battle between these two was naturally no nobody either. He came from the Golden Clan and wielded the Supreme Emperor Weapon, the Golden Mace, which could create black holes with a mere wave of his hand.

The Fighting Saint King was not afraid at all. He dared to come alone because he had made thorough preparations. He had been stationed at Mount Sumeru for many years and had long mastered the means of using the power of faith.

He charged forward and engaged in battle with Kun Zhou and the Golden King. As the battle intensified, divine light surged forth, the heavens crumbled, and all things resonated.

The array patterns of the Heavenly Eye clearly projected everything that happened on the battlefield onto the inside and outside of Zhenxian City, making all living beings feel terrified.

Suddenly, they realized that the three Great Saints, who had been fighting each other, had abruptly separated and were watching a certain place warily.

There, an immense rift suddenly opened up, and another figure radiating golden light entered the battlefield.

Upon seeing this figure, Ye Fan let out a long sigh of relief. He had finally arrived.

The other two, Li Heishui, the Holy Prince, and the Black Emperor, along with their dog, had somewhat stiff expressions.

Black Emperor clicked his tongue. He remembered that he seemed to have tricked the other party before. The other party probably didn't like eating dog meat...

On the battlefield beyond the realm, the Fighting Saint King gripped the black divine iron, his face somewhat grave. He could still handle two Great Saints with ease, but if it were three, this time it would be quite troublesome.

“Friend, this is a feud between us and this monkey. Please do not interfere. If you can stand by and watch, we can divide the three ancient imperial weapons on his body after we kill him.”

Kun Zhou looked at the unfamiliar Great Sage who had suddenly entered the battlefield, and felt equally wary.

There is another terrifying thing: he cannot see the depth of this person's abilities; his vital energy is so abundant that it seems inexhaustible.

"Don't call me that so intimately. Who's your friend? Look carefully, who am I?" Russell moved his neck, putting on the Battle Saint Emperor template he had obtained from the Supreme God Russell.

In an instant, divine light burst forth, and when the light faded, not only the onlookers but even the Fighting Saint King was stunned.

Before them stood a giant golden ape, holding a black divine iron staff. Its spine stood straight and upright like a divine mountain, its expression cold and indifferent, yet its brows shone with divine light, revealing an aura of dominance that looked down upon the world.

"Father!?" the Holy Prince exclaimed.

"Brother?" The Fighting Saint King suddenly realized that this aura and this presence were exactly the same as his brother's, except for the difference in their cultivation levels.

How could this be?

"Damn monkey! Playing tricks!" Kun Zhou gritted his teeth and roared. Everyone knew that the Fighting Saint Emperor had passed away long ago and could not possibly return. The only possibility was that this was just another Great Saint from the Fighting Saint Ape family using a secret technique.

"Damn it, he doesn't have an ultimate imperial weapon. Let's join forces and kill him first."

The Golden King also realized that he was born in the ancient times and had witnessed the supreme power of the Fighting Saint Emperor. Now, he felt the wisps of energy again, which made him tremble with fear and his hair stand on end. He almost lost his will to fight.

Their movements were swift. Before the Fighting Saint King could react, golden light filled the sky, and countless chains of divine order appeared around them as they all charged towards Russell's location.

The appearance of the Fighting Saint Emperor drove them mad. Thousands of ripples suddenly spread through the void as they unleashed their boundless magical power without reservation. They were fighting desperately.

In an instant, they traversed a distance of tens of millions of miles and arrived before Russell. The Golden Mace began to awaken, its supreme power overwhelming, causing the heavens to collapse and severing countless stars.

Russell, wielding a mixed iron rod, met the golden mace head-on. With a flick of his wrist, the divine iron rod shone with dazzling divine light, and a powerful and domineering aura surged forth like a tsunami.

In an instant, the sound of space shattering almost filled the entire void. However, a fake is still a fake. The mixed iron rod shattered under the golden mace. Kun Zhou seized the opportunity and also launched a powerful attack. His divine power surged like a tide, like a world-destroying frenzy. Russell himself was stained with blood in the starry sky, and his body was shattered on the spot.

"You bastard! Fight me again!" The Fighting Saint King's eyes were bloodshot. Regardless of the relationship between the person in front of him and his brother, he had come to help him, yet he had been killed by these two filthy scoundrels right before his eyes.

But the next moment, Russell's body, which had been shattered by the Supreme Emperor Weapon, solidified again, and he was still in the form of that divine ape.

He clutched his waist, grimacing, "Seriously, the ultimate imperial weapon is definitely more powerful than a vibrator."

"You're still alive!" The Golden King was as if he had seen a ghost. He was extremely confident that even if the Battle Saint Emperor were to be resurrected, he would not be able to get away with that attack at the Great Saint level, let alone with Kun Zhou's follow-up attack.

"What are you thinking? Let's try again!" Russell took the black divine iron from the Fighting Saint King, and his aura suddenly rose to another level.

I'll say it again: he's just in a lower realm, while I'm not in a lower stat. What gives you the right to talk back to me like that?

Russell, transformed into a holy ape, roared proudly across the heavens and earth, wielding black divine iron that cleaved and swept upwards. The golden blood energy was so dense that it almost burned in the starry sky, and divine light shone forth, causing the endless space to tremble, tear apart, and shatter.

The Golden King was being forced to retreat in defeat, his arm went numb, and he almost dropped the golden mace from his hand.

He couldn't understand where the person before him got such profound magical power, which was able to continuously support the black divine iron to emit the roar of the Great Dao.

It should be understood that to activate a divine weapon at the Emperor level, one must use a massive amount of divine power. Even a Great Sage would find it difficult to use it for an extended period of time, otherwise he would eventually be drained dry.

But this monkey in front of us could unleash countless divine lights with a wave of its hand, and countless laws roared when it raised its staff.

Where on earth did he get so much divine power?!
"Take my stick again!"

Russell had no idea what he was going to do; all he knew was that he was now ridiculously strong.

The spirit within the black divine iron resonated perfectly with him, and the Great Dao of the Fighting Saint Emperor influenced him, elevating his fighting spirit and allowing him to fight so freely.

The black iron rod cleaved down, leaving traces of the Great Dao hanging down, and struck the golden mace with a booming sound. The Supreme Emperor Mace overflowed with thousands of rays of light.

"Come again! Come again!"

Russell laughed loudly, relentlessly pounding down with his divine iron rod. At first, the Golden King could only struggle to resist, but later he couldn't even block his rod techniques and was beaten until he bled profusely.

On the other side, while dominating Kunzhou Great Sage, the Fighting Saint King observed the battlefield on Russell's side. Seeing this scene, he once again had endless speculations about Russell's identity.

Just as Russell was about to annihilate the Golden King with a single blow, an aged voice suddenly rang out, arriving from the Eastern Wilderness at an extreme speed.

"Great Sage, please show mercy!"

The old man was dressed plainly and looked just as ordinary. Rather than being from an ancient tribe, he seemed more like a human, like an old man from a village.

Russell glared at him with displeasure, thinking to himself, "Who do you think you are, daring to interrupt my battle? Believe me or not, I'll give you a good whack and hit you too."

"Great Sage Hun Tuo!"

Just then, a passerby recognized the old man's identity and roared, startling Russell so much that he almost dropped his divine iron rod.

It was actually the legendary Great Sage Hun Tuo! (End of Chapter)