After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

"Lord of the Asura Palace, our two palaces have always disliked each other anyway. If it weren't for the young master being stranded in the Northern Frontier, I wouldn't have come with you!"

The fat old man was not afraid of the threat from the Lord of the Asura Palace at all. Among the six branch palaces, the Killing God Palace was still quite powerful.

As for the Palace Master, I haven't seen him for many years, and the Deputy Palace Master probably can't be bothered with these trivial matters either.

For the next period of time, both sides ceased hostilities and reached a strange consensus: they wanted to see how the King of the Northern Frontier would treat the Sage.

Logically speaking, such severe injuries should not have resulted in survival. However, Sun Simiao gave the skinny old man several acupuncture needles and then stuffed an unknown pill into his mouth. He then saw granulation tissue gradually growing on the skinny old man's body and internal organs. Although the process was very slow, his breathing gradually stabilized.

"It's a miracle, it's a miracle."

"My God, what kind of medical skill is that?!"

Everyone was so shocked that their eyes almost popped out of their sockets. Was this even humanly possible? No wonder the King of the Northern Frontier called that old man an old immortal; he really was an immortal!

Upon seeing this, Tianjizi subconsciously adjusted the compass to examine Sun Simiao's destiny, but suffered a severe backlash, barely managing to spit out a mouthful of blood. "Like the Seven Killings ominous star, it is another existence with an illusory destiny, yet it is full of vitality. What exactly is going on!"

Tianjizi couldn't understand where the Northern Frontier King had found this group of extraordinary people.

He had even calculated Diao Chan's fate before, but the result was the same: he suffered a backlash and could not see the past or the future.

Fifteen minutes later, the skinny old man's body was almost completely repaired, with only his severed arm and shoulder blade remaining unrepaired, making him look somewhat grotesque. At least his life was saved.

"Thank you so much, Master!"

Garan knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

The fat old man said angrily, "Young master, why have you gone to such lengths!"

"Shut up, aren't you going to thank my lord?"

Garan reprimanded him in a low voice, and the latter reluctantly bowed, "King of the Northern Frontier, let's drop this matter. We will not participate further. How about we discuss it again after this is over?"

"Fine, I don't want to make enemies."

Chen Futu waved his hand, and the fat old man helped the old man away.

The group of martial arts practitioners, however, discussed the matter even more intensely. They were impressed that such a severe injury could be healed, and if possible, they wanted to befriend the old immortal.

The old man from Kaiyang Academy was the first to react. He stepped forward with a smile and bowed deeply to Sun Simiao, saying, "I, Taizhen Nan, from Shouyang Mountain, pay my respects to the old immortal."

"Don't look at me. Whoever the King commands, I will save." Sun Simiao showed no mercy, took out his wine gourd and gulped down several mouthfuls, then his gaze fell on the silly girl. "This little girl is quite interesting. Your Majesty, may I examine her brain disorder?"

Chen Futu was overjoyed. If he could really cure Xiaobai, that would be fantastic. He wouldn't have to make Diaochan watch over that brat anymore.

Little White dodged away as if avoiding a plague, waving his chicken leg and yelling, "You old geezer, stay away from Silly Girl, or Silly Girl will beat you up!"

"Hey, little girl, you're quite something. Would you like to be my herb-gathering boy?"

"Old man, don't even dream about it!"

Chen Futu complained with a dark face, while Tai Zhennan was extremely embarrassed because Chen Futu ignored him. He had no chance and could only awkwardly retreat to the side. However, this time he deliberately stood near the Northern Frontier camp, making his attitude clear. Whether it was for the sake of the Confucian scholar who had not yet shown up or for this old immortal, he had to make a statement.

Upon realizing this, the Lord of the Asura Palace was quite displeased. "Old ghost Tai, what do you mean? Are you trying to make an enemy of my Ancient Palace?!"

"Others may fear your ancient temple, but Shouyang Mountain is not. If you dare, draw a path here, and I'll beat you to death."

"you!"

The Lord of the Asura Palace clenched his fists tightly.

Shouyang Mountain and the Ancient Palace are both super powers with equally unfathomable foundations. As one of the deans, Tai Zhennan is not afraid of him at all. If this continues, Tai Zhennan may really get involved in this mess.

Tai Zhennan's eyes darted around as he smiled at Chen Futu and said, "Your Majesty, do you need my help?"

Chen Futu could easily see through his intentions. It seemed that someone in the academy was seriously ill and beyond medical help. He wanted to take this opportunity to gain some favor and then ask Sun Simiao for help.

Chen Futu decisively refused after thinking about this. With Xiaobai around, the Asura Palace was nothing but a dumping ground. As for Shouyang Mountain wanting to save people, they could just offer money and food in exchange.

Upon being rejected, Tae Jin-nam was indeed greatly disappointed and could only shake his head and walk away.

The Lord of the Asura Palace laughed loudly, "Old ghost Tai, see? You're offering your help but getting no response. They don't even want your help."

"Hmph, you'd better win first!"

The battle was fierce and turbulent. Both sides had just rested for a while, and this time they were determined to fight to the death.

At the command of the Lord of the Asura Palace, the four saints returned to his back, and the other powerful figures also retreated.

The group in green exchanged glances and returned to Chen Futu's side.

Chen Futu asked, "What? Is the Palace Master trying to run away?"

"Chen Futu, I must admit that the Northern Frontier has indeed become a force to be reckoned with. But if you think that my Asura Hall only has this much strength, you are sorely mistaken. If I don't kill you today, I will be unworthy of being a father!"

"He who kills will be killed in return. You've wasted your life, all that time you've lived?"

Chen Futu started cursing as soon as he opened his mouth, which made a group of martial arts figures grimac and grimace.

To openly insult a sage—the King of the Northern Frontier truly lives up to his reputation as a powerful ruler; he's far too domineering!

Tai Zhennan was overjoyed. "Well said! The guys from the Ancient Palace are a bunch of shameless people. They can kill people, but they won't allow others to kill them. I just can't stand that young master."

"Very well, Chen Futu, let's see how you die today!"

The Lord of the Asura Palace has held a high position for so long, and has never been insulted in his life, let alone in front of the world's strongest people.

"Father, please help!"

He suddenly shouted, and another elderly saint appeared, none other than his father, the previous Lord of the Asura Palace.

Now, the six saints together exuded an aura as deep and vast as the sea, causing the onlookers in the martial arts world to keep their distance in fear of being caught in the crossfire.

Tai Zhennan's expression changed drastically, and he secretly transmitted his voice, "King of the Northern Frontier, I didn't expect that old thing to come as well. Please be careful."

Chen Futu asked suspiciously, "Is he very strong?"

"A late-stage Saint, do you think that's strong?"

Tai Zhennan and the Lord of the Asura Palace are only at the mid-stage of Sainthood, while Lao Deng, who just arrived, is almost the ceiling of combat power to date.

"Welcome, Elder Hall Master!"

The Lord of the Asura Palace, along with the four Dharma Protectors and many powerful figures under his command, paid their respects.

The old man stroked his beard and looked at Chen Futu indifferently, "So it was you who killed my grandson?"

Chen Futu sneered, "You beat the young and the old come out. Your Asura Hall is really shameless. If we beat you, will even older zombies jump out?"

"You little beasts, even with your lives hanging in the balance, you still spout wild words? Today I will slay you all and restore peace to the world."

"You?" The man in green stepped forward, sword in hand. "I'll test your mettle!"

"Who do we have here? It's the Heartless Fairy. It's a pity you're too weak."

The old temple master unleashed a palm strike from afar, his surging, roaring energy suppressing the oppressive forces.