Why is he back again!

Why Did He Come Back Again!

A middle-aged man in a golden immortal robe, his bearing lofty and heroic, let out a furious shout and shot out from the main hall of the Heavenly Dao Imperial Palace, standing in midair before Ning Yechen.

The moment he saw Ning Yechen, Heavenly Dao Changrong frowned slightly.

The man before him looked extraordinarily familiar, as if he had seen him before, yet for the moment he could not remember who he was...

"Hmm? Who are you?"

"Where is that old thing, Heavenly Dao Wentian?"

With both hands clasped behind his back, Ning Yechen looked at Heavenly Dao Changrong and asked in puzzlement.

It had been too long since he last came to the Immortal Realm. Had the Heavenly Dao Imperial Palace even changed people?

With Ning Yechen's arrogant, eyes-above-all-else bearing, even across the entire Immortal Realm, there were not many who dared speak to the people of the Heavenly Dao Imperial Palace like this!

The more Heavenly Dao Changrong looked, the more familiar he felt, and as he gradually recalled Ning Yechen's identity, his expression changed abruptly.

"It's you...?!"

"Demon Realm Supreme, Ye Mochen!!!"

Heavenly Dao Changrong's expression jolted with shock, his eyes filled with boundless terror. The fear buried deep in his heart for over a hundred years was awakened again at this moment!

Over a hundred years ago, he had once glimpsed him in secret!

Compared to the Demon Lord's bearing over a hundred years ago, the Ning Yechen now looked gentle and amiable, no different from a mortal without the slightest cultivation, which was why he had not recognized him right away.

"Not bad. There are still people in the Heavenly Dao Imperial Palace who recognize me."

"But there's one thing you got wrong. I am the former Demon Realm Supreme. I've already retired now."

Ning Yechen wagged a finger and corrected him.

"Ye Mochen! You have trespassed into the Immortal Realm again, disturbed the peace of my Immortal Realm, and harmed my Heavenly Dao Imperial Palace. Do you truly think my Heavenly Dao Imperial Palace is easy to bully?!"

Although Heavenly Dao Changrong was afraid in his heart, as the current palace master of the Heavenly Dao Imperial Palace, after steadying himself slightly, he still knitted his brows and rebuked Ning Yechen.

Ning Yechen frowned slightly, his expression displeased.

"The sky clears, the rain stops, and your Heavenly Dao Imperial Palace thinks it can stand again?"

"It seems last time, I didn't dismantle the Heavenly Dao Imperial Palace thoroughly enough..."

"Hmph!"

"Ye Mochen! Do you truly think my Immortal Realm has not changed at all in these hundred-plus years?!"

"Now I, too, have stepped into the ranks of Immortal Emperor, all for the day when I could avenge the destruction of my Heavenly Dao Imperial Palace a hundred years ago!"

"Ughaaaah!!!"

Heavenly Dao Changrong's expression turned cold and sharp. Along with a furious roar, the terrifying aura of an Immortal Emperor erupted from his body, shooting straight above the clouds!

The vast and terrifying pressure shattered the jade towers and palaces within a hundred li, and countless people were pressed flat to the ground, unable to breathe.

Those with a little strength could only barely lift their heads, cheering one after another for the mighty aura of their Heavenly Dao Imperial Palace Master:

"As expected of the Palace Master of our Heavenly Dao Imperial Palace!"

"A heaven-blessed prodigy of the younger generation!"

"In merely a hundred-plus years, he has stepped from Immortal Venerable into the ranks of Immortal Emperor!"

"This is my first time seeing His Lordship the Imperial Palace Master in his full glory. How majestic and domineering!"

"Within the Immortal Realm, His Lordship the Imperial Palace Master's strength is among those that can be counted on one's fingers!"

"Hmph! His Lordship the Imperial Palace Master is angry. This time, he must teach this brat who doesn't know the height of the heavens or the depth of the earth a proper lesson!"

Ning Yechen let out a helpless sigh, raised his dark, profound eyes, and glanced at Heavenly Dao Changrong.

He gently struck out with his palm into empty air, and a pitch-black demonic palm a hundred zhang wide tore through the void, pressing down from above Heavenly Dao Changrong's head out of nowhere!

The pitch-black demonic palm covered nearly half of the Heavenly Dao Imperial Palace!

Including Heavenly Dao Changrong, all the people of the Heavenly Dao Imperial Palace trembled all over, unable to move in the slightest!

Bang!

With a tremendous crash, the entire Immortal Realm trembled, and nearly half of the Heavenly Dao Imperial Palace was ground into dust!

Heavenly Dao Changrong, pinned beneath the demonic palm, spat out a mouthful of blood. His body was embedded into the ground, and he only felt as if every sinew and bone in his body had snapped, his expression full of shock and terror.

How was this possible...!

He had already stepped into the rank of Immortal Emperor!

Why was he, in the Demon Lord's hands, as helpless as a little chick, utterly without the power to fight back...?!

One move, and he had nearly lost his life...!

"You remember the food, but not the beating."

"It seems this Heavenly Dao Imperial Palace has no need to exist either."

