After entering the Hidden World, Ye Tianchen displayed immense power. Naturally, he didn’t give the Indian Solomon’s Pusuo Sect Leader any face, not because Ye Tianchen was arrogant, but because this Pusuo Sect Leader looked down on him from the start, hoping he would fail with his snide remarks. Ye Tianchen couldn’t possibly show a pleasant face to such a person; there’s no such logic or reason in this world!

Tianchen only acknowledges reason, not people. He is not a pushover, not anywhere. Whether facing those stronger or weaker than himself, Ye Tianchen treats them equally, resolutely refusing any coercion or incentives—even if it’s the Heavenly King himself. That’s Ye Tianchen’s character.

Following the Great Elder of the Chinese Kunlun Secret Realm, Ye Tianchen and the big man with a sword entered the palace built atop the Cloud Peak. Inside the palace, there were several cushions. Aside from the three empty cushions, four people were already sitting on the other cushions. Ye Tianchen knew these four; they were powerful figures from the Mortal World, known for their strength. They had arrived early and entered the palace. However, what Ye Tianchen didn’t expect was that these four seemed not to be very fond of him, immediately starting with sneers and mocking remarks!

In the lukewarm conversation between the Great Elder of the Chinese Kunlun Secret Realm and these people, Ye Tianchen learned their identities. The man with a scepter was Egypt’s Pharaoh; the one wearing a Taoist robe with a large avatar on it was the Zeus Family’s Clan Leader from Greece; the person in the fire-cloud colored clothing was the Vatican Pope; regarding the bald monk wearing a kasaya like some Chinese monks, he was Roma Vulcan. As for the bald one in a kasaya earlier, he was the Pusuo Sect Leader from Indian Solomon.

Roma Vulcan and the Pusuo Sect Leader from Indian Solomon appear to be monks, but there are noticeable differences. What adorned their heads was distinctly different; Roma Vulcan had a dotted scar, whereas the Pusuo Sect Leader’s head featured an unclear pattern, clearly different from each other!

"Amitabha Buddha, seeing this benefactor also comes from China, he must be in the same group as the Kunlun Great Elder?" Roma Vulcan asked with a smile.

"Indeed, senior!" Ye Tianchen nodded, addressing Roma Vulcan.

"Hmph, the old Kunlun geezer, in any case, breaking the rules like this is wrong!" Egypt’s Pharaoh snorted coldly.

"Pharaoh, you’re mistaken; the rules were established when we entered together back then. Now, after so many years, even if they’re altered, it’s not unreasonable, is it?" The Great Elder of the Chinese Kunlun Secret Realm said calmly.

"Can you alter them just because you say so?" The Zeus Family’s Clan Leader asked, discontentedly.

"The rules back then were decided together. You want to change them alone, but have you asked if we agree?" The Vatican Pope also asked with a somewhat aggressive demeanor.

Looking at Egypt’s Pharaoh, the Zeus Family’s Clan Leader, and the Vatican Pope, the Great Elder of the Chinese Kunlun Secret Realm coldly said, "So what? I remember we once said, whoever can get here by their own ability becomes one of us. Have you forgotten?"

"Did those two get here by their own merit?" Egypt’s Pharaoh questioned incredulously.

"They passed through icy expanses and blazing seas; to have reached this point means they are not much inferior to us!" The Great Elder of the Chinese Kunlun Secret Realm stated sternly.

"Not inferior to us? Hmph, I find it hard to believe!" The Zeus Family’s Clan Leader dismissed and sneered.

"Old geezer, if you don’t believe it, why not have a bout?" The big man with a sword, quick-tempered as he is, laughed and asked immediately.

"You... courting death!" The Zeus Family’s Clan Leader stood up instantly, seemingly wanting to crush Ye Tianchen and the big man with a sword immediately.

Seeing the Zeus Family’s Clan Leader rise, the big man with a sword stepped forward. He wasn’t one to back down. These old geezers were too arrogant; there was nothing more to be said to them. Therefore, the big man with a sword prepared to make a move, but the Vatican Pope stopped the Zeus Family’s Clan Leader.

"If you intend to fight to the death here, you’d better wait until after the decisions are made. By then, it won’t concern us!" The Vatican Pope spoke calmly.

"Alright, everyone sit down. We indeed said back then, whoever gets into this palace by their own skill becomes one of us and can partake in decision-making. I think these two young men have cultivation realms not inferior to ours; they’re qualified!" Roma Vulcan said with a smile.

