"Fellow Daoist Zhang, I will take you to see my father now."

Zi Yi said very politely, starting from this moment, she expressed a heartfelt respect to Zhang Hengsheng.

You know, what he is about to face is the lord of the Purple Emperor Mansion, one of the twelve prefectures in the Jiuyou Sea.

The mansion-level figure is second only to the mythical figures such as the "Three Immortals Overseas" and "The King of Xuanlong".

Because there are very few monks in the Tribulation Period, under those mythical taboo characters, the palace master level is almost invincible, and the lives of ordinary top monks can be determined in thought.

Although they are both great monks or great demon cultivators, there is a famous saying within the vast vast range of the "Zhou Dynasty" that is vast and vast: During the fusion period, all the people below the level of the palace master are ants.

From this we can see the power contained in the palace master level.

Zhang Heng sneered: "Prince Zi, please, I, Zhang, are just an unknown casual cultivator. When I meet with a big figure of the level of "Purple Emperor", I will naturally have to wait for his summons."

Zi Yi was slightly stunned, and from Zhang Heng's words, he felt a clear sarcasm.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, what's wrong with you..." He was a little confused.

The Iron Shark King standing aside couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "Who has provoked you..."

Zhang Heng stared at the "Purple Emperor Palace" with a hazy halo not far away, without saying a word.

Just when Zi Yi and the others were puzzled, a great spiritual power suddenly emerged from the void, and a majestic voice came out of thin air from the deep sea:

"Take him in... Humph, I'm so arrogant when I ask for my house."

Upon hearing this sound, the Iron Shark King fought a battle and said in panic: "Master Lord..."

"Yes, father, I'll take him to see you now."

Zi Yi looked at Zhang Heng with complicated eyes, led the way for him, flew into the "Purple Emperor Palace", and said softly:

"You are the only human monk who has entered the "Purple Emperor Palace" for 100,000 years."

Zhang Heng shrugged and said nothing.

Since he has arrived at the "Purple Emperor Mansion" of this demon clan, he cannot have any weakness in his attitude, otherwise he will definitely fall into a situation where he can be slaughtered.

When he first arrived near the Zihuang Palace, he knew that Zi Xin had contacted Zihuang and had a vague feeling of being peeped at. That's why Zhang Heng had this happen, without taking any form, and went directly to meet Zihuang with Zihuang.

When Zhang Heng truly walked into the "Purple Emperor Palace", he felt a more depressing aura. He knew that the Purple Emperor was exerting spiritual oppression on him, but he had no choice but to do anything.

At this moment, Zhang Heng's clone was very weak. Long before, because the deity used the magical power against the sky to peek at the trajectory of time and space, the strength retreated from the fusion stage to the God Transformation stage, which took some time to recover.

When the two walked to the side door of a hall, Zi Yi raised his hand slightly and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, please, my father is waiting inside."

Zhang Heng nodded and walked slowly into the hall.

Every step he took, he had to bear extremely powerful pressure. Invisibly, there seemed to be a huge rock pressing against his shoulders.

Moreover, this pressure became stronger and stronger as he moved forward, and he seemed to be unwilling to accept it if he didn't lie down Zhang Heng's pressure.

When Zhang Heng really walked into the hall paved with purple crystal stones, the pressure suddenly doubled, almost causing him to kneel down.

In this case, it was extremely difficult for him to even raise his head or use his spiritual sense.

From the corner of my eyes, I could only see a purple-gold throne inlaid with unknown gems in the hall.

On the throne is a middle-aged man in a purple robe.

This middle-aged man in purple robe has purple pupils, his skin is extremely crystal clear, and he exudes a hint of purple jade. When you stare at it with your naked eyes, your soul will even feel a strong sense of heat, as if it will burn the next moment.

At this moment, the middle-aged man in purple robe was staring at Zhang Heng below with a downward look, without being angry.

Needless to say, he is the lord of the Nine Nether Seas, Purple Emperor.

After a long time, Zihuang spoke: "Are you a human cultivator Zhang Heng?"

In an instant, the great pressure that filled the entire hall disappeared, and the surrounding sea water returned to normal from the condensation.

Zhang Heng also breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, he found that his prediction of the strength of the "master-level" figure was somewhat inaccurate.

When we met Huangfu Lin, we did not impose too much oppression on ourselves because there was no hatred on both sides.

You should know that when a monk is under such great mental pressure, if he survives, it will naturally be beneficial to his future cultivation, but once he cannot persevere, he will most likely leave a shadow in his heart.

With his body straightened, Zhang Heng calmed his face and looked straight at the king on his throne, saying neither humbly nor arrogantly: "If you go back to the palace, I am Zhang Heng, an insignificant human cultivator."

"Insignificant?" Zihuang smiled coldly: "How dare you, a hypocritical and ignorant human cultivator, and you who are insignificant, come to the 'Purple Emperor Mansion' in person and even negotiate with us."

Zhang Heng suddenly took a step forward and said without showing any weakness: "Zhang doesn't beat around the bush. It's not because I dare to come to the 'Purple Emperor Mansion', nor because I want to take revenge. My only purpose is to seek the benefits I deserve and thus change my insignificant position."

