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Chapter 186 You, the furry and horned creature born from an egg
Everyone entered the Chaos Immortal Palace.

There was no one in the Chaos Immortal Palace. There was a mysterious platform on the palace. Wisps of immortal energy rose up, like white mist rising into the sky, slowly spreading around the palace, which was invigorating.

Someone inadvertently looked up and found that the dome of the fairy palace was covered with fairy auroras, dotted above the Chaos Fairy Palace, illuminating the dome.

“It’s really worth coming here this time!”

The Great Sage of the Ji Family felt the immortal aurora, which was extremely rare and would only burst out when the immortal path was opened.

Just this aurora made them feel the trip was worth it.

"This Emperor Qitian is really generous."

As everyone was sighing, a black light shot out from the crowd, carrying a person with it, and sat steadily on the cushion in front of the platform.

"what!"

A black dog like a fighting bull appeared on the mat, breathing heavily, with a piece of white paper hanging above its head, exuding the aura of the Great Emperor Wu Shi.

Following closely behind was a young man with a black and gold dragon-patterned tripod floating above his head and a little girl hanging on his shoulder.

The great saints of various races first looked at the little girl and then moved their eyes away from Ye Fan.

At this moment, there were still five cushions in front of the platform. The great saints of various tribes immediately came out and rushed forward to fight for the remaining seats.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that these seven cushions must be hiding a great opportunity, so they all acted together to create an opportunity for their descendants.

In just a moment, all five cushions were occupied.

They are: Xia Jiuyou, the prince of the Ji family, the Holy Prince, Wang Teng, and the Prince of Heaven.

All of these people have extraordinary origins and are related to the emperor. The remaining clans did not get the opportunity and their eyes were turned to Ye Fan and Hei Huang.

But he found that these two people were not ordinary, especially Ye Fan, who was becoming famous in the Big Dipper Star Region. The imperial weapon on his head was from the Yaoguang Holy Land, and the little girl on his shoulders was also extremely extraordinary. The higher the realm of a person, the more he could feel the terrifying pressure from them.

This black dog might be the pet of the Wu Shi Emperor in the ancient times. The white paper fairy light hanging above its head seems to be able to suppress everything.

"Well, they are all descendants of the Great Emperor, so let them go."

Many great saints did not take action, but the young people of various races were dissatisfied and challenged Ye Fan and Hei Huang.

The man and the dog smiled at each other, and then the imperial soldiers above their heads shook, suppressing these young people and making them sit firmly on the cushions.

Above the Chaos Immortal Land, Duan De's face darkened and he put away the small flying platform. This flying platform could cross the void. He had obtained it by digging up the tomb of a saint who had stepped into the Heavenly Gate.

"My goodness, if I had known not to dig graves, I would have been cursed by the gods. I should have followed the Holy Prince and the others. There is still this flying platform left."

Duan De's face was pale and his body was hunched, but the moment he stepped onto the Chaos Immortal Land, he was instantly revived with full blood, his eyes shining, and he couldn't stop drooling at the sight of the immortal materials all over the ground.

"I'll just pick a little bit. The Great Sage shouldn't mind, right?"

As Duan De finished his thought, he happened to see a burly young man bending over with his butt raised and eating dirt.

"My goodness, big brother, are you crazy because of poverty? Why are you eating dirt?"

The young man raised his head and grinned: "Hey, isn't this Taoist Duan? You are here too?"

He stood up and greeted Duan De, then made room for him: "Master Duan, there is a magical energy in this. One bite will refresh your mind, two bites will keep you from getting tired, and three bites will make you immortal."

"Are you telling the truth, Pangbo?"

Duan De immediately leaned over, took out his magic weapon, dug a hole, put it into his storage space, and casually stuffed a mouthful of soil into his mouth.

Duan De's eyes lit up instantly, and he nodded repeatedly, "Hey, you're right, this Primal Chaos Immortal Land is indeed correctly named. The immortal energy inside is exactly the same as the immortal energy I encountered near the ruins of the Immortal Path in the Northern Plains Snow Region."

"Oh my, this tastes so authentic."

Duan De didn't care about anything else and just started to eat the ground. It was not until the sound of the immortal chime was struck again in the Chaos Immortal Palace, indicating that the palace was about to be sealed, that Duan De and Pang Bo woke up in shock.

