Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 748 - 757: Fellow Daoist Ye Ling

One big boss after another made their appearance, stunning everyone in the courtyard to foolishness, especially Tong Shan, who now had weak knees and a trembling heart.

Good heavens, what kind of existence have they provoked? All the big bosses of the Netherworld were disturbed, and that wasn't all.

Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha, who was practically the lord of the Netherworld, had personally arrived. With this, Tong Shan felt his hopes were thoroughly extinguished.

What the hell did the enforcer Elder amount to in the eyes of these big bosses? A mere flick of their little finger was enough to erase him from existence.

Not to mention, in the sky, the lowest cultivation was of Great Lou level beings. For someone like him, a mere Heavenly Immortal, a sneeze could demolish thousands upon thousands.

"Ancestor Long Meng, I wonder what matter brings you to our Netherworld in such haste," the Ksitigarbha King spoke.

The Ksitigarbha King arrived slowly, a faint smile on his face. With a single flick of his palm, streaks of golden light descended like rain into the Tong family courtyard, instantly making everyone feel calm and at peace.

Furthermore, the wounded ones such as Tong Shan and Ye Ling miraculously found themselves healed, completely restored, and even more vibrant than before.

Of course, Ye Ling was not surprised; this was a small trick. At the level of the Nine Tribulation Immortal Emperor, it was normal to give life or death with a single thought, but it still couldn't resolve his Extermination Finger.

This damned thing was practically a BUG, absolutely insurmountable. Otherwise, why would the various sects in the Immortal Realm have kept a genius in hiding until he became immortal?

"Ha, Ksitigarbha King, impressive, aren't you? A junior from my clan, in your Netherworld, nearly killed by others, and yet, when I descended in my avatar, he still attacked. I'm wondering if your Netherworld is getting too peaceful?" Ancestor Long Meng, the terrifying Chaos Divine Beast, said. At these words, even the Ksitigarbha King was taken aback, feeling somewhat unnerved.

Observing the Ksitigarbha King's expression, Ye Ling also agreed with his current thoughts. From the moment the Ksitigarbha King called out Long Meng's name, he knew the origin of the Chaos Divine Beast in front of him.

Ancestor Long Meng, a renowned Great Demon of the Demon Realm, was formidable indeed, with cultivation that was a mere half step away from transcending the Nine Tribulations Immortal Emperor level.

In fact, even before Ye Ling's reincarnation, he could not have confidently claimed to defeat it, for it was an existence that neither the Immortal nor the Demon Realms could afford to provoke.

Behind it stood the powerful race of the Chaos Divine Beasts, among whom was a being that had transcended the Phoenix Nirvana Tribulation, an ancient giant on the same level as the Qing Emperor.

"Ancestor Long Meng, whence comes your grievance? Wait a moment, let me carefully examine the situation before I give you an answer," said the Ksitigarbha King.

With those words, the Ksitigarbha King pointed a finger, and magically, a mirror-like screen appeared in mid-air, displaying all events that occurred right before Ye Ling and others entered the courtyard.

This technique was extraordinary; it was about dredging up the past from the river of time – something beyond the capability of ordinary powerhouses.

This was also why no one dared to harm the lone descendants or disciples of the renowned giants in the Immortal Realm.

One could kill them, but their masters or fathers could learn the identity of the murderer, and once they did, it would be a relentless vendetta.

On the screen, from start to finish, as Tong Shan saw himself crazily boasting about subduing several people, his legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground.

In the sky, King Senluo and the Hall Master of the Hall of Law had faces black as the bottom of a pot; damn it, if not for Ancestor Long Meng's timely arrival, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Elder Tong! How arrogant you are!" the Hall Master of the Hall of Law said through gritted teeth, unable to remain silent any longer. This was an Elder from his own hall, and just now, he had threatened to kill his own son, further declaring his son to be worthless, which he couldn't tolerate.

"Hall Master...I...I was momentarily blinded by greed. Spare my life, please, spare my life!"

Tong Shan knelt directly on the ground, thumping his forehead on the floor, while at this moment, King Senluo revealed a hideous smile, "Spare your life? Tong Shan, do you still expect mercy?"

The other hall masters and city lords all felt a chill in their hearts. This guy was too audacious, daring to provoke the offspring of two great powers, and even a Chaos Divine Beast. His luck was truly terrible.

Ancestor Long Meng in midair sneered, "Heh, I'd say, Ksitigarbha King, this matter surely requires an explanation to our Chaos Divine Beast clan, doesn't it?"

Hearing these words, Ksitigarbha King managed an awkward smile, "Is there a need for explanations? My friend, just say how you'd like to punish."

"Ye Ling, my friend, do you have any objections?"

Just then, Ksitigarbha King suddenly changed the direction of the conversation to address Ye Ling, startling everyone present.

Damn, what's the meaning of this? There's another big BOSS lurking around here, and even Ksitigarbha King has to call him a friend?

To be called a friend by Ksitigarbha King—what level would that be? At least it must be at the Immortal Emperor level.

Ancestor Long Meng was taken aback, "I say, Ksitigarbha King, has your head been kicked by Zhang Guolao's donkey? Why would you ask a piece of trash who isn't even a cultivator?"

Ksitigarbha King gave Ancestor Long Meng a glance and conveyed who Ye Ling really was through a telepathic message, causing Long Meng to be momentarily stunned.

"Damn it! Nine Tribulations, it's you, you bastard, ha ha! This news is so thrilling for me, even someone as powerful as you has met such a day, ha ha!"

Ancestor Long Meng roared with laughter. Yet even so, his disdain for Ye Ling subsided. Not a laughing matter anymore—even if he was ruined, he remained someone no one dared provoke.

Just the women of the Nine Tribulations Territory in the Immortal Realm were enough to make any power tremble.

Those ladies, when they went mad, could stir up such a storm that could pierce the heavens, let alone Ancestor Long Meng— even he would feel a chill in his heart.

"It's all fate, no trouble. Even without my cultivation, Ancestor Long Meng, you still have to talk and greet me, don't you? Otherwise, aren't you afraid those ladies of mine will storm your lair?"

Ye Ling chuckled, causing Ancestor Long Meng to feel awkward, then waved his paw dismissively, "Why mention such useless things?"

"Nine Tribulations, you say, how should we handle this scoundrel? As far as I am concerned, just blast him to bits and make it so he never reincarnates."

With a plop, Tong Shan collapsed to the ground, knocking his head like pounding garlic, "Ancestors, please spare my life, spare my life!"

"I was blind, failing to recognize a great one. Please spare me, venerable ancestors, spare my life!"

Tong Shan was afraid, genuinely terrified of death, let alone being denied reincarnation, which was practically like being erased from the Heavenly Dao.

Ye Ling glanced at Tong Shan who was kowtowing and begging for mercy on the ground and uttered a cold laugh, "One who brings disaster upon themselves can't live."

"Bodhisattva, I think we should punish the Tong family father and son according to the rules of the Netherworld."

Ye Ling took a step forward, speaking with a nonchalant air, as if at that moment, he was the crownless king who commanded the world.