Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

At the pinnacle of immortality, one stands proudly above the world; watch as I, Hun Tuo, persuade the immortal to his death.

This refers to the most unlucky of all, the Great Sage Hun Tuo.

The moment the Great Sage Hun Tuo spoke, Russell's killing intent, which was already burning, intensified.

Just kidding, this guy is like a law of cause and effect. Whenever he tries to mediate a fight, one of the two sides has to die. Even Ye Fan was tricked by him. Russell doesn't want to follow in his footsteps.

"Do you also want to make a move?" The Victorious Fighting Buddha asked, looking at the Great Sage Hun Tuo.

"Please don't misunderstand, I had no such intention. I just wanted to be a peacemaker," said the Great Sage Hun Tuo with a faint smile.

He was just as competitive and ruthless as before, even daring to challenge the Fighting Saint Emperor by crossing two major realms. The result was self-evident: he was suppressed and received a fairly good evaluation. He then learned from his mistakes and became a peacemaker.

My motto is: The world is so beautiful, yet you're still so irritable. That's not good, not good at all.

"You want me to stop now? Impossible!" The Victorious Fighting Buddha flatly refused.

“In a life-or-death battle, there’s no such thing as stopping halfway.” Russell was equally unwilling to back down, his blows becoming increasingly fierce, wanting to kill the Golden King before the situation calmed down.

Putting aside the curse that Hun Tuo carries, he is unwilling to easily let go of this genuine ancient imperial weapon.

Regardless of imperial weapons or deities, once they're in his hands, he'll find a way to manipulate them.

"I was just speaking casually. The decision you two make is entirely up to yourselves. However, if we make them pay a sufficient price, I wonder if that will quell the Holy King's anger? If we kill them all, there might be great chaos among the myriad races, since it involves two great royal families," Great Sage Hun Tuo advised kindly.

The Fighting Saint King slowed down his movements slightly. This was not an exaggeration, but a fact. One of the major royal families was the Golden Clan, and the other royal family was also extraordinary, having lent the ancient imperial weapon to the Great Saint of Kunzhou.

“In the past, Di Que and my father were bosom friends. He saved my father’s life twice. This time, I’m doing this to repay a favor, not because I’m dissatisfied with the Fighting Saint Ape Clan,” the Golden King said while struggling against Russell’s staff.

Just then, another figure appeared on the battlefield outside the domain. It was very blurry and difficult to see clearly, and its words were ancient and weathered.

"Our clan lent the ancient imperial weapon to Kunzhou to repay a favor from Di Que. Please forgive us, Holy King. Our clan is willing to pay a price," said the newly appeared figure, who was also a Great Saint.

"What do you think?" The Fighting Saint Emperor looked at Russell.

Russell has been a great help in today's battle, and he must ask for his opinion to avoid making this unexpected aid seem like a double-edged sword. If Russell wants to fight, he will continue to fight. With two Great Saints and three Imperial Weapons, wiping out the two ancient clans is not a difficult task.

"We've already fought, so once we've killed them, we can plunder their tribe for spoils." Russell said fiercely, whipping the Golden King far away with his club.

"Alright! Then let's continue the battle!" The Fighting Saint King responded. Russell's answer suited his taste perfectly, and he naturally couldn't hold Russell back. With his eyes narrowed, he hurled the Great Sumeru Pestle without mercy.

Kun Zhou Dasheng's skull shattered on the spot, and golden blood and brain matter splattered high into the air. His indestructible holy body and soul were annihilated into nothingness at the same time.

Upon seeing Kun Zhou's death, the Golden King's eyes were bloodshot, and he had no will to fight left. He repeatedly said, "I am willing to offer a bottle of divine essence in exchange for my life."

"Once I annihilate your race, your divine essence will be mine too." Russell put down the black divine iron, opened his arms, and a golden light curtain slowly unfolded behind him.

A dazzling golden light fell from the light curtain behind him like a meteor, and a tearing sound suddenly erupted in the void, followed by a shower of golden raindrops.

Gate of Babylon: Covering the Sky Edition!
In an instant, countless streams of light radiating a sacred aura shot out, and the battlefield outside the realm was visibly filled with golden threads, creating winding and tortuous streaks of light and shadow.

Like carpet bombing in modern warfare, this starfield battlefield was bombarded by Russell without any blind spots. Countless stars were blasted into dust amidst the roar, not to mention the Golden King, who was already seriously injured and shattered.

"Imperial weapons! These are all imperial weapons!"

Just then, someone finally discovered the key point.

The streams of light that flew out from the light screen behind Russell were not simply accumulations of energy, but different weapons.

Void Mirror, Eternal Furnace, Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron, Immortal Tears Green Gold Pagoda, Supreme Emperor Sword, Demon-Subduing Pestle, Chaotic Ancient War Chariot, Chaotic Ancient Divine Talisman, Human Emperor Seal, Chaotic Green Lotus, Immortal Iron Cudgel, Immortal Gourd, Qilin Staff, Myriad Dragon Bell, Golden Mace, Divine Silkworm Armor, Phoenix Wing Gilded Halberd, Refining God Pot, Four Immortal-Slaying Swords...

