Chapter 112: Don

Chu Yun looked at the lofty, imperious Dantan Juechen seated at the head of the main hall, his face showing not the slightest hint of fear but a faint, half‑smile, and he said lightly:

"Finished speaking?"

Dantan Juechen was waiting for the Longevity Gate members to kneel and beg for mercy, obediently telling them that the disciple who had obtained the Ancient Emperor's secret key should present the Ancient Emperor's secret key!

He was momentarily stunned, then arrogantly nodded, lightly shaking his folding fan, his tone laced with condescending generosity: "But this is a once‑in‑a‑millennium opportunity, surely any wise person knows what to choose!"

"Hmm, fine!" Chu Yun nodded, his smile deepening, but his gaze suddenly turned cold as he clearly spat out three words, "Since you've finished speaking, you may leave now."

Leave?

The two words thundered through the main hall like a sudden bolt!

Dantan Juechen's arrogant smile froze instantly, his previously contemptuous eyes widening as if he had misheard, and he stared at Chu Yun in disbelief, "What did you say?"

He has lived thirty thousand years, the third‑ranked Heaven's pride of Liuli Xianyu, and the most favored Divine Son of Dantan Xianzong!

Wherever he goes, countless people hold him up, revere him, and fawn over him?

Let alone telling him to leave, anyone who dares raise their voice at him would already be dead, body torn apart!

Today, a nameless, petty Longevity Gate Sect Master actually dared to tell him to leave?

"Audacious!!"

Before Chu Yun could speak again, the two mid‑Peak Immortal Realm elders beside Dantan Juechen erupted in fury!

Their bodies unleashed violent Peak Immortal aura, and teal celestial energy surged like a tsunami, sweeping the entire main hall, even the void trembling and warping slightly!

The terrifying pressure slammed straight at Chu Yun, Fang Han, Xia Yuan and the others!

"The petty Longevity Gate dares to disrespect the Divine Son of Dantan Xianzong, courting death!!"

The elder on the left roared and slapped his palm out into the air!

A massive teal palm, spanning several yards, bearing the force to crush everything, slammed directly at Chu Yun's Tianling Cover!

The elder on the right simultaneously struck, his fingertips forming a sharp celestial core blade that sliced the air, targeting the Longevity Gate members!

In their eyes, the mere Longevity Gate, a sect of the King‑level Dao lineage, dared to offend the Divine Son, committing an unforgivable, heinous crime; the sin is unforgivable, all must die!

But at that hair‑trigger moment!

Boom!!

An aura dozens of times more terrifying than theirs crashed down like an ancient divine mountain!

Feng Zhi Zhenren stepped forward slowly, the pressure of the Peak Immortal Realm pouring out from his entire body without reservation!

It was the supreme pressure that had been accumulated for tens of thousands of years, then forcibly driven to its apex by Li Zhangsheng's immortal pill, descending like a heavenly law, instantly enveloping the whole main hall!

"Thump! Thump!"

The two Dantan Xianzong elders, who moments ago were bristling with momentum, suddenly froze!

Their legs trembled uncontrollably!

The celestial energy within them instantly solidified!

The attacks they launched shattered like bubbles under this pressure!

Both were pressed so hard they could barely move, their bones creaking under the unbearable load!

Their faces shifted from green to white, then to purple, cold sweat pouring over their foreheads, their eyes filled only with utter shock and disbelief!

Peak Immortal?!

This petty Longevity Gate actually hides a Peak Immortal Realm powerhouse?!

How could this be!

The left elder, suffocating under the pressure, forced his head up, his eyes filled with venomous resentment and threat, glaring at Feng Zhi Zhenren, and roared harshly:

"Quickly withdraw your pressure!"

"Don't think that being a Peak Immortal makes you fearless!"

"Our Dantan Xianzong's foundation is unfathomable; within our clan there are no fewer than a dozen Peak Immortals."

"Eradicating your petty Longevity Gate is but a snap of the fingers!"

