Chapter 77

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Facing Zhao Hao, the leading Dongtang martial artist did not shrink back.

"Your Highness, if I am not mistaken, His Majesty ordered you to stay in Jingyang City. You are not to leave without his command."

"Why are you here now?"

Zhao Hao did not get angry when he heard this. He said calmly, "Naturally, I am worried about Father's injuries."

"I am proficient in medicine and alchemy, as you should know."

The Dongtang grandmaster countered, "So you dared to defy the great taboo and leave medicinal powder on His Majesty for tracking?"

Zhao Hao stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm. "Don't talk nonsense. I only recognize the scent of the Spirit Ghost Grass pollen, but I don't know why Father has it on him."

"However, it doesn't seem to be the time to argue over these trivial matters."

Zhao Hao glanced at Yan Zhaoge and Zhao Shicheng. "Treating Father is the most important thing right now; we can't afford to delay."

A martial artist from Cangmang Mountain beside him said solemnly, "I apologize."

As he spoke, a group of Cangmang Mountain martial artists surrounded the Dongtang people.

The Cangmang Mountain martial artists were numerous and stronger at the same level.

Even with the protection of the formation, the Dongtang side felt immense pressure.

Zhao Shicheng was unconscious, and Jingyang City was in chaos. The black fog from Zhenlong Abyss was also invading from the outside. The formation protecting everyone was already quite fragile.

Two Cangmang Mountain innate grandmasters took the lead, stabilizing the formation, while other Cangmang Mountain grandmasters began to enter the formation.

The Dongtang innate grandmaster had been assisting Yan Zhaoge in treating Zhao Shicheng.

Seeing this, he had to temporarily stop and prepare to stand up to face the enemy.

But before he could move, there were two "bang" sounds.

A large man stood in front of everyone, grabbing one person with each hand and directly throwing the two Cangmang Mountain martial artists who wanted to enter.

Ah Hu stood there as if nothing had happened.

He looked at the other side and grinned, "With my young master here, you are not needed. Please leave."

A Cangmang Mountain innate grandmaster saw Ah Hu's move and his eyes turned cold.

He stepped forward and pushed out a palm, the aura of his palm condensing like a mountain range.

For a moment, the scene before everyone's eyes seemed to completely change.

They were no longer in Zhenlong Abyss but in a mountainous area.

The surrounding mountains seemed to be pushed by someone, squeezing towards the center where everyone was.

The aura had a spirit, not just condensing into a weapon's edge, but transforming into a virtual world to suppress the enemy.

This was a technique only innate grandmasters, and at least mid-stage innate grandmasters, could use.

Ah Hu grinned, his usually simple smile now looking extremely fierce and cruel.

A long howl echoed, shaking the surroundings, as if a slumbering prehistoric beast had awakened, ferocious and evil.

The Cangmang Mountain people saw a huge black tiger appear before them.

The tiger's roar brought a violent tornado that spread in all directions.

The virtual world and towering mountains created by the Cangmang Mountain grandmaster's aura trembled and shattered under the terrifying storm.

The mountains collapsed in the face of the black nightmare hurricane sweeping in all directions.

The faces of the Cangmang Mountain martial artists turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and they cursed, "Innate grandmaster!"

"You, an innate grandmaster, serve as a servant. Aren't you ashamed?"

Even the Dongtang martial artists were shocked, finding it hard to believe.

The realm of grandmaster, including inner aura, outer aura, innate, and finally the realm of heaven-piercing.

Heaven-piercing grandmasters generally prepare for the realm of grandmaster and rarely appear in the world. Innate grandmasters are the peak of the grandmaster realm.

In Dongtang, and even throughout the entire Tiandong Continent, innate grandmasters are a force that cannot be underestimated.

In holy places like Guangcheng Mountain and Dari Holy Sect, the highest cultivation of the executive elders is that of innate grandmasters, most of whom are at the outer aura grandmaster level.

In Dongtang, many medium and small sects and family forces have leaders who are at most innate grandmasters, and many are even lower.

In the Dongtang Imperial Palace, innate grandmasters can serve as guest experts.

But now, there was an innate grandmaster, and at least a mid-stage innate grandmaster, who had been serving Yan Zhaoge, acting as his attendant.

Not just a bodyguard, but a servant who ran errands.

However, it was hard for everyone to reconcile the image of this fierce and terrifying man with the large, somewhat simple and slick figure who had been following Yan Zhaoge.

The Cangmang Mountain martial artist glared at Ah Hu with a green face. "If you served Yan Wudi, it would be one thing, but even if he is Yan Wudi's son, how can he make you bow and serve?"

"Where is your dignity? Where is your pride?"

Ah Hu scratched his ear, flicked his finger, and grinned. "I'm willing. What's it to you?"

Another Cangmang Mountain innate grandmaster leading the group also had a stern face. "I remember now."

"In the past, it was rumored that Yan Di traveled thousands of miles to save an old servant, even offending the Thunder Domain's holy place, the Heavenly Thunder Hall."

"But that old servant seemed to have died later, and Yan Di only brought back a child."

Ah Hu stopped smiling, his expression solemn. "That was my grandfather. I, Huang Huting, am that child."

Zhao Hao said coldly, "Your grandfather served as a slave to repay a favor, and you will serve the Yan family for life?"

"You are a born slave, unworthy of being a martial artist."

Ah Hu laughed. "You, a little thing, talking about worthiness? I could crush you with one hand."

"To me, you are not even worthy of speaking to my young master, let alone me."

Zhao Hao glared, his eyes flashing with cold light, but then he heard Ah Hu's roar.

The violent aura shook him, making his eyes see stars and blood flow from his nose and mouth.

No matter how high his cultivation, how profound his insight, how strong his inner aura, and how powerful his combat ability at the same level, it was no match for the overwhelming cultivation gap.

It was like a scholar meeting a soldier, unable to reason.

Not just Zhao Hao, but the other Cangmang Mountain martial artists also felt dizzy and disoriented.

The two Cangmang Mountain innate grandmasters roared together, making Ah Hu's roar less piercing.

Their faces were green, and they had no patience to argue with Ah Hu. They immediately flew up and attacked him together.

Ah Hu laughed coldly, like a beast ready to devour its prey. He did not retreat, facing both of them.

The Dongtang martial artists wanted to help but found that Ah Hu was handling the situation with ease.

"His opponent is not an ordinary sect martial artist, but someone from the holy mountain Cangmang."

The Dongtang martial artists were stunned, swallowing their saliva, finding it hard to believe.

The Cangmang Mountain people were even more furious. "This is a Yan family servant?"

At this moment, a terrifying aura suddenly appeared.

Ah Hu's expression turned serious, while the Cangmang Mountain martial artists all showed joy. "Elder He has arrived."

There was no room for pretense; the terrifying aura of a grandmaster instantly dominated the scene.

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