Chapter 908: My Lord Bets You Cannot Kill Me

"Audacious!"

Inside Zichen Hall, the assembled officials were furious, their hair standing on end.

It is said that when the master is humiliated, the subjects should die.

For the newcomer to address the Great King by name so directly, and with such a contemptuous attitude, was nothing short of an insult to the Great King.

"Great King, this subject is willing to go and take his head."

Zhang Shaokang was the first to state his position.

His aura surged throughout his body, and a deep chill permeated his eyes.

"This subject requests to fight!"

Wen Zhong and the others also requested to join the battle one after another.

Although they were all at the Golden Immortal Initial Stage, relying on their full sets of Superior Post-Heaven Spiritual Treasures and the combat experience honed in the "Honghuang" game, they did not fear even a Peak Golden Immortal.

Yin Qi raised his head and glanced calmly, then smiled faintly: "Since the other party has named me, my ministers, let us go out together and see."

As he spoke, he stood up and walked toward the outside of the hall.

"Yin Qi, come out."

The clear, resonant voice exploded in the ears of tens of millions of people, attracting everyone's attention.

Everyone looked toward the Imperial Palace and saw a person radiating a hazy Immortal Light standing above the palace.

"What kind of Demon Dao is this, daring to be so disrespectful to our Great King?"

"It is Antarctic Immortal. Tsk tsk, the visitor is not here with good intentions; it seems Di Qi is in trouble."

"What is going on? Why has Antarctic Immortal suddenly come to Zhaoge?"

Inside Chaoge City, the common people were filled with righteous indignation, glaring with fury, wishing they could tear Antarctic Immortal apart alive.

As for the various cultivators residing in Zhaoge, they were in a mood to watch a show.

Nuwa was shopping with Changxi; they had been together for four years, often making plans to shop together, and their relationship had slowly recovered, even feeling better than it had been in the past.

Changxi frowned slightly.

She was not concerned about Yin Qi, but Zhaoge was truly a place suitable for living.

She did not want this place to be destroyed.

Now that there was chaos everywhere, why had he come here?

Changxi's mind was simple, and she could not see through the intentions of Antarctic Immortal, but Nuwa saw through it at a glance. She sneered disdainfully: "The Three Sovereigns issued a proclamation supporting Di Qi as the Common Master; it seems this has made certain people anxious."

As the Holy Mother of the Human Race, it did not make much difference to her whether the Human Race was divided or unified.

Furthermore, her elder brother was among the Three Sovereigns, so she would certainly not oppose it.

She was not anxious, but the other Saints might not feel the same.

And so, Antarctic Immortal had arrived.

Changxi understood as soon as it was pointed out, and after a long pause, she said: "Is Yuanshi Tianzun not making too much of a fuss?"

The Three Sovereigns were trapped in Fire Cloud Cave, and the Human Emperor had a short lifespan; even if the Three Sovereigns supported Di Qi as the Common Master of the Human Race, so what?

Besides, the times had changed; how many people could the Three Sovereigns still summon?

Nuwa shook her head and said: "It is not making a fuss, but a Saint cannot be humiliated. The actions of the Three Sovereigns have violated the taboos of the Saints; regardless of the consequences, the Saints will not ignore it."

Changxi said: "He wouldn't directly attack Di Qi, would he?"

Nuwa shook her head and said: "A direct attack is unlikely, but if Di Qi is not sensible, that is another matter. Hehe, I always feel that this Di Qi is too mysterious; this is a good opportunity to take advantage of the situation and see his trump cards."

A look of anticipation also flashed in Changxi's beautiful eyes.

Nuwa had been in Zhaoge for seven or eight years, and Changxi had been there for four; they knew a thing or two about the strength of the Great Shang Celestial Dynasty. At the very least, the addition of dozens of Golden Immortals in Zhaoge City could not be hidden from them.

Cultivating dozens of Golden Immortals in a short period of time was an ability only the Saints possessed.

Zichen Hall.

Yin Qi stood on the jade steps in front of the hall, standing with his hands behind his back. Wen Zhong, Zhang Shaokang, and others crowded behind and to the sides of Yin Qi, forming a faint protective formation.

