316: The Great Sage himself has arrived! How dare this worthless piece of trash call himself a divine son?

Lesser Formless Realm, Central Martial Arts Arena.

At this moment, the place was already a sea of people, with the clamor reaching the clouds.

Upon receiving the message from Seventh Elder Su Qi, almost all members of the Su Family within the Lesser Formless Realm—whether they were Elders in seclusion or Disciples in cultivation—put down what they were doing and rushed over.

Tens of thousands of Su Family Disciples surrounded the massive martial arts arena so tightly that not even a drop of water could trickle through.

Disciples of the Saint King Realm could only stand on their tiptoes at the outermost edge, desperately craning their necks.

Only Core Disciples of the Great Saint level could squeeze into the middle positions, their expressions solemn.

And in the innermost circle were dozens of white-haired Great Emperor Elders with unfathomable auras.

Even in the depths of the Void Realm, several ancient and powerful Divine Thoughts hung like stars, silently observing the scene.

Those were the few Earth Immortal Old Ancestors of the Su Family who remained in seclusion year-round and rarely appeared!

Clearly, this "Battle to Validate the Saint's Name" personally announced to the entire Family by Seventh Elder Su Qi had already alarmed the entire upper echelon of the Xuan Yuan Su Family!

Everyone's gaze converged on the center of the martial arts arena with complex emotions.

There, a luxurious rocking chair was placed in the most prominent position.

A handsome young man dressed in white was lying lazily on it, his eyes closed and his breathing steady, as if he had truly fallen asleep in such a noisy environment.

Two beautiful maidservants stood beside him; one was gently fanning him, while the other was carefully removing seeds from amethyst grapes on a spiritual fruit platter.

That leisurely and cozy appearance formed an incredibly absurd contrast with the surrounding tense atmosphere where swords were drawn.

[Hmm... I've slept for about half an hour. Why haven't those reinforcements arrived yet? Their efficiency is too low. My cultivation plan has to be pushed back again, a total loss.]

Su Chen yawned inwardly, though on the surface, he still appeared to be sleeping soundly.

"He's that Saint from the outside? Su Chen?"

"He looks quite ordinary; there's no ripple of cultivation on him at all, just like a Mortal."

"Shh! Quiet! Didn't you see Senior Brother Yuntian and the others? They're still lying over there like dead dogs. I heard they were insta-killed in one move by this Saint using a forbidden technique never heard of before!"

"Holy crap! Scattering Coins to Form Soldiers? For real? Senior Brother Yuntian is at the Ninth Heaven of the Saint King Realm!"

The crowd was abuzz with discussion, filled with curiosity, doubt, awe, and blatant disdain.

Meanwhile, Su Yuntian, Su Yueling, and the others, who were lying on the ground and had received basic treatment, stared at Su Chen with faces full of resentment.

They had already embellished the story, painting Su Chen as an arrogant playboy who relied on his wealth to look down on everyone and wantonly bully his fellow clansmen.

At this moment, they were just waiting for Su Wuchang and Su Xiaoxiao to arrive, to avenge them and tear off the mask of this "Trash Saint"!

Just then.

"Boom—!"

A scorching and violent wave of air swept in from the horizon like a collapsing celestial river!

The sky was instantly dyed a piercing crimson-gold!

The Spiritual Qi in the air was forcibly ignited, letting out "crackling" explosions. The temperature of the entire martial arts arena rose sharply; Disciples with weaker cultivation felt their blood about to boil and burn, forced to circulate their power to resist!

"It's Saint Wu Chang! Saint Wu Chang is here!"

A wave of fanatical cheers like a mountain tsunami erupted from the crowd!

A golden flame tore through the sky with a domineering posture that seemed capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas, descending upon the martial arts arena in an instant!

As the flames dissipated, Su Wuchang's figure appeared like a flame demon god.

He floated in mid-air, bare-chested, his fiery red hair dancing wildly, and his eyes burning with flames like two small suns, looking down upon the masses below like a deity.

The terrifying pressure of the Third Level Great Saint was not restrained at all, pressing down heavily toward Su Chen in the center of the arena like a burning Primordial Divine Mountain!

He wanted this trash, who didn't know the heights of the heavens, to kneel directly in front of everyone!

[Oh? A red-haired kid showed up, quite a hot temper. Third Level Great Saint, not bad, barely passable.]