"Don't do anything foolish; offending our Dantan Xianzong over a broken sect will only lead to death, understand?"

Even though he was immobilized by the pressure, his tone remained arrogantly overbearing to the extreme.

The air was thick with Dantan Xianzong's arrogance and tyranny, as if Feng Zhi Zhenren dared to move them even a bit, disaster would be inevitable!

Feng Zhi Zhenren glanced at the lifeless creature before him, his brows slightly furrowing, a cold flash passing through his eyes.

What he hates most is others staring at him with that kind of gaze!

Especially after he had just received a great favor from senior Li Zhangsheng, his cultivation skyrocketing to the Peak Immortal!

Such a small amount of arrogance cannot tolerate these two leaping clowns' provocation!

"Crack!!"

A crisp, teeth‑tingling sound of bone cracking rang out suddenly!

Feng Zhi Zhenren merely lifted his eyes slightly, and the pressure around him instantly solidified, striking directly at the left elder who stared at him!

The elder's legs were instantly crushed as if broken twigs, and with a thud he fell to his knees, his knees smashing the hall's blue‑stone floor, shards of stone scattering!

"Don't look at me with that gaze!" Feng Zhi Zhenren warned lightly, looking at the left elder.

"Bastard." The left elder roared, the excruciating pain making his whole body convulse, yet he still glared at Feng Zhi Zhenren:

"You dare cripple my legs; Dantan Xianzong will never let you go!"

Feng Zhi Zhenren looked down from his height, his tone calm and even, yet carrying a bone‑chilling coldness:

"I said, don't look at me with that gaze."

"You?!"

The left elder's eyes bulged as if about to split, mustering his last strength to glare at Feng Zhi Zhenren, wishing to devour him alive!

But the next second!

Boom!

A booming explosion sound echoed throughout the great hall!

Feng Zhi Zhenren just waved his hand casually, and a light slap flew out!

That old man didn't even have time to let out a miserable scream before his head exploded like a watermelon, his soul also shattered, his body collapsed straight to the ground, his vitality cut off!

A genuine mid-stage Immortal Realm expert was just slapped to death like that!

Feng Zhi Zhenren withdrew his hand, his face showing no ripple, as if he had just swatted a fly, and calmly repeated:

"I already said, don't glare at me with that look."

The remaining Dantan Xianzong elder, looking at Feng Zhi Zhenren, shouted in rage:

"Bastard, you dare kill someone from my Dantan Xianzong?"

"You're dead, your Changsheng Sect will have to pay for your foolish actions!!"

Feng Zhi Zhenren's brows furrowed tighter, a flash of displeasure in his eyes: "I said, don't glare at me with that look."

At the moment his words fell!

Feng Zhi Zhenren's figure flickered, and in the next second he appeared before that old man!

"Ah!!"

A heart-rending tragic scream burst from the old man's mouth!

His eyes were gouged out alive by Feng Zhi Zhenren's bare hands!

Two streams of blood flowed wildly down his cheeks, pain making him roll madly on the ground!

The shrill wail was piercing to the extreme, echoing in the great hall, making people's scalps go numb!!

Feng Zhi Zhenren played with the eyeball in his hand, then tossed it aside, amused: "Why does nobody want to listen to my advice?"

"Bastard, bastard, bastard!" the old man roared angrily: "I'll slaughter you, I'll slaughter you!!"

"So noisy." Feng Zhi Zhenren frowned, and again lightly slapped out!

Boom!

The same sound as before!

The mid-stage Immortal Realm old man still screaming wildly had his head explode just the same, his body slammed heavily to the ground, his vitality cut off!

In just a few breaths, the two mid-stage Immortal Realm experts of Dantan Xianzong were all slain!

In the great hall, a deathly silence!

Everyone's gaze fell in unison on the seat at the front of the great hall, where Dantan Juechen remained seated!

The two guards died miserably; logically, this Dantan Xianzong Divine Son should have some reaction!

