Godly Stay-Home Dad

Chapter 976 Immortal King Zhang!

"He has a supernatural power, too? His secret skill isn't bad either."

Nan Wu looked at the crowd and sneered. "But it's still not enough!"

"Sky-trapping Mirror!"

"Dark Music Bow!"

"Kaboom!"

Assisted by the Sky-trapping Mirror, the Dark Sound Bow shot out an arrow that appeared to be made of ice. Carrying overwhelming pressure, the arrow shot straight at Dong Chen.

"Four Symbols Formation, Black Tortoise Formation!"

Dong Chen ran his Cultivation Method, Four Symbols Sea. Along with his 18 cards, he launched a secret skill.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

However, those cards were still much inferior to the two sixth-tier treasures. With a series of muffled thuds, Dong Chen's defense was cracked!

The power of the ice arrow also was neutralized by half, but the other half of its energy caused Dong Chen to fly dozens of meters backward and spit out a mouthful of blood.

There was also a trace of disbelief in Dong Chen's eyes.

"He's so strong!" he marveled inwardly.

Upon seeing this scene, Su Changxiu and the others nodded to themselves.

"Nan Wu can fire the Dark Ice Arrow. It seems that he has mastered the Dark Music Bow for some time."

"If we just come down with ordinary weapons, we may not be able to take down the Heavenly Knights Sect. But now, the Heavenly Knights Sect has no chance against us at all."

"Their demise is imminent. But they do have some great talents. Pity that they have to die, too."

"…"

The progress of the matter was basically the same as what they had discussed before.

"Bang, bang, bang…"

Deafening whams sounded at short intervals.

Every time Nan Wu fired an arrow, he injured one person. Although his strikes were not lethal yet, with time, he surely could tear all his enemies into pieces.

"Go inform Han! Quick!"

Dong Chen's scalp was a little numb. He knew that he and his fellows were really unable to stop those people. Now, he could only tell Zhang Han to come quickly. Before coming here, they had talked with Zhang Han, saying that they wanted to try out their skills now that they were a half-step to the Elixir Realm. After all, these people in the Kunlun Immortal World were also a half-step to the Elixir Realm. It was really hard to say which side was stronger. What was more, Mengmeng had a Space Portal with her. If something went wrong, Zhang Han could go through the Space Portal and get to the battlefield in the blink of an eye.

"You're gonna find help?"

Nan Wu's eyes were aloof.

"It won't work. A mere secular martial artist like you guys can't pose any threat to me."

"Swoosh!"

As he spoke, an ice arrow shot out. Finally, he started to kill.

"Elder Du!"

Sect Leader Mu's pupils contracted as he cried out in shock, but it was too late to save Elder Du's life.

Swirls of cold and solemn air pervaded the field.

They didn't expect that the martial artists of the Holy World would have such powerful means. If those martial artists were all just as strong as the last group who came down here, like Nan San and the others, they wouldn't even need to send too many people to destroy them.

But now, Nan Wu seemed to be the tiebreaker. With two rare sixth-tier treasures in possession, he was invincible across the field!

"Hehe."

As if taking a stroll in the air, Nan Wu slowly advanced toward them.

"You can't escape."

"Hold on!"

At this moment, Bai Ruoqing suddenly stood up and looked at Mu Xue with a calm face.

"Now that you and your sect are about to be destroyed, you can choose to join our Falling Flowers Sect to avoid death. This is your last chance. I believe that Prince Nan Feng wouldn't object for the sake of our Falling Flowers Sect."

As she spoke, she took a look at Nan Wu. Sure enough, he frowned slightly but did not say anything. Indeed, he had to give her face.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Everyone shifted their eyes to Mu Xue and wondered what choice she would make.

Many people thought that she should choose to join another sect to save her life because the Heavenly Knights Sect would definitely be defeated. However, some turned up their noses at that thought.

"Giggles…"

To everyone's surprise, not only didn't Mu Xue agree but she also sniggered with humor. She then said, "How could you people destroy us with your little power? When my master arrives, he'll kill you all!"

"He wouldn't have the nerve to come," Nan Wu said, his eyes full of contempt. "He is even more afraid of death than you now that he's gone that far with his cultivation. At this time, he may have already fled to the Ancient Mine."

"Your Majesty, he is too arrogant," Si Nan glared at Nan Wu with annoyance and then said to Lord Nan Shan.

"Never mind. Let's wait for Zhang Hanyang to come." Lord Nan Shan shook his head slightly, having no intention to get involved in this matter.

