Chapter 265

You want me to kneel, trying to destroy my Dao-heart—don't even think about it!

The monkey was also staunch, his hair shining gold, glaring angrily at the queen, refusing to yield.

You desecrate the sole god of the myriad races, a crime punishable by myriad deaths; even as an imperial bloodline, you cannot escape guilt!

The Primeval Queen was overbearing, her tone icy; she raised her slender jade hand, and the holy might unique to a sage swept forth, stirring the eight directions—all who heard changed countenance.

This is a true primordial king, immensely powerful; beneath a sage, all are as ants, none can withstand him.

Hmph, let's see how you respond.

In the distance, the Heavenly Prince watched coldly, a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

I'll give you one last chance: apologize to the Heavenly Prince and the Undying Emperor, and I might spare your life.

The queen pointed a finger; holy light swept out, the Holy Prince staggered, shaken back several steps, suffering grave injury, blood trickling from his mouth.

No matter how stalwart the monkey, before the primordial king he had no recourse, for sage and mortal are worlds apart—utterly different levels.

The queen seemed determined to kill him, her finger about to point again, when a golden flash came, fierce and overbearing.

Bang—

She knew the terror of that golden light, did not clash head-on but redirected it; yet her finger was grazed, blood spraying, and it was severed.

For a moment, everyone was unsettled, especially the human race—could a human sage be acting in secret? 'I never expected such a figure to be here.'

The Primeval Queen scanned around, finding no sage's aura, and involuntarily frowned.

Soon, a figure rose against several great pressures—it was Ye Fan!

I underestimated you; you still have such a powerful fleshly body.

The Heavenly Prince and Gu Yuan approached, followed by two ancient kings, their gazes icy, both descendants of the Undying Emperor's retinue.

They stood beside the queen, as if watching a show.

Gentlemen, there was a rule beforehand: no causing trouble in the Jade Pond; please calm your anger.

Above the firmament, the Xi Huang Ta rose and fell, shedding a hazy green mist, majestic as mountains, with the aura of the Ultimate Dao Emperor circulating.

Then let's go out and settle it.

The Primeval Queen was determined to kill the monkey, forcefully detaining him outside the Jade Pond holy ground.

The remaining primordial beings and humans followed out, wanting to see what would happen.

If you don't kneel, I'll break your legs so you can never kneel again," the female said coldly.

Smack!

But just then, a loud slap rang out, startling everyone, freezing their expressions.

Suddenly, a lovely and beautiful woman appeared in the arena, her body crystalline, her purple hair flowing, half her face concealed.

Even so, one could feel from her an overbearing presence and an indisputable aura of authority!

The instant she appeared, he backhanded the queen with a crisp slap, clearly audible to all present.

Finally, the woman, like a jade hand, brushed away the blood at the Holy Prince's mouth.

It's actually her!

Soon, someone recognized the woman's identity, shock written across their faces.

In the past, within a strange stone called the Blood Altar in Divine City, there lay a deity maiden.

At that time, she was pierced through the chest by a peerless fiendish weapon, nailed inside the divine source, and snatched away by the newborn monkey.

Who would have thought she hadn't perished, but appeared here! 'You… are the princess, still alive in this world.'

In the distance, a group of powerhouses from Silkworm Ridge rushed over, overjoyed, performing great rites of obeisance.

Paying respects to the Silkworm Princess.

Paying respects to the Fighting Saint Consort.

Everyone was petrified, especially the primordial clans, each feeling both awe and shock, many dropping to their knees in great obeisance.

Silkworm Ridge once produced a Silkworm Emperor who swept the nine heavens and ten earths unmatched; among the primordial clans, his status was pivotal.

The Silkworm clan and the Fighting Saint Ape clan are somewhat alike—few in number, yet their strength is formidable.

If anyone awakens a notable bloodline, they will surely become a transcendent figure renowned across the ten directions.

Why is she called the Fighting Saint Consort?

Li Tian was puzzled and asked.

Actually, she almost became my uncle back then...

The Holy Prince explained: originally, the Silkworm Princess almost ended up with the monkey's uncle, that is, the Victorious Fighting Buddha.

But after the Holy Emperor fell, the world fell into chaos; the Silkworm Princess was schemed against, a spear nearly pinning her to death.

Even the Fighting God Buddha, with such might, was forced to flee to the western desert—one can imagine how tense the situation was.

Later, the monkey searched everywhere for medicine, barely managing to save her.

It's you who wants the Holy Prince to kneel and repent before the myriad races, yet you still wish to kill him—I ask, what gives you the right to act so arrogantly?

The Silkworm Princess's voice was clear and cold, yet it instantly silenced the scene; everyone held their breath, watching silently.

