After Ming Xiao left, a group of friends turned their heads to look at Ling Yu, their eyes full of worried looks. They knew that these Star Sea powerhouses were only the Holy Emperor's Son, and the initiator of this grand event was the Holy Emperor, although they were in the Huaxia Continent, but now that the Martial Arts Era had begun, as the host, they did not occupy the so-called host advantage. If Ling Yu had a conflict with Ming Xiao and the others at the party, the Holy Emperor would definitely favor the Xinghai powerhouse, and at that time, Ling Yu's situation would be very bad. The cultivation of the Holy Emperor and the Star Sea powerhouse was very high, and compared to them, Ling Yu seemed to be alone.

"Brother Ling, this gathering is actually not that important, otherwise, you don't go there yet. If you have time, you might as well enjoy the great rivers and mountains of China! In this way, Lao Tzu will not go to any party tomorrow, so let's go out for a walk. The enemy ghost pondered for a moment and said to Ling Yu.

"Yes, Brother Ling, it just so happens that we are not familiar with that Holy Prince, it is better for them to gather the powerhouses of the Star Sea to gather them, and we will gather ours. Our brothers drink wine and eat meat together, but it is much more comfortable than being with those miscellaneous fish in the sea of stars. Seeing that the enemy ghost spoke, Murong Changfeng also persuaded him.

"Yes, we are all idlers anyway, instead of going to the Land of Zen and drinking with the Holy Emperor and those Xinghai cultivators, it is better for a few of our brothers to drink and talk happily!" Hearing the words of the enemy ghost and Murong Changfeng, the remaining few people also opened their mouths one after another, and said to Ling Yu loudly with a proud face.

Hearing the words of several people, a warm color appeared on Ling Yu's face. He could see that these people were worried about their safety, so they chose to stand with him. Although he did not have a deep friendship with Gu Chenfeng, the enemy ghost and Leng Li, they had a friendship on the Phoenix Stage, and they were naturally very close.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I'm still going to go to the top of Tarzan. Moreover, I hope that when the time comes, you will not interfere in the affairs between me and the Holy Son of Xinghai. I have a grudge with them for a long time, and since the last time they invaded Huaxia, we have been in an endless relationship, and this grievance still has to be resolved by myself after all. Now the situation in China is still unclear, if you have a grudge against them again, then I am afraid that it will be the people of China who will suffer. Although I, Ling Yu, am not a good person, I also know the severity. So, everyone's kindness is appreciated in my heart. Ling Yu refused.

Ling Yu knew that the people he was going to face this time were not only the saints and saints in the sea of stars, but also those descendants of the saints of the ancient six realms. The Ancient Six Realms were in a neutral position relative to the Star Sea powerhouses and the Huaxia cultivators, but if they declared war on the Holy Sons and Holy Maidens of the Ten Thousand Souls Star Sea, they would not hesitate to choose the latter. In this way, he is in a very dangerous position. Moreover, there is also the emperor who hates the sky and is watching from the sidelines. They were Ling Yu's enemies, so Ling Yu didn't want to involve the ghosts and the others. This battle was unavoidable, and Ling Yu didn't want to retreat, he just wanted to have a big fight.

In fact, there was a very special reason why Ling Yu wanted to go to this party. When the Xinghai powerhouse invaded Huaxia, the two supremes of Taishan, Zhou Yin and Liheng, were killed by the Xinghai powerhouse. Now that they chose to meet in Mount Tai, Ling Yu's idea of avenging the two supremes was aroused. Of course, with Ling Yu's character, he would definitely not fight an unprepared battle. Although the cultivation of the Xinghai powerhouse is profound, Ling Yu is by no means an idle person. When Ling Yu left the Huoyang Temple a few days ago, the divine beast Vermilion Bird gave Ling Yu a furnace of Vermilion Bird Divine Fire, and with this furnace of Divine Fire, Ling Yu had a hole card for self-preservation.

Seeing Ling Yu's determined expression, everyone looked at each other and said no more. They knew Ling Yu's personality and knew that since he had made a decision, it would be difficult to change it. So, they had to bury that worry deep in their hearts and decide that if this battle was inevitable, they would fight for it.

In the early morning of the next day, Ling Yu and the others finished freshening up early, and a group of nine people stepped on the morning sun and marched in the direction of the Jade Emperor Peak. The Jade Emperor Peak is the top of the main peak of Mount Tai, also known as the Tianzhu Peak, and is the place where the Holy Emperor holds a party this time. The place of the meeting was set on the top of the Jade Emperor, and the scheming of the Holy Emperor could be seen.