"Ha, you know how to curry favor!" Egypt’s Pharaoh, somewhat displeased, looked at Roma Vulcan and said.

To be honest, Ye Tianchen and the big man with a sword understood that among these old folks in here, aside from the Great Elder of the Chinese Kunlun Secret Realm—and with Roma Vulcan’s stance unclear—the rest of the old geezers were quite displeased with them, even wanting to launch an attack. The Pusuo Sect Leader from Indian Solomon, the Vatican Pope, the Zeus Family’s Clan Leader, and Egypt’s Pharaoh are the strongest people in the Mortal World. They manipulate it at their whim, including the creation, survival, and development of nations—they’ve determined those, being the ones deemed superior by the world’s populace, though very few are aware. In terms of cultivation realms, their strength is very considerable, having reached the Martial Saint Realm without entering the Ancient Martial World, which is truly remarkable. Therefore, they hold themselves in very high regard!

Precisely because these folks hold themselves in high esteem—not only as the strongest in the Mortal World but even in the Ancient Martial World—they are so domineering. Additionally, in terms of cultivation years, they are far senior to Ye Tianchen and the big man with a sword. Nevertheless, these two young newcomers entered here with no regard for them, not showing deference, which displeased them greatly.

However, Ye Tianchen isn’t that type of person; you respect me, and I will respect you in return. If you always carry yourself with an air of superiority from the very start, I cannot possibly humble myself before you—there’s no such logic or principle, nor is it Ye Tianchen’s style and character!

"Let’s discuss the matter at hand; this time’s issue concerns the Mortal World’s configuration and affects the lives of countless ordinary people—it’s decided by us here. Resolve any grudges after discussing and settling the matter; you wouldn’t want your own people to be impacted, would you?" Roma Vulcan spoke.

The Great Elder of the Chinese Kunlun Secret Realm glanced at Ye Tianchen and the big man with a sword, gesturing with his eyes before saying, "Alright, let’s sit and talk about the business!"

Ye Tianchen and the big man with a sword paused before each moving to the side to the unoccupied cushions. The Great Elder of the Chinese Kunlun Secret Realm already sat in his spot, and beside him were two empty positions—two empty cushions. Ye Tianchen and the big man with a sword moved over and sat cross-legged upon them.

Just then, the Pusuo Sect Leader from Indian Solomon entered. Seeing the scene, he frowned deeply, having found himself without a seat. There were seven positions in total within the palace, just seven vacant cushions, now taken by Ye Tianchen and the big man with a sword, leaving none available.

How could the Pusuo Sect Leader from Indian Solomon bear such humiliation? He is one of the strongest on Earth’s secular world, having long been overbearing and extremely formidable, besides being one of the peers here, equal to the others. He has never had anyone sitting while he stood. Earlier, Ye Tianchen and the big man with a sword ignored him, which was alright, but now they had even taken his seat, deeply embarrassing him—a grave humiliation for the Pusuo Sect Leader from Indian Solomon!

"Stand up, that’s my spot!" The Pusuo Sect Leader from Indian Solomon walked over to the big man with a sword, saying unhappily.

"What? What did you say? I didn’t quite catch that!" The big man with a sword feigned ignorance and said.

"You... I’m telling you to stand up, or else you die!" The Pusuo Sect Leader from Indian Solomon glared viciously at the big man with a sword.

"Old geezer, do you think anyone fears you? Bring it on, have a fight! Don’t think you’re invincible; sure, you all may be among the strongest in the Mortal World, but not to me. Not in the Ancient Martial World, nor in the Martial Arts World, so get that straight!" The big man with a sword said fiercely.

"Courting death!" The Pusuo Sect Leader from Indian Solomon could no longer endure. He couldn’t possibly remain intimidated in front of the other strongest figures by the big man with a sword. Moreover, he truly believed his cultivation was formidable and his combat power was remarkable, thus immediately striking a palm towards the big man with a sword.

The big man with a sword was no weakling, returning the gesture with his palm. The two forces collided, producing an evenly matched blow, which made everyone frown, for the Pusuo Sect Leader from Indian Solomon and the big man with a sword seemed evenly matched.

Whoosh!

Whoosh! 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Soon after, the big man with a sword and the Pusuo Sect Leader from Indian Solomon rushed out of the palace, seemingly suggesting only one of them could survive... (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please vote for it at qidian.com, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)