Even the primordial royal clans dare not speak more now, for truly, her status and seniority are awe‑inspiringly high.

She lived in the same era as the Fighting Saint Law and even received praise from the Holy Emperor, enough to show her astonishing talent and beauty.

He desecrates the deity...

The woman's expression froze; her tone, compared to before, was clearly lacking.

Smack!

Before she could finish, the Silkworm Princess backhanded her with a crisp slap, leaving the opponent dazed.

I see you bully the soft and fear the hard; now I give you two choices: either you kneel yourself before the myriad races, or I break your legs and make you kneel before the myriad races, then apologize to the Holy Prince.

Her voice had little fluctuation, yet it was icy to the extreme.

"You're bullying people too much!"

The Primeval Queen flew into a rage; as an ancestral king, she was more than enough to represent one side of the primeval royal clan, yet she had to kneel before a junior to apologize—it was utterly disgraceful! "Your Highness Princess, this isn't proper, are you perhaps being too forward?"

The two ancient kings behind the Heavenly Prince stepped forward to speak for the queen.

"Get out of my way, or I'll make you all kneel together."

The Divine Silkworm Princess merely gave the two a contemptuous glance, not even taking them seriously.

"We are descendants of the Undying Heavenly Emperor's retinue, our status is exalted; no one can make us kneel."

The Primeval Queen tried to use the Undying Heavenly Emperor to force the opposition to retreat.

"Undying Heavenly Emperor? What a grand reputation—you're mainly speaking up for the Heavenly Prince this time, right? Do you believe I won't just wipe out all those so-called princes behind you?!"

The Divine Silkworm Princess snorted coldly, stepping forward one step at a time.

The Primeval Queen's expression changed; facing the top expert of the Divine Silkworm clan, she ultimately dared not say anything, otherwise she would truly have dared to kill.

Hearing this, the Heavenly Prince and Yuan Gu were both shocked to the core; even though they had the primeval royal clan backing them, they believed the Divine Silkworm Princess would dare to act. "Since you refuse to kneel and apologize, then go die!"

The Divine Silkworm Princess snorted coldly, no longer wasting words; her slender jade finger lingered in the seven-colored divine light, decisive and swift.

Her crystal-clear jade hand pressed onto that queen's head, instantly shattering it; the seven-colored divine light swept over, even extinguishing her divine radiance, leaving no escape.

Everyone present stared dumbfounded, holding their breath—this was an ancient king, and to say kill and then kill, indeed overbearing and sharp! Know that, whether in the primeval era or now, the status of a primeval ancestral king is exalted; killing them could spark war between the two great royal clans—but the Divine Silkworm Princess is just that domineering, saying kill and then killing, utterly decisive.

Immediately, the Divine Silkworm Princess lifted a strand of purple hair, the corner of her mouth curling into a smile as she looked toward the Heavenly Prince and Yuan Gu.

"You have already slain an ancestral king; please, Princess, show mercy."

"Please, Princess, calm your anger and spare them."

The Fire Kirin Cave, Primeval Lake, Blood Phoenix Mountain, and other royal clans stepped forward, blocking between the two sides, hoping to quell the fury; otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Don't rely on your noble birth or lean on your ancestors' shade; provoke me, and I'll kill you all!"

When the Divine Silkworm Princess spoke those words, the Heavenly Prince was struck as if by lightning; the nine divine rings behind his head nearly collapsed, and his body swayed.

Yuan Gu trembled even more; the black sun in his left eye and the blood moon in his right eye almost dissolved.

Finally, the Divine Silkworm Princess had no intention of striking again; she turned and, together with the Holy Prince and his entourage, returned to the Jade Pool, and the disturbance came to an end.

"The Investiture of the Gods has appeared, awing all clans, yet some ancient kings still firmly believe that Emperor Wushi has already passed away, and they will personally attend this gathering."

After a discussion, the Divine Silkworm Princess still decided not to intervene; leaving behind such a sentence, she drifted away.

"The Investiture of the Gods is out, yet we still can't suppress them?"

Now Ye Fan, the Holy Prince, and the others were all at a loss, not knowing what to do.

"It's truly terrifying."

Li Tian couldn't help but sigh; only after arriving here did he realize how aberrant this Gu Xing was—it's hardly a place for humans to stay.

If the Zi Wei divine dynasties' great teachings were to arrive here, they probably wouldn't even have the right to speak.

"Brother Ye, it's been over ten years since we last met; are you still well?"

The Great Xia Prince strode forward with tiger-like vigor, a little white-clad nun following behind him as he approached.

"Thanks for your concern, Little Master, you're becoming ever more beautiful."

Ye Fan went up to meet him, offering a polite greeting.

