C569 â Why Wouldnât I dare to Attack You?
âWutian? Is there really a family with that name?â
Clearly, the allure of this question paled in comparison to the sizzling meat on the grill.
Despite undergoing Zhang Xuanâs treatment, the meat still retained a hint of sourness. For Zhang Xuan and Luhuang, who hadnât tasted meat in a while, this was already quite a treat.
The burly man clearly relished the flavor of the grilled meat. Despite his continued graceful eating manner, his pace wasnât far behind.
The duo, along with the bird, consumed their meal rapidly. Even after finishing, Luhuangâs appetite remained unsatisfied.
âCatching this stuff isnât a simple task. Otherwise, Iâd feast enough for a year today!â
Luhuang patted his stomach with his wings, expressing a touch of disappointment.
Below the Cerberus level, the Great Taoist Master didnât have much flesh on his body. Those at the Monarch Stage could devour him effortlessly. Only the meat of a Heavenly King could just about cover their whole body.
Saying this, he shot an annoyed look at the burly man. If this guy hadnât suddenly joined them, the meat wouldâve been sufficient for him and Zhang Xuan.
The burly man mulled it over for a moment before responding, âStay here!â
With that said, a passage materialized and the burly man vanished.
âGosh, this fellow is also an expert!â Luhuangâs feathers bristled, eyes fixed on the spot where the hefty man had stood. He was deeply contemplative, swaying back and forth.
Zhang Xuan gazed at Luhuang in silence and said, âIf he had low strength, would he dare enter the Burial World? Look at your master and youâll get an idea. Heâs been hiding out in the valley every day, hoping to transform into a⊠well, never mind.â
While he spoke, the sound of footsteps returned. The burly man had come back with several bastards in hand.
âWow, youâre truly something else! You managed to find living creatures in this barren world! Zhang Xuan, letâs get that soup boiling!â
An hour later, after two men and a bird had their fill, the burly man finally turned to Zhang Xuan, pointing at Luhuang.
âThis birdâs gotta go, but Iâll give you a chance. Hand over Mount Tai to me, and I can offer you the role of my personal cook!â
The burly manâs tone was composed, yet it carried an undeniable weight.
This statement left Zhang Xuan and Luhuang, who were just about to greet the burly man and depart, completely dumbstruck.
Luhuang, in particular, was taken aback. After a moment of stunned silence, he started sensing that something was amiss.
He gazed at the robust man in a daze. âAre you out of your mind?â
The plan was to share a meal, but right after they finished eating, the other party declared their intention to kill him. If that didnât indicate idiocy, what did?
Wasnât this shift in attitude far too abrupt?
The robust man seemed somewhat unused to being berated. He directed his gaze at Luhuang and, without hesitation, extended his hand in a manner that implied he wished to crush Luhuang.
However, his scrutiny of Luhuang was brief. His focus quickly returned to Zhang Xuan.
Astonishingly, he couldnât detect the Qi of Mount Tai. What did this signify? Mount Tai had evidently been fully refined.
Unlike Gou Chen, who, despite refining, still emitted a faint trace of escaping Qi.
âIf you hand over Mount Tai to me, I guarantee your safety!â
âOh, youâre Death Monarch Wutian from that group?â
It made sense why Ji Wuming and the others feared Death Monarch Wutian so much. How could this person possibly be a Death Monarch?
He had to be a Heavenly King!
Luhuang appeared on Zhang Xuanâs shoulder, âSilly bird, kill him for me!â
As he spoke, Luhuang stared at Wutian. âYou want to kill me? Have you asked Zhang Xuan?â
âHe canât protect you!â
Wutian was not angry, as if he was telling the truth.
âEven Gou Chen can run as fast as he can when he sees me. Gou Chen is your master, right? Do you think you can do what your master canât?â
Wutian said word by word to Zhang Xuan.
Zhang Xuan really didnât like Death Monarch Wutianâs calm and composed look when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him. He was very arrogant and pretentious, but at the same time, he deserved a beating.
Therefore, Zhang Xuan moved. Lightning flashed and a palm gently met it.
Death Monarch Wutian still had a smile on his face.
Zhang Xuan thought for a while. After all, they had eaten together, so he might as well give him a smile.
Therefore, Zhang Xuan also smiled. At the same time, his lips moved slightly, âTyrannical Domain!â
Just as Death Monarch Wutianâs fist was about to hit Zhang Xuanâs body, an energy barrier suddenly covered the entire cave.
Death Monarch Wutianâs fist, which was as big as a sandbag, hit Zhang Xuanâs chest.
This punch was extremely powerful, it could even shatter a small world.
Zhang Xuanâs Palm of Thunder struck at the same time.
Death Monarch Wutian sneered. In the next moment, his smile froze on his face.
Death Monarch Wutianâs sandbag sized fist collided with Zhang Xuanâs palm.
Zhang Xuan stood still on the spot, but Death Monarch Wutian was sent flying and crashed into the stone wall of the cave.
Dust flew in the air, and a dull roar was heard.
Luhuang felt as if his eardrums had been broken by this sound.
A warm, salty sensation reached his nose and mouth. Wiping his lips, he was surprised to find blood on his fingers.
Right after his angry outburst, a sensation of dizziness enveloped him, and his thoughts became muddled. He staggered, nearly losing his balance on Zhang Xuanâs shoulder.
Death Monarch Wutian emerged from the stone wall, staring at Zhang Xuan in disbelief, his eyes reflecting astonishment.
In his mind, he deemed it implausible. Zhang Xuan had just advanced to the Imperial Emperor realm in terms of Qi.
Such strength appeared insignificant in his presence. Those who merited his attention were at least at the Imperial Emperor Peak Stage.
Had it not been for Zhang Xuanâs exceptional culinary skills, individuals like him would never catch his eye.
For the first time, Death Monarch Wutianâs expression turned serious. He gazed at Zhang Xuan, trying to fathom what had just transpired.
He held the status of a Heavenly King expert, and when confronting an Imperial Emperor, he should have been the overwhelming force.
However, the roles seemed to have reversed.
Could it be that the person before him was also a Heavenly King from the Burial World?
The more he pondered, the more certain he became of his conjecture.
At the Heavenly King level, the distinction between them and other living beings blurred. Was it conceivable that Zhang Xuan wasnât a Qi and blood entity, but rather a Heavenly King?
Sighing inwardly, Death Monarch Wutian reflected on his situation. He had arrived here intending to seize Mount Tai, yet the other party had preoccupied the treasure. Initiating another move seemed futile.
âNow that the treasure has fallen into your handsâŠâ
Before Death Monarch Wutian could complete his sentence, Zhang Xuan vanished from his sight.
Death Monarch Wutianâs expression twisted into a grimace, and he was momentarily taken aback.
âYouâre audacious enough to strike me?â
In response, Zhang Xuanâs palm met Wutianâs cheek, propelling him through the air. Over ten of his teeth were dislodged, while a distinct palm imprint remained on his face.
âYou truly have the nerve to strike me?!â
Death Monarch Wutian gawked at Zhang Xuan in disbelief.
Without a word, Zhang Xuan acted once more. His palm connected with Death Monarch Wutianâs face, causing him to soar through the air once more.
âWhy wouldnât I dare to attack you?â