Strongest Immortal Emperor in City

Yun Lan shouted crazily. His body was covered in golden light, trying to scare Ye Chen, but the latter remained unmoved.    

    

"Is that so? But you will never see that scene."    

    

Ye Chen said faintly and stomped down again. This was the last Life Substituting Divine Talisman Yun Lan had. Once he died, he would never be able to revive again.    

    

But at this time, an old voice suddenly sounded in the void, "Fellow Daoists, please stop."    

    

That voice seemed to come from the deepest part of the universe. It was filled with endless vicissitudes of life and vastness, like the voice of a god. It was very light, but it echoed in the ears of everyone on Earth.    

    

At that moment, everyone turned their heads at the same time. Even the outer realm Nascent Infant were stunned.    

    

"What's going on? Why did the Grand Sect send someone here? But since Divine Son has died in battle, who else can come? It can't be true immortals who came here personally, right? "    

    

Only Chonglou's pupils suddenly shrank.    

    

Nan Jue, who had already flown out of the moon, narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "They are here."    

    

Bai Xiaoxuan turned her head and looked at the earth. She knew that this might be the last time in her life that she would see Ye Chen and his hometown. When she thought of what Nan Jue said, there was only despair left in her heart.    

    

The so-called seven great Divine Son were just a small group of vanguards. The true strength of the Taoism of True Immortal had only been revealed at this moment. In the face of such a huge pressure, a person's strength was just too weak. Too lowly, so lowly that he didn't even have the right to resist...    

    

Many rogue cultivators from the Sea of Stars who were escaping from Earth couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh, "Why bother? Struggling with all their might, in the end, they can only turn into a pile of dirt."    

    

As they sighed, their expressions became more and more bitter.    

    

These rogue cultivators also lived in the cracks of the Grand Sect of the Star Sea's prestige. Although they had nothing to do with Earth and looked down on this abandoned planet, at this moment, they could not help feeling sad for the death of a rabbit.    

    

...    

    

Chonglou was shocked, Mo Luo was shocked, many Nascent Infant were confused, and countless people on Earth were confused. Yun Lan's face was filled with wild joy.    

    

Ye Chen turned his head and saw an old man slowly walking towards him from the depths of the universe.    

    

The old man came from the darkness, wearing cloth clothes. His clothes were sewn and mended, piece by piece, he looked like a beggar's robe. The old man's appearance was also incomparably withered, his skin like old tree bark. His skin was even rougher than Mu Xiao's, and his vital energy and blood had long deteriorated to the extreme. He didn't even feel the slightest bit of aura, as if he was a dying man on the verge of death.    

    

But this Emaciated Old Man, with every step he took, spanned hundreds of thousands of miles. The desolate and cold universe beneath his feet was like a flat piece of land. Behind him, followed by three golden figures, Divine Son. Each of the Divine Son's cultivation base was not inferior to Yun Lan's. In fact, they were even stronger than ___. However, these three Divine Son were bowing before him. They respectfully followed behind the old man.    

    

"Cough cough, Fellow Daoists, please stop. For my sake, please spare Lan-er. He's just a child, and for a moment, he's willful and mischievous. If you offend him in any way, I will apologize to you."    

    

The old man lightly coughed and spoke slowly.    

    

"Ancestor Tai Xuan, ask for help to save Lan-er!"    

    

Yun Lan shouted crazily.    

    

"You evil creature, you think you are invincible just because you have cultivated for three thousand years. Now that you have met someone from outside the heavens, you should know how powerful you are."    

    

The old man scolded loudly, as if he was scolding his grandson.    

    

Yun Lan lowered his head, submissive and submissive. How could this arrogant and unruly Great Divine Son of Golden Crow Sect not have a shred of arrogance left in him? He was like a student listening to a lecture from a junior.    

    

However, everyone who saw this scene felt a chill in their hearts.    

    

On Earth, the Great Ancestor, the Great Ancestor, and the Great Ancestor were regarded as nine generations of elders. The great ancestors were already the oldest, they had to go back to the ninth generation, the grandfather of the grandfather...    

