Had His Majesty chickened out? Lu Pan scratched his forehead. If someone said the Jade Emperor had backed down after Monkey beat him up, he would believe it. But Qin Fen backing down from a fight with the Ghost Emperors? That sounded less plausible than a sow climbing a tree. Who was he? The Heavenly Court's number-one schemer, the Beacon of the Sea of Bitterness, the sworn enemy of Imperial Lords. Fighting Imperial Lords and Saints was practically his daily routine, but now he was scared of a few Golden Immortals? What a lie.
Whatever anyone else believed, Ksitigarbha certainly didn't buy it. Good grief, his teacher had been ruthless when tormenting him. How could he possibly back down?
Nobody believed it. Even the Four Great Ghost Emperors were bewildered, with the same thought surfacing in their minds: Was he about to pull another stunt?
"Does Mount Tai even exist anymore?" Qin Fen sounded perfectly casual, but an ordinary person would never dare say those words.
Why? Because they offended people. Huang Feihu's appointment as the Mount Tai God had been ordained by heaven; he was a mighty figure from the Investiture of the Gods, and the Four Great Ghost Emperors had also been generals back then. The Mount Tai Lineage's standing and divine offices in the Mortal Realm were exceptionally exalted-at the very pinnacle, one could say. Neither the Water Tribe of the Four Seas nor the Underworld could compare.
The reason was simple: it represented the Mortal Realm's rightful authority, the seat of its emperors! The Human Tribe's fortune gathered there, naturally making it unrivaled. Unfortunately, the immortal-mortal separation had happened!
Since the realms had been separated, could they still speak of Mount Tai? Yes, but the current Mount Tai had been created by Huang Feihu. However closely