Nonsense! How could my adopted son be a villain?

"roll."

A cold, deep voice rippled outwards, carrying a thick killing intent that swept over everyone present, causing them to bleed from their seven orifices and their meridians to become disordered.

The first to be affected were Xie Lingzi and Jiujian Zhenren. They felt the pressure on their bodies getting heavier and heavier. Their internal organs deformed and shattered under this unbearable pressure. In the end, their bodies were crushed, leaving only their souls nailed to the spot, struggling and begging for mercy.

The cultivators outside Ailao Mountain were terrified by this scene. They could no longer care about anything else and fled the border of Ailao Mountain in a panic.

Seeing this, Xie Lingzi and Jiu Jian Zhenren knew they were doomed and could no longer care about their previous grudges over the treasure. The two joined forces and used their life-saving tools in an attempt to escape their shackles.

The colossal beast in the clouds looked down at them coldly as they struggled like ants. Finally, it stretched out its enormous claws and slapped them from afar, easily crushing their souls.

After driving away the invading insects, the silver-furred behemoth slowly landed on the wind.

Its massive body gradually shrank as it landed, revealing its true form.

The Classic of Mountains and Seas records: Chenghuang looks like a fox with a horn on its back. Riding it grants a lifespan of two thousand years.

The one before us had a magnificent, flowing silver-white coat that shimmered brilliantly in the sunlight. Its two horns on its back were the same gold as the divine markings on its forehead. As it walked slowly, its fur moved without wind, like flowing wind and rolling clouds, exuding an imposing aura.

The giant beast parted the branches and walked to the unconscious Xu Lingguang. Its golden-red vertical pupils stared at him, and it pawed at him a few times, as if it was thinking about how to deal with him.

Just as he was deep in thought, a round, yellow ball of fur clumsily emerged from its thick fur, peeking out and looking down, its voice soft and sweet: "Why is he asleep?"

"You're stupid, but you won't admit it."

Another cub emerged from the fur. Unlike the first one, she was entirely white, with beautiful and vibrant red divine markings on her face and back. Her small horns on her back were crystal clear, and she looked spirited when she raised her head.

She glanced at the chubby guy next to her, her furry face showing a look of disgust: "He was clearly scared unconscious!"

The pale yellow fluffy ball, unconvinced, eagerly tried to jump down: "We'll find out if we wake him up and ask him."

He had just pushed off with his short hind legs to jump down when the giant beast grabbed him by the scruff of his neck.

After tossing his restless younger brother back onto his back, Lan Jian glanced down at the unconscious human youth. Confirming that he had lost all his cultivation and posed no threat to the cubs, he swept his tail and tossed him outside the boundaries of Ailao Mountain.

The cub, who was not able to wake anyone up to ask, was very dissatisfied. He rolled around in the soft, thick fur and continued to argue with Yun Feng, chattering away.

Lan Jian, whose ears were hurting from the noise of the two cubs, twitched her ears and carried them deeper into the mountains.

The three of them, Song Nan and his companions, watched from afar until Cheng Huang's aura completely dissipated before daring to move.

The gentle smile that Song Nan always wore on his face vanished completely: "This is Cheng Huang."

"The legend of Ailao Mountain is actually true," Yu Yun murmured.

“The Evil Spirit Child of Senluoyu and the Nine Swords Master of Cangfeng Sect are both powerful figures in the late stage of the Divine Treasure Realm, yet they were powerless against Chenghuang.” Zhou Fuying stroked the scabbard and looked at the distant Ailao Mountain, where the vegetation blocked out the sky: “What do you think… what realm is that Chenghuang in now?”

Song Nanchu said, "Chenghuang is an ancient god. At that time, the human race was no match for the ancient gods. If Chenghuang were to fully mature, it might be even more powerful than a human emperor in the Tongxuan realm."

Cultivators must go through seven realms in their cultivation: Qi Induction, Mortal Transformation, Divine Treasury, Divine Union, Breaking Illusion, Penetrating Emptiness, and Profound Understanding. Among them, the Profound Understanding realm requires being conferred by the Heavenly Dao at the Golden Scale Platform in Fufeng City and becoming a Human Emperor in order to advance.

Since the destruction of the Mountain and Sea Realm, only one Human Emperor has ever emerged in the entire Shangyang Continent.

