Chapter 407 Fishing in troubled waters
The deaths of these dozen Golden Immortals calmed down more people who were ready to act and made them dare not act rashly.

At this time, a burly middle-aged man with loose black hair suddenly stood out from the crowd. He looked very majestic. As he took a step forward, tens of thousands of golden immortal laws like divine dragons immediately appeared above his head and condensed into a huge dragon tripod above his head.

This is a master from the Muye family. Judging from the number and tenacity of his Golden Immortal Laws, he can barely compete with the strong ones in the Ancestral Immortal realm. In an instant, he shocked many guys who were drooling over the treasures.

"This palace was found by my Muye family, and the door was opened by our joint efforts. If you are sensible, you'd better retreat quickly and don't covet it! Otherwise, hmph, you will die without a burial place!"

He stood in the void, his long black hair flying behind his head. His voice was like thunder, containing a special power. Many weaker guys even felt their blood churning in their bodies and were so uncomfortable that they almost vomited blood.

“It’s actually Muye Jun! This guy is known as the God of Ten Thousand Ding Arms. It is rumored that he has mastered the Seven Judgments and Sacred Domination of the Muye Family to perfection. He once sneaked into the Ayu Demon Sect alone and killed hundreds of Golden Immortals, but still managed to escape unscathed!”

"So what about the Muye Army? We clearly opened this portal with our joint efforts. Why should they monopolize all the treasures inside? The Muye family is powerful, but we all come from powerful families. Do we think that even with all our efforts combined, we are still afraid of the Muye family alone?"

"Yes, there are even princes from the top ten palaces in the heavenly court here, how can they allow a Muye Army soldier like him to be so presumptuous? The Purple Wei Prince, the Jade Palace Prince and other peerless figures are not so easily scared away!"

Although many people were wary of the Muye Army, there were even more people who looked upon them with hostility.

Especially the princes of Heaven, after hearing what Muye Jun just said, their faces turned cold without disguising it.

"If you have the guts, come and fight me. Those who dare to hide in the crowd and stir up trouble are just a bunch of clowns after all! I can sweep away all of you scum by myself!"

Muye Jun's eyes were cold as he locked onto a guy jumping up and down in the crowd. He slapped out his palm from a distance, which turned into a pitch-black palm print that covered the sky and the sun, carrying a strong aura of judgment, and pressed down on the man in an instant.

That man was also a golden immortal, and judging from his clothing, it seemed that he was from the Taiqing Dao. But under this palm strike, he had no power to resist at all. He was directly beaten until blood spurted out, and his bones and muscles became soft and rotten!
He wanted to activate the original law to heal his injuries, but under the strong suppression of the Muye army, it was of no avail, until he finally turned into a ball of blood mist and was completely swallowed up.

"A loser like this dares to speak so arrogantly. He is really courting death! If anyone else refuses to accept this and wants to compete with my Muye family for this treasure, come up and be killed!"

The Muye army was as imposing as a demon, and their eyes were as cold as lightning. They glanced at the people around them, shocking many people so much that they trembled and wanted to retreat.

Although the treasure is tempting, the fighting power displayed by the guy in front of him is indeed too terrifying. He can actually kill a master of the same level with one move!

In comparison, life is of course more important. After all, there is not only this treasure in this fairy palace.

"Prince, this Muye Army is so overbearing that it wants to monopolize the treasure here. What should we do? Should we fight with him?"

Wei Dongsheng looked at the Muye Army in the distance, with a look of envy and resentment in his eyes - he envied their majesty, but at the same time he could not tolerate their domineering behavior.

Murong Shi's face was not looking good either, but he did not intend to attack. Instead, he turned his head to look at Zhou Ling beside him and asked with a smile: "What do you think, Brother Zhou?"

Seeing this, the others also turned their eyes to Zhou Ling who remained silent.

Up to now, the strength Zhou Ling has demonstrated has even surpassed everyone's impression of the Jade Palace Prince Murong Shi, so they all attach great importance to his opinion.

Zhou Ling's face was calm, and he shook his head gently, saying: "The Muye Army is strong, but it is a fool's dream to want to monopolize the treasure here. We will wait and see. When the formation in the sect calms down, someone will be unable to bear it and take action."

The person he was talking to was naturally Professor Chai Xin.

"Brother Zhou's words coincide with my thoughts! There are many heroes here, and we cannot tolerate the Muye Army being the only one in power. It won't be long before chaos breaks out!"

Murong Shi's smile became even wider, but the hint of stronger fear that flashed across his eyes was still easily captured by Chai Xin who was hiding in Zhou Ling's divine kingdom.

