"Emperor Mei, I’m worried that The Path of Demons will take this opportunity to completely purge all the experts."

Old Bai replied with a deep gaze.

Upon hearing this, Meisha was taken aback; the righteous path is currently weak.

The Path of Demons indeed has such power.

"We must be cautious when the time comes; we don’t know who will eliminate whom. I have confidence in Sect Master Wang."

Thinking of Wang Ye, her anxious heart settled down.

In her eyes, Wang Ye was like a great tree, and under this tree, she felt incredibly safe.

Wang Ye was like her Calming Pill.

As long as she stayed with Wang Ye, it would be difficult for her to die.

"Compared to Sect Master Wang, I trust Sect Master of the Rain Flower Sect, Zhang Pingshan, more. He has a mysterious treasure in his hands."

Old Bai mumbled to himself.

A hundred years ago, the Rain Flower Sect was still a small sect.

The first sect master was named Huang Naizi, a person who enjoyed borrowing money for misdeeds, accumulating huge debts.

Later, the sect master’s position passed into the hands of Zhang Pingshan.

When the Rain Flower Sect fell into Zhang Pingshan’s hands, it was poor and weak.

The entire Rain Flower Sect had only Zhang Pingshan, with only ten acres of barren mountain and a shabby thatched hut left by Huang Naizi.

However, thirty years later, the Rain Flower Sect had quietly become a major sect.

Now the Rain Flower Sect had no fewer than a thousand disciples, all of whom were beautiful women.

How could an ordinary person make a sect develop so rapidly?

The reason was only one, that Zhang Pingshan held a mysterious treasure.

Huang Naizi was a friend of Old Bai, and the two shared a deep friendship.

Old Bai understood Huang Naizi very well, and anyone he favored was certainly not ordinary.

Huang Naizi’s vision had always been excellent.

"It seems that Zhang Pingshan will also go to witness this grand battle."

Old Bai murmured to himself, following this person would ensure no major mishaps.

The Rain Flower Sect was situated among the mountains, a place with extraordinary feng shui.

Amidst lush mountains lay exquisite pavilions.

Sunlight shimmered on the pavilions, giving off a sacred aura from afar.

The entrance to the Rain Flower Sect was made of Ten Thousand Year Cold Jade.

There was no doubt that the spiritual energy of the ten thousand year cold jade was extremely abundant, allowing the disciples of the Rain Flower Sect to quickly enhance their strength.

Inside the Rain Flower Palace.

A young man sat cross-legged, golden threads of light encircling him.

The young man looked stern, with two deep folds extending from his nose to the corners of his mouth.

His entire body emitted an aura of menacing authority.

Due to the increasing strength of the Rain Flower Sect, the living standards of many disciples improved.

Zhang Pingshan also grew stout, with a large belly, resembling a prosperous middle-aged man; once he was a handsome youth.

Knock, knock, knock~

At this moment, a knocking sound was heard.

Hearing the knock, Zhang Pingshan slowly gathered the spiritual energy back into his dantian.

Then he opened his eyes, staring coldly at the door.

"The sect master is in seclusion, wasn’t I clear about not disturbing me?"

"Reporting to the sect master, something significant has happened in the Blackwater Secret Realm, I couldn’t avoid disturbing you."

An urgent voice came from outside the door.

Zhang Pingshan frowned deeply, exuding authority.

"If that’s the case, come in. I want to see what matters I must know about."

As his words fell, the door creaked open.

A woman even more voluptuous than Yang Huanyu walked in.

Her face was full of fat, clearly overnourished.

When Qin Meng entered the sect, she was still quite thin, but not long after joining, she became very plump.

Her figure was enough to make one’s heart race.

"Qin Meng, tell me in detail what happened outside."

Zhang Pingshan asked sternly, hands clasped behind his back.

Qin Meng quickly answered respectfully.

"Sect master, the Magic Emperor Tianyin is set to battle with Xiong Fengru and the sect master of Tianyong Mountain, Wang Ye. Wang Ye has sent invitations, calling upon all experts to witness this unparalleled battle."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Pingshan pondered for a long time before speaking.

"In that case, let’s go meet them."

"You four divine beasts, come out. I want to take you to watch the competition."

At that moment, a giant ant appeared in the pavilion.

This ant, as large as the pavilion itself, had a "king" character on its head. The Tiāngāng Divine Ant’s body was black, each leg as sharp as a deadly scythe.

A fiery glow shimmered between the layers of its wings.

Looking at this Tiāngāng Divine Ant, Zhang Pingshan’s face showed a hint of composure.

This was his divine beast, synthesized from a billion ants, now reaching the Chaos Realm in power.

With such a treasure by his side, he felt incredibly safe.

Moreover, he had three other divine beasts.

"Who is Xiong Fengru? I’ve never heard of his name."

He stood with his hands behind his back, gazing out the window, curious about Xiong Fengru, who dared to challenge Tianyin.

At this time, by the Maple Fragrance Lake.

Xiong Fengru was diligently cultivating, holding a piece of Ten Thousand Years Profound Iron.

This cold iron, incomparably hard, was an ideal material for forging divine swords, but in his hands, it was like clay, molded into various shapes.

Ultimately, this piece of profound iron was shaped into the likeness of Tianyin.

"Not bad, my strength has returned somewhat." 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Looking at the Tianyin statue in his hands, he nodded in satisfaction.

A confident smile curled at the corner of his mouth; if people saw the strength he possessed, they would surely be shocked.

After all, this was Ten Thousand Years Cold Jade, even experts in the Chaos Realm found it tough to damage this iron, yet he could easily reshape it.

"Not enough, still far from enough."

He shook his head slightly at the statue in his hands.

"Master instructed that only when this piece of Ten Thousand Years Profound Iron is pinched to the size of a red bean can the Heavenly Divine Handprint be considered mastered!"

"And now, this profound iron is as large as a fist."

Then he circulated his spiritual energy, pinching the Ten Thousand Years Profound Iron.

After three days, impurities were squeezed out from the profound iron.

"Haha, I’m so happy, I finally squeezed some impurities out."

Seeing the impurities fall to the ground, his eyes gleamed with joy, and his heart was filled with happiness.

Trembling slightly with excitement.

"A thousand years, I finally squeezed out some impurities, and my strength is greater than before."

He exclaimed with excitement.

Ah, today was delightful, having made progress, it was time to go out for a good meal.

He put away the Ten Thousand Years Profound Iron in his hands.

Then he went to the mirror to tidy himself up.

Thinking of himself a thousand years ago, he was an exceedingly handsome man of great charm.

However, in the past thousand years, he became utterly disheartened, neglecting even to trim his beard.

Thus, no one regarded him as a handsome man, and every woman who saw him kept her distance.

After tidying himself and completely shaving his beard, he walked out with confident strides.

Soon, he found himself in Dragon City.

Just while walking upstairs, he drew the attention of several beautiful young women.