Early on the second morning after Gu Chenfeng caused an uproar on Golden Saint Peak.
He received a summons from the true ruler of the Golden Ape Tribe, the Golden Ape King, Kuiyu.
And in a magnificent, glittering palace at the summit of Golden Saint Peak, he met this Demon Race powerhouse.
There were two royal seats in the great hall, one primary and one secondary.
Tie Kuang occupied the secondary seat, while Kuiyu occupied the primary one.
This Golden Ape King looked very different from what Gu Chenfeng had imagined.
Seated on that enormous golden throne was actually a stooped old man with sparse white hair and a face covered in wrinkles.
Though clad in luxurious golden robes, he could not conceal the decline of his blood qi, looking like an old man whose candle was guttering in the wind.
Yet Gu Chenfeng could sense an astonishing power hidden within this seemingly aged body, his strength far surpassing Tie Kuang's.
The instant those cloudy eyes fixed on Gu Chenfeng, he sensed an immense force of divine sense enveloping him, secretly probing him.
But Gu Chenfeng was not worried. His disguise was perfect; a Source Emperor Realm powerhouse could not possibly see through it.
Moreover, his divine sense was no weaker than the Golden Ape King's, and was even stronger.
Sure enough, after probing him for a while, Kuiyu withdrew his divine sense, and a smile appeared on his aged face.
"You must be Han Heavenly Journey, the envoy sent by Sect Master Ye.
"I have been cultivating in seclusion all this time and only emerged today. Please forgive any neglect in my hospitality, Fellow Daoist Han."
Gu Chenfeng hurriedly cupped his hands in greeting.
"Not at all, not at all. I was simply anxious because of my assignment and