One person: Senior brother Zhang Zhiwei, the Celestial Master begged me to descend the mountain.

Zhang Taichu stopped in front of the two heavy vermilion wooden doors.

He stood with his hands behind his back, tilting his head slightly upward, looking at the golden nanmu plaque above the door, his face expressionless.

Zhang Chulan huddled behind Zhang Taichu, peeking out at the tightly closed door, then at his master's not-so-broad but unusually upright back.

He swallowed hard and asked in a low voice:

"Grandmaster...we...are we just going to stand here?"

Zhang Taichu turned his head and glanced at him.

There was a hint of affection in his eyes, as if he were looking at a fool.

"Standing?"

"Who does Wang Ai think he is? Does he deserve to make me stand outside and wait?"

"Go, knock on the door."

"If you won't open the door, then forget it."

Upon hearing Zhang Taichu's words, Zhang Chulan instantly understood.

The back, which had been somewhat timid, straightened up instantly.

"Alright!"

"Please hold it up, Uncle-Master!"

"I'm good at this job!"

Zhang Chulan straightened his collar and then ran a hand through his hair.

With an air of indifference, he swaggered to the very center of the vermilion gate.

Take a deep breath and focus your energy in your lower abdomen.

next second.

Golden light, like flames, burst forth from all the acupoints on his body!

Golden Light Curse!

The golden light, which was not particularly noticeable in broad daylight, was now so intense that it seemed to materialize, enveloping Zhang Chulan completely and making him appear like a golden-armored deity.

"Junior Zhang Chulan!"

"I've come specifically to pay my respects to Grandpa Wang Ai!!!"

That shout was full of energy, with a powerful, rolling sound.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Chulan's lips curled into a wicked smile, and he suddenly stretched his right leg backward, with golden light compressing and condensing wildly on his calf.

boom!

A loud bang.

His right leg, like a cannon shot, slammed into the two seemingly indestructible vermilion doors!

Snap! Snap!

A teeth-grinding cracking sound suddenly rang out.

The two doors, each half a foot thick, made of fine mahogany and even reinforced with defensive talismans, shattered instantly under Zhang Chulan's kick!

Wood chips flew everywhere, and dust rose in all directions.

The immense impact even snapped the bolt behind the door, sending the two broken door panels hurtling backward and crashing heavily against the screen wall in the courtyard with a deafening thud.

The once magnificent gate of the Wang family was instantly transformed into a dark, gaping hole.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

Zhang Chulan maintained the same leg-extending posture, and slowly retracted his right leg amidst the flying wood chips.

He patted non-existent dust off his trousers, spread his hands innocently, looked at the mess in front of him, and exclaimed in feigned surprise:

"oops!"

"Why is this door so flimsy?"

"I only tapped it lightly... how did it break?"

Wang Ye, standing behind, couldn't help but cover his face as he watched this scene.

"Amitabha Buddha..."

"That bastard... he's shameless..."

Although he complained, there was a hint of helpless smile in Wang Ye's eyes.

This is Zhang Chulan.

As long as someone is backing him up, this guy is definitely the most troublemaker in the world.

Just then, a series of angry roars came from deep within the compound.

"Who goes there?!"

"How dare you destroy the gate of my Wang family! You're courting death!"

Followed by.

Dozens of figures darted out from every corner.

These people were agile and each of them was surrounded by rich Qi, clearly they were all carefully trained guards by the Wang family.

The middle-aged man at the head of the group stared at the broken door, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.

where is this?

This is the Wang family of Beijing!

For decades, who would dare to cause trouble at the Wang family's doorstep? And even kick down the gate?

This is a slap in the face!

This is like tearing off the Wang family's face and throwing it on the ground to stomp on it!

"You bastard!"

The burly man roared, and two short knives appeared out of thin air in his hands, carrying a chilling killing intent as he charged straight at Zhang Chulan.

"Take him down! His life or death is irrelevant!"

"yes!"

Dozens of skilled members of the Wang family behind him responded in unison, each employing their own methods, and countless streams of multicolored Qi energy poured down on Zhang Chulan like a torrential rain.

Faced with this overwhelming attack.

Zhang Chulan showed no fear whatsoever; on the contrary, his expression became even more exaggerated.

"Holy crap?!"

"Make a move?!"

"Is this how your royal family treats its guests?!"

Zhang Chulan shouted, but his figure moved like a slippery eel, darting through the crowd.

Thunder VIP membership activated!

sizzle-

White arcs of electricity danced around him, instantly boosting his already agile speed to a new level.

He didn't even turn around, but simply sidestepped, barely dodging the burly man's double blades.

Followed by.

Zhang Chulan countered with a palm strike.

boom!

A pale white bolt of lightning exploded at close range, striking the burly man directly in the chest.

"ah--!!!"

The burly man screamed in agony, his body convulsing as he flew backward, his hair standing on end from the electric shock, and he exhaled a puff of black smoke.

"No manners! Absolutely no manners!"

Zhang Chulan jumped and scurried through the crowd, shouting so loudly that the whole street could hear him:

"I've come to pay my respects to my senior! I've come with sincere intentions!"

"The guests just walked in, didn't even have a sip of tea, and you started using knives and guns?"

"Is there no law anymore? Is there no justice?"

boom!

He kicked another member of the Wang family in the stomach while he was trying to sneak up, sending him flying into a nearby flower bed.

"You're being rude and you won't admit it!"

