Chapter 44

A clear, hearty laugh rang out from the horizon.

"Quite the lively scene, isn't it?"

"Old Zhang, it's been years—how on earth did you end up in such a sorry state?"

032-Today, this old man shall borrow another five hundred years from the heavens! (Begging for flowers, begging for tips)

Hearing the voice, the hearts of the Wu Dang crowd leapt with joy.

Even though they still did not know who had come.

But merely from that familiar tone of teasing and jesting.

They could already determine.

The one who came was a friend, not a foe!

And compared to Wu Dang.

The side of the Fighting-Wine Monk all felt a chill in their hearts at once.

A strange glint flashed through their eyes.

Yet in an instant, it was gone, and they were as composed as ever.

As for the melon-eating crowd in the arena, they gave a jolt of spirit.

While wondering in their hearts who the newcomer was.

They grew ever more eager for how the situation would unfold next.

"This old Daoist never expected today's matter to turn out like this—laughable, I know."

Zhang Sanfeng gave a self-mocking chuckle.

A slight breath of relief in his heart.

Clearly, he had already recognized who the newcomer was from the voice!

"You, you—I've no idea whether this old fool owed you and little Xiang'er in a past life."

As the voice sounded once more.

Apart from the five Land Immortals present.

Only a handful of experts caught a black shadow flash past.

When they fixed their eyes and looked closely.

A refined-looking middle-aged man had already appeared beside Zhang Sanfeng.

"An... Ancestor?!"

He Taichong's eyes went wide, and he blurted out in shock.

In an instant.

The crowd, already baffled, grew even more bewildered.

Only a few of the senior masters.

Upon hearing these words, frowned and fell into thought.

Before two breaths had passed.

The Fighting-Wine Monk uttered a Buddhist invocation and chuckled.

"I wondered who it was—so it's the Three Saints of Kunlun."

"What? Are you planning to meddle in today's affairs?"

As he spoke.

His tone carried not the slightest courtesy.

There was even a faint trace of contempt.

The reason for this.

Was that the so-called He Zudao of the Three Saints of Kunlun was, after all, merely a peak Absolute master.

That's right!

Peak Absolute!

Even though the man was a peer of his own era.

He had squandered a hundred years and still had not taken that step!

That alone made it hard for him to muster any respect.

Him?!

Hearing the Fighting-Wine Monk's words.

The crowd wore looks of sudden realization.

Especially the core members like the Seven Elders of Wu Dang.

Although they had never met He Zudao.

Through years of association with Zhang Sanfeng, they still knew a thing or two about him and He Zudao.

But the moment they thought of the man's cultivation realm.

A sense of disappointment inevitably crept into their hearts.

Peak Absolute might be a colossus in the jianghu.

But given the present situation.

Unless one was a Land Immortal or a higher realm.

Otherwise.

No matter how many came, it would be a wasted effort!

However.

Facing the Doujiu Monk's interrogation,

He Zudao showed not the slightest fear.

His face was utterly calm.

"Interfere, so what? Don't interfere, so what?"

"This old man has lived his whole life acting as he pleased — why must he explain himself to others!"

Once these words were spoken,

the gazes of everyone present looking at him were instantly filled with admiration.

Setting everything else aside,

just the fact that he could face a terrifying existence like the Doujiu Monk, a being of the Earthly Immortal Realm, and still reply with such overwhelming dominance—

he was worthy of the title of the Three Saints of Kunlun!

But admiration was admiration.

They did not believe that He Zudao's cultivation at the Absolute Pinnacle alone could reverse the current situation!

Turning back to the Doujiu Monk,

upon hearing these words, his eyes narrowed slightly.

A flash of derision crossed his face as he said in a chilling tone,

"Oh?"

"Does the gentleman truly believe that the mere Absolute Pinnacle can stand in our way?"

"It seems you are still utterly ignorant of the term 'Earthly Immortal'!"

Facing this mockery, which was practically an open taunt,

He Zudao wore an expression of complete indifference.

He chuckled lightly and said calmly,

"Just an Earthly Immortal, that's all."

"Today, this old man shall borrow another five hundred years from the heavens!!"

As he spoke,

he took a step forward.

His cultivation at the Absolute Pinnacle erupted with a thunderous roar.

In but an instant,

a terrifying, matchless pressure radiated outward from him in every direction.

Apart from the Doujiu Monk and the other Earthly Immortals, who were completely unaffected—