However, facing this terrifying pressure that would be enough to make an ordinary Saint King's Divine Soul collapse on the spot.

Su Chen, on the rocking chair, didn't even move an eyelid, as if he only felt a slightly warmer breeze passing by.

Instead, Qiu Yue beside him furrowed her beautiful brows slightly, feeling that this hot wind had disturbed her Highness's peace. She simply looked up coldly.

Buzz!

An invisible yet vast power instantly neutralized Su Wuchang's pressure, failing to even flutter the corner of Su Chen's clothes.

"Hmm?"

Su Wuchang's brow furrowed, a flash of shock appearing in his eyes.

He hadn't expected that the maidservant beside this trash could so easily block his pressure, which contained the power of the Blazing Flame Immortal Body!

Interesting, but that was all.

Immediately following that.

"Chirp—!"

A clear and resonant Phoenix cry, seemingly from the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, echoed through heaven and earth!

This sound instantly smoothed out the violent heat. Seven-colored auspicious clouds gathered from all directions, immortal flowers bloomed from the void, and profound Law runes danced along.

A beautiful figure stepped on the shadow of a Phoenix and drifted down, standing beside Su Wuchang.

It was Su Xiaoxiao!

Her arrival pushed the atmosphere of the entire scene to its peak!

"It's Saintess Xiaoxiao! Saintess Xiaoxiao is here as well!"

"Heavens! The two strongest prodigies of our generation are both here!"

Su Wuchang and Su Xiaoxiao were the gods in their hearts! The symbols of invincibility!

With them here, any Saint from the outside was nothing but a clay chicken or a pottery dog!

"Brother Wu Chang! Senior Sister Xiaoxiao!" Su Yueling and the others, seeing their saviors, struggled to crawl up and cried out with faces full of grievance, "You must seek justice for us! That guy named Su Chen, he..."

"Enough, stop crying."

Su Wuchang interrupted her impatiently, his gaze locked onto Su Chen on the rocking chair like two burning sharp swords.

He took a step forward, his figure instantly appearing before Su Chen, looking down at him from above, his voice like an exploding thunderclap, filled with undisguised contempt.

"You're that Saint who came from the outside?"

"I heard you're quite arrogant?"

"And you even said you'd take on both of us alone?"

Su Chen finally slowly opened his eyes.

He let out a yawn, rubbed his bleary eyes, and looked at the red-haired kid in front of him who was like a firecracker ready to go off.

[So noisy. Are you finally willing to shut up? Let me say a few words first.]

He spoke lazily:

"Who are you?"

"What are you barking like a dog in front of me for in the middle of the day?"

"Do you know you've disturbed my afternoon nap?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire scene fell into a dead silence!

Everyone stared at Su Chen dumbfoundedly, as if something was wrong with their ears.

He's crazy! This guy is absolutely insane!

He actually dared to call Su Wuchang, who possessed the Blazing Flame Immortal Body, a dog? And said he was barking?

Who was Su Wuchang? He was the undisputed king of the younger generation in the Lesser Formless Realm! A fierce star who dared to talk back to Elders in public!

The grass on the grave of the last person who dared to speak to him like that would already be three feet high!

Sure enough.

After hearing Su Chen's words, Su Wuchang was first stunned, and then his resolute face turned the color of a pig's liver at a speed visible to the naked eye!

A terrifying killing intent erupted from his body, and the golden flames around him turned into a dark red representing destruction!

"Trash! You! Are! Seeking! Death!"

He squeezed those words out through his teeth one by one, raising his flaming palm, intending to slap Su Chen along with that eyesore of a rocking chair into cosmic dust!

"Brother! Wait!"

Just then, Su Xiaoxiao's figure appeared between the two like a teleportation, stopping the enraged Su Wuchang.

Her phoenix eyes, clear as glazed glass, carefully observed Su Chen with utmost seriousness.

Others only heard arrogance, but she possessed the True Phoenix Immortal Body and her perception of danger far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Just at the moment Su Chen spoke, she didn't feel any tension or anger from him; instead, from the depths of those lazy eyes, she saw a dead abyss.

It was an absolute indifference that viewed Great Saints as ants and life and death as nothing!

Her True Phoenix Bloodline actually let out a mournful cry of warning at this moment!

From this seemingly lazy young man, she sensed an... extremely dangerous aura sufficient to bury them all!