With both hands clasped behind his back, Ning Yechen walked through the air and called indifferently toward the depths of the Heavenly Dao Imperial Palace:

"Old bastard, I know you're not dead. If you still don't come out, I'll grind your Tiandao Imperial Palace flat."

"Not a single one left!"

"I'll count to three. One..."

The moment his words fell, a long azure rainbow shot out from the depths of Tiandao Imperial Palace, with several long rainbows of different colors following closely behind it.

An old man with the bearing of an immortal sage and a three-foot white beard hurriedly arrived before Ning Yechen.

Along with him came several Immortal Emperor-level elders of Tiandao Imperial Palace!

"Wonderful!"

"The Tiandao Ancestor has come out of seclusion!"

"And several elders have ended their seclusion and come out too!"

"Now we don't have to fear that fellow!"

"Could he really stand against our entire Tiandao Imperial Palace alone?"

Below Tiandao Imperial Palace, countless palace disciples lifted their heads expectantly, staring at the Tiandao Ancestor and the several elders in the sky.

They represented not only the true strength of Tiandao Imperial Palace, but also one of the peak powers of the Immortal Realm!

"Old bastard, you finally deigned to come out."

Ning Yechen looked at Tiandao Wentian, who was the Tiandao Ancestor, and smiled faintly.

Tiandao Wentian looked toward Ning Yechen, his aged eyes trembling, his expression even paler with fright than Tiandao Changrong's!

This god of slaughter really was fucking not dead...!

And why had he come back again!

Which bastard who deserved a thousand cuts had summoned him back!

The moment he recalled the Immortal-Demon War from over a hundred years ago, Tiandao Wentian's whole body faintly shuddered.

If he could, he would rather raise the entire palace's strength to fight the other eight great powers of the Immortal Realm than run into this Demon Lord again...!

When he had first heard the commotion in Tiandao Imperial Palace and Ning Yechen's voice, he had vaguely guessed that it was him...

He had originally wanted to hide and wait it out, but if he still did not come out, he feared the entire Tiandao Imperial Palace would be gone...

"What is it, old bastard? Bringing so many people—are you preparing to trade a few moves with me?"

"Perfect timing. It's been more than a hundred years, and I haven't fought in a long time either. I can warm up a bit~"

Ning Yechen said with a brilliant smile on his face.

The two spoke as if they were close friends, yet every sentence sounded enough to make Tiandao Wentian's blood run cold.

Almost without the slightest hesitation, Tiandao Wentian hurriedly shook his head and squeezed out a flattering, awkward smile:

"Tiandao Wentian greets the Demon Lord..."

"Demon Lord, you truly jest. How would my Tiandao Imperial Palace dare to be enemies with the Demon Lord..."

Ah...(⊙_⊙)?

The disciples below Tiandao Imperial Palace all stared at Tiandao Wentian in stunned disbelief, the faith in their hearts collapsing in an instant...

Was this still the majestic and imposing Tiandao Ancestor they knew, the one whose word was law...?

He had actually taken the initiative to curry favor and smile apologetically...!

"May I ask if the Demon Lord could release my great-grandson...?"

Tiandao Wentian glanced at Tiandao Changrong beneath the demonic palm. Seeing that he was not dead yet, he also let out a breath of relief, his attitude extremely courteous and polite.

Back then, even dozens of Immortal Emperors joining hands had failed to take down this Demon Lord. There was no need for Tiandao Imperial Palace alone to make things difficult with him...

If Tiandao Imperial Palace was destroyed, then it was destroyed. At worst, they would rebuild it, so long as their foundations and reserves remained.

Ning Yechen glanced at Tiandao Changrong, then waved his arm. The hundred-zhang, sky-propping demonic palm instantly dispersed between heaven and earth.

"Ancestor!"

"You must seek justice for my Tiandao Imperial Palace!"

Having escaped death, Tiandao Changrong immediately ran to Tiandao Wentian's side and pointed at Ning Yechen as he complained.

What answered him was a crisp, resounding slap!

Smack!

"You ignorant thing!"

"For the crime of offending the Demon Lord, you are punished with a hundred years of seclusion in the forbidden grounds!"

Tiandao Wentian was extremely angry.

Tiandao Changrong was actually still thinking of attacking the Demon Lord. He was truly afraid that the man would not raze Tiandao Imperial Palace flat!

He had not the slightest bit of self-awareness!

If they could make a move, would he still need to stand here smiling apologetically!

Tiandao Changrong was sent flying a hundred meters by the slap. It left him utterly dazed, blood at the corner of his mouth.

He could not believe that the old ancestor, who had always doted on him the most, would strike him in such fury...

A hundred years ago, Tiandao Changrong had always been protected. He had never personally exchanged blows with the Demon Lord, and had no idea at all what his true strength was!

But Tiandao Wentian had experienced it firsthand. He knew full well that the entire Tiandao Imperial Palace could not possibly be his match!

This slap and punishment could be considered an attempt to save him!

"This old man hereby declares that Tiandao Xiangrong is stripped of his position as palace master of the Tiandao Imperial Palace!"

"He is to be beaten into the forbidden grounds for a hundred years!"

"Men! Drag him away!"