The main reason was that since Zhang Han was not here, he did not dare to go all out in the fight. If he accidentally triggered the suppression set by Zhang Han, he would be crushed by the force of heaven and earth.

"How ignorant!"

Nan Wu drew the bow to the extreme again and shot a total of eight arrows at Mu Xue. This strike was more powerful than the one he launched against Sect Leader Mu. "Since you always say that your master is the strongest, I will kill you to see what he can do about this."

His voice, which was filled with murderous intent, spread throughout the entire Kunlun Mountain Range. For a moment, everyone was daunted and perturbed by this dreadful voice.

Just as Rong Jiali was about to call Zhang Han…

"Who are you going to kill?"

"Crack!"

The eight ice arrows were suddenly snapped by a streak of light. With a series of muffled bangs, the violent energy turned into gusts of strong wind and swept in all directions.

Following the intense energy fluctuations was that cool voice, which lingered over the entire field!

"Hiss!"

"Zhang Hanyang?"

"Is he finally here?"

Everyone's bodies and minds tensed up! They all looked around, searching for that one figure.

Even Nan Wu furrowed his brows. It was not easy to break his eight ice arrows in one breath.

Like one's shadow, one's reputation was hard to shake off. Everyone present knew that no one but Zhang Hanyan could kill cultivators of the Kunlun Immortal World.

Almost everyone, including Su Changxiu, Bai Ruoqing, had a look of vigilance in their eyes.

Because they all believed that the most important fight was about to be staged.

However, the look on Mu Xue's face was not pleasantly surprised but confused.

"The voice I heard just now… isn't Master either!

"If Master had come, he would kill Nan Wu first before anything.

"Then who else could it be if it isn't Master?"

Sect Leader Mu, Sect Leader Jiang, and the others were also a little baffled.

However, Zhang Guangyou shuddered from head to foot and his eyes widened in astonishment. He looked at the passage leading to the Kunlun Immortal World with surprise and joy. Rong Jiali had also put down her mobile phone, for she had also recognized that voice!

Dong Chen, the Third Elder, and the others also seemed to have recognized the voice. Their eyes were fixed on the entrance of the passage. They knew very clearly that perhaps the next second, their big brother, whom they hadn't seen for a long time, might appear!

"Swish!"

Nan Wu's eyes fiercely swept across the field. Suddenly, he sensed that the energy in the passage behind him was raging, and a strong wave of energy was coming out.

His pupils contracted.

Before he had time to think about it, he retreated rapidly and exclaimed, "Look out!"

"Screech!"

The shrill sound wave filled the place, and a snake-like green willow branch appeared and disappeared in a fraction of a second. Then, it reappeared and charged at Nan Wu with crushing force.

At this point, Nan Wu didn't have much time to think. Still, he was an experienced martial artist. He grabbed the Sky-trapping Mirror next to him and placed it in front of him. The mirror grew larger and larger, shielding him from the danger.

The second function of this mirror was to reflect the energy of the enemy's attack.

But that snake-like green willow branch was not a wave of energy. It was a real willow branch.

"Thump!"

The muffled collision was earth-shattering. After taking this blow, Nan Wu stumbled dozens of meters backward, and the impact caused his blood and qi to surge despite his control.

"Who is it?"

Nan Wu's face was dreadfully somber. His eyes were fixed intently on the passage.

"Swoosh!"

One man came out, and then the second, the third…

More than 30 figures appeared out of the passage in no time, led by a man with short white hair and a resolute face. He was wearing a gray cloth gown and looked to be about 50 or 60 years old.

"Zhang Mu!"

Nan Wu's expression changed slightly. "You've come down here as well? Don't tell me you've given up on the Deep Valley, have you?"

"I came down this time to kill."

Zhang Mu's tone was cold. He looked around at the members of the major sects in the Kunlun Immortal World, then glanced at Nan Wu and his man before finally fixing his eyes on Zhang Guangyou and his force. His eyes also showed tenderness when he saw them.

"Father!"

The rims of Zhang Guangyou's eyes turned a little red, while Rong Jiali bit her lip and cried with joy.

Finally, they met again.

"Brother Mu!"

Dong Chen, the Third Elder, and the others all called to greet him.

"Sect Master!"

"Big Brother!"

"…"

Since they joined Zhang Han's league at different times, so the ways they called Zhang Mu were also different.

"Immortal King Zhang!"

Sect Leader Mu, Sect Leader Jiang, and the others all cupped their hands before their chests in greeting.

"It's been years. But Immortal King Zhang is still as robust as before."

"Now that Immortal King Zhang has returned, we can put our minds at ease."