Their presence can be found in those fleeting lights, both those known to outsiders and those unknown to others.

Including the legendary Undying Heavenly Blade and the Desolate Tower.

Huo Qier, Huo Lin'er, the Holy Prince, and a group of ancient princes and princesses who were watching the battle all stood there dumbfounded. They could sense that, apart from the difference in quality, the aura emanating from these imperial weapons was exactly the same as the original.

What exactly is going on! ?
"come over!"

After killing the Golden King, the divine weapon within the Golden Mace revived and was about to rush back to the Golden Clan. Russell, however, could not let him have his way and seamlessly switched from the template of the Fighting Saint Emperor to the template of the Golden Ancient Emperor.

In front of everyone, the Golden Mace sensed the presence of its former owner, turned sharply, and landed in Russell's hand.

It works!
After Kun Zhou died, a melodious bell sound suddenly rang out from the place where his body had vanished. A ball of purple light rose from the annihilated void and transformed into a string of purple dragon bone divine bells.

It is the Purple Gold Dragon Bell of the Dragon Nest.

A great sage suddenly appeared from the void, blocking Russell and the Myriad Dragon Bell. He only breathed a sigh of relief when the Myriad Dragon Bell returned to his hand.

The magic Russell just displayed was truly terrifying. Not only could he mimic all the great emperors and ancient sovereigns who have appeared throughout history, but he could also simulate their aura to activate imperial weapons.

If this person had not already become a Great Sage and had not formed a friendship with the Fighting Saint King, all races would surely have risen up against him and annihilated him.

The sky fell silent; no one spoke. The fact remained that both the Golden King and the Great Sage of Kunzhou had been killed.

Russell did not actually annihilate the Golden Clan as he had just said. As a major royal family, the Golden Clan held a pivotal position among the ancient races. If Russell were to carry out a massacre of the clan, it was hard to guarantee that it wouldn't provoke all the races to become desperate and engage in a large-scale slaughter of humans.

Moreover, there are countless experts among all races. Although only a few Great Saints have emerged so far, unparalleled experts have always remained hidden. No one dares to claim invincibility until they prove themselves as Emperors.

In the current state of decline of the human race, balance is far more important than anything else.

Moreover, the fact that the Golden Clan's Golden Mace is now in his hands is already the biggest gain of this trip.

As for the Fighting Saint King, his method of acquiring spoils of war was very simple.

Russell had already returned the Divine Iron Rod to him, and he directly raised the three Imperial Weapons, facing the Great Sage in the Myriad Dragon Nest from afar.

It had a distinctly threatening tone, as if to say, "If you don't satisfy me, I'll smash you to death." The Great Sage of the Myriad Dragon Nest had no choice but to offer up an ancient medicinal herb, half a meter tall, carved entirely from black jade, exuding a fragrant aroma.

This medicinal herb can help the Great Sage extend his life by six hundred years; it is a rare divine object in the world.

"Since Kunzhou and the Golden King are dead, and the Holy King has taken the spoils of war, why not end this matter here?" Great Sage Hun Tuo asked.

He's just here to give it a try. If he can stop a war, that would be great, but if he can't, it doesn't matter.

"No rush. Let me slaughter all eight divine generals first, so they won't cause any more trouble." With that, the Fighting Saint King vanished.

Outside Zhenxian City, a group of ancient clan powerhouses were shocked, for they had seen everything beyond the realm through their Heavenly Eyes.

Before they could even react, a Fighting Ape had already appeared above their heads.

With a swift movement, the staff swept forward, unleashing a burst of Buddhist light. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, bones scattered in all directions, and the descendants of the Eight Divine Generals cried out as they died in droves.

Only after annihilating all of the Heavenly Emperor's retinue did the Martial Saint King nod in satisfaction and address the myriad races:

“In the struggle for supremacy among the imperial forces, I will not hold a grudge if heroes from all walks of life attack my nephew. But if a Saint-level Ancestral King disregards his status and bullies the weak and oppresses others with his power, then I can only follow suit.”

Just kidding, the old monkey is in a bloodthirsty frenzy, who would dare to provoke him at this time? Everyone nodded in agreement.

The battle ended there. Except for Russell, the other Great Saints present were all preparing to go to the Divine Silkworm Ridge for a small gathering to reminisce about the past and present. However, Russell was only in his fifties and still very young. He had nothing to reminisce about and did not want to be tainted by the old fog of these old people. He decisively withdrew and returned to his peers like Ye Fan.

"Quickly, let me see the golden mace!"

As soon as they returned to the city, Li Heishui and Heihuang surrounded them. They didn't have much of a rift because of Russell's cultivation level; their minds were full of curiosity about the imperial weapon.

