Chapter 432 You old geezer, do you dare to curse me again?



"But Grandpa, yesterday and tomorrow I clearly heard the Imperial Guards shouting, 'The so-called Immortal Sect is nothing more than this.'"

"Your Majesty is mighty! Congratulations to Your Majesty!"

The child's innocent face was filled with confusion.

Could it be... that I was dreaming last night?

That's not right!

After being woken up last night, I clearly drank a bowl of lotus seed soup!

Could it be that lotus seed soup is also a dream?

"Ming'er, you misheard!"

The old man reached out and rubbed the child's forehead, without telling him the truth.

All of this is too cruel for young children.

Even he himself felt somewhat resentful.

The roar from last night is still vivid in my mind.

The deafening roar wasn't just tearing through the night sky.

Even his own dormant heart was shaken.

Unfortunately, all of this was ultimately just a mirage. The curfew imposed on the palace from the early morning hinted at an ominous sign.

The fierce battle just now further confirmed the ominous premonition.

Now that the immortal has reappeared, it means that everything is over.

That emperor who had the courage to dominate the immortal realm is probably already dead.

In the end, it was all just a dream.

When the dream ends, reality must be faced.

The old man looked up at the sky, his eyes now only holding a sliver of light.

Could the Jixia Academy transform the Great Zhou into a Great Zhou for the Zhou people?

Is it possible that the Immortal Sect will be defeated here?

......

"Senior Brother Gu, do they look like stray dogs on the roadside?"

That so-called throne is nothing more than a bone that the immortal sects casually discard.

But for those stray dogs, it was the only delicacy in the world.

Amidst the rainbow streaking across the sky, came Jin Mengli's sneer.

The piercing sound, amplified by magical power, spread from Chengtian Gate as its center.

A series of rainbow lights swaggered through Chengtian Gate and then stopped above Taihe Hall.

Atop the magical artifact stood a group of disciples from the immortal sects.

Gu Dao stood on the magic sword, his white robe fluttering in the wind.

Even Ban Chan, a Buddhist disciple from the Mizang Temple, could only follow behind him.

Even Gu Dao had to admit that sometimes a self-righteous woman could save a lot of trouble.

Jin Mengli's words went beyond simply inciting hatred; they were practically launching a sweeping attack across the entire thirteen states of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

However, this suited Gu Dao's wishes, since he did not want everything to go smoothly on this trip.

Rather than waiting for the so-called battle for the royal secret realm before starting the killing spree, he preferred to wreak havoc in the capital.

While killing these powerful warriors, let's also massacre the city.

What couldn't be accomplished three thousand years ago, we've accomplished this time.

......

Jin Mengli's words, coupled with the sudden appearance of a powerful immortal, directly separated the two sides in the battle.

One by one, the martial arts masters landed and returned to their respective camps.

Although the members of the Great Zhou royal family were all holding their breath, Zhou Moye didn't speak, and no one expressed any dissatisfaction with Jin Mengli's words.

The civil and military officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty standing in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony all lowered their heads.

Twenty years ago, many of them were already standing here.

Zhou Dingtian was forced to his death, a story many people have personally experienced.

Four years ago, on the night of the bloodbath in Tiandu, most of the people were standing here.

These two events gave them a direct understanding of the immortal sects.

Although Jin Mengli's words were very humiliating, they didn't dare to refute her at all.

After all, even the Great Zhou Emperor was like an ant in front of the Immortal Sect, so what were they?

Silence, eternal in this moment.

Even the last lone strongman to appear shut up at Lan Zhan's signal.

It wasn't that he was afraid to fight the immortal sects, but rather that he didn't want himself and his brothers to be sacrificed as cannon fodder.

He dared to take action before because the person who seized power was from the royal family.

Even if they are lackeys of the immortal sects, it is ultimately an internal matter of the royal family.

Lan Zhan was certain that Jiang Lan and her faction of experts would dare to stop them, and were not afraid of offending those lackeys of the immortal sects.

But the person who's stepping forward now isn't a lackey anymore.

These people are legitimate members of the immortal sects, and they are not like the Yin Corpse Sect.

The five great immortal sects of the world are, in fact, of the same lineage.

But without a doubt, the Ziyang Immortal Sect far surpasses the other four.

Lan Zhan was uncertain whether the Jixia Academy would dare to make a move against the strongest force in the world.

He remained silent to gauge Jiang Lan's reaction.

If Jiang Lan dares to say a single word of dissent, then Lan Zhan will lead his Lone Camp brothers to fight those damn immortal sect members.

Anyway, they're all alone now, so even if they risk everything, it's just death, and there's nothing to be afraid of.

Besides Lan Zhan, the other powerful figures were also looking at Jiang Lan.

Even Empress Shangguan Rou of the Great Zhou Dynasty was at a loss at this moment.

The Purple Sun Immortal Sect was too heavy a burden for her.

"Immortal Sect? I'll give you my ass!"

You filthy woman, are you spewing your grandma's shit all over your mouth?

Holding your head high, who are you trying to impress?

With your character, even if I were offered a freebie at a brothel, I wouldn't give you a second glance.

I don't know which shameless old man from the immortal sect was involved, with no sense of propriety, who mated with a dog demon to produce this beast that looks like a dog.

If you don't speak, I'll assume you're mute. But when you do speak, your voice is so dog-like, just like your mother's.

If I were you, I would have found a block of tofu and smashed my head against it long ago.

The speaker was someone no one expected.

It was neither Jiang Lan nor Zhou Tianxiong, who was skilled in literary debates.

In the crowd, a black python robe fluttered without wind, and the black python had long teeth and five claws.

Zhou Boxing put the halberd aside, put one hand on his hip, and pointed the other to the sky.

His words were extremely vulgar and crude.

Even the middle-aged women on the street would avoid him if they encountered him at this moment.

......

Holy crap!

Is this the Overlord of Chu State?!

That's absolutely amazing.

In the future, when visiting graves during festivals, be sure to bring good wine and food.

Even Zhou Tianxiong, who had never been one to back down verbally, could only silently admire him in his heart at this moment.

These words from this great-uncle are beyond what can be described as "dancing on the edge of a knife."

This was practically like someone completely naked jumping into the demon king's belly for a bath.

In the three thousand years of history of the Great Zhou Dynasty, probably only this great uncle dared to curse the people from the Ziyang Immortal Sect like that.

"You good-for-nothing, you better not follow in the footsteps of your father and your great-uncle, or don't blame me for being disloyal later!"

Ye Baiyun patted Zhou Tianxiong on the shoulder.

To be honest, he was starting to panic.

Last night, Zhou Zhenxiong, a member of the Great Zhou royal family, who had become an unparalleled warrior who was invincible in the mortal world, disrespected the Secret Treasure Temple and died suddenly that very night.

Now, this Chuzhou Overlord Zhou Boxing is directly cursing at the people from the Ziyang Immortal Sect. This behavior can no longer be described as just fierce.

Not to mention him, even his grandfather Ye Gu wouldn't dare to say such things!

That's the Purple Sun Immortal Sect!

Standing to the side, Kuang Yutian nodded silently; he agreed with Ye Baiyun's words.

After all, he was just a martial arts fanatic, not a martial arts madman.

Even if one wants to challenge the immortal sects, one should at least wait until one has sufficient strength.

......

"You old geezer, do you dare to say that again?"

Jin Mengli's eyes widened; she could hardly believe what she was hearing.

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