"Hurry up, we're going to be late for the sermon."

Duan De took Pang Bo's hand and immediately turned into fairy light, rushing towards the fairy palace.

During this time, Pang Bo looked at Duan De curiously and asked puzzledly: "Master Duan, why is your head so pointy?" "Why is my head pointy?" Duan De touched the top of his head and his face changed: "There is an explanation for this. I was cursed by the gods."

"The gods cursed you?" Pangbo asked curiously.

Duan De asked, "Then let me ask you, how is the divine consciousness formed?"

Seeing that Pang Bo didn't know, Duan De sighed, and a big ghost appeared on his shoulder, suppressed by the pottery jar of the ruthless emperor.

"Forget it, let me tell you, the divine thoughts are the evil thoughts that arise after a cultivator's death due to the influence of his faith."

"I was previously being hunted by an old Buddhist monk named Moka. To get revenge on him, I dug up his ancestral graves. Unexpectedly, his entire family was made up of monks. Monks are much more likely to have divine thoughts, so I fell for it."

Shenji Nian was lying behind Duan De, murmuring something all the time. Suddenly he blew a breath, and Duan De's hair stood on end.

"The door is closed, the door is closed. The emperor is about to give a sermon. You two should not come in."

Zhang Bairen put down the stick he was using to hit the bell and prepared to close the door.

He looked at Duan De and Pang Bo, both of whom were covered in dust and dirt. One had a bitter face like a dead ghost, and the other was as strong as a fathead fish.

There is definitely no money to be made from these two people.

Duan De was quick-witted and pulled Pang Bo sideways into the Immortal Palace. He said to Zhang Bairen with a bitter face:

"Dao boy, my brother and I have come from a bitter cold land. One of us has no magic treasure to protect us, and the other has no supernatural power to protect us. We are a little late. Please do us a favor and let us listen to the great Dao music of the Great Emperor Qitian."

Zhang Bairen looked at the two men, who were indeed exhausted and looked like ascetics, and felt pity for them. "Alright, alright, you two go in."

Duan De hurriedly thanked him and then pulled Pang Bo into the Chaos Immortal Palace.

At this moment, the Chaos Immortal Palace was full of people. The powerful people from various races gathered together and sat down in rows. Duan De's eyes swept across them and he saw the little girl at a glance.

"This is where the emperor preaches. The cushions in the first row must be of good fortune. We have to grab them."

Upon hearing this, Pang Bo glanced at the first row. He knew Hei Huang and Ye Fan in the first row.

Ji Zi of the Ji family and Prince Sheng have some relationship with them. Xia Jiuyou is a girl, and Pang Bo is unwilling to act so shamelessly.

So only Wang Teng and the Emperor's son were left.

Duan De and Pang Bo looked at each other, and they immediately had an idea, and they both burst into tears.

"Brother Duan!"

"Pangdi!"

The two men sang in unison, one with a bitter face, facing the gods on his back, and the other with a gloomy face like a fathead fish. They walked up to the emperor's son and cried mournfully:

"My brother and I came from a bitterly cold land. One of us has no magic to protect us, and the other has no magical powers to shield us. We didn't expect to arrive a little too late, and now there's not even a seat for us to stay."

"Please, Prince Tian, be kind enough to give my brother a place."

The prince frowned, looked at the two men, and closed his eyes and ignored them.

Wang Teng ignored him and closed his eyes waiting for the Emperor Equal to Heaven to preach.

Duan De saw that the two men did not move, and immediately said: "I see that all those sitting on this cushion are virtuous people, and none of them are not noble and elegant."

"You beast, why don't you give the cushion to Junior Brother Pangbo to sit on!"

Upon hearing this, the Prince of Heaven was enraged. The Immortal Sky Sword hovered above his head and five-colored sky light attacked him.

Ye Fan also opened his eyes, his expression cold, and took the immortal sword light, nodding to Duan De: "Daoyou is right."

Then Ye Fan turned around and attacked the Prince of Heaven.

"You, a creature born from an egg, covered in fur and horns, who only cultivates magical powers and not mana, actually attacked this ascetic monk. You have no moral integrity. Get out of here immediately!"

A beam of divine light hit the back of the Emperor's son, causing him to stagger and fall off the cushion.

(End of this chapter)