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Chapter 1949

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This sudden pressure suppressed Zhang Xiaohuai as if he were bearing a star, making movement difficult.

Clenching his teeth, he already knew who the source of this pressure was—the Ji Le Gong Er Zu.

I didn't expect the Palace Master of Ji Le Gong to even bring his own old ancestor along; truly thorough preparation.

As the old ancestor made a move, the Palace Master of Ji Le Gong finally breathed a sigh of relief, just as he said—if he weren't prepared, would he dare come to Cooking King Immortal City?

Knowing full well that this is someone who doesn't follow the rules, naturally one would keep some tricks up one's sleeve.

However, if there were a choice, the Palace Master of Ji Le Gong would actually prefer not to have the Ji Le Gong Er Zu act.

Unfortunately, Zhang Xiaohuai didn't disappoint him; in the end, he still forced out the prepared trump card.

Above the sky, under the shroud of terrifying pressure, a spatial rift slowly opened.

A black-haired old man stepped out from within.

Standing in midair, he looked down upon the entire Cooking King Immortal City, finally fixing his gaze on Zhang Xiaohuai.

"Do you really think Cooking King Immortal City can go to war with my Ji Le Gong?"

His words were full of contempt; although Cooking King Immortal City has many trump cards, frankly, they exist only because of various intertwined interests.

For example, Huang Lao lives in seclusion in Cooking King Immortal City and can act for it at critical moments.

But this cannot be unlimited; each time he acts, their bond diminishes a bit.

Cooking King Immortal City understands this as well, so under normal circumstances it would not casually use these trump cards.

Ji Le Gong, however, is different—they inherently possess sufficient strength.

Facing the old man's words, Zhang Xiaohuai did not reply—not because he didn't want to or was timid, but because the immense pressure from Ji Le Gong Er Zu made it extraordinarily difficult for him to even open his mouth.

Better to devote all his effort to coping with the immense pressure on his body.

Clenching his teeth, he completely ignored Ji Le Gong Er Zu's intent; seeing this, Ji Le Gong Er Zu also paid no heed.

Even if he made a move, at most he would only humiliate and mock; to actually kill Zhang Xiaohuai is impossible.

This is just like how Zhang Xiaohuai had never harbored any killing intent toward the Palace Master of Ji Le Gong earlier.

After all, given their statuses, if they truly perished, the ensuing consequences would be extremely severe.

Both are sect leaders; if killed outside, any faction would hardly let it rest.

Even if their own leader were killed, they'd still not let out a fart—where would they put their face?

Thus, Zhang Xiaohuai and the other are linked such that a single thread moves the whole body.

But since Zhang Xiaohuai cannot be killed, perhaps the junior generation can be.

Earlier, Zhang Xiaohuai also intended to kill that junior palace master of Ji Le Gong, didn't he?

His gaze shifted to the arena, and upon looking at Ye Zhangqing, a flash of strange color passed through his eyes.

This kid is truly bizarre—his combat power is heaven-defying, yet his Xiūliàn is so low, the gap is huge; I don't know how he Xiūliàn before.

But since he possesses such combat power, setting aside other things, if we give this kid sufficient resources and a good Xiūliàn environment, his growth speed will definitely be exaggerated.

After all, top-tier Yāoniè are like that; breaking through is as natural as eating and drinking.

Unless it's a breakthrough of a major realm, which would have a bottleneck; otherwise, breakthroughs of minor realms are as easy as water flowing into a channel.

And this situation continues until after the Immortal King realm; only upon reaching the Immortal Emperor Realm does it slow down.

Therefore, Ji Le Gong Er Zu concluded that Ye Zhangqing's growth speed would be very fast; perhaps the next time they meet, this kid will have already broken through the Ancestor realm.

With such talent, yet he is not a disciple of Ji Le Gong; this child........... must absolutely not be kept.

As Ji Le Gong Er Zu's gaze fell upon it, the arena's surrounding Formation had already shattered due to his pressure.

Without the Formation, the cultivation of this Ji Le Gong junior palace master naturally was no longer suppressed, restoring to his original Immortal King realm cultivation.

He gradually woke from unconsciousness, but even though his cultivation had recovered, the injuries he suffered earlier were still too severe; even with his Immortal King realm cultivation, wanting to recover is not easy.

Recalling what just happened, this junior palace master quickly remembered that he had been knocked to the ground by a single slash from Ye Zhangqing.

Although the Formation's suppression was gone, looking at Ye Zhangqing's eyes still welled up a hint of fear.

At the same cultivation realm, he could only withstand two moves in Ye Zhangqing's hands.

A big somersault, plus a blade.

For a moment he stared blankly at Ye Zhangqing, never expecting to lose so swiftly and cleanly.

One could even say he had no power to retaliate, his heart suffering a heavy blow.

However, just as this Ji Le Gong junior palace master remained in a daze, not yet having regained his senses, a mental transmission suddenly surged into his mind.

"Kill him, if you still want to remain this junior palace master."

Huh???

This sudden voice made the junior palace master startle, then he was jolted awake; seeing Ji Le Gong Er Zu in the sky above, his eyes filled with shock.

Obviously, he didn't know Ji Le Gong Er Zu was also present; along the way, it had only been him and the Palace Master, with no old ancestor present.

But now the old ancestor has appeared on the scene and even personally sent him a mental transmission; how could this junior palace master dare to refuse?

After all, this concerns the position of junior palace master; having painstakingly endured countless hardships to attain it, how could he willingly give it up?

For a moment, the junior palace master gritted his teeth and stood up.

Without the Formation's suppression, his cultivation had recovered to the Immortal King realm level; the severe wounds, as his cultivation recovered, also eased considerably.

At least he had recovered some combat power, no longer like before when he couldn't even stand.

As he struggled to rise, the junior palace master's gaze also immediately locked onto Ye Zhangqing.

In his eyes, hesitation and wandering were gone, replaced by a strong killing intent.

Regardless of what came before, now he has a single goal: to slay this kid before him; the means don't matter.

Noticing the change in this Ji Le Gong junior palace master's gaze, the surrounding crowd, who were shocked by Ji Le Gong Er Zu's appearance, also sensed the problem.

What does this Ji Le Gong junior palace master intend to do?

"Is he going to make a move?"

"The Formation is gone, this child is in danger."

"There's more, you forgot that one up there?"

"Without Zhang Xiaohai's Formation, the cultivation of this Young Palace Master of Ji Le Gong has fully recovered; with such a huge cultivation gap, Ye Zhangqing has little chance of victory, even if the opponent is seriously injured."

"Moreover, that Ji Le Gong Er Zu standing proudly in the heavens has not yet withdrawn his own aura."

"Zhang Xiaohai, as well as the Elders and Stewards of Cooking King Immortal City, likewise including Ye Zhangqing on the stage, are all suppressed by this aura and unable to move."

"This looks rather unsightly; although they already hold an absolute cultivation advantage, they still use aura to suppress others. At this moment, Ye Zhangqing facing the Young Palace Master of Ji Le Gong probably can't even move a finger."

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