Five Immortals Mountain Golden Peak.
The sea of clouds churned.
Its former immortal grandeur had long since vanished.
Boom—!!!
A burly figure charged like a savage bull, forcibly plowing a bloody path through the crowd.
"Wonderful!"
"Wonderful!"
Niu Ben threw back his head and laughed loudly.
He reached out with one huge hand and seized an Immortal Mountain disciple attempting a sneak attack.
That disciple possessed Lamp-Lighting Realm cultivation. In the Great Tang Dynasty, he would have been enough to dominate an entire region.
Yet before this Demon Emperor of Ten Thousand Demon Marsh, he was like a mere child.
"Insolence! I am—"
Squelch.
Niu Ben clenched his five fingers.
Before the man could finish speaking, he was crushed into a lump of flesh.
Casually flinging away the corpse, Niu Ben swept his gaze around.
The Five Immortals Mountain disciples who usually stood high above others now had eyes full of terror as they retreated step by step.
Before the Red Silk Demon Emperor of Spirit Mountain, Niu Ben might not be a match... but here on Five Immortals Mountain?
The five strongest True Persons had yet to appear. The best fighter had only just shown himself before Jiang Yuechu punched him straight down the mountain gate, and now he had been chased so thoroughly that he had vanished without a trace.
As for this remaining rabble?
The strongest were only at the first or second level of the Tower-Ascending Realm, while most were in the Lamp-Lighting Realm.
Compared to Niu Ben's sheer exhilaration, Wang Ziyu's childish face was filled with sorrow.
"What a sin..."
He sighed, glancing toward the mountainside as he cursed Jiang Yuechu bloody in his heart.
Back in the cave, when he heard Jiang Yuechu say she wanted to fight her way up Five Immortals Mountain...