Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

Zhang Yifeng suddenly smiled when he saw this: "You think you can stop me with these little tricks? It seems like you are really at your wit's end!"

Many of the cultivators present were the chosen ones from all walks of life, but they were called cats and dogs by Zhang Yifeng. How could they tolerate this?

But Zhang Yifeng didn't waste too much time talking to them. He just waved his hand casually, and the Law of Summoning Demons began to operate. The figures of the three Ghost Emperors appeared, standing in the void alone. No one dared to move forward.

Everyone looked at each other. No matter how angry they were, the pressure from the emperor forced them to bow their heads.

"Who wants to try my tricks?"

Zhang Yifeng looked around and snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

Now that the Shenguan Palace was in his hands, Zhang Yifeng had never thought of handing it over. He totally ignored these Immortal Venerable cultivators in front of him.

Many cultivators were afraid to act rashly and, feeling the pressure from the emperor, they retreated and did not let their greed cloud their minds.

A secret storage treasure left behind by a sacred being is naturally extremely tempting, but in this holy land of fallen bones, the phantom images of three powerful emperors are even more terrifying.

Although they each have a trump card, a trump card is only a trump card after all, and there is no turning back once they are used. Even though there are many cultivators present who have ideas about the Shenguan Palace, no one wants to be the first to take action.

Under the protection of the three Ghost Emperors, Zhang Yifeng stretched out his hand and the magic cattail fan that the Beiwuao tribe had given him flew out, swollen by the wind. Zhang Yifeng turned over on it and left calmly.

"I, I know him! He is the God of Killing Zhang Yifeng!!"

"What?! One of the ten masters in the trial ground!"

"It turned out to be him! Fortunately, I didn't attack him just now, otherwise..."

The cultivators present came from all walks of life, many of whom had been to the trial site before. Even if they had only seen Zhang Yifeng's demeanor from afar, they all knew that they could not match him.

When he was in the trial ground, Zhang Yifeng was not yet at the Immortal Venerable Realm. Now that he has reached the Immortal Venerable Realm, how strong is he?

All the cultivators were suddenly terrified, and those who did not know the name of the God of Death were also secretly frightened. They just thought that this young man was so famous that they were lucky not to have an enemy with him.

Seeing this, Haoyun Siming's eyes became gloomy and his face was full of coldness, and the same was true for the mysterious man in gray robe in the dark.

The two men were fighting for different things, but they all originated from Zhang Yifeng.

Zhitiansi wanted to take back the sacred bones, while the mysterious man in gray robe wanted to obtain the Taiwu Immortal Emperor's treasure from Zhang Yifeng and take this opportunity to prove himself as the Immortal Emperor. But now they are both defeated by Zhang Yifeng.

"Chaos Realm, the chaos torrent in the nine realms of mountains and seas has not receded yet, but it will not last long. When this calamity is over, I, Sima Ming, will come to visit you in person!"

Haoyun Siming's voice echoed throughout the Fallen Bone Holy Land, and then the three figures disappeared.

The mysterious man in gray robe at the side laughed strangely, and his figure disappeared in the gray fog. His whereabouts were unknown, and no one knew what he had in mind or what plans he had.

Zhang Yifeng narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard Haoyun Siming's voice echoing across the entire sky.

"Boy, if this Heavenly Master Sima Ming really descends upon the Primal Chaos Realm, it will be useless even if I help you."

At this moment, Zhuanru's voice, which had been silent for a long time, echoed in Zhang Yifeng's mind.

"Don't worry. Didn't he say that the chaos has not subsided yet? I will just practice during this time. It's not certain who will cause trouble for whom in the future."

After Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, Zhuan Ru shook his head and said, "No, no, the Divine Realm is far from what you think. Now that you have revealed all your cards, you can hurt the Immortal Emperor or even escape, but the Divine Realm is far beyond human reach."

"I have also entered the divine realm, so I can deal with it, right?"

Hearing this, Zhuan Ru suddenly smiled, and in his smile there might be a hint of sarcasm and disdain, or there might be anticipation of waiting to see. Zhang Yifeng didn't take it seriously and didn't take it to heart.

What about the divine realm? It's just a few levels.

Just as Zhang Yifeng flew over with the palm-leaf fan, at the place where the Shenguan Palace was supposed to be, Ling Jiutian, who was hiding in the crowd, had a cold look in his eyes and a malicious smile on his face.

"Brother Jiutian, do we need to chase that guy? I'm afraid he paid a great price in order to seize this treasure in the Shenguang Palace. He must be at the end of his strength now. He was just pretending just now."

The young man beside Ling Jiutian had indeed seen through Zhang Yifeng's background. In the Shenguan Palace, he had faced the might of God several times, as well as the invasion of the mysterious man in gray robe. Zhang Yifeng had even mobilized the power of chaotic gods and demons, and now only one tenth of the immortal energy in his body remained.

But everyone was afraid to act rashly. Ling Jiutian knew the power of the Dao Law of Summoning Demons best. The incarnations of the Wind, Thunder and Feather Emperor were all tortured by the Dao Law of Summoning Demons. The illusions of the three powerful emperors were not fake.

"He should have some more cards in his hand, so there's no need to chase him."

"Can......"

The young man wanted to say something. Although he was not from the Wind and Thunder Holy Clan, Zhang Yifeng now controlled the Divine Light Palace. This alone was enough to make him want to kill and rob.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so persistent. It wasn't him whose brother died, so why would he have any deep hatred with Zhang Yifeng?

Ling Jiutian raised his hand to interrupt the young man: "Didn't you hear what the strong man from Zhitiansi said just now? He is already a dead man!"

The young man sneered in his heart when he heard this. So what if he is dead? It is your Wind and Thunder Saint Clan that got revenge, but I didn't get any benefit.

But Ling Jiutian's next words completely crushed the young man's greed.

"What's more, the expert from Zhitiansi came here just for the Divine Light Palace in Feng Yi's hand. Do you think that if you kill someone and rob him, the expert from Zhitiansi will not pursue the matter if the item is in your hands?"

Hearing this, the young man was startled and said no more.

Many greedy cultivators present had anticipated this, and this was the fundamental reason why they did not go after Zhang Yifeng.

No one wants to be involved with the Zhitiansi. If someone is targeted by the Zhitiansi's Si Ming, there is a real chance of death.

On the other hand, Zhang Yifeng naturally didn't care about these things. Too many lice won't itch, so what's the harm in having one more Zhitiansi as an enemy?

Landing in a valley, Zhang Yifeng's spiritual consciousness penetrated into the small bronze box in his hand.

As soon as he thought about it, the entire Shenguan Palace was filled with golden light, and it was divided into three worlds. The first world was the passage where Zhang Yifeng had just entered the Shenguan Palace, the empty altar, and the second world was the ruined world where he received the Tianmen Order. The third world was naturally the ancient temple where the sacred bones were hidden.

Three worlds, three scenes. Now that Zhang Yifeng has become the master of the Divine Light Palace, the wonders in it are being revealed to Zhang Yifeng little by little.

“This is a real treasure!”

After some investigation, Zhang Yifeng took a breath of cold air. This thing could no longer be described as magical.