Rebirth: Taking Away the 10 Billion-Dollar Assets of His Bad Dad

All the civil and military officials in the court were shocked and turned around to look, but there was no one outside the hall.

Zhang Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes:

"Who is this evildoer pretending to be a ghost? Come out!"

Suddenly, a white mist rose in front of the officials, and an old Taoist with an immortal look and holding a Buddhist whisk appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone was shocked. This man was skinny but dignified, with an air of immortality floating around him. Could he be an immortal?

Zhang Xiaoyao's pupils trembled violently, and he immediately knelt in front of the old Taoist:

"Junior Zhang Xiaoyao from Longhu Mountain pays homage to the Immortal!"

The old Taoist nodded and glanced at everyone in the hall:

"Why don't you kneel when you see me?"

The king narrowed his eyes and looked at the old Taoist:

"Who are you? How dare you call yourself an immortal?"

The old Taoist laughed, his face full of sarcasm:

"How dare you, an ant from the lower realm, question this immortal!"

With a wave of his hand, the king's facial features immediately twisted together in pain as if his throat was strangled.

All the officials were shocked when they saw this:

"Your Majesty the King!"

Elder Qiao quickly formed seals with his hands, and a bolt of lightning shot out. The lightning hit the old Taoist, but there was no reaction at all.

The old Taoist sneered and looked at Elder Qiao:

"You want to hurt me with your inferior magic?"

A cold light flashed in the old Taoist's eyes, and Elder Qiao immediately flew backwards out of the hall and fell heavily on the marble floor outside the hall.

"Boom!" The entire marble floor cracked into pieces, and a deep pit appeared.

Elder Qiao struggled to stand up, but failed after several attempts. Instead, he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

Everyone took three steps back in fear, looking at the old Taoist priest in horror.

The old Taoist flicked his whisk and said:

"Wulian Tianzun! This immortal came down to the mortal world with good intentions to help you slay demons and monsters, but you are so ungrateful! You truly deserve to die!"

After he finished speaking, his figure flashed and he appeared in front of Elder Qiao, staring at Elder Qiao with a dangerous look in his eyes.

The old Taoist stretched out one hand towards Elder Qiao, grabbed with his fingers, and lifted it upwards. Elder Qiao immediately flew into the air involuntarily, but he could not move his whole body at all!

The old Taoist snorted coldly:

"So you're from the Sanqing Mountain lineage! Well, let me take you on your way!"

After saying that, he exerted a little force with his hands, and Elder Qiao was in the air with a painful expression. His muscles and bones seemed to be in great pain as if he was hit by a truck, and he was about to die!

Suddenly, a white light shot straight at the old Taoist. The old Taoist's pupils shrank and he quickly dodged to the side. His hand loosened and Elder Qiao fell to the ground again!

The old Taoist looked at the white light with horror. The white light was quietly suspended in the air, and it turned out to be a long sword shining with cold light!

"You old bastard, you think you can bully the human world!"

Yang Qing put his hands behind his back and slowly fell to the ground from the air, standing between the old Taoist and Elder Qiao!

A trace of fear flashed in the old Taoist's eyes:

"Xuanyuan Sword! Are you Yang Qing?"

Yang Qing's lips curled slightly:

"Why doesn't the Human Emperor kneel before me?"

A powerful pressure came over the old Taoist priest, and he suddenly felt a surge of weight on his body, his legs unable to support him and slightly bent.

"You ants from the lower realm, how disrespectful to this immortal! Do you realize that you have brought horrific disaster upon the human race?"

Yang Qing looked at the old Taoist in surprise. He had never thought that he could withstand his pressure! His eyes flashed, and a stronger pressure rushed towards the old Taoist!

"thump!"

The old Taoist priest finally couldn't hold on any longer and knelt down! His eyes were red with anger and his face was ferocious:

"How ridiculous! This immortal is meeting with you on behalf of the immortal world, and you dare to humiliate me like this! Aren't you afraid of being blamed by the Heavenly Court?"

Yang Qing laughed out loud:

"Blame? This is the human race. If you want to meet with the human race, shouldn't you come to see me? What's the matter? In the Immortal Realm, you only pick on the weak? Are you afraid that I will attack you and overthrow your lair?"

The old Taoist was pressed to the ground with his head pressed against the ground. He tried to struggle to get up, but was pushed down even lower!

Yang Qing narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Xiaoyao who was still kneeling in the hall:

"Old guy, get out of here!"

He raised his hand, clenched it, and pulled hard. Zhang Xiaoyao immediately flew out of the hall uncontrollably and fell heavily beside the old Taoist.

"Longhu Mountain aided and abetted the tyrant! They murdered their compatriots and deserved death! As the Imperial Master, you fail to distinguish between right and wrong, good and evil, and are equally guilty!"

Zhang Xiaoyao was furious. He was completely unprepared and was attacked by Yang Qing. If he had fought head-on, he might not have lost to Yang Qing.

"Human Emperor? Haha! Is the Human Emperor only capable of sneak attacks?"

Yang Qing laughed out loud:

"I couldn't do it before! But I can do it now! By the way, it was your son who taught me! Hahahaha!"

Zhang Xiaoyao's face turned pale with anger, and he gritted his teeth:

"You bullied Longhu Mountain and ruined my son's cultivation! I will fight you to the death!"

Yang Qing glanced at Zhang Xiaoyao with disdain:

"Fight to the death? Are you worthy of it?"

With a flick of his hand, a slap landed on Zhang Xiaoyao's face from a distance!

Zhang Xiaoyao is indeed an extremely powerful fighter among the human race, but Yang Qing had seen so many Martial Saints and Martial Gods in the heaven in his previous life, and he was evenly matched with them in battles. This purple-robed Heavenly Master from this secular world was not even worth Yang Qing's attention.

All the civil and military officials in the hall were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They huddled like quails, not daring to breathe.

The King sighed and said:

"Mr. Yang, please come into the hall and have a chat!"

Yang Qing raised his eyelids and said:

"Lord! If you want to plead for that old man Zhang Xiaoyao, then don't say anything!"

The king looked embarrassed:

"Ahem! Mr. Yang, why don't we talk somewhere else?"

Yang Qing glanced at Elder Qiao lying on the ground, waved his hand, and a stream of spiritual energy entered Elder Qiao's body.

Elder Qiao immediately jumped up and felt his whole body, and found that his injuries had healed!

He was overjoyed and bowed to Yang Qing:

"Thank you Mr. Yang!"

Yang Qing hummed, pointed with one hand, and a forbidden talisman shot into the bodies of the old Taoist and Zhang Xiaoyao. The two of them immediately changed their expressions:

"You actually sealed my spiritual power!"

Yang Qing snorted coldly:

"Have you ever heard of this? I'm the boss on my turf! The human world is my turf, and when you come to my turf, you must obey me! Here, my rules are the rules! You have no right to object!"

After saying this, he strode into the hall. All the civil and military officials lowered their heads, and no one dared to look Yang Qing in the eye, fearing that Yang Qing would kill them if he saw them raise his hand.

Yang Qing looked at the king with a smile:

"Why, is there anything you want to tell me?"

The king sighed:

"I know you've transcended worldly rules, but this is Daxia after all, and I'm the ruler of Daxia. Before you strike, please give me some respect and let me know!"

Listening to the king's sad tone, Yang Qing was full of laughter:

"Oh? Is that what you wanted to say? However, I was in a state of excitement, so I probably didn't have time to tell you! Besides, I think I just saved you!"

The king looked helpless:

"Daxia also has its own rules for strangers. You should at least give me some face, right?"

Yang Qing looked at the king with a smile:

"face?"