Remould the Glory of Sword Art

The Saint Prince stood up.

He lightly shook his shoulders, and the Spirit Sun Rod fell naturally into his grip.

"Easier said than done."

The Saint Prince grinned and said, "It’s true that the decree is placed at the Fighting Holy Peak... But why should I go fetch it just because you say so?"

"Your Highness, this decree was raised by you."

The Venerable Sea Overturning frowned and said, "You naturally have to prove it."

"Indeed, that’s the reason."

The Mountain Shifting Venerable quickly nodded in agreement.

The Saint Prince coldly looked towards Nether Sea, the latter with his hands behind his back and sleeves fluttering, making his intention crystal clear.

The situation today has reached this point.

To prove or not, it’s no longer up to the Saint Prince.

"The rumors and nonsense of these past two years..."

The Saint Prince spoke softly, "There have been too many, and I’m truly tired of hearing them. I know it’s all you causing trouble behind the scenes."

He raised the long rod.

"Nether Sea."

The Saint Prince called his name directly, saying in a deep voice, "If I retrieve the decree, will you dare to kneel and offer an apology?!"

This question was asked with a voice like thunder!

The world trembled to the sound!

"Impudent..."

Ling Chenzi finally stood up and walked over to the Venerable Sea Overturning, saying solemnly, "After all, he is your uncle, how can you defame and attack him so? If there indeed is a decree, bring it forth, why go to such lengths?"

He had no intention initially to participate in this power struggle at Great Ape Mountain but now, having chosen a side, had to exert some effort.

Upon hearing this.

The Saint Prince, far from being angry, instead broke into a broad grin.

"Haha..."

"Well said."

The Saint Prince put away the long rod, smilingly said, "Senior Ling Chenzi, you’re not my uncle, how about you do the kneeling for him? I don’t mind, nor do I fear it shortening my lifespan; if you’re willing to kneel, I’m willing to accept it."

"???"

Anger flashed in Ling Chenzi’s eyes.

He was once the Daoist Great True Man, having painstakingly cultivated an image of being above joy and anger over the years, not letting it be easily shattered.

At this moment, Ling Chenzi stifled his frustration, still maintaining that ethereal and righteous appearance, coldly reminding, "Your Highness, there are numerous foreign guests today, do not lose composure!"

"I know very well what I’m doing."

The Saint Prince said calmly, "Since you’re questioning the decree, why don’t we bet something. Uncle, I won’t ask you to kneel, but if I can produce the decree, you can just bow and apologize. How about that?"

The Venerable Sea Overturning slightly furrowed his brows.

He glanced at Ling Chenzi, the latter nodding discreetly.

"Alright."

The Venerable Sea Overturning spoke.

He did not care about the existence of the decree.

He is more concerned... whether the Saint Prince’s journey to the Fighting Holy Peak can confirm the status of the old fellows.

"Good!"

Upon hearing these words.

The Saint Prince’s eyes lit up, his golden eyes like a blazing sun almost bursting forth, transforming into a long rainbow, heading straight for the Fighting Holy Peak. This Third Realm was shrouded in layers of clouds and mist, the mountains nestled quietly, the Fighting Holy Peak hidden at the source of the Dragon Vein, usually enveloped by layers of great arrays.

To step into this forbidden land.

One needs the Earth Abyss Royal Blood and the Holy Emperor’s permission!

The Venerable Sea Overturning had moved with the thought of privately investigating... He had personally come to the Fighting Holy Peak, but as he stepped slightly forward at the mountain gate, his whole body was scorched by light and fire, nearly punctured by Divine Radiance. After practicing the "Blood Exchange" technique, he essentially abandoned the Imperial Blood, and this life will never have the chance to step into the Fighting Holy Peak, and as for the Shadow, it’s even more out of question, such a filthy existence would be shattered by the Tao Rules of the Fighting Holy Peak the moment it steps forward.

To know.

A thousand years ago, the First Generation Saint Emperor of Great Ape Mountain specifically moved an entire Primordial Immortal Hall to suppress the Shadow.

It can be said that this lineage and the Shadow are in an endless conflict!

"So the Saint Prince has gone?"

Xie Xuanyi’s heart sank.

The long rainbow fell into the Fighting Holy Peak.

The Venerable Sea Overturning, Ling Chenzi, and a group of Great Divine Ability Users all stood up. The Great Saint Mountain isn’t far from the Fighting Holy Peak, all Demons used Qi Control to rush, waiting outside the mountain gate of the Fighting Holy Peak, and as for visiting guests, they all moved... They were here to see the "show"! Now that the "show" was even grander than expected, naturally, they wanted to move to observe closely, to witness the freshest deals at the front!

"Junior Brother, I think something’s amiss."

Venerable Yuan Huo said with a complicated expression, "Could it be that Great Ape Mountain will fight today?"

He hadn’t expected that as soon as the Saint Prince and the Venerable Sea Overturning met, tensions ran high.

This struggle for the throne...

There’s a high chance it won’t end well.

Even if the Saint Prince produces the decree, things likely won’t conclude easily.

"If the Saint Emperor doesn’t show his face shortly, Senior Brother should take the chance to flee quickly."

Xie Xuanyi spoke, offering a friendly warning.

Upon hearing this, Venerable Yuan Huo was taken aback.

He felt that today, his Junior Brother was somewhat different from previous days.

He couldn’t pinpoint what exactly was amiss.

The Junior Brother’s entire demeanor seemed to have changed.

Previously, Venerable Yuan Huo looked down on this cheap Junior Brother, always feeling there was a "muddy aura" about him, but today was different; this Junior Brother Lu overnight became "high-class," and the attitude towards himself cooled considerably, with none of the warm interactions of the past.

"Today’s banquet, the focus isn’t on the decree."

Xie Xuanyi said meaningfully.

"If you see the decree but not the person..."

Venerable Yuan Huo wasn’t foolish, upon hearing this, he suddenly understood Xie Xuanyi’s implication, muttering, "Will there really be a fight?"

"Can’t say for sure."

Xie Xuanyi said, "In short, among thirty-six strategies, retreating is the top strategy; if things look bad, plan to escape early, this is never wrong."

"Makes sense, makes sense."

With this reminder, Venerable Yuan Huo already had a plan in mind.