Zhang Mu did not come here alone. There were more than 30 people behind him, and each of them had a strong and profound aura. There was no doubt that these people were all powerful martial artists.

"Eh?"

Mengmeng was still very nervous. When she saw the battle was suspended, she looked at her Grandpa and Grandma next to her and asked under her breath, "Grandma, is he my Great-Grandpa?"

As Mengmeng had only heard about Zhang Mu but never seen him before, her eyes were filled with both nervousness and curiosity.

"Yes."

Rong Jiali wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and then took Mengmeng's hand.

"Dad, this is my granddaughter and your great-granddaughter. Mengmeng, call him Great-Grandpa."

"Oh, um, Great-Grandpa, nice to meet you," Mengmeng said, waving her left hand to Zhang Mu.

"My great-granddaughter?"

Zhang Mu was stunned for a moment, and then he became a little surprised. He sighed with emotion and said, "She is Zhang Han's daughter. Zhang Han… is already married."

"And Zhang Li has all grown up as well."

Hearing that, Zhang Mu turned to look at Zhang Li at the rear.

"Grand… Grandpa… Mu."

Zhang Li almost called him Old Mr. Mu. She was not used to the situation yet. After all, over the past few years, her grandfather had never been in her life.

She wondered how strong the Wind Snow School was in the past to make him walk on eggshells like that.

"Nice to see you, too."

Zhang Mu smiled at Mengmeng. But quickly, he swiveled his eyes away toward Nan Wu and his men, his murderous intent beginning to boil.

"Let's kill them first before we catch up on one another."

"Whiz, whiz, whiz!"

Zhang Mu and the more than 30 people behind him moved at the same time. They quickly flew toward Nan Wu and his men. A new round of the fierce battle was on.

All sorts of colorful light shot out endlessly. All types of energy fluctuations and powerful auras filled the mountain range, as though they were going to destroy this whole place.

Many of the surrounding martial artists almost forgot to breathe when watching the battle.

"Who is Immortal King Zhang on earth? He's remarkably strong!"

Many secular martial artists with relatively low strength started to murmur in awe.

"The weapon in his hand is actually a piece of willow branch? It looks very powerful. Every time he brandishes it, it moves so quickly that its glow becomes a blur of gorgeous rays of radiating sunshine. What kind of treasure is that?"

"Just now, Nan Wu's side was still invincible and had the Heavenly Knights Sect at their mercy. But now, oh my God, they probably can't withstand the blows for long. How could Immortal King Zhang himself be so powerful?"

"I've never thought that a single willow branch could be such a strong weapon. Even the Sky-trapping Mirror and the Dark Music Bow can't beat it!"

Not only the secular martial artists but also the Kunlun cultivators were rendered a little lightheaded by the fight.

"Although Nan Wu himself is not as strong as Zhang Mu in the Kunlun Immortal World, he has two kinds of sixth-tier spirit treasures now. How could he still be beaten so badly by Zhang Mu?"

"It seems that Zhang Mu's strength has improved again. Nan Wu and Zhang Mu are both at the Late-Stage of the Elixir Realm. They are also powerful figures in the Kunlun Immortal World and even have a chance to reach the peak in the future. However, I did not expect that in the inferior world, Zhang Mu is actually so much stronger than Nan Wu."

In the Kunlun Immortal World, the Elixir Realm was divided into the Early-Stage, Middle-Stage, Late-Stage, and Peak Stage. To proceed from the lower stage to the higher ones was all up to one's talent. Those at the Late-Stage of the Elixir Realm were the mainstay. And it was not until one reached the Peak Stage that one had the capital to establish a sect. Except for the old freaks at the top of the pyramid, those at the Peak Stage of the Elixir Realm were the people in charge.

"When they come to the inferior world, their strength will be proportional to their comprehension and proficiency of secret skills and supernatural powers. This is the reason why among a group of people who are all a half-step to the Elixir Realm, some can even fight with ordinary martial artists who have just entered the Elixir Realm, while some can't. Obviously, Zhang Mu's comprehension of the powers and his aptitude are better than Nan Wu's. Maybe only Nan Qi can defeat him."

"If Zhang Mu was not powerful, how could he fight against Nan Feng for so many years?" Su Changxiu shook his head slightly. "He is also a remarkable figure. Sadly, his foundation is still too weak. He should lay low and quietly cultivate for some more years. Just now, I overheard them saying that Nan Qi would also come down here. If Zhang Mu could not defeat Nan Wu before that, things would get interesting."

"Elder, should we intervene? The Deep Valley is on the verge of being destroyed, and we may get to have a finger in the pie," a man beside Su Changxiu said in a low voice.