Only the Holy Prince looked at Russell with a strange expression.

Russell didn't say anything, but casually tossed the golden mace, which had already calmed them down, to them, and then walked over to Ye Fan and chatted with him.

He planned to stay here for a while longer before taking a trip to the Starry Sky Ancient Road.

He has no shortage of opportunities; what he lacks is the opportunity to fight.

In this battle against the Golden King, he seemed to have grasped something in his heart and urgently needed a series of life-and-death battles.

Ye Fan naturally agreed wholeheartedly, as he himself had emerged from countless life-or-death battles.

"By the way, come with me to Little Sumeru Mountain." Ye Fan clenched his fist. He had already revealed his trump card and could now go see an old friend.

“No problem.” Russell raised an eyebrow. After waiting for so long, he was finally about to witness a memorable scene.

The two did not linger for long, and immediately crossed countless miles of void through the domain gate, arriving in the Western Desert from the Eastern Wilderness.

They searched from the ancient Agon Temple on the Ayur Plateau to Yunfeng Temple, and from Yunfeng Temple to Lantuo Temple, finally learning about An Miaoyi.

Ye Fan learned from a young disciple that An Miaoyi had committed a grave offense and was now imprisoned in a nine-story Buddhist pagoda, which he could not tolerate.

It's worth noting that An Miaoyi is a woman who actually took Ye Tiandi's virginity.

Since Ye Fan had already ventured in, Russell naturally couldn't just stand by and watch. With a clatter, he smashed this supposedly eternal Buddhist land to pieces with his newly acquired golden mace. He then forcefully led Ye Fan to the front of the Nine-Story Pagoda, and with another swing of his mace, he overturned the nine-story pagoda, which had stood for countless millennia, from its bottom layer.

The monks were as if they had eaten a dead rat, angry but not daring to speak out.

The news of Russell's powerful killing of the Golden King had already spread throughout the Big Dipper. The monks had always been bullies who preyed on the weak and feared the strong. With the Great Sage blocking their door, they dared not utter a single word of nonsense.

An Miaoyi appeared in front of Ye Fan, but her condition was not good.

She sat cross-legged before a green lamp, motionless, lost in a deep meditative state, gaining insight into the profound principles of Buddhism and Zen.

"What's wrong with her?" Ye Fan looked at Russell. He knew that Russell knew a lot and had learned a wide range of things, plus he didn't trust the monks here.

“It’s undergoing Nirvana, so it’s not too troublesome,” Russell said, clasping his hands together. The Great Wisdom Dharma Image of the Great Feng World and the Medicine Buddha Dharma Image rose up at the same time.

The sound of Buddhist chants filled the air, and countless rays of light shone down from the sky, pulling An Miaoyi's soul out of the Bodhisattva realm.

As for the rest, Russell, naturally unwilling to be a clueless third wheel, decided to go out and explore the world to see how this Buddhist land, filled with temples, differed from the Western Regions of the Great Feng world. However, as soon as he stepped out of the Lantuo Temple, he was blocked by a golden monkey.

"Shouldn't the Holy King be at Divine Silkworm Ridge at this time?" Russell was naturally not curious about the Fighting Holy King coming to find him. After all, he had successively evolved into the Fighting Holy Emperor and the Golden King, which would make anyone unable to resist.

"The gathering has ended, and I was just about to return to Mount Sumeru when I sensed your presence here. Since I had nothing else to do, I came over to check on you." The Fighting Saint King walked to Russell's side with a warm smile and looked him over.

"Are you asking if I am the reincarnation of the old Holy Emperor?" Russell pointed out.

"Not bad." The Fighting Saint King nodded.

Given Russell's demeanor at the time, with the same aura, the same appearance, and the same Dao principles, even the Emperor Weapon was incredibly docile in his hands. Who wouldn't be confused by that?

Didn't you notice that even the Holy Prince didn't dare to speak to Russell?
“Unfortunately, I’m not.” Russell shrugged.

“It’s not a pity, child,” the Fighting Saint King said with burning eyes, “Only with a strong person like you in the future can we live up to the upcoming golden age. But now, I have a favor to ask of you, and I would be very grateful if you could do it for me.”

“Uh…” Russell clicked his tongue. He knew that the Fighting Saint King’s lifespan was actually nearing its end, and he had just fought one battle. Now he was going to fight again. He was really worried that the other’s body could not withstand it.

The Fighting Saint King then said that if you don't fight, what kind of Fighting Saint Ape are you?

Russell couldn't persuade him otherwise, so he had no choice but to agree.

And then, the next moment, two incredibly dazzling meteors rose up across the entire Western Desert, transforming into two nearly identical golden apes in the sky.

The endless sea of ​​lightning exploded instantly; with a single collision, a vast divine light tore through tens of thousands of miles of void. (End of Chapter)