The three looked at the mountain gate before them, rich with Spiritual Energy, and their eyes, almost without exception, were filled with greed.

Needless to say, Zhu Fei's series of actions earlier had obviously garnered the attention of the surrounding crowd.

And the three old men with white hair before him were the first to arrive here.

Zhu Fei looked at them, with unabashed mockery in his eyes, and said indifferently, "The three of you gracing my sect's mountain gate, I wonder what important matter brings you here?"

Upon suddenly hearing Zhu Fei's words, the three old men finally seemed to snap back to reality and couldn't help but take a careful look at Zhu Fei.

The white-haired elder suddenly said, "I am the Flowing Light Sword Lord, an Elder of the Heavenly Gang Sword Sect. These two are dear friends from Tongtian Academy and the Independent Cultivator Alliance, the Fierce Fire Immortal Monarch and Wenling Immortal Monarch.

We three observed an Immortal Spirit Vein here coming into existence, so came over for a look. Friend, wouldn't you say it's a bit much to claim this place as your sect's mountain gate?"

"Indeed, treasures of the world are destined for those with fate. Now that the three of us are here, do you really think you can dismiss us with a mere word, ignoring our presence?"

The Fierce Fire Immortal Monarch, with his fiery red hair, said harshly, standing next to the Flowing Light Sword Lord.

His intention was clear: by leveraging their combined presence, they intended to 'force' Zhu Fei into submission.

Zhu Fei also saw through their thoughts, and the hint of mockery on his lips grew even stronger.

"In that case, esteemed ones, do you have any insights to offer?"

"Hmm! Insights? That's a bit much. We simply wanted to kindly remind you that some things are best not hogged alone, lest you overburden yourself."

The Wenling Immortal Monarch from the Independent Cultivator Alliance spoke arrogantly, his tone equally unfriendly.

"Oh, so the three of you are eyeing my sect's Spirit Vein?"

Zhu Fei's eyes suddenly narrowed, and a hint of cold light flickered in his eyes.

The expressions of the three Immortal Monarchs of Flowing Light changed slightly, and the Flowing Light Sword Lord's face turned a bit sour as he said:

"My friend, we speak frankly without hiding anything. The Immortal Spirit Vein behind you—we all need some. Why don't you take a moment to consider carefully, hmm?"

"Hehe, so it boils down to you wanting what's mine after all. In that case, I have nothing more to say."

With that said, Zhu Fei's expression turned dark abruptly, his gaze suddenly becoming extremely sharp, and he said rather bluntly: "Get lost!"

"You...!"

The faces of the three Immortal Monarchs of Flowing Light changed dramatically.

The Fierce Fire Immortal Monarch was filled with rage, speaking with murderous intent, "Boy, don't take a gift as an insult. We've been quite courteous by not asking you to hand over the entire Immortal Spirit Vein directly.

Since you don't appreciate this kindness, very well, then hand over the entire Immortal Spirit Vein to us!"

As he spoke, behind the Fierce Fire Immortal Monarch, flames suddenly emerged, clearly his own Domain World!

Those flames churned in the void behind the Fierce Fire Immortal Monarch, gradually forming a blazing star, crashing directly towards Zhu Fei!

Zhu Fei squinted, a flicker of killing intent flashing deep in his pupils.

If you're attacking, then don't blame me for being merciless.

Thinking this, Zhu Fei punched hard towards the flaming star flying towards him.

Instantly, endless radiant golden light erupted, and as soon as the flaming star touched Zhu Fei's fist, it suddenly exploded in the sky.

Countless flaming debris fell like meteors, crashing down rapidly below.

At the same time, Zhu Fei's punch intent had already reached the Fierce Fire Immortal Monarch.

The Fierce Fire Immortal Monarch was suddenly horrified, never expecting this seemingly unremarkable young man to have such terrifying power.

With a "boom," before the Fierce Fire Immortal Monarch could defend himself, he was sent flying by Zhu Fei's punch.

In mid-air, blood spilled from his mouth directly.

"Fierce Fire, my friend!"

Seeing this sudden scene, the Flowing Light Sword Lord and Wenling Immortal Monarch were both shocked.

This kid cannot be left alive. Though only at the Middle Stage Immortal Monarch Realm now, if he breaks through to the Late Stage, the Immortal Monarch Peak, or even Immortal King status, what then?

In an instant, a hint of murderous intent appeared in the eyes of the Flowing Light Sword Lord and Wenling Immortal Monarch alike.

The two attacked simultaneously.

The Flowing Light Sword Lord's form instantly turned into a stream of light, with countless flickering shadows behind him, creating an illusion of being unfathomable, untraceable, and untouchable.

Meanwhile, Wenling Immortal Monarch held a brush, writing in the void. Each battleword and text, filled with killing intent, formed a torrent of war, surging mightily towards Zhu Fei!

"Huh?"

Seeing this move by Wenling Immortal Monarch, even Zhu Fei couldn't help but express a sound of surprise.

He honestly didn't expect that the Wenling Immortal Monarch before him was actually a rare Wen Xiu.

But even if you're a Wen Xiu, if you dare to provoke and try to kill me, I will show no mercy!

"Buzz—"

The void lightly trembled, and without any extra movements, behind Zhu Fei, suddenly appeared a world of hazy chaos.

That world resembled the primordial beginnings, carrying a sense of desolation and timelessness.

The attacks from the Flowing Light Sword Lord and Wenling Immortal Monarch fell into that chaotic world, disappearing without a trace like mud into the sea!

"What...what kind of Domain World is this? How can it directly ignore our attacks?"

The Flowing Light Sword Lord's eyes showed shock, and Wenling Immortal Monarch and Fierce Fire Immortal Monarch were equally filled with disbelief.

"No… something's odd about this kid! Boy, who exactly are you? Why oppose our three sects?"

The Flowing Light Sword Lord's eyes flashed, and he spoke with a sharply cold tone.

Zhu Fei was slightly taken aback, and then a mocking look appeared again in his eyes.

He honestly did not expect this person's face to be so thick, shameless to a certain level.

"You old fool, could it be you don't recognize who your little master is? Weren't you always looking for me before?"

"Looking for you?"

The faces of the three Immortal Monarchs of Flowing Light showed confusion, but suddenly they seemed to realize something, their eyes widening, shock filling their expressions.

"You... you're Zhu Fei! How is that possible?"

"Hehe, what's impossible? Oh right, old codger of Flowing Light, there's something you might not know— it was your little master here who destroyed your subordinate Yin Yang Sword Sect earlier."

"What? The Yin Yang Sword Sect was destroyed by you?"

The Flowing Light Sword Lord was initially stunned, then suddenly his eyes nearly bulged out!

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