A fire blazed in Zhou Fuying's eyes: "It is definitely more powerful than the Human Emperor. I once paid my respects to the Human Emperor from afar in Fufeng City. The aura of that Chenghuang was far stronger and more terrifying than that of the Human Emperor."

The moment they sensed that aura, the three of them dared not move forward even an inch. They could only remain silent and hide until the aura completely dissipated before daring to move.

Yu Yun had no interest in Cheng Huang. They had come today to watch Xu Lingguang's downfall, but unexpectedly, they encountered the birth of Cheng Huang and almost got themselves killed. Therefore, they were somewhat disheartened: "Xu Lingguang has entered the mountains, and I'm afraid he's in grave danger. Are you going back?"

Song Nan flicked his snake tail, slid down from the tree, and prepared to go back with Yu Yun.

The sun was too strong today, making him sleepy.

Zhou Fuying shook her head, her face full of excitement: "I'll go back later."

*

Xu Lingguang was woken up by the sun.

He sat up feeling dizzy and had a headache.

He reached up and touched his forehead, finding a bump that had appeared out of nowhere. He suspected it was from when he rolled down the hillside.

As his memories returned, he recalled the people who had been chasing him. He looked around in a panic, and only felt relieved after realizing that there was no one else besides himself. He then grimaced and got up.

However, after taking a closer look at his surroundings, he became a little confused. This didn't seem to be the hillside he had rolled down.

But the sun was too bright, and Xu Lingguang was exhausted and sore all over after the long battle, so he didn't have much energy to think or distinguish.

He was so thirsty, so thirsty, he needed to find some water to drink.

He vaguely remembered seeing a stream not far away when he rolled down the hillside.

Xu Lingguang patted the fallen leaves and dust off his clothes, picked up a twig to use as a walking stick, and slowly followed his memory to find the stream. Fortunately, he was lucky this time and heard the babbling of the stream not far away.

Xu Lingguang threw away the branch and strode over, then lay down by the stream and gulped down water.

With his thirst relieved and his muddled mind clearing, Xu Lingguang was finally able to think about what had happened before.

Those people were chasing him all the way, so why did they suddenly stop chasing him? Where did he go?

Unable to come up with an answer, Xu Lingguang rested under the shade of a tree for a while. Remembering that he hadn't found dinner yet, he roused himself and went to look for his meal.

People are iron rice and steel, and if they don't eat a meal, they will be very hungry.

He was already unlucky enough to have been transported here; he couldn't afford to starve himself any longer.

Xu Lingguang searched around and finally found his lost bag and shovel in a mountain hollow. Unfortunately, the goat's milk fruit in the bag was all broken, so he had to throw it away. Fortunately, this mountain was more fertile than the others, with wild fruits growing all over the hillside, and he also saw signs of wild rabbits.

We'll be able to eat meat tonight.

Xu Lingguang, carrying an empty bag, carefully observed the tracks and droppings left by the rabbits, and began to prepare a trap.

He was quite skilled at catching wild rabbits when he was a child.

After setting up a trap and choosing a suitable burrow, Xu Lingguang patiently lay in wait in the grass for an entire afternoon, successfully catching two plump wild rabbits.

Xu Lingguang put the rabbit into a bag, wrapped the wild vegetables and fruits with leaves and tied them with vines, and then happily carried the prey home with a full load.

It was still early when I left, but by the time I returned, the sky was already ablaze with the colors of sunset.

This day's experience was more exciting than the past twenty-four years of his life.

Xu Lingguang sighed for a moment, but the thought of having meat for dinner cheered him up again.

He emerged from the dense forest and saw his youngest apprentice, Zhou Fuying, practicing swordsmanship under a tree. The black sword looked large and heavy, but in Zhou Fuying's hand, it seemed to have no weight at all. Every swing of the sword stirred up a sharp stream of air.

Xu Lingguang looked at the crooked tree trunks and branches around him, silently stepped back a little while carrying the bag, and then waved to greet him: "My good disciple, look what your master caught. We'll have meat to eat tonight."

Zhou Fuying was recalling the oppressive aura created by the Chenghuang. Some people feared that aura that made people bow down, but others, like him, tried to use it to temper themselves.

Upon hearing Xu Lingguang's voice unexpectedly, Zhou Fuying was so startled that she almost dropped her sword.

He abruptly sheathed his sword, his sharp, dark eyes fixed on Xu Lingguang.

How come this scourge isn't dead?!