Chapter 1831: Giant Ape Battles Old Ancestor

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The thin young man standing nearby, his face paling drastically, suddenly raised a hand. A sparkling long blade appeared in his grasp, and he fiercely slashed it towards the golden-furred palm. *Clang!* A sharp, clear sound echoed.

The moment the long blade struck the fist, a blinding golden light erupted. Not only did the blade artifact instantly shatter, but the young man's body also recoiled, sending him several steps back. He spat out a mouthful of vital blood, then immediately slumped weakly to the ground, utterly unable to stand.

“I have already placed a restriction on this place; even if you scream your lungs out, it will be useless. You are truly audacious. You knew this young Daoist had someone backing him, yet you still dared to hold him. Do you truly believe this is the Long Family, and I wouldn't dare come here to take him?” The voice of the man who had suddenly appeared echoed again in the room, chillingly cold.

Then, the space rippled and swayed, and a golden-yellow figure slowly materialized in the room. It was a golden-furred demonic ape, standing about three to four zhang tall and clad in silver-white battle armor. This demonic ape had azure eyes and protruding fangs. A surge of violent energy emanated from its entire body, rising into the sky, while a faint, dark malevolent aura constantly coiled around it. It was incredibly ferocious!

“A demon cultivator! How is this possible!” the black-browed old man exclaimed in shock upon seeing the giant ape. The old woman's eyes, already rolling back, also flashed with a hint of shock.

“Heh heh, what's impossible? Since you've audaciously sought your own demise, don't blame me for being ruthless!” The golden-furred giant ape's eyes gleamed fiercely, and a low growl rumbled from its throat. The golden-furred hand gripping the woman suddenly blazed with golden light from its five fingers, as if it were about to crush the old woman to death.

“Senior, don’t!”

“Stop!”

The black-browed old man and the thin young man, who had just recovered, shouted almost simultaneously. However, both of them felt their bodies go limp and weak, their internal spiritual power in complete disarray. They had no ability whatsoever to step forward and intervene.

Just as the old woman's face turned ashen and her eyes filled with the look of death, another faint voice suddenly came from outside the house:

“I see your audacity isn't small either, fellow Daoist! You dare to infiltrate this ancestor's territory alone and even make such a ruthless move!”

No sooner had the words faded than a clap of thunder resonated from the rooftop. A purple hand, about a zhang in length, then appeared above the golden-furred ape's head, breaking through a layer of restriction with countless swirling runes, and mercilessly seized downwards.

“Old Monster Long!”

The golden-furred giant ape's ferocious expression abruptly changed. After a low growl, it seemed to disregard the old woman in its grasp, tossing her aside. Its golden-furred hand likewise expanded several times in size, meeting the purple giant hand without any sign of weakness. Simultaneously, its other palm reached into the void towards the motionless Qi Lingzi.

“Boom!” A deafening, earth-shattering roar! A massive golden and purple light sphere instantly burst forth in the room, its immense spiritual pressure ripping off the surrounding walls and the roof. Amidst the dazzling spiritual light, a low groan was heard. Then, a golden shadow shot out from the light sphere like a crossbow bolt, vanishing in a flash and appearing over a hundred zhang away.

“Still trying to escape?” The owner of the purple giant hand uttered a cold, low shout. Then, a purple light, like a long rainbow, shot out from the top of a golden giant pagoda nearby, pursuing the golden shadow directly. Its escape speed was remarkably swift, seemingly outmatching the golden shadow by a margin.

Such a massive commotion naturally woke up everyone in the entire castle. Countless streaks of light ascended from various buildings, apparently wanting to see what had occurred. However, during that brief moment of hesitation, the golden shadow and the purple rainbow, one following the other, had already escaped beyond the city walls and plunged into the surrounding white mist.

And when the many Long Family cultivators hastily reached the edge of the mist, a series of explosive sounds erupted from the vast, white sea of mist. Roars and angry shouts then echoed in unison, as two earth-shattering surges of spiritual pressure shot up from the depths of the mist, causing the illusory sky itself to twist and deform, accompanied by a faint, thunderous buzzing. The owners of these two surges of spiritual pressure seemed to be in a temporary stalemate.

The nearby Long Family cultivators, seeing this, exchanged glances, all of them unable to help but show expressions of horror. At this moment, they naturally knew that one of the figures in the mist was their Long Family Ancestor. The other individual, however, was contending against him without being at a disadvantage. Could it be another Saint-rank cultivator in the late Integration stage? If so, wouldn't it be suicidal for them, mere Void Refinement and Spirit Transformation cultivators, to charge into the battle ahead?

The leader of these Long Family cultivators was none other than the Long Family Master, the majestic-looking middle-aged man in purple robes. He gazed at the mist with a mix of shock and anger, but sensing the immense, overwhelming spiritual pressure within, he too hesitated.

“Heh heh, Long Family Master, would this humble one perhaps intervene and temporarily separate the two fellow Daoists?” A pleasant female voice suddenly came from behind the Long Family Master.

The purple-robed middle-aged man heard this, his heart tightening, and he quickly turned to look. He saw a young girl in yellow robes, appearing to be seventeen or eighteen years old, standing gracefully behind him and looking at him with smiling eyes. If Han Li were here, he would instantly recognize this girl as none other than Saintess Qianqiu, the renowned figure of the Artifact Spirit Race.

“It's Senior Qianqiu! If Senior is willing to assist us in capturing the intruder, that would naturally be for the best.” Though a hint of surprise and suspicion lingered in the purple-robed man's heart, he spoke quickly, feigning great delight.

“Capture him? That's impossible. Even with my help, we couldn't achieve that. Furthermore, though this humble one is on good terms with the Long Family, I cannot offend another powerful individual from your two races without cause, can I? What I can do is merely separate them temporarily.” Saintess Qianqiu shook her head, a faint smile on her lips.

“Separate them... that works too. My father recently lost some vital energy due to an incident, so it's truly not ideal for him to engage a powerful enemy head-on right now.” The Long Family Master's expression was indecisive for a moment, then he decisively stomped his foot and agreed.

“Alright, since the Long Family Master has agreed, then I... oh, it seems I won’t need to intervene after all.” Saintess Qianqiu first offered a faint smile, but the very next moment, her gaze towards the sea of mist sharpened.

“What, Senior, what do you mean by that...?” The purple-robed middle-aged man was naturally startled, but before he could ask for clarification, he suddenly felt the ground around the entire castle shake violently. An earth-shattering roar then erupted from the mist, followed by a strange, high-pitched shriek.

A massive, surging wave of golden and purple aura burst ferociously from the mist, sweeping it all away and directly hurtling towards the Long Family cultivators. Seeing how terrifying this aura wave was, the Long Family cultivators immediately fell into disarray. Those with lower cultivation levels swiftly retreated, shooting backwards to hide behind the city walls. Meanwhile, the high-level cultivators, roughly at the Void Refinement stage, released their protective artifacts, which transformed into shimmering shields of light before them, and then retreated a few steps to yield.

Only Saintess Qianqiu remained standing still as the overwhelming aura wave swept past her. The smile on her face had vanished completely, replaced by an exceptionally grave expression.

At this moment, the white mist in the distance had completely vanished after the aura wave swept through it. The next moment, everyone clearly saw the two figures, vastly different in stature, floating in the distant sky.

One was a golden-furred giant ape, over thirty zhang tall, resembling a small mountain. It held a human cultivator, dressed as a Daoist, in one hand, while its other hand was clenched into a fist, held menacingly before its body. It looked like a ferocious fiend. Facing it was an ordinary human figure, who was none other than the golden-masked middle-aged cultivator last seen at the auction. At this moment, golden dragon horns had sprouted from his head, golden scales adorned his cheeks, and even his pupils had turned brilliantly golden. He, too, was unarmed.

And on the ground below them, there were pits of all sizes everywhere, presenting an extremely battered appearance.

“Heh heh, truly worthy of being a late-stage grand completion existence, and worthy of the reputation as the foremost True Spirit family. You can actually contend with me directly using your physical body. However, Old Monster Long, I’ve already tested one or two of your methods; you cannot keep me here.” A booming, buzzing sound emanated from the golden-furred giant ape’s mouth.

“Who are you? As far as I know, among the demon race, there should be no other ape-type demon cultivator who has reached the Integration stage, apart from Master Huangmei.” The Long Family Ancestor asked, his face devoid of any expression, as he looked at the golden-furred giant ape.

“Heh heh, as for who I am, fellow Daoist can take your time guessing. This time, since you, Old Monster Long, personally intervened, I will let those few people go. But if there’s a next time, don’t blame me for truly being ruthless.” The giant ape roared, its face twisting into a savage grin.

A layer of strange, shimmering silver flames suddenly appeared on its body, and then its form curled up and plunged into the nearby void. The Long Family Ancestor's expression remained unchanged upon seeing this, but his pupils couldn't help but contract. He made no further attempt to stop it. With a "fwoosh" sound, that part of the void seemed to melt open from the silver flames on the giant ape's body, instantly revealing a dark, murky hole. The giant ape's figure flashed, then vanished into the dark hole.

The Long Family Ancestor stood motionless in the distance, merely watching the rapidly shrinking black hole. His eyes flickered, as if deep in thought.

“Father, are you alright?” At this moment, the purple-robed middle-aged man hastily arrived with a group of clan elders and asked respectfully.

“Hmph, what could possibly happen to me? Do you fear I’d suffer a loss?” The Long Family Ancestor glanced at the purple-robed middle-aged man and said coldly.

“Absolutely not, that’s not what I meant. I merely saw that Father had even activated his Half-Dragon form, so I was a little worried, that’s all.” The purple-robed middle-aged man offered no argument, instead replying with extreme deference, hands clasped.

The Long Family Ancestor heard this, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes as he suddenly asked coldly: “You heard what that demon cultivator said before she left, didn’t you? As the Long Family Master, you should know something, right?”

“This matter concerns Liniang. I was originally planning to report it to Father, but I never expected the other party to pursue us so quickly, let alone for her to be such a powerful demon cultivator. It was truly beyond this child’s expectations.” The purple-robed middle-aged man didn't try to make excuses; instead, he spoke honestly with a wry smile.

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