"Not only did they refuse to see visitors, but they also resorted to a group fight?"

"Where is Grandpa Wang Ai? Let him come out and judge this!"

Zhang Chulan is completely letting loose right now.

Relying on the powerful figure standing behind him, he completely treated this place as his personal stage.

They were incredibly ruthless.

The palm lightning strikes are specifically designed to target the nerve endings, while the Golden Light Mantra protects the body and withstands the damage. Then, out of nowhere, it's either a groin kick or an eye gouging.

In a short time.

Dozens of skilled members of the Wang family were unable to subdue him; instead, they were thrown into chaos by him, with screams echoing throughout the room.

Wang Ye stood outside the door, watching the figure running wildly through the crowd like a mad dog, and couldn't help but twitch his lips twice.

"senior……"

"Isn't this... a bit too much?"

Zhang Taichu stood with his hands behind his back, a faint smile on his face.

"Should we pass?"

He looked at the shattered gaping hole in the gate and said softly:

"I think it's fine."

"lively."

"A wedding ceremony like this shouldn't be too quiet."

however.

Over time.

More and more Wang family experts emerged from the depths of the compound.

Besides the ordinary guards, there were even a few first-rate masters whose Qi was highly refined and who had clearly reached a high level.

"Set up the formation!"

"Don't engage him in prolonged combat! Use the trapping formation to lock him down!"

Several senior members of the Wang family noticed Zhang Chulan's slippery movements and immediately changed their tactics.

Several beams of light shone from all directions, forming a huge net of Qi that descended upon Zhang Chulan.

Zhang Chulan's eyelids twitched.

He felt as if the space around him had become viscous, and his movements involuntarily slowed down by half a beat.

"What the hell! They're cheating!"

Zhang Chulan let out a strange cry.

Seeing that the other side was getting serious and their numbers were increasing, continuing the fight would likely result in losses.

"The wind's getting strong! Let's get out of here!"

Without any hesitation.

Just a second before the Qi net was about to close, Zhang Chulan suddenly dropped to the ground, and like a gecko climbing a wall, he slipped out from under the crotch of the two burly men!

This set of movements is fluid and smooth, clearly a life-saving skill practiced thousands of times.

Whoosh!

next second.

Zhang Chulan had already darted back outside the gate and was safely hiding behind Zhang Taichu.

He poked his head out, pointed at the Wang family members who had chased after him, and began to complain with a look of grievance and indignation:

"Master Uncle!!!"

"Look! Look!"

"These people have no sportsmanship!"

"I just knocked on a door, and dozens of them ganged up on me!"

"They even tried to trap me with a formation!"

"This is a complete disregard for us! This is a slap in the face for you!"

"You have to stand up for me!"

The Wang family chased after him to the door, and seeing the young man hiding behind the young Taoist priest with a smug look on his face, they were so angry they felt like their lungs were about to explode.

Knock on the door?

You call that knocking?!

That's a demolition project!

Just as the Wang family was preparing to rush out the door and wipe out these three reckless fools in one fell swoop.

That's enough.

A cold, sinister voice came from deep within the compound.

The Wang family members, who had been indignant, fell silent the moment they heard that voice.

They quickly parted to the sides, heads bowed, their expressions extremely respectful.

At the end of the bluestone-paved path, there was a view.

An elderly man with a hunched back, leaning on a dragon-headed cane, slowly walked over, step by step.

With each step he took, the ground seemed to tremble slightly.

There was no anger in those cloudy old eyes, only a stagnant, gloomy atmosphere.

It was Wang Ai.

He walked to the broken door, stopped, and stared intently at Zhang Taichu.

"Zhang Taichu..."

Wang Ai grinned, revealing yellowed teeth, and let out a strange laugh like that of an owl:

"Hehehehe..."

"it is good."

"That's really great."

"Do you really think this is your Dragon Tiger Mountain? You think I'm afraid of you just because I'm giving you face?"

Zhang Taichu looked at the old man before him, who exuded a fierce aura. Zhang Taichu said calmly:

"This door is too small."

"The clock I brought is too big."

"If we don't dismantle it, we're afraid we won't be able to get it in."

Upon hearing this, the muscles at the corners of Wang Ai's eyes twitched violently a few times.

The savage killing intent that had been suppressed deep within him could no longer be controlled.

"Sending a toast?"

"OK."

"Since you're here, don't leave."

"It just so happens that I'm short of a few decent living souls to serve as the core of this formation beneath my courtyard."

Wang Ai suddenly raised the dragon-headed cane in his hand and slammed it heavily on the ground!

Boom! ! !

next moment.

A visible black aura erupted from Wang Ai in an instant!

Waaaaah—

The once clear sky seemed to darken in that instant.

A mournful wail suddenly rang out from nowhere, echoing throughout the entire Wang family compound.

Those Wang family assassins who were originally standing on both sides suddenly pulled out a dagger and slashed their wrists without hesitation!

Fresh blood gushed out, but instead of hitting the ground, it was greedily devoured by the black, malevolent energy.

Rumbling--

The entire Wang family mansion seemed to come alive.

Countless hideous and twisted ghostly figures burst forth from the ground, from the walls, and from the shadows.

The Hundred Demon Extermination Formation, activate!

Wang Ai stood amidst the countless ghostly shadows, his figure appearing incredibly tall.

He looked at the three people outside the door with the same gaze he would give them as if they were corpses.

"Zhang Taichu".

"Welcome to..."

"hell."