Afterward, the Divine Silkworm Daoist, Yao Yue Kong, Qi Huoshui, the Ji siblings, and others arrived one after another, and everyone gathered together.

To everyone's surprise, even Hua Yunfei and Li Xiaoman came.

"Brother Yunfei, how have you been lately?"

"Brother Hua, you truly are a heavenly person; daring to loudly confront the ancient clans, we all admire you."

Ye Fan and the others went up to greet him again; during this time Hua Yunfei had slaughtered many ancient clan experts, his style peerless, making everyone feel admiration.

Hua Yunfei wore a blue robe, handsome and graceful; even an unparalleled beauty before him would lose her luster, few could match his bearing.

"Thanks for the praise; although I lack great ability, I won't die just yet."

He smiled faintly, returning the salute with clasped hands.

They sat for a light drink, chatting about past events over the years, enjoying the conversation.

"By the way, I don't yet know how to address this Daoist."

The Great Xia Prince inquired of Duan De with interest; for some reason, he felt an indescribable familiarity with this Daoist before him, as if they had met previously.

"My Daoist name is Boundless; just call me Boundless Daoist."

Since Duan De didn't want to reveal his identity right away, he casually gave himself a Daoist name.

Li Heishui frowned, also noticing Duan De's oddness; that slightly contemptuous demeanor truly resembled an old acquaintance.

Duan De's disguise technique was superb; aside from Ye Fan, who cultivated the Heavenly Eye of Source, no one else could see through it.

"Are you Hua Yunfei? I've heard your connection with the Saint Body Dao Embryo is not shallow; do you know his whereabouts?"

The Divine Silkworm Daoist clung to a wine jug, drunk and dazed, his eyes filled with endless vicissitudes—clearly a man with a story.

Hua Yunfei originally belonged to the Ruthless lineage, but later Yang Zhu pulled him out of the mire; this is no longer a secret, having long been spread abroad.

"Exactly, Brother Yunfei; Brother Yang has been gone for over ten years, and still no word."

The Great Xia Prince seemed to have often wished to befriend Yang Zhu deeply, but each time missed the chance, a great regret of his that he has yet to let go.

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan and Duan De each took a big gulp of fine liquor, exchanged a smile, and said nothing.

"Sorry, I really don't know."

Hua Yunfei truthfully replied that he was not yet aware of Yang Zhu's return to the Northern Dipper.

"What a pity... such an outstanding talent, I truly wished to befriend him properly..."

The Divine Silkworm Daoist, drunk, grabbed the wine jar with his right hand, lifted it over his head and tipped it back, gulping down half the jar, his tone tinged with regret.

Huang Xu Dao, the Heavenly Prince, and Gu Yuan are all peerless geniuses of the present age, yet he has already seen their like, but never witnessed Yang Zhu's grace.

Besides wanting to befriend him, he also wanted to confirm one matter...

Damn, if that dead dog were here, we wouldn't have been in such a sorry state before.

Li Heishui had to admit that the Big Black Dog was absolutely unrivaled in formation mastery; if it had been there back then, their group would have fared much better.

Maybe he went to another star field.

When Li Tian saw the little nun, he couldn't take his eyes off her, and at that moment he interjected.

How come, you also know Brother Yang?

Yao Yue Kong was puzzled; he had been in seclusion for several years, only just having recovered his health, and although things had just happened, he still knew quite a bit about outside affairs.

Naturally, I've also heard that Li Tian and Yan, the two brothers, returned together with Ye Fan; they don't belong here.

That's only natural; their group of four had been to Zi Wei, and it was then that they fortunately made each other's acquaintance.

Whether to speak or not, Brother Yang truly is a divine person, rarely seen in ages, far beyond what that Heavenly Prince could compare to.

Li Tian left it at that, not revealing too much about Yang Zhu, after all, back when they parted, the Black Emperor could have threatened him.

He certainly didn't want to be bitten by a dog again! 'Boom!'

The Divine Bell, Zhang Ming, rang nonstop; a tremendous holy might surged forth, utterly undisguised.

Finally, what was bound to come arrived; a mighty Ancestral King appeared, he bore a dragon's head, his body wrapped in divine light, his aura fierce as he strode forward.

The remaining holy spirits felt the overwhelming divine might; most could not withstand it, they fell to their knees one after another, collapsing limp on the ground.

I heard the human race has produced a saint; I've come today especially to seek instruction!

This Ancestral King showed no restraint in his aura; his tone was disdainful, his manner overbearing, he came with killing intent, and as soon as he arrived he wanted to slay the lone enduring saint.

He was stalwart, surrounded by many Dao gods, his aura oppressive, his cold gaze sweeping over everyone present.

(End of chapter)