But Dantan Juechen's face remained calm as usual; he slowly raised his hand and leisurely clapped:

"Good, very good!"

"I didn't expect that in this tiny Changsheng Sect there lurks a Peak Immortal!"

His face still bore that look of looking down on everything, an extremely arrogant smile!

It seemed as if the ones who died just now weren't his personal guards but two insignificant ants!

Seated in the chief position, he looked down on Feng Zhi Zhenren, his eyes carrying a hint of appreciation and a condescending arrogance, and slowly spoke:

"Your strength is not bad; staying in this tiny Changsheng Sect is a waste of talent—would you consider becoming my servant?"

"As long as you submit to me and become my loyal servant, I can decide on behalf of Dantan Xianzong regarding the matter of you killing my two people just now, and let bygones be bygones."

"This is your last chance to save your life in this lifetime; if you miss it, there will be none left—you better cherish it."

After saying that, Dantan Juechen's mouth curled into a playful smile.

Feng Zhi Zhenren, hearing that, seemed to have heard a huge joke, couldn't help but snicker and jeer: "No interest!"

"Make you my servant?"

"You worthy?"

"This Changsheng Sect actually has a supreme Celestial Emperor senior; in front of that senior, you aren't even worth dust!"

Dantan Juechen's smile froze slightly, then he shook his head, his face showing a hint of regret, and softly sighed:

"What a pity, truly a pity."

"Since you won't cherish this opportunity, then I have no choice but to kill you!"

At the moment his words fell!

Dantan Juechen lightly raised his right hand and snapped his fingers!

The next second!

Two terrifying auras, like a slumbering primordial ferocious beast suddenly awakening, exploded forth from Dantan Juechen's body!

Two figures of old men clad in black-gold robes, with stern faces, appeared silently at Dantan Juechen's sides!

Their bodies radiated a violent Peak Immortal Realm aura, more condensed and terrifying than Feng Zhi Zhenren's aura!

These two are precisely the Dark Guards specially dispatched by Dantan Xianzong to protect Dantan Juechen!

They had always been hidden within a spatial jade pendant worn by Dantan Juechen; that is a top-tier spatial treasure, independent of external space, unless Dantan Juechen personally summons them, otherwise no one can detect their presence!

Their mission is only one: to protect Dantan Juechen's life!

As for the life and death of other guards, the survival of sect disciples, it has nothing to do with them!

These two Peak Immortal Realm Dark Guards are Dantan Juechen's greatest reliance, the basis for his arrogance abroad!

Dantan Juechen leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, his smile growing more arrogantly proud, looking at Feng Zhi Zhenren:

"Now I ask you one last time: become my servant, or die?"

"These two are veteran Peak Immortal Realm powerhouses of my Dantan Xianzong; their strength surely surpasses yours—are you sure you want to persist in obstinacy?"

Feng Zhi Zhenren lifted his eyes and glanced at the two hidden guards, his face still bearing that indifferent expression, and he lightly uttered two words: "Not interested!"

Dantan Juechen's face turned cold in an instant, with no trace of hesitation left, he barked: "Kill him for me, and also everyone of this Longevity Sect—cripple them all for me!"

Yes, Divine Son!

The two Dantan Xianzong dark guards shouted in unison, immortal power surging wildly around them as they raised their hands, about to unleash a lethal ultimate strike aimed straight at Feng Zhi Zhenren's head!

The terrifying Peak Immortal power swept in all directions, the hall's void began to crack and shatter, the ground collapsing layer by layer!

The Longevity Sect's elders and disciples all retreated, a sense of danger rising in their hearts!

But just as the two dark guards' auras were about to erupt fully……

Boom!

A figure appeared between them like a ghost, without any warning!

There was not the slightest spatial fluctuation, as if he had been standing there all along!

The newcomer wore a white robe, his visage handsome, his expression languid—none other than Li Zhangsheng, who had been lying drunk on the back mountain's rattan chair!