Chapter 75: True Immortal Grandpa Acts, One Finger Subdues the Residual Immortal

The Immortal Hall's residual immortal thought he was the biggest fish in this pond.

Even if decayed, even if defective.

Even though he cannot return to the upper realm of the Immortal Domain.

He is still an immortal, the ruler of Sanqian Zhou.

But now, a true dragon bursts in.

A living, peak‑state, river‑crossing true dragon that may have come from the Immortal Domain!

However, faced with his shocking accusation, the patriarch of the Gu Family couldn't even spare a sidelong glance for him.

In the patriarch's eyes, there is only his beloved grandson.

He anxiously pulls Gu Yuan over, feeling him all over, fearing even a single hair might be missing.

"My good grandson, are you alright? Were you frightened by this old undying one? Don't be afraid, grandpa's here; even if the heavens collapse, they won't hit you."

That tone, full of lingering fear and indulgence, bears no trace of an immortal's majesty—just a neighborly old grandpa worrying his grandson might be scared by a stray dog.

Gu Yuan is both amused and exasperated, yet a warm current swells in his heart.

"Grandpa, I'm fine; see, I'm doing just fine," he says helplessly.

"As long as you're fine, that's fine, that's fine."

The patriarch pats his chest, sighs in relief, then turns his head; the once kindly, gentle face instantly turns ice‑cold to the bone.

His seemingly clouded old eyes flash two beams of immortal light capable of piercing nine heavens and ten earths, locking onto the Immortal Hall's residual immortal atop the Heavenly Dome.

"Old thing."

The patriarch's voice is low, yet seems to carry a heavenly decree that bends law to word, pressing the entire Heavenly Dome into a lament.

"Who the hell gave you the nerve to lay a finger on my grandson?!"

Boom—!

Before the words finish, a terrifying immortal aura far beyond the Immortal Hall's residual immortal's imagination erupts like a volcano dormant for billions of years!

Under this aura, the Immortal Hall's residual immortal's feeble, decayed immortal law is like a lone candle in a gale, instantly suppressed to flicker erratically, nearly extinguishing on the spot.

"Puff!"

The throne beneath him, piled from countless withered bones.

Unable to sustain even a breath, it cracks with a "crack", fragmenting inch by inch into bone dust that fills the sky.

The Immortal Hall's residual immortal himself is struck as if by lightning, spouting a mouthful of gray immortal blood, his aura instantly withering.

Just a single sentence, a single glance, and a residual immortal is severely wounded!

This scene leaves the surviving cultivators in the distance utterly dumbfounded.

Especially the cult leader who was just howling, shouting "You're doomed," whose smile now freezes in place, looking worse than crying.

The Immortal Hall's residual immortal... that's it?

When the residual immortal appears, who can contend?

Why does it feel... like a mouse seeing a cat?

"S‑senior... it's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding..."

The Immortal Hall's residual immortal is utterly terrified, forcing his immortal body to steady, his voice trembling as he tries to explain.

He now only wants to survive.

"Misunderstanding?"

The patriarch sneers, the laugh brimming with endless murderous intent.

He slowly lifts a hand—the palm that moments ago gently patted Gu Yuan's back, now seeming to become a celestial grinding stone capable of suppressing the heavens.

"I don't care if it's a misunderstanding! Today, you die here; don't even think your spirit will remain!"

The patriarch is too lazy for more words; today he intends to make an example.

He wants all heavens and myriad realms to know the fate of anyone who harms the Gu Family's Qilin son.

"Senior, I didn't know he was your grandson; otherwise, even with ten times the courage, I wouldn't dare disrespect him!"

One under a eave must bow one's head.

Facing a complete true immortal who could easily crush him, he can only choose to cower.

Any remains of an Immortal King, any everlasting immortal body, must step back before his own life.

"Oh? Don't know?"

The patriarch hears that, sneers.

"The Gu Family's 'Gu' banner stands right there; are you blind or deaf?"

"I..."

The Immortal Hall's residual immortal is left speechless, his old face swelling to a pork‑liver color.

He did see it earlier, but never took it to heart.

After all, true immortals don't descend, isn't that the Immortal Domain's tacit rule?

"Senior, indeed I was at fault here."

The Immortal Hall's residual immortal inhales deeply, forcibly suppressing his humiliation and fear, and says in a deep voice.

"However, grudges should be resolved, not tied. Though I am merely a residual immortal, I am not without foundation. Behind my Immortal Hall lies the supreme Dao tradition of the Immortal Domain, linked in countless ways with an ancient Immortal King lineage."

"Regarding today's matter, I hope fellow cultivator will, for the sake of that Immortal King's face, let it end here, what do you think?"

He brings out his backstage.

In his view, having lowered his stance so much and now invoking the Immortal King lineage, the other side should at least grant him some face.

After all, no one wishes to offend an Immortal King without cause.

However, as soon as he finishes speaking,

"Immortal King clan?"

The old ancestor seemed to have heard some huge joke, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Which Immortal King clan? Come, tell me, let me see if I know them."

That tone was as casual as could be, as if the Immortal King clan in his eyes was no different from stray cats and dogs by the roadside.

This time, not only the Celestial Palace Remnant Immortal, but even Gu Linjiang and the others were suppressed.

The old ancestor…… actually didn't even regard the Immortal King clan as worth noticing?

Our family is this powerful? How come I didn't know.

"You……"

The Celestial Palace Remnant Immortal was completely dumbfounded.

Damn it, where did this family of monsters come from?

Each one more unreasonable than the last!

"What? Can't say it?"

Seeing him not speak, the old ancestor's smile gradually faded.

"Since you can't say it, then don't say it."

"Offending my grandson, and you still want to just let it go? Who do you think you are?"

"Today, forget about whether it's an Immortal King clan; even if the Immortal King himself shows up, I'll still beat him without mistake!"

As his words fell, the old ancestor gave him no further chance.

He slowly raised his right hand toward the Heavenly Dome above.

That unbeatable Celestial Palace Remnant Immortal was seized with a light grab.

"No!"

The Celestial Palace Remnant Immortal let out a scream of extreme terror.

He wanted to flee, he wanted to resist!

He frantically burned his own remnant immortal essence, activating the decaying Immortal Dao laws, trying to break free of that invisible shackle!

However, it was all in vain.

Before the old ancestor's seemingly ordinary palm.

His proud Immortal Dao laws were as fragile as paper, torn apart with ease!

His body, uncontrollably, was forcibly dragged down from the Heavenly Dome above by an irresistible force!

"Bang!"

A tremendous boom.

The Celestial Palace Remnant Immortal was seized by the old ancestor like grabbing a chick, pulled from the air, and then slammed heavily onto the ground.

"You…… you can't kill me! I really have…… behind me……"

The Celestial Palace Remnant Immortal lay on the ground, still wanting to make a final struggle.

"Noisy."

The old ancestor furrowed his brow and flicked a finger.

A beam of immortal light entered his body, instantly sealing all his power together with his soul.

He just thought, killing the remnant immortal would be too lenient for him.

The Celestial Palace Remnant Immortal's body stiffened, and he could no longer make any sound.

He could only look at the old ancestor with eyes full of fear and despair.

"Alright, good grandson, how should we deal with this old thing? Should we just kill him, or bring him back to use as fertilizer for you?"

After doing all that, the old ancestor returned to his kind and benevolent appearance, smiling as he asked Gu Yuan.

It was as if what he had just casually suppressed wasn't a remnant immortal who had lived through several eras.

But rather a disobedient fly.