Chapter 1987

The middle-aged man spoke with a solemn expression; in fact, even a hundred breaths earlier, he had suddenly been ambushed by Huang Lao and the Heavenly Family's forefather joining forces.

Without preparation, he was directly entangled by the two and dragged out of the range of the Cooking King Immortal City's city-guarding grand formation.

At the moment the city-guarding grand formation was activated, he already sensed that something grave was afoot.

Just now, the purpose of Huang Lao and the Heavenly Family's forefather was to force him out of the city-guarding grand formation, so that the aftershocks of the three's battle would not affect the Cooking King Immortal City.

Facing Huang Lao and the Heavenly Family's forefather simultaneously, the middle-aged man had absolutely no confidence.

Merely hearing his words, the Heavenly Family's forefather laughed.

"Brother Zuo, you say you'll come and you'll go just like that—there's no such reason."

"I can compensate; any demand is acceptable."

"Compensation? Heh."

"What do you want?"

The middle-aged man asked in a deep voice; he could clearly sense the faint killing intent in the two's eyes.

Meanwhile, Zuo Jue on the platform below, upon seeing his father appear, his face likewise turned utterly grim.

Tianlin was not lying; today they father and son have already fallen into a desperate situation.

And his greatest reliance all along, the sole guarantee of his survival to this day—his own father—now cannot even protect himself, let alone him.

Seeing Zuo Jue's expression change, Tianlin smiled faintly.

"You think the Cooking King Immortal City has stayed idle this long for what reason?"

"Are you just watching as you flay their Young City Lord slice by slice? Or are you afraid of your father, lacking the courage to act? They're waiting, you idiot."

As Tianlin's words fell, around the platform, numerous Cooking King Immortal City experts, led by Bai Yuan and the others, appeared one after another.

Elders and offerings from the various fire halls all appeared on the scene, surrounding the area completely.

Faced with such a mighty array of the Cooking King Immortal City, many Immortal Realm cultivators present could not help but feel secretly startled.

However, Bai Yuan soon spoke, saying this matter had nothing to do with others, and the Cooking King Immortal City would not indiscriminately vent its anger on anyone.

Just let everyone withdraw on their own; the Cooking King Immortal City will not obstruct.

In response, the many Immortal Realm cultivators dared not object; they immediately retreated like a flood, at most merely watching from afar, not daring to approach.

"Three City Lords, can I take this guy? I've long wanted to deal with him."

At this moment, Tianlin said to Bai Yuan and the others; hearing that, Bai Yuan nodded.

"Heavenly Young Master, acting for my Cooking King Immortal City, I am deeply grateful."

"I'm doing this for myself."

Hearing that, Tianlin smiled, then shifted his gaze back to Zuo Jue.

Seeing Tianlin's spiritual power surge all around him, Zuo Jue's father outside the formation could no longer hold back and looked toward Bai Yuan, saying:

"Bai Yuan, consider my father and I slain this time; state any demands you have, as long as they are within my ability I will agree, and thereafter my father and I will never enter your Cooking King Immortal City."

Today there truly is a deadly calamity; Zuo Jue's father also had no choice but to lower his head.

Huang Lao's intervention was completely beyond Zuo Jue's father's expectation; this old fellow, in the Cooking King Immortal City for so many years, has rarely lifted a hand.

Each time, it required the Cooking King Immortal City to pay a huge price just to get this old fellow to move a muscle.

But hearing Zuo Jue's father's words, Bai Yuan shook his head; having come to this point, to call it off would be like letting the tiger return to the mountain.

Everyone in the Immortal Realm knows the nature of the Zuo Jue father and son; when dealing with such people, either you don't act, or once you act you must finish them completely, leaving no future trouble.

One must kill them in a single blow, giving them no chance for revenge; the best way to achieve a one‑hit kill is naturally to strike them down so their souls and spirits scatter.

Seeing Bai Yuan not agree, Zuo Jue's father gritted his teeth until they creaked.

"Fine, fine, fine, if your Cooking King Immortal City insists on this, then my father and I............"

"Too much nonsense."

But before he could finish speaking, the Heavenly Family's forefather struck directly, a palm slamming down; a huge palm print covered the sky and blotted out the sun, descending straight from the heavens to envelop Zuo Jue's father.

As the Heavenly Family's forefather moved, Huang Lao and Tianlin also followed suit with their attacks.

Given this situation, today the Zuo Jue father and son certainly cannot walk out alive.

So all this talk of 'never die, never rest' and 'we'll avenge this someday' is just nonsense; whether you can survive is still uncertain, yet you keep babbling on.

Facing simultaneous siege by the Heavenly Family's forefather and Huang Lao, two beings of the same realm, Zuo Jue's father naturally fell into a disadvantage from the start.

And Zuo Jue on the platform likewise found himself in perilous straits under Tianlin's hands.

The difference between a monster and a heavenly pride is not just a little; otherwise their standings in the Immortal Realm would not be so vastly disparate.

For Zuo Jue to endure a desperate struggle against Tianlin is already not bad.

If it were an ordinary young heavenly pride, the result would likely be an instant kill.

As the great battle was about to erupt, Bai Yuan and the other Cooking King Immortal City experts remained fully on guard, lest any mishap occur.

Meanwhile, Wu Zhong had by then been carried to Ye Zhangqing's cave dwelling.

He was given healing pills for his injuries, but the broken arm issue still needs Bai Yuan and them to handle, because there still lingers Zuo Jue's Línglì and lawful force on it.

Ye Zhangqing now cannot break it.

However, his life is free of worry.

At this moment, lying on the bed, Wu Zhong's spirits were still extremely low; looking at Ye Zhangqing seated beside the bed, he opened his mouth to thank.

"Many thanks, Senior Brother."

"Alright, just rest and heal; I failed to consider that."

"No blame, Senior Brother; by the way, Senior Brother, you said my brothers‑in‑law really can kill Zuo Jue's father and son?"

"Hard to say."

"Even if Huang Lao and the Heavenly Family's forefather act, it won't work?"

"It's not for this reason."

Huang Lao and the Heavenly Family's old ancestor join forces; naturally they could win, but this is under the premise of no variables.

Unfortunately, this matter just happens to have too many variables.

The Zuo Jue father and son: one is the Young City Lord of Pill King Immortal City; the other, in Pill King Immortal City, is like Huang Lao, belonging to a background existence.

After great effort they finally managed to bring in such a powerful expert to hold the fort; can Pill King Immortal City just stand by and watch Zuo Jue's father die?

Or rather, if Zuo Jue's father were to fall, what would that mean for Pill King Immortal City? The other side surely couldn't be unaware.

Therefore, Pill King Immortal City will surely spare no effort to protect this father and son.

And Pill King Immortal City's influence in the Immortal Realm is not Ye Zhangqing boosting others' morale at the expense of his own prestige; it is far greater than that of Cooking King Immortal City.

So, how this matter will turn out is really hard to say in the end.

And regarding these matters, I myself currently can't intervene.

Upon hearing Ye Zhangqing's words, Wu Zhong did not continue to press further; evidently, he also figured out those principles.

Yeah, it won't be so easy to kill; with such a complicated situation, strength is only one aspect.

I suppose Huang Lao and the Heavenly Family's old ancestor also know these in their hearts.