There is no way to verify the time of the creation of the Jade Emperor Peak, but it can be concluded from the incense ash on the Jade Emperor Peak that this place was the place where the ancient emperors sacrificed to the sky. In front of the palace of the Jade Emperor Peak, there is the extreme top stone, which is the highest point of Mount Tai. There is the inscription of "ancient Dengfengtai" in the northwest of the extreme top stone, which shows that this is the place where the emperors of the past dynasties ascended the seal and set up an altar to worship the sky when they sealed Mount Tai. The east pavilion can see the "rising sun in the east", and the west pavilion can see the "Yellow River jade belt". Every morning and evening, when the sun and the moon meet, there is a morning glow purple gas on the top of the Jade Emperor that slowly flows into the sea of clouds from the eastern sky. Under the reflection of purple qi, the Buddha light on both sides of the sea of clouds flickered, and it was supernatural.

Ling Yu and the others were all cultivators, so they didn't feel how difficult it was when they climbed the mountain. However, as they approached the Jade Emperor Peak, they gradually felt that there was a coercion around them, and that kind of coercion was not like the cultivation fluctuations exuded by the strong, nor was it the terrifying killing intent permeated by the magic circle, but more like the will of heaven and earth blocking everyone's progress. On the way to the top of the Jade Emperor, Ling Yu had a very strange feeling, that is, his cultivation was extremely weak compared to this heaven and earth, when he looked up at Mount Tai, he couldn't help but want to bow down in his heart, that kind of piety came from the bones.

As if sensing the abnormality of the cultivators around him, Wu Dao shook his head with a smile and explained to everyone: "The coercion we feel now is caused by this heaven and earth, or the will exuded by Mount Tai. All things have spirits, and even weapons can derive weapon spirits, let alone the first mountain in China?"

Hearing Wu Dao's explanation, everyone nodded, they were cultivators, but they were convinced of these strange things in the eyes of ordinary people. Because they know that those seemingly unbelievable things are not rumors, but the result of the will of heaven and earth attached to a certain object.

When the nine people went all the way and arrived at the Jade Emperor Peak from Donglai Pavilion, it took less than an hour. When everyone came to the Jade Emperor Peak, they found that dozens of cultivators had gathered on the Jade Emperor Peak. Last night, Ming Xiao, Jin Yueshi, and Baili Linfeng, who were facing Ling Yu, sat together, and beside them was Youli, the Holy Son of the Netherworld. After a few days of not seeing, Youli's face became more and more gloomy. Ling Yu knew that it was because Youli's defender was killed by the Styx Ancestor, which caused a shadow in Youli's heart. Beside Youli, there is the descendant of the Buddha of all ages, Shengxuan Kongjian, and beside him is Feng Chanyi, the descendant of Yunteng Miaodao.

In addition to these Ten Thousand Star Holy Sons whom Ling Yu knew, sitting on the same side as them were Ling Yu's friend Xuanyuan Moli, the Holy Maiden Yueyin of Fanyin Valley, and other Star Sea powerhouses who didn't know Ling Yu. On the other side, there are the holy sons and holy daughters of the Six Realms of the Ancients. The leader is Hua Wunian, the heir of the Qinglong Realm, and beside him is Zhuge Miaoli, the saint of the Gou Chen Realm. Beside Zhuge Miaoli, it is the holy son of the ancient Ouyang family, Ouyang Emperor. In addition to these three people, Ye Qingxue, Beetle Shi, Xuan Wuji, and Lei Yan are also impressively listed. And the descendants of the immortal monks who walked with them before were not there.

On the side of the cultivators of the Ancient Six Realms, there were still many spare tables, which seemed to be prepared for Ling Yu and the others. Ling Yu looked around and found that there were nearly sixty tables here, about two feet high, three feet long, and one foot five wide. Tea and snacks are placed on the table, and behind the table is a round futon-like cushion. There are no more or no spare tables here, and there are exactly nine more, which seem to be prepared for Ling Yu and the others. And there were also many cultivators who Ling Yu didn't know, they included the powerhouses of the Star Sea, the cultivators in the Ancient Six Paths, and the cultivators of Huaxia.

