Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"The Immortal Lord will probably realize something is wrong soon. Let's go and bring out all the disciples in the secret realm first."

As Zhang Yifeng spoke, two tokens appeared in his hand, which were the secret realm tokens that the two Chaoyang sent to Zhang Yifeng before they left.

Immortal power was injected into the token, and a space crack suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Yifeng and the others.

After walking into the space crack, Zhang Yifeng and the others returned to the secret realm again and walked all the way to the barrier of the secret realm.

Following the method of the two Chaoyang Sect monks, Zhang Yifeng raised his hand and placed the two tokens on the barrier at the same time.

Then inject immortal power into it, and the barrier covering the entire secret realm will be opened immediately.

The moment the barrier opened, a crowd had gathered in the secret realm, and the monks who learned about the conspiracy behind the Chaoyang Festival were stunned.

Then he rushed towards the edge of the secret realm, preparing to settle accounts with the two Chaoyang Sect monks.

When they arrived at the border, they found that the two Chaoyang Sect monks had disappeared, and only Zhang Yifeng and three Mingyue Sect disciples were standing at the border.

At this time, the two small sect teams that Zhang Yifeng had taken over before, as well as the two junior sisters from the Chaoyang Sect, walked out of the crowd and explained to everyone.

When they learned that Zhang Yifeng helped everyone survive the disaster, the disciples of the sect present all bowed to Zhang Yifeng to express their gratitude.

"The Mingyue Sect really lives up to its name as the number one sect in the righteous way. It stepped in in times of crisis and is truly a role model for our generation. I, the Shengdan Pavilion, will definitely remember the kindness of the Mingyue Sect and ask the three of you to accept this order. If you have a chance in the future, you must come to Shengdan Pavilion to talk to me."

From the team of Shengdan Pavilion, an imposing young man walked out, came to Zhang Yifeng and the others, and handed Zhang Yifeng a token.

The word "Shengdan" was written on the letter, and on the back was engraved a word "question", which should be the name of this young man.

"Senior brother of Shengdan Pavilion made a serious statement. This is what we should do. Without further ado, we should leave as soon as possible in case something changes."

Zhang Yifeng said in a solemn tone, and the monks from various sects present also nodded. There is no guarantee that there will be no danger in this secret realm.

Using the token to open the space crack, Zhang Yifeng led people out of the secret realm.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yifeng and others all appeared in the square of Chaoyang City.

The disciples of the sects who returned to the square rushed towards each sect's station with gloomy expressions.

Obviously, what happened at this Chaoyang Festival must be fed back to various sects.

He noticed that all the disciples from various sects came out together, and most of them had terrifyingly gloomy expressions.

The casual cultivators who were watching from the outside of the officialdom were immediately stunned. At the same time, the scribe in charge of the registration ceremony for the Chaoyang Festival also realized that something was wrong and turned around to leave quietly.

At this moment, Zhang Yifeng appeared beside him, put a hand on his shoulder, and blocked his way.

"Senior is leaving in such a hurry, is there something wrong in his heart?"

Zhang Yifeng sneered and said to the scribe in a low voice.

"Little, little friend, what do you mean? How could I have something in my heart? I just went..."

"You want to find reinforcements, right? By the way, let's take a look at the current situation of the Blood God that you have carefully planned for a long time."

Zhang Yifeng's words were shocking, and the scribe who was being held down suddenly began to tremble all over.

"You, how do you know the Blood God? You can't be from the shell. Who are you!"

The scribe turned around with a horrified look on his face and saw a fist as big as a sandbag hitting him in the face.

Under the force of the punch, the scribe was directly knocked to the ground by Zhang Yifeng, and he fainted with a kick.

Looking at the scribe whose face had been beaten into a disheveled shape, Mu Yan couldn't help but complain.

"Junior brother, I'm afraid you're going to knock this guy out with this punch."

"It's okay. Being stupid is just stupid, as long as the person didn't run away."

"When the Immortal Lord arrives, even a fool can be made to speak honestly."

Zhang Yifeng said lightly. While they were talking, suddenly a fairy light lit up in the sky.

An imposing figure slowly fell from the sky and landed on Chaoyang City Square.

The person who came was not the Immortal Lord, but an Immortal General wearing black armor.

After landing, the Immortal General looked around the square and found the scribe who had been knocked to the ground by Zhang Yifeng.

Walking up to Zhang Yifeng, he looked carefully and nodded slightly.

"As expected of the person that the Immortal Lord values, you have made great contributions to the Chaoyang City incident this time. The Immortal Lord has authorized me to fulfill your wish!"

Zhang Yifeng did not hold on to the matter. Since the Immortal Lord sent people down, Zhang Yifeng would naturally not interfere in this matter again.

"I have met the Immortal General. I believe that the Immortal Lord already knows my wish. This time the Immortal General comes to the Immortal Lord and must have some instructions."

The immortal general was stunned when he heard this, then laughed loudly, took out a parchment scroll from his arms and handed it to Zhang Yifeng.

"Haha, my little friend is indeed amazing. I'm actually looking forward to seeing you in the Immortal General Hall in the future."

Zhang Yifeng took the parchment respectfully, then took a step back and walked aside.

Upon seeing this, the immortal general nodded, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"What do you two wish for?"

Xian turned his attention to Mu Yan and Ouyang Zi and asked them.

"Master Immortal General, please destroy my poisonous body."

Ouyang Zi took a step forward and said to the god general with a look of hope on his face.

"Oh? The Ten Thousand Poison Body is a rare immortal body that can only be seen in a thousand years in the immortal world. You actually want me to destroy it?"

"Ahem, if you like it, Lord Immortal General, you can take it. This physique is really doing me a lot of harm."

Ouyang Zi covered his mouth and coughed twice, then said to the immortal general weakly.

"Of course I can't take away your fairy body for nothing. I just got a piece of fairy energy from slaying the evil demon some time ago, so I can exchange it with you."

The immortal general said calmly, stretched out his hand to cover Ouyang Zi's head, and suddenly green energy was sucked into the immortal general's hand.

Then a wisp of light blue gas emerged from Xian Jiang's other hand, and he stuffed it directly into Ouyang Zi's body.

After a long time, Ouyang Zi opened his eyes, feeling the vitality bursting out of his body, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Thank you so much, Sir Immortal General!"

The immortal general shook his head slightly and said calmly.

"You don't have to thank me. Instead, I should thank you. A fairy spirit is not enough for this transaction. I, Tianchi Immortal General, owe you a favor, and I must