101: Prince of Eternal Fairyland

They had heard that Ye Heng's death seemed to be related to that Young Master of the Wu Clan.

Seeing this, the golden-robed Young Master also looked over in the direction of their gaze.

"What's going on?"

A hint of confusion flashed in the golden-robed Young Master's eyes. The Thousand Leaves Emperor Clan hadn't come; could it be related to the Wu Clan?

Suddenly, a voice sounded in his mind:

"Brother Prince Jun Mu, Ye Heng has already fallen..."

The voice quickly informed the golden-robed Young Master of everything he knew, only a brief moment having passed.

Clang!

Prince Jun Mu suddenly stood up, knocking over the wine goblet and jade plate in front of him. His Face was filled with deep shock, and his eyes stared incredulously in the direction of the Wu Clan's seats.

"Cousin Ye Heng... is dead?!"

Prince Jun Mu murmured in horror.

Ye Heng's mother was his aunt, and he and Ye Heng were of similar age. The two had grown up playing together, and with over two hundred thousand years of friendship, their relationship was naturally very good.

Suddenly hearing the news of Ye Heng's death left him somewhat bewildered.

How could a perfectly fine person suddenly die?

Bang!

The next moment, a hint of anger flared in his eyes. He slammed his palm onto the white jade immortal table in front of him, shattering it, and angrily strode towards Wu Tianyun.

"Damn it! How dare your Wu Clan be so brazen as to kill my Cousin Ye Heng!"

Boom!

A powerful Immortal King Aura erupted, and a violent Aura swept in all directions. Xianyang Palace shook violently, and many people with lower Cultivation were instantly sent flying.

Wu Tianyun waved his hand to protect the immortal table in front of him and looked at him calmly, "Prince Prince Jun Mu, you must not slander. Ye Heng committed suicide. What does his death have to do with my Wu Clan?"

"Haha..."

Prince Jun Mu laughed wildly, "Still trying to argue! Ye Heng had just had a conflict with your son, and then he died. Do you dare say it has nothing to do with your Wu Clan?"

"Do you take this Prince for an idiot!"

"Who knows if he had something he couldn't get over." Wu Tianyun said indifferently, "Prince Jun Mu, everything needs evidence. As a Prince, you must be familiar with the laws of your Eternal Immortal Kingdom, right?"

"Presumptuous!"

"Do I need you to comment on how this Prince acts? It would be different if your elder brother Wu Tianhua came; what are you!"

Bang--!

Prince Jun Mu roared angrily, directly kicking and shattering the white jade immortal table in front of Wu Tianyun. Splinters and wine splashed, but were immediately blocked by an invisible force.

"You're the one who's presumptuous!"

Murong Chen's Face sank, and the terrifying pressure of an Immortal King at the Extreme Realm pressed down on him.

A blue-robed middle-aged man silently appeared beside Prince Jun Mu, effortlessly resolving Murong Chen's pressure.

Quasi Immortal Emperor!

Murong Chen's gaze narrowed. This fellow actually had a Quasi Immortal Emperor protecting his Dao.

The atmosphere was tense.

In the main hall, many guests quietly retreated, afraid of being caught in the crossfire. Only those from other super forces remained seated, watching the show with interest.

But many of them looked at Wu Tianyun with confused eyes, finding that this Young Lord of the Wu Clan seemed to be a bit extraordinary.

Facing the might of an Immortal King, he was not affected in the slightest.

How did he do it?

Just then, Wu Tianyun stood up with a cold Face, and suddenly slapped him hard.

Slap--!

Prince Jun Mu instantly flew backward, leaving an afterimage in the air, and then with a loud bang, crashed heavily against the immortal gold wall of the main hall.

Boom!

The entire Xianyang Palace immediately shook violently, and jade plates and wine goblets clattered to the floor.

"Damn it! I called you a Prince, but you really think you're someone important?"

Wu Tianyun snorted disdainfully. He was the Young Lord of the Wu Clan, a status equivalent to the Crown Prince of the Eternal Immortal Kingdom.

A mere ordinary Prince, who didn't even know his own place, dared to challenge him.

Did he really think he was young and easy to bully!

..."Holy crap!"

Everyone watched dumbfounded.

Prince Jun Mu was actually sent flying by a single slap?

Immediately, their eyes narrowed, and they looked at Wu Tianyun in shock.

Prince Jun Mu's Cultivation had reached the Immortal King Middle Stage. To send him flying with one slap, one would need at least to be an Immortal King Late Stage.

Wu Tianyun was so young, only a little over ten thousand years old. Could he already be an Immortal King Late Stage?

How was this possible!

Murong Chen's eyelids twitched. When did his brother-in-law become so fierce?

The blue-robed middle-aged man's Face was ashen, and he stared at Wu Tianyun with a gloomy gaze, yet dared not make any move.

He could feel that at least one Immortal Emperor was currently watching here.

Wu Tianyun and Prince Jun Mu were considered peers. No matter who won or lost in their fight, those old fellows would at most intervene to stop them; they wouldn't stoop to attacking a junior.

But if he dared to act rashly, he would probably be taught a very harsh lesson.

Wu Tianyun glanced at him coldly, ignoring him.

"Ah--!"

"Bastard, I'll kill you!!"

Prince Jun Mu roared furiously, his eyes bloodshot, his heart filled with extreme rage, and he charged towards Wu Tianyun like lightning.

Bang!

The next moment, his body flew backward even faster, but this time he was caught by the blue-robed middle-aged man.

"Overestimating yourself."

Wu Tianyun said indifferently.

He had been elevated to Quasi Immortal Emperor by his son. Even without using Immortal Qi Cultivation, his Physical Body alone was not something an ordinary Immortal King could contend with.

"This is impossible!"

"I don't believe it, how can you be so strong?!"

Prince Jun Mu was hysterical, acting like a madman.

He had Cultivated to the Immortal King Middle Stage at over two hundred thousand years old, which was extremely rare even in the Eternal Immortal Kingdom's imperial family. Now, he was twice slapped away like a fly by a young man who was only a little over ten thousand years old.

This made him feel utterly humiliated, wishing he could devour his flesh and drink his blood.

Wu Tianyun sneered disdainfully, "You can't even beat me with one hand, and with your meager strength, you have the nerve to mention my elder brother? I don't know where you get your courage!"

"For the sake of the Eternal Immortal Kingdom's Face, this Young Lord will spare your life. In the future, if you see this Young Lord, remember to roll far away.

"Of course, if you want to find someone for revenge, this Young Lord is ready anytime."

"You--!"

Prince Jun Mu's eyes were bloodshot, and anger rushed to his head. If the blue-robed middle-aged man hadn't held him down, he would have surely used his trump card to rush up and fight him to the death.

"Enough!"

Murong Chen lightly scolded, then said, "Tianyun, say less."

"Prince Prince Jun Mu, calm down as well. Today is my birthday. It's much better for everyone to chat and drink happily and harmoniously. There's no need to fight to the death over a small matter."

"A small matter?"

Anger flared in Prince Jun Mu's eyes.

His Cousin, who was like a brother to him, died, and you call that a small matter?

Murong Chen ignored his gaze and waved his hand to the side, "Someone, Prince Prince Jun Mu is tired. Take him to Donghua Palace to rest."

Two immortal-robed maidservants bowed, then walked to Prince Jun Mu's side, "Your Highness Prince Jun Mu, please."

Prince Jun Mu was furious in his heart, and snorted coldly, "No need. Since your Murong Emperor Clan treats guests this way, this Prince will naturally not stay here to be humiliated."

"Uncle Yu, let's go!"