Ling Yu looked around, then looked up at the high platform at the end of the two rows of tables. It is said to be a high platform, but it is a small stone platform that is half a foot higher than the place where everyone stopped. There were three tables on the stone platform, and behind each table sat a cultivator. And among these three people, Ling Yu only knew one of them, and that was his old rival Huangfu Hatetian. Huangfu hated the heavens on the far right, and on the far left was a monk dressed in white, this person was handsome, fair-skinned, and he seemed to care nothing, others complimented each other, only he was immersed in his own world, sipping fragrant tea. And the man in the middle was surrounded by a faint golden mist, making it impossible to see his true face. The man didn't make any movements, nor did he look at anyone. But it was such a cultivator who sat calmly that Ling Yu felt frightened. He knew that this man should be the Holy Emperor.

Because behind the man, there was a Taoist boy who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, who was the one who had been beaten by Ling Yu before. At this time, this Dao boy was respectfully standing behind the man shrouded in golden mist, his eyes not squinting, and he was extremely humble. It was also from his state that Ling Yu deduced the Holy Prince's son.

To Ling Yu's surprise, Emperor Fu was able to sit on an equal footing with the Holy Prince. You must know that when the Ten Thousand Star powerhouses invaded Huaxia before, Huangfu Longchen couldn't even compete with Youli. Thinking of this, Ling Yu sensed it, and he was surprised to find that Huangfu hated the sky and was actually at the peak of the Void Realm.

Seeing Ling Yu and the others ascend to the top of the Jade Emperor, the Holy Emperor finally made a move, he slowly raised his head, looked at Ling Yu, and said: "It turns out that Brother Ling has arrived, you made us wait so hard! Bai Hua, why are you so ignorant, you go and get a table, put it on the left, and ask Brother Ling to take a seat." ”

The Holy Emperor said, signaling the position on the left with his eyes, that is, next to the strange man in white, and instructed the Dao boy named Bai Hua behind him. Although everyone couldn't see the face of the Holy Emperor clearly, when he spoke, people felt that his voice was like a mountain stream and a clear spring, which was very pleasant to the ear.

Hearing the words of the Holy Prince, Bai Hua didn't dare to slack off, he looked up at Ling Yu, a little jealousy flashed in his eyes, and then walked towards the main hall. It seems that the picture of Ling Yu beating him before still remains in Bai Hua's mind, bringing him an indelible shadow. And when the Holy Emperor said that he wanted to invite Ling Yu to take a seat, everyone on both sides looked up at Ling Yu one after another. Their eyes flashed with anger, jealousy, envy, and other looks. And the few people who hated Ling Yu revealed an undisguised murderous intent in their eyes after hearing the words of the Holy Prince. As for the other two people in the upper position, Huangfu Hatian just glanced at Ling Yu coldly, although there was a strong killing intent in his eyes, he didn't say anything. And the man in white on the far left, just glanced at Ling Yu lightly when the Holy Emperor's voice fell, his eyes were more or less curious, but he didn't say a word.

"I understand the kindness of the Holy Prince, but I am used to being free and casual, and I still sit comfortably below, in a high position, and I am easy to be remembered, and in the end, I may not know that I am plotted by the villain. Ling Yu glanced at the Emperor Fu Hate Heaven as he spoke, hugged his fist at the Holy Emperor, and said with a big grin.

Hearing Ling Yu's words, the Holy Emperor was not reluctant. He made a gesture of invitation to Ling Yu, and he stopped pressing. However, although the Holy Emperor did not say much, it did not mean that others would not say anything. When the conversation between the Holy Emperor and Ling Yu ended, someone really had a hard time with Ling Yu.

"Fortunately, you are self-aware, and not everyone is qualified to sit in the upper seat. Our Holy Prince's appointment to your seat is just a sign of humility, which shows that our Holy Prince convinces people with virtue. But if you really sit on the top seat, you will feel like a wild dog has entered the house. The speaker's words were extremely sarcastic.

Hearing that ridicule, Ling Yu's expression turned cold, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes. He knew it wouldn't be so calm today, but he didn't expect the storm to come so quickly. It seems that it is time for me to teach a lesson to those who don't know the height of the sky. He wants to let these Xinghai Holy Sons know that this is Huaxia.

Thinking of this, Ling Yu turned his head to look at the person who spoke, and said in a cold voice: "Ming Xiao, you really regard yourself as a holy son! I really don't want to deal with birdmen like you, but if you treat me disrespectfully today, I can't get used to you anymore." Originally, I wanted you to live a few more days, but now it seems that there is no need for that!"