Resisting a Venerable's Strike

"Is this Spirit Mountain?"

In the blink of an eye, Nan Feng, Yunxi, and the others had arrived before Spirit Mountain.

Seen from afar, Spirit Mountain towered into the clouds, radiating sacred Brahma light. Its grandeur inspired awe in all who beheld it.

"Great Emperor, as you instructed, we've been guarding this place the whole time. Perhaps they've heard of your invincible reputation, Great Emperor—none of the Venerables or anyone above them dared show themselves!"

The Demon Emperor fawned at the big black dog and said, "Great Emperor, you're truly incredible. Throughout the ages, no one has ever made Spirit Mountain tremble like you. You're a legend without peer..."

At his side, Gou Dengsi and the other dogs wore complicated expressions. The Demon Emperor was such a sycophant... He really was laying it on thick.

The big black dog nodded in satisfaction. "Well done."

Then it looked at Spirit Mountain and said:

"This mountain... does have something to it. To establish a Daoist ground like this while still only at the Divine Emperor Realm, this little Brahma Ancestor isn't quite as useless as I thought..."

Hearing its assessment, Gou Dengfeng, the Bull Devil King, and the other Venerables were speechless.

Was that praise? It sounded more like an insult.

The mighty Brahma Ancestor, one of the most powerful Divine Emperors in the world, was merely "not quite useless" in this dog's eyes.

"Let's go. Time to fight!"

Long Zixuan stepped forward and threw a punch.

His fist force stretched tens of thousands of miles, shaking the heavens as it crashed straight toward Spirit Mountain.

A golden palm appeared within Spirit Mountain and dispelled Long Zixuan's attack.

Eight hundred Brahma Kings appeared within Spirit Mountain!

Lotus platforms rose in layer upon layer, and every Brahma King wore an impassive expression.

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