"I don't need to worry about his strength. There are a lot of ancestral immortals and Yuan immortals in my Jade Mansion. However, since he is so thoughtful, I have to treat him with caution. If he can be used by me, that would be great. If he has a rebellious heart, I must eliminate him as soon as possible to avoid raising a tiger to cause trouble..."

This was the thought that flashed through Murong Shi's mind, and Zhou Ling and Chai Xin naturally didn't know about it.

But even if he knew, Chai Xin would not take it to heart. He was just a Golden Immortal and nothing in front of him.

His attention from beginning to end was entirely focused on the dark, observing whether there was a powerful being surpassing the Ancestral Immortal lurking behind the crowd.

The emergence of the fragments of the artifact of creation is no small matter. Now that each family has received the news, they will not be afraid of some descendants of Golden Immortals coming here. There must be stronger existences.

Chai Xin would not find it strange even if a Yuanxian master came in person.

However, according to the unwritten rules among all parties, super masters at the level of Saint Immortal and above generally will not act rashly.

The Holy Immortal, also known as the Sage or the Supreme Man, has reached another level of the Immortal. Whether in terms of strength or comprehension of the laws, they are enough to kill any existence below their own level in the blink of an eye.

Such big figures are rare in the entire fairy world, and they are the real top leaders of all major forces.

They are basically all practicing in seclusion, hoping to reach the realm of living as long as heaven and earth, and becoming a half-step Heavenly Monarch, so that they will no longer be bound by the shackles of lifespan.

The fight for various treasures has little meaning for beings at that level.

In fact, the Holy Immortal already has the ability to refine top-grade immortal artifacts, and does not attach too much importance to some fragments of the artifacts of creation.

If it was a divine artifact that was not too seriously damaged, it might attract their attention.

Furthermore, all major sects generally allow their younger generations to compete for such treasures, which can be seen as a kind of training and opportunity.

Anyone who sends out a saint or above to participate in the contest between the younger generation without making a sound will be immediately attacked by everyone. This has long been a tacit understanding reached secretly.

If there were no such rules, the young talents from each family would be killed by the strong men from other sects as soon as they went out. Wouldn't the order of the immortal way collapse completely?
If this continues, the fairy world will decline until it is replaced by the covetous gods, Buddhas, demons, etc.

However, the fragments of the artifact of creation are nothing to the strong ones above the level of Saint Immortal, but to the Yuan Immortal, they are already quite valuable.

But until now, not even a single ancestor immortal has appeared on the scene, and they are obviously hiding in the dark.

I'm afraid that the treasures that have appeared so far are not enough to attract the hearts of those who are at the level of Ancestral Immortal or above.

"It's stable! The protective formation has stabilized. We have a chance to seize the treasure! Everyone in the Makino family, listen up, form a formation outside the gate. Anyone who dares to trespass will be killed without mercy!"

Among the people of the Muye family, an elder who was highly respected roared, and at the same time, activated a small formation with himself as the core.

This is a combined attack formation. Any sect with a little background will have its disciples practice this formation. Once they encounter a strong enemy, the formation will be formed and they can unleash a powerful force far beyond that of an individual.

"Kill! Anyone who dares to stop us from taking the treasure will be killed, no matter who he is!"

"Go ahead. What's wrong with the Makino family? They just have more people coming. Can they stop all of us from joining together?"

"Let's attack together! We are all princes of the Heavenly Court. How can we be afraid of these rising stars of the Muye family? Kill!"

At that moment, dozens of figures rose into the sky from everywhere and charged towards the formation formed by the Muye family. Although the Muye family had the most people arriving this time and had formed a formation, they still felt precarious under the joint attack of so many people.

“Prince Ziwei, Prince Jinge, Prince Qiongxiao… There are more than tens of thousands of you in the Heavenly Palace. You really don’t know how to live or die. You dare to provoke my Muye family! Today I will kill you on the spot, so that everyone in the world will know how powerful my Muye family is!”

Muye Jun roared continuously, his figure was like an ancient ferocious beast, and he used the Seven Judgment Styles one after another, facing the Prince Ziwei in a purple robe head-on.

"Muye Jun, how dare you make such a bold statement? In my eyes, you are nothing but an ant that I can crush to death with just a flick of my hand!"

Prince Ziwei's face was as dark as water, and his palms emitted a strong purple light, as if two suns were rising up, illuminating the nine heavens and ten earths, and the endless void.

"Purple air comes from the east, thunder and lightning are overwhelming!"

Before he finished his words, purple air condensed like lightning and fell from the void, completely covering Muye Jun.

