Chapter 182

Chapter 182: Jiang Che’s Appearance

“Have you lost your mind? Should I, at the Great Master Realm, challenge a Saint Realm cultivator? Are you crazy, or am I?”

“Speaking of which, aren’t you the number one prodigy of the Ancient Imperial Clans? Why don’t you go out and show off!”

Taigu was one thing, with the Forbidden Zone backing him, but what was Jin Changhe? How could the Pure Yang Holy Son tolerate him?

“Oh, I forgot that you are no longer the so-called number one prodigy of the Ancient Imperial Clans. You were defeated by me a long time ago!” Pure Yang Holy Son had a look of sudden realization, his words dripping with sarcasm.

This made the crowd chuckle.

Being sharp-tongued is best left to Pure Yang Holy Land’s enemies.

Moreover, Jin Changhe was looking for trouble for no reason. Since the Pure Yang Holy Son wasn’t saying anything, why provoke him? Wasn’t this giving the Pure Yang Holy Son an opportunity?

“You…”

Jin Changhe was about to speak but was immediately interrupted by the Pure Yang Holy Son: “Don’t even think about suggesting another battle. You are not qualified for now. Only when you defeat the Golden Crow God Son can you talk to me!”

“Unless you achieve something notable, a defeated opponent is not worth my time for another fight!” Like a machine gun, Pure Yang Holy Son’s suppressed anger burst out all at once.

The powerful barrage left Jin Changhe unable to counter, almost making him vomit blood.

“What do you mean!” The Golden Crow God Son couldn’t sit still, hearing that Jin Changhe had to defeat him to challenge Pure Yang Holy Son.

Wasn’t this treating him like Jin Changhe?

“Just what the words mean! Are you an animal that can’t understand speech?”

“There’s no reason you shouldn’t, as divine sense should be enough to understand! Or is your brain not working properly!” Pure Yang Holy Son was on a rampage, not caring about the Ancient Imperial Clans.

Daring to step out meant seeking death. He offended everyone in turn.

In a pavilion nearby.

White Tiger God Son Bai Chen said indifferently, “This Jin Changhe really doesn’t learn. In such circumstances, he still seeks out the Pure Yang Holy Son, isn’t this inviting insults?”

“Moreover, the Pure Yang Holy Son has probably been holding back for a long time!”

He knew Jin Changhe wanted to provoke the Pure Yang Holy Son, hoping to incite his previous foul mouth and get him targeted by Taigu.

Such methods were too simple, if the Pure Yang Holy Son truly lacked intelligence, he would have already acted out instead of remaining silent.

Instead, Jin Changhe’s provocation gave Pure Yang Holy Son a perfect outlet for his pent-up frustration.

“Jin Changhe has never been known for his brains! If he had any, he wouldn’t have been suppressed by the Pure Yang Holy Son for so long!” The Vermillion Bird Goddess said calmly.

Taigu’s presence indeed attracted many prodigies. These top geniuses of the Nine Heavens Realm gathered together and even Huang Qingtian was here.

“Has the Primordial Holy Son not arrived yet?” Huang Qingtian, with a gentle demeanor like a noble young master, stood out with his unique temperament.

Compared to the childish antics of the Pure Yang Holy Son and Jin Changhe. He was more focused on Jiang Chen. His intuition told him that Jiang Chen would also come here.

“No news yet! Maybe he’ll come, maybe not!” Bai Chen was also uncertain.

There had been no news from the Primordial Holy Land.

“I heard that the so-called God Son of the Ye Family might also appear, but I don’t know his exact location!”

“I’ve never seen this once renowned top prodigy of the human race. I wonder if he lives up to the legend!” Bai Chen was slightly interested in these yet-to-appear prodigies.

Whether it was the God Son of the Ye Family or the Buddhist Son of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect, he paid close attention to them.

He wanted to see what was so special about these highly praised prodigies over the years. Would they be like the Primordial Holy Son? Or more like Qin Ershi.

Both intrigued him greatly.

“No news for now, maybe it’s just a rumor!” The Vermillion Bird Goddess shook her head.

She was also attracted by these rumors, but since coming here, she had never seen either of them.

“The Son of the Ye Family shouldn’t be too bad. He is probably stronger than Qin Ershi, but not excessively monstrous. At least, he won’t reach the heights of the Primordial Holy Son!”

“But I’m curious about the Buddhist Son of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect. It’s rumored that he has supreme wisdom roots, has been in deep cultivation in the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect for hundreds of years, his cultivation is unfathomable, and no one knows his exact strength.”

“Most likely, he is already a quasi-saint. He might be the only one who can currently battle the Primordial Holy Son!”

Huang Qingtian was now at the ninth level of the Great Master Realm. Only a step away from the quasi-saint realm, but this step had hindered him for several months, and he had been unable to break through.

Otherwise, he would have included himself. Without reaching the quasi-saint realm, he knew he couldn’t be a match for the Primordial Holy Son. He was well aware of this.

“The Buddhist Son?” Bai Chen and the Vermillion Bird Goddess’s eyes sparkled.

They had never seen these once highly regarded prodigies and were eager to meet them.

On the other side.

The Pure Yang Holy Son and Jin Changhe were arguing. Like two shrews in a market, they drew countless people’s attention.

Even Taigu was very annoyed. Not for any other reason, but these two were too annoying. Like two mosquitoes buzzing around his ears.

“Are the prodigies of the Nine Heavens Realm only good at arguing?” Taigu looked down on everyone, his tone filled with disdain and mockery: “If you have any skills, come out and fight me!”

“Let me see what makes you so special among the prodigies of the Nine Heavens Realm.”

Hearing this, Jin Changhe and Pure Yang Holy Son’s faces immediately turned ugly. This was practically pointing at their noses and cursing.

How could these proud individuals tolerate this?

Hmm!

Pure Yang Holy Son seemed to hear some news, his expression changed, the fear in his eyes disappeared, and he immediately cursed, “You old bastard, several hundred years old, challenging us who are less than a hundred years old, aren’t you ashamed?”

“A Saint Realm cultivator without the demeanor of a strong person, if you are truly capable, directly challenge the Saint King of the Golden Winged Peng Bird Clan, who was a top prodigy hundreds of years ago, once killed countless prodigies!”

“If you can defeat him, then you qualify to look down on us! If you can’t even defeat him, how do you have the right to look down on us?”

“If the difference in cultivation wasn’t so vast, I would definitely beat you into a pig’s head!” Pure Yang Holy Son spoke like a machine gun, saying everything in an instant.

Everyone was stunned, caught off guard, completely unprepared for this.

Has the Pure Yang Holy Son gone mad? Was he not afraid of death?

Taigu’s face turned black, infinite killing intent spreading out.

“What are you looking at? Did I hit a sore spot? You are just a cowardly, self-doubting person. If you were truly capable, you should challenge those monstrous talents of the Ancient Imperial Clans, not us.”

“You are far inferior to the Primordial Holy Son, who never bothered to challenge those weaker than him, but always those stronger!”

Well said.

The crowd felt a sense of relief, all in agreement.

Almost simultaneously, a cold voice sounded, “Are you slandering me again?”