One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Xia He sat on a tree branch, swinging her long legs, her eyes alluring.

"If you go in, you'll also be affected by that formation. And then... your sister will be heartbroken."

"Get out of here!!"

Zhang Lingyu gritted his teeth and forcefully activated the Yin Five Thunder within his body.

"The Azure Pools of the Northern Frontier!!"

The black lightning spread, but because he had been injured before and was distracted, the power of the lightning was greatly reduced.

Xia He dodged the attack with a light jump, and even threw a flying kiss in the process:

"Oh dear, that's so fierce. But... I like it."

"Lingyu, save your energy."

On the other side, Shen Chong, wearing glasses, sneered:

“Lu Jin is doomed to die today. With the four of us working together to deal with this old man, even a god couldn’t save him.”

"Look, his Qi is in disarray, and he can barely maintain the Reverse Life Triple Stage."

In the center of the battlefield, Lu Jin had indeed reached his limit.

His skin began to bleed, the veins around his eyes bulged, and his reason was being slowly devoured by his inner demons.

"Aaaaaah!! Wugensheng!! Come out here right now!!"

Lu Jin was trapped in the hallucination of that year, and roared wildly at the air.

"Tsk tsk tsk, how pitiful."

Dou Mei sighed. Although she spoke of his pitifulness, the comforting aura she exuded was constantly weakening Lu Jin's fighting spirit, causing him to sink even deeper into his pain.

"That's about enough. Let's deliver the final blow." Gao Ning narrowed his eyes, preparing to close the net.

At this critical moment.

"Boom boom boom... boom boom boom..."

A sudden, extremely abrupt, and untimely rhythmic sound, which could even be described as mood-disrupting, came from above.

The four madmen were stunned.

Zhang Lingyu was stunned.

Even the frenzied Lu Jin paused in his actions.

Everyone instinctively looked up.

A streak of purple lightning fell from the night sky like a shooting star!

Moreover, the way that meteor fell... was actually a perfect Superman landing!

“That is…” Zhang Lingyu’s eyes widened suddenly.

Boom!!!

A loud bang.

Purple lightning struck heavily in the very center of the battlefield—the open space between Lu Jin and Gao Ning.

The massive shockwave, carrying dust and debris, shattered the operating "Twelve Labors Formation" into pieces.

Gao Ning let out a strange cry and was thrown over several times by the shockwave, rolling away like a ball.

The dust and smoke dissipated.

A figure dressed in a snow-white Taoist robe slowly stood up from the pit.

He was holding a half-empty bottle of cola in one hand, and with his other hand, he was flipping his hair in a very flamboyant way.

"Oh."

Zhang Tianyi looked around, his gaze sweeping over the four bewildered Zhang Kuangs, and finally landing on Lu Jin, who was still teetering on the edge of madness.

He grinned, revealing that smile that struck fear into the hearts of the entire Quanxing sect:

"It's so lively!"

"Is this a party? Why didn't you invite me?"

"besides……"

Zhang Tianyi pointed at Gao Ning, who was rolling away like a ball, and his eyes instantly turned cold:

"You fatso, what did you just say?"

"Even a god couldn't save him?"

"What a coincidence."

Zhang Tianyi downed his cola in one gulp and casually squeezed the bottle.

"I, Daoist Master..."

"They are gods."

Chapter 42 You've made this little crybaby look so miserable, do you want to die?

"My...my formation..."

Gao Ning stared blankly at the deep pit, feeling as if the terrifying atmosphere he had painstakingly created had been shattered like glass kicked in the ground.

Xia He, Shen Chong, and Dou Mei tensed up instantly, as if facing a formidable enemy.

They stared intently at the white-clad figure emerging from the pit.

"Senior Lu!!"

Zhang Lingyu exclaimed with a mixture of surprise and joy, but when he saw the person's face clearly, the sound caught in his throat.

"Second...Second Martial Uncle?!"

Zhang Lingyu rubbed her eyes, almost unable to believe it.

Wasn't he supposed to be down the mountain having a dance battle? How come he's now dressed in formal attire, descending from the sky, and appearing on the most crucial battlefield?

What kind of superhuman speed is this?!

"Oh."

Zhang Tianyi patted non-existent dust off his Taoist robe, looked around, his gaze sweeping over the four bewildered Zhang Kuangs, and finally landing on Lu Jin, who was still teetering on the edge of madness.

He grinned, revealing that smile that struck fear into the hearts of the entire Quanxing sect:

"You've made such a crybaby like this, are you trying to get yourselves killed?!"

The four madmen's hearts sank to the bottom in an instant.

They exchanged a glance and saw the same word in each other's eyes—retreat!

This monster is definitely not something they can handle!

Plans have changed!

run!

However, just as they were about to back down...

From the corner, a sinister voice rang out.

"Heh... What a boastful tone."

A short, wrinkled old man with a cane emerged from the shadows.

It was none other than Yuan Tao, a renowned master of the Quanxing sect.

His small eyes were now filled with resentment and jealousy.

"What kind of deity? He's just a pretentious brat!"

Yuan Tao looked at Zhang Tianyi's excessively young face and said sourly:

"When I was a veteran of the martial world, you were still a kid wearing diapers! Don't think that just because you had a lucky encounter and gained some youth-preserving ability, you can look down on all the heroes in the world!"

"Yuan Tao! Are you crazy?!"

Xia He stamped her feet anxiously, "Something's wrong with this person! Let's go!"

"What are you going to do?"

Yuan Tao stood with his neck stiff, putting on the airs of a senior figure:

"The reputation of Quanxing cannot be lost like this! Today I will see just how much these so-called immortals really are!"

"Oh?"

Zhang Tianyi looked at the stubborn old man with great interest and chuckled.

"Not bad, not bad, finally someone with backbone has arrived."

Zhang Tianyi turned his head and tossed the crushed empty Coke bottle in his hand to Zhang Lingyu next to him like trash.

"Lingyu, take this. Your martial uncle needs to stretch his muscles."

Zhang Lingyu subconsciously took the bottle. Looking at his second uncle's calm and collected appearance, the sense of defeat he felt from being no match for the Four Madmen miraculously disappeared.

With my second martial uncle around, it's as if even if the sky falls, it's no big deal.

"Before we take action, let's deal with this crazy old man first."

Zhang Tianyi glanced at Lu Jin, who was still shouting "kill, kill, kill!"

"This little crybaby is such a hassle. He's over a hundred years old and still gets so easily upset."

He walked slowly to Lu Jin's side.

"Golden Light Mantra - Immortal Binding Lock!"

Om-!

Zhang Tianyi stretched out his hands, and golden light gathered in his palms.

However, this Golden Light Mantra is different from that of anyone else on Longhu Mountain.