The two men kept colliding in the air, fighting for thousands of rounds in an instant. Their powerful aura was like that of gods, and no one else around could get close to them at all.

"Hahaha, let's go!"

Upon seeing this, Prince Jinge, Prince Qiongxiao and others could not help but laugh wildly, and taking advantage of the gap between the two masters' fight, they led their troops to rush in.

"Damn it! Stop them!"

The Muye army roared and called on the people of the Muye family to stop them.

"kill!"

A tremendous roar came from the army of the Makino family, and rays of light looked like swords, slashing towards Prince Kinkaku and others.

"go!"

But at this moment, Zhou Ling, who had been watching coldly, shouted loudly, and his body seemed to turn into a golden-winged roc. He rushed into the huge portal through the gaps between the battles of multiple parties like lightning.

"Follow up quickly!"

Seeing this, Murong Shi and others immediately followed without hesitation.

But there were far more than just a few people hiding aside waiting for an opportunity. At once, hundreds of figures rushed out and broke through the obstruction of the Makino family. The scene was extremely chaotic.

"receive!"

Zhou Ling took out the Luotian Divine Plate and activated it with all his strength. It immediately became hundreds of feet in diameter and began to frantically absorb an excellent spiritual vein.

"How dare this unknown person get his hands on a supreme spiritual vein? Go to hell!"

At this time, a young man in a black robe appeared out of nowhere, holding a divine sword wrapped in electric light, and slashed over with a ferocious roar.

"Brother Zhou, be careful. He is Meng Qianshan, the seventh saint of Taiyi Sect. His strength should not be underestimated!"

Not far away, Murong Shi saw this scene, his pupils condensed slightly, and then a subtle smile appeared on his face, and he deliberately gave a loud reminder.

However, after he shouted this, he showed no intention of coming over to help. Instead, he turned in another direction to collect a top-grade immortal weapon.

This is a very normal thing. The two parties are just casual acquaintances and there is no question of sincere cooperation. They have come together until now only for their own interests. Why would they risk their lives for each other?

Even his reminder at this moment was not well-intentioned, but instead attracted more attention to Zhou Ling.

In this chaotic situation, the more attention someone receives, the greater the pressure they will naturally feel.

Just like Muye Jun and Prince Ziwei, although they are among the strongest people in the field, they are now restrained by countless people and the pressure they are under is beyond imagination, and they cannot do what they want.

On the contrary, some relatively weaker guys took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and quickly gained a lot of benefits.

"madness!"

Zhou Ling glanced at Murong Shi and others who abandoned him without hesitation, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.

"What can the Seventh Saint Son of Taiyi Sect do in the face of the powerful strength of the Lord?"

As this thought flashed through his mind, he felt that his whole body was full of strength as never before. The divine spear in his hand was urged to its extreme, like a dragon soaring into the sky, roaring and rushing towards the black-robed young man in front of him.

"What's going on? This kid has such strong magic power!"

Meng Qianshan, the seventh saint of Taiyi Sect, felt the powerful force coming towards him. A look of intense shock flashed across his proud face. He quickly withdrew and shouted loudly.

"This idea is difficult, someone come and help me!"

In fact, he didn't need to call out at all, as Murong Shi's sudden shout had already attracted a lot of people's attention.

"Don't worry, Brother Meng, I'm here to help you!"

"A supreme spiritual vein, how can anyone get his hands on it? Kill!"

Several of them were Meng Qianshan's allies, but more were masters who were determined to obtain the top-grade spiritual veins. Upon seeing this, they immediately rushed over and attacked Zhou Ling.

"Hehe, while Zhou Ling is attracting firepower, let's hurry up and collect the treasure! This kid has been hiding his strength for many years, he must have ulterior motives, it would be best if he died here!"

"Prince Murong's strategies are as vast as the sea. We admire him!"

"Hahaha, we didn't use up so much energy on this journey with this thug. Now is the time to show off our skills in grabbing treasure!"

Murong Shi, Fan Chen, and Wei Dongsheng all revealed cruel smiles when they saw Zhou Ling's situation. Then they stopped paying attention and rushed towards a magic weapon they had their eyes on.

However, what happened next made the hairs on their bodies stand up -

"You ignorant fools, do you think you can win by numbers? I will make you all die here today, and make me, Zhou Ling, famous!"

Zhou Ling let out an earth-shaking roar, and his whole body was shining with golden light, like a god of war. The spear in his hand turned into a real dragon, wrapped in extremely surging magic power, and instantly defeated the six or seven figures that surrounded him!

(End of this chapter)