When they saw clearly that it was Antarctic Immortal, their pupils constricted tightly, but they did not show the slightest timidity. Instead, each of them surged with aura, connecting into one, intending to stand their ground against Antarctic Immortal.

Antarctic Immortal looked down at Zichen Hall, a faint cold sneer curling the corners of his mouth.

Although Zhang Shaokang and the others were all Golden Immortals, in his eyes, they were no different from ants.

Thus, he let his aura surge slightly, pressing down as if the Heaven were collapsing.

Hmph!

Everyone below the Golden Immortal realm was severely injured and vomited blood, their faces turning pale.

Although Zhang Shaokang, Wen Zhong, and the other Golden Immortals were not severely injured or vomiting blood, blood seeped from the corners of their mouths, blue veins bulged on their necks, their muscles were taut, and their eyes were wide open, as if they had exhausted all their strength.

Yin Qi remained unmoved, only saying calmly: "Today, I finally understand why the world says that the people of the Chan Sect are despicable and shameless; there is indeed a reason for it.

You are a Great Luo Golden Immortal, a high disciple of the Heavenly Venerable, yet you rely on your profound cultivation to wantonly bully us.

Is this what is called a True Immortal of the Dao?

Please... you... collect 6... 9... book...!

I suspect that the reason Randeng Daoren and the others defected to Buddhism is nothing more than this."

Yin Qi's voice was not loud, but he possessed a cultivation of 'Heavenly Tier Peak Stage', so after exerting his full power, most of Zhaoge City could hear him.

Everyone who heard this was amazed.

Truly worthy of being the Human Emperor; even as a mere mortal, he could calmly face a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

But was the Human Emperor really not afraid of death by mocking Antarctic Immortal like this?

The Antarctic Immortal's pupils constricted slightly, a chilling murderous intent flashing through them.

In fact, within the Chan Sect, he was considered to have relatively good self-cultivation.

It was just that the Chan Sect had suffered too great a loss in the Fengshen War, and he naturally vented his anger onto the Yin Shang, and even onto Yin Qi.

Precisely because of this, his tone earlier had been so dismissive.

Yet these words from Yin Qi were rubbing salt into his wounds.

His voice was low and cold as he said, "Yin Qi, do you know that because of this statement of yours, not only you, but the entire Shang Emperor Royal Family, and even the full court of officials, will die because of you?"

Yin Qi said indifferently, "If I were to be cowardly and fearful of death, cringing and bowing, would you retreat because of that?"

The Antarctic Immortal shook his head.

Yin Qi chuckled, "Since you will not retreat because of my cringing, why should I lower my status? Furthermore, this is Zhaoge; I bet that you cannot kill me."

Whoosh!

Not only the Antarctic Immortal, but the entire city was stunned.

After the shock came an uproar.

"What does the Great King mean? Could it be that the Great King still has some trump card?"

"Tsk tsk, he is worthy of being a generation of Human Emperor. Regardless of whether he has any trump card, this bearing alone makes one submit."

"This poor Daoist knew that this Human Emperor Di Qi was extremely mysterious. To be so confident, he must have some trump card to contend with the Antarctic Immortal. What exactly could that trump card be?"

The Antarctic Immortal was a Great Luo Golden Immortal, and a Golden Immortal Mid-Stage at that.

As the first disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun and the eldest disciple of the Chan Sect, he surely possessed a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure and was nearly invincible below the Quasi-Saint level.

With such a threat, what could Di Qi use to resist?

Although the Antarctic Immortal was slightly stunned, he scoffed inwardly, believing that Yin Qi must be bluffing.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly turned his head.

He saw a chubby, middle-aged Daoist walk out from the void.

It was none other than Duobao Daoren.

Subsequently, he turned his head again and saw a smiling, short, and stout monk walk out from the void.

It was none other than Maitreya Buddha.

Both Duobao Daoren and Maitreya Buddha had been ordered by their respective masters to come and take away Yin Qi's five sons.

(End of this chapter)