"Go to me to negotiate with the Purple Emperor to seek benefits? You are straightforward." A glimmer flashed in Purple Emperor's eyes, and his face suddenly sank: "You are just a small human cultivator, and you dare to come to my mansion to clamor, where does it place the dignity of millions of monsters in my "Purple Emperor Mansion"?"

"How can you insult my 'Purple Emperor Palace'? Since the moment you stepped into this 'Purple Emperor Palace', you are destined not to go out alive."

Zihuang's words exuded an unquestionable attitude.

Not only will you not give you benefits, but you will also regret coming here!

This is Zihuang's tough attitude.

"Haha, if you really had that decision, you should have cut me into pieces when I entered this hall."

Zhang Heng was calm and looked at Zihuang with a smile.

At this moment, he was as an ant, facing the Zihuang, the lord of the mansion, without any fear. In the face of the huge gap in strength, he could still maintain a calm expression.

Even if it were an ordinary fusion monk, he would not be able to do this.

During the fusion period, all the people below the level of the mansion are ants, not to mention that Zhang Heng is only in the power of the God Transformation Period at this moment.

Seeing that Zihuang was silent, Zhang Heng continued to put pressure on him: "Zhang can decide the life and death of the third son with just one thought."

"You dare to threaten our mansion!"

A thunderous voice sounded, and the entire "Purple Emperor Palace" trembled.

Zihuang suddenly stood up, and a shocking and despicable spiritual power spread throughout the hall.

In the whole world, he seemed to be the only one left, standing on the peak and looking down at all the sentient beings in the world.

He is so tall and majestic, transformed into an invincible god of war, exuding a powerful and invincible fighting spirit, and looking down on the world.

Zhang Heng suddenly felt an irresistible force descending between the entire world and pressing himself on.

If you go against this force, it will be equivalent to going against heaven, earth, nature.

In a vaguely, the Purple Emperor used the supreme soul power to stand with the heaven and earth nature. Those who compete with him would inevitably collapse without fighting, which was unreasonable.

In the face of this force, Zhang Heng had no choice but to compete with his body, and his body was about to fall to surrender.

A "thump" sounded in the hall.

Could it be that Zhang Heng had already bowed to the obscene "Purple Emperor" and kneeled down to a demon clan alien?

The answer is no.

It can be seen from Zihuang's gloomy face.

Zhang Heng really couldn't compete with this force that merged with heaven, earth and nature, and was about to surrender.

At this moment, he simply followed this force and sat on the ground. Because the power was too strong, he responded in such a response.

Sitting on the ground with his butt, Zhang Heng smiled, stroked the purple crystal floor under his feet with his hands, and sighed: "Oh, it's quite cold, why don't you prepare a seat for me? Is this how the 'Purple Emperor Mansion' treats guests?"

The purple emperor's face turned pale, and the supreme power that he had finally brewed was broken by Zhang Heng in such a funny way.

"No one who comes to my hall except our house is qualified to add a seat, so why not talk about you, a small human being."

Zihuang endured his anger and did not take action immediately.

"Haha, is that right? If the one who came to this hall was His Majesty Xuanlong King from the 'Nine Nether Realm', would you give up your throne to him?"

Zhang Heng said lightly.

The King of Xuanlong!

These four words were like mountains in all directions, falling on Zihuang, making him slightly stunned and fight back speechlessly for a moment.

No matter how arrogant the "Purple Emperor Mansion" is, it is just a force within the "Nine Nether Seas" of the demon clan.

In front of the "Nine Nether Realm", the holy land of the demon clan, the "Purple Emperor Mansion" is not worth mentioning at all. The two are equivalent to the relationship between the capital and the small counties.

King Xuanlong is the ruler of the entire "Nine Nether Seas", recognized as the number one person in the demon clan, and no one can compete with the "Zhou Dynasty".

It can be said that King Xuanlong is the immediate boss of Purple Emperor.

The reason why Zhang Heng mentioned the Xuanlong King was to shock the Purple Emperor: Don’t think that you are invincible in the world, and you have the final say in this sea area.

Sure enough, as Zhang Heng expected, when he heard the name of the Xuanlong King, most of the momentum of the "Purple Emperor" instantly dissipated.

This effect is even greater than Zhang Heng imagined.

"I really didn't expect that the reputation of 'Xuanlong King' was so useful. Only one name was issued, which scared the "Purple Emperor" out of fear."

Zhang Heng was a little surprised that the "Xuanlong King" had such a great influence in the hearts of the demon clans. He thought to himself that if he let the "Purple Emperor" know that the Yin-Yang Sanxian among the "Three Immortals" had something to do with him, I wonder how the "Purple Emperor" would react.

However, "Purple Emperor" was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that a murderous intent suddenly surged into his body:

"A little human cultivator dares to insult my devil clan Saint Emperor Xuanlong. Let me see how I deal with you?"

After saying that, he suddenly raised his hand, and Haoran's spiritual power turned into a huge Zhang, making Zhang Heng feel comfortable.
To be continued...