The Golden Summit of Five Immortals Mountain.
A sea of clouds churned.
The mountain had long since lost its former air of immortal grandeur.
Boom-!!!
A burly figure charged like a wild bull, plowing a bloody path through the crowd.
"Glorious!"
"Glorious!"
Niu Ben roared with laughter.
His massive hand shot out and seized a mountain disciple who had tried to ambush him.
That disciple had reached the burning lamp realm, enough to rule over a region in the Great Tang Dynasty.
Yet before this Demon Emperor of the Myriad Demon Marsh, he was no more than a child.
"How dare you! I am..."
Squelch.
Niu Ben tightened his five fingers.
Before the disciple could finish, he had been crushed into a lump of mangled flesh.
Tossing the corpse aside, Niu Ben surveyed his surroundings.
The disciples of Five Immortals Mountain, usually so lofty and aloof, now backed away step by step, their eyes filled with terror.
Against the Crimson Silk Demon Emperor of Spirit Mountain, Niu Ben might be outmatched... but here on Five Immortals Mountain?
None of the five strongest True Persons had appeared. The best fighter among the others had barely shown himself before Jiang Yuechu punched him out through the mountain gate, and now she had chased him clean out of sight.
As for this remaining pack of rotten fish and putrid shrimp?
The strongest were only at the first or second level of the tower-climbing realm, while most were in the burning lamp realm.
In contrast to Niu Ben's unbridled exhilaration, Wang Ziyu's young face was etched with misery.
"What a sin..."
He sighed and glanced toward the mountainside, inwardly cursing Jiang Yuechu bloody.
Back in the cave, when Jiang Yuechu said she intended to storm Five Immortals Mountain... he had assumed it was merely