The Cangtian Mystic Realm.
It was as peaceful as ever. There was no Heavenly Court here, only a peaceful Mystic Realm.
There were rare animals, flowers and gardens, rugged rocks, waterfalls hanging in the sky, and rainbows.
This was a pure land of bliss.
Then, a beam of light fell from the sky and hit a floating island, breaking the tranquility of the Cangtian Mystic Realm.
When the beam of light disappeared and the energy of Heaven and Earth dissipated, a figure appeared on the island.
It was Feng Hao with long hair.
"Is this the Cangtian Mystic Realm?"
Feng Hao murmured. He sensed that the Law of Heaven and Earth here was slightly different from the Azure Heaven Mystic Realm.
In other words, even if Emperor Qing came to the Cangtian Mystic Realm, he would be suppressed in an instant.
But Feng Hao didn't have such concerns.
Because the Power of the Way of Heaven in the entire Heaven Realm showed its affinity, so he could face the Ancestral Celestial Emperors calmly.
With a sweep of his spiritual will, Fenghao sensed seven to eight Golden Immortal experts from the Immortal World on an immortal island not far away.
Feng Hao immediately flew over.
"Princess Jin Feng's birthday is coming soon. These ten-thousand-year-old fruits must be delivered to her table. Don't miss any, or the Immortal Immolation Cauldron won't recognize you …"
On the Immortal Island, dozens of Immortal Trees that were emitting treasure light and multicolored light swayed their branches.
Under the trees, a white-haired old Immortal was directing seven young Immortals to pick the fruits.
There were only seven or eight fruits on the trees.
On average, there was one fruit on each tree, which was very precious.
But picking the fruits was obviously not easy. Each of the seven Golden Immortals was responsible for one fruit and used their Immortal Qi to wrap the fruits. Any extra effort would destroy the fruits.
Any less effort and they might not be able to pick the fruits in the specified time.
The difficulty was unimaginable.
Although Feng Hao didn't know what kind of Immortal Tree it was, he could roughly guess what the Golden Immortals were doing. He could imagine how precious these Immortal Trees must be.
"You are too weak. If you can't pick the fruits in two days and give them to Princess Jin Feng on her birthday, you will be sent to the Furnace of Immortality!"
The old immortal berated angrily.
There was less than half a day left.
If he didn't pick it in half a day, the immortal fruit would turn into nothingness. This was because after the immortal fruit was wrapped in immortal energy, if it wasn't picked for two days, the immortal fruit's energy would be absorbed back by the immortal tree.
Therefore, the task of plucking immortal fruits fell to the Golden Immortals.
"Martial Uncle, we've already tried our best …"
Some Golden Immortals couldn't stand the old immortal's scolding, but they couldn't talk back in public, so they could only explain.
"Try my best? With this little bit of perception, he still wanted to serve Emperor Cang? You're simply making me lose face. Pick them properly. Half a day … it'll all depend on your luck! "
The old deity laughed coldly. Then, he took out a chair, a teapot, and a teacup from his interspatial pouch. He tasted the tea as if he was performing a celestial spell.
Clack! Clack!
Fenghao ascended the island, and the sound of his footsteps could be heard almost undetectable.
"Hmm?"
The old deity frowned and turned around. He saw the handsome Feng Hao with shoulder-length hair walking over slowly.
Feng Hao's lips curled into a faint smile, making it difficult for others to feel enmity.
Moreover, his temperament was very outstanding, just like a celestial emperor.
The old deity had never seen Feng Hao before, but he had never seen the Azure Celestial Thearch or the Yellow Celestial Thearch. He subconsciously felt that Feng Hao might be a celestial emperor …
This kind of temperament could not be nurtured without reaching that kind of position.
It was even more impossible to fake it.
Everyone was an immortal, so they could tell at a glance.
"May I know who you are, Exalted Immortal?"
The old deity's attitude was humble, completely different from his attitude when he berated the Golden Immortals who picked the fruits.
Feng Hao didn't come to the Heavenly realm to start a massacre, nor was he here to deliver the immortals from suffering.
Therefore, he didn't ask the Golden Immortals who picked the fruits if they needed help.
Instead, he looked at the old deity and said, "I came from the Azure Heaven Mystic Realm, and I want to know … where the Desolate Immortal Pavilion is …"
"Gasp!"
The old deity gasped and bowed respectfully. "Oh, it's you, Azure Thearch. You must be here for Princess Golden Phoenix's birthday banquet … The Desolate Immortal Pavilion isn't far from the sacred island, but … the Heavenly Thearch is in seclusion … If you want to see the Heavenly Thearch, why don't you wait until Princess Golden Phoenix's birthday the day after tomorrow?"
"Princess Golden Phoenix's birthday?"
Feng Hao was startled. He didn't come to the Azure Heaven Mystic Realm to attend a birthday banquet.
Therefore, he asked, "Just tell me where the Desolate Immortal Pavilion is, or … which Celestial Sect is in charge of the information about the Ascenders these days?"
"Ascenders?"
The old Immortal was stunned and said in surprise, "There are no Ascendants in the Cangtian Mystic Realm. Don't they all report to the Heavenly Court of the Azure Thearch?"
The old deity wasn't stupid.
A cold glint appeared in the depths of his eyes.
He knew … that Feng Hao wasn't the Azure Thearch.
He wasn't even … from the Heaven Realm.
Everyone in the Heaven Realm knew that the Ascenders only went to one place — the Azure Thearch's Azure Heaven Mystic Realm.
And the one in charge of the Heavenly Court was the Azure Thearch's true disciple, the Haotian Thearch.
Feng Hao didn't know anything. How could he be from the Heaven Realm? The old deity was very clear about this.
Princess Golden Phoenix's birthday was just around the corner, and all kinds of demons and monsters were coming.
However, the old deity had to admit that Feng Hao's temperament was really outstanding.
It was enough to pass off the fake as the real one.
"You … you're not from the Heaven Realm, right?"
The old deity's eyes were filled with a cold glint. As he stared at Feng Hao, the celestial force in his body began to surge.
Feng Hao shrugged and said, "Is there a problem?"
"How dare you! Princess Golden Phoenix's birthday is just around the corner. How dare a little demon like you covet Princess Golden Phoenix's birthday? I'll cut off your head …"
Seeing that Feng Hao had admitted to it, the old deity immediately attacked. His hand was like a praying mat, and he directly slapped Feng Hao.
At that moment, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder brewing in the old deity's palm.
"Ant!"
Feng Hao said in a deep voice. He didn't even have the desire to attack. He simply took a step forward.
Crack!
In an instant, cracks appeared on the island. The old deity's body seemed to have been hit by something. In an instant, he was sent flying like a kite with a broken string.
Bang!
His body landed heavily on the ground.
Barf!
The old deity opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of golden blood. His eyes dimmed, and he seemed to have lost a lot of his vitality.
"So scary, so scary …"
The old deity was so scared that he peed his pants. This power … is probably comparable to the Heaven Emperor, right?
"Who … who are you? Why did you come to the Cangtian Mystic Realm? Are you looking for an Ascendant? Go to the Azure Heaven Mystic Realm. There's no Ascendant you're looking for here … "
The old deity was so scared that he had a mental problem.
He originally thought that he could directly suppress Feng Hao.
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