    

And what was the Great Ancestor?    

    

Emaciated Old Man had already opened his mouth to dispel the doubts.    

    

"So that Fellow Daoists can know that this good-for-nothing creature is the 73rd generation grandson of the Great Mystery. I have been infatuated with him for so many years. Among the younger generation, this kid is the only one who still has some prospects. If he dies, then there will really be no successors for this old man's bloodline. Therefore, he shamelessly begged Fellow Daoists to be magnanimous and let him go. If Fellow Daoists has any requests, feel free to tell me. This old man can agree to them."    

    

The old man dressed in cloth clothing had a sincere expression and his tone was sincere.    

    

"Hiss -!"    

    

But many people felt a chill run down their spines.    

    

Yun Lan was already 3000 years old, but he was the 73rd generation grandson of the old man. Even if the people in the universe married late and developed later, a hundred years counted as a generation, it would still be 76,000 years. And how old was the old man himself?    

    

Countless Nascent Infant Cultivator who knew the truth were so shocked that their scalps turned numb.    

    

Previously, Old Ancestor Youmu from the Medicine King Sect had lived for more than twenty thousand years, and he was known as an old undying. Venerable Roc had relied on his racial talent to live for thirty thousand years, and he had even reached the Peak Nascent Infant Stage.    

    

This old man who had lived for who knew how many years, and had lived for at least seventy to eighty thousand years, how terrifying was he? A Quasi-True Immortal, or a true True Immortal?    

    

Everyone's hearts were heavy. For a moment, the entire Earth fell into an endless silence.    

    

...    

    

In the universe, after the old man finished speaking, the entire world fell silent. Everyone looked up at Ye Chen, who was stepping on Yun Lan, and the old man who was bowing slightly and speaking in a sincere tone.    

    

No one dared to speak anymore. The old man looked at half of his body that was buried in the ground. Every step he took caused his body to shake. He looked like he was about to suffocate, but he was really unfathomable. Just his age alone was enough to scare people to the extreme.    

    

The old man saw that Ye Chen didn't say anything, so he smiled.    

    

"Fellow Taoist Ye's strength is indeed beyond my imagination. When I was Fellow Taoist Ye's age, I was far from being as powerful as Fellow Daoists. However, his physique was comparable to a True Immortal's, and his body was filled with incredible magical power. When I saw Fellow Daoists and those few youngsters fight, those old fellows even made a bet with me. They said that Fellow Daoists would lose. Now, all of them have lost to me, and some of them have even lost a star mine. Therefore, Fellow Daoists said whatever he wanted."    

    

"Hmph!"    

    

In the depths of the universe, there seemed to be a few faint and inconspicuous snorts.    

    

The old man in cloth clothing seemed to not notice and continued to laugh:    

    

"This old man has lived for so many years, it can be said that he has achieved nothing. My big brother, who has always been talented, has followed my father to prove his great path. He loves sword arts. Second Brother, who is known as the Sword Trial in the Galaxy, has also won the title of Sword Immortal. Even the exquisite fifth brother has become the Young Master of the Golden Crow Sect. Only I, this old man, managed to live for a few more years. I have saved some treasures, and in the Sea of Stars, I have a slight reputation for collecting treasures. Fellow Taoist Ye didn't need to be polite. Whatever you want, you can tell this old man. It's negotiable."    

    

After he finished speaking, he made a grabbing motion in the air.    

    

"Buzz, buzz, buzz -!"    

    

An immortal sword shining with a golden Divine Light came from the depths of the universe and landed in his palm. It was the Quasi-Immortal Treasure, Loong Yao.    

    

This Quasi-Immortal Treasure sword was wild and unruly in Yun Lan's hand. Even with Yun Lan's strength, he could only attack with two or three strikes. However, in the hands of the old man, it was glowing with a soft golden light. It looked very tame, as if this sword belonged to him in the first place.