"The Crown Prince of the Ancient Race, huh..."

Seeing the appearance of the Dragon Heir and the Demon Heir, Murong Feng seemed to regain his confidence.

He stepped forward directly, blocking the path of the two Crown Princes with an arrogant posture and said, "Do you two recognize me?"

This immediately startled the Dragon Heir and the Demon Heir.

Among the current younger generation, those who dare to block their way and exhibit such an attitude can be counted on one hand.

Upon first encountering Murong Feng's demeanor, they even thought he was a revived son of an Ancient Emperor from the Divine Source, coming to trouble them.

But after listening carefully to some low whispers around them, they finally learned of Murong Feng's identity and background.

"This is the Young Master of my Divine Water Palace, having arrived today at Celestial Martial, you all should hasten to pay your respects!" the leading maid spoke up again.

"Young Master, is it?"

The Dragon Heir's face darkened, and the moment he finished speaking, he slapped the air fiercely.

"Slap!"

The sound was loud and clear, echoing in everyone's ears. Murong Feng was immediately stunned by the slap.

"Pay respects, is it?"

"Slap!"

Another backhanded slap landed, and before Murong Feng could react, a distinct palm print appeared on the other side of his face.

"What do you think you are? Daring to block our path."

The Demon Heir cursed, intending to take action, but seeing Murong Feng dodge aside, he couldn't be bothered to pursue. He and the Dragon Heir descended into the Forest Park below.

"Humiliation!"

Glaring in the direction where the two had disappeared, Murong Feng's face was full of rage.

He clenched his fists tightly, as if he had a surging fury that couldn't be released.

Who would've thought, that he, the esteemed Young Master of the Divine Water Palace, would encounter such beatings from these Ancient Race Princes and Human Race Saints in Yang City shortly after arriving.

The most crucial part was, their cultivation wasn't beneath his own.

This was clearly different from what he had expected.

He thought, as the Young Master of the Divine Water Palace, upon entering the world, he could look down upon all peers with his cultivation, let alone in a small place like Celestial Martial; the so-called young kings here were not worthy of his notice at all.

But the truth was, ahead there was the Dao Inference Saint Heir and the Gu Family Dao Body who could suppress him easily, and then there were the Dragon Heir and the Demon Heir, those young kings of the Ancient Race who overpowered him.

In a small place like Celestial Martial, how could there be such powerful younger generations?

Murong Feng even started to doubt in his heart.

While still in the Divine Water Palace, he was constantly praised by others, which led him to believe that he should be at the pinnacle of the current younger generation.

"My Divine Water Palace's Weak Water Scripture is the foremost Ancient Scripture in the world, but alas, I have not yet practiced it to Great Success. Once I achieve fame and success, the humiliation I suffered today, I will demand it back with my own hands!"

He let out a long howl skyward, filled with extreme discontent in his heart, not expecting to suffer repeated humiliations in such a small place as Celestial Martial. This was something he, as the Young Master of the Divine Water Palace, could not accept in any way.

"Who is making such a ruckus here?"

Just then, from a not-so-distant void, a streak of golden light flashed and arrived swiftly, reaching this sky in the blink of an eye.

Looking carefully, the newcomer was a sturdy young man, covered head to toe with golden hair, shining with divine brilliance, like a war god descending here.

"Ape Prince!"

Someone exclaimed, recognizing the young man's identity.

It's said that among the Ancient Races, the physical bodies of the Ape Race were the strongest, even surpassing the Dragon Race and the Peng Race.

In close-quarters combat, no race dared to claim they could contend against the Ape Race.

They belong to the Fighting Saint Race, born to exist for battle.

It's said, except for the Great Success special physiques of the Human Race, no one in this world dared claim they could gain an advantage in close combat against the Ape Race.

"What is this thing? Daring to block this Crown Prince's path?"

The Ape Prince unexpectedly descended; his nature was arrogant and straightforward, always saying what was on his mind.

At this moment, Murong Feng's golden battlefield was in front of him, causing the Ape Prince to frown unconsciously.

"Who parked their vehicle here carelessly? Don't you know it blocks others' path?"

As he spoke, his golden hair shone with a brilliant luster; without another word, he sent a massive punch forward.

"Bang!"

In an instant, the golden chariot was shattered, and the ancient creatures pulling it were frightened, letting out a sorrowful cry before fleeing swiftly into the distant void, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.

"You!"

Witnessing the scene unfold, Murong Ran was both shocked and furious, glaring at the Ape Prince, "Who are you? Why did you destroy my Young Master's chariot?!"

"This chariot is yours?"

The Ape Prince looked over upon hearing the words.

"Such lacking quality. If you dare to park haphazardly again, I'll smash it as well!"

With a cold snort, the Ape Prince couldn't be bothered with him, leaving less of a word and heading down into the Forest Park.

"Too much bullying! Too much bullying!"

Murong Feng roared furiously, looking upwards, with boundless fury that couldn't be discharged.

Even now, his chariot was destroyed, the creatures pulling it scared away without a trace, causing not only a personal disgrace but also dishonor to the Divine Water Palace.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, from the distant void, a loud noise was heard as if someone was in a great battle.

The energy fluctuations stirred, alarming everyone in Yang City.

Then they saw two young men battling fiercely all the way here.

"Ye Yunge, the Young Master of the Ye Family! A descendant of the Saint King!"

"Who is the other person? To be fighting him evenly!"

The crowd exclaimed, and while they were discussing, the combatants had already arrived here.

The clash of various Sacred Arts erupted, stirring terrifying waves of energy, the battle reaching the extreme of intensity.

"Yu Yuanshan, Young Master of the Yu Family of Celestial Swift Star!" quickly, someone recognized the identity of the other person, also of notable origin, a genius of the Ancient Emperor family lineage.

"Ah!"

A miserable cry rang out, reaching everyone's ears, but it wasn't Yu Yuanshan or Ye Yunge's voice, it was Murong Feng's.

The two men battled here, with energy collisions astonishing, causing all cultivators in its path to retreat, not daring to get too close.

But Murong Feng, unable to react in time, was directly blown away by the shockwaves of the battle, crying out miserably and coughing blood, looking disheveled and embarrassed to the utmost degree.

"Haha, as expected of a Saint King descendant, truly extraordinary, I'm finally honored to experience it today."

High in the sky, the two men halted their fight as Yu Yuanshan let out a hearty laugh.

"You are extraordinary as well, worthy to have the blood of an Ancient Emperor flowing in your veins." Ye Yunge cupped his fists.

"Speaking of which, I have a rather good relationship with Brother Ji, and you and he are also cousins, we should certainly communicate more in the future."

The two conversed happily, praising each other without a single glance at Murong Feng, who was affected by their fight.

In the end, they both descended into the Forest Park without even looking at Murong Feng once.

"Good, good, good, Celestial Martial has bullied me too much! When I achieve great success in my divine skills, I must personally reclaim all the humiliation I suffered today!"

Murong Feng looked skyward and howled in anger, his words filled with endless resentment. Ultimately, under the gaze of the entire city, he led a dozen maids of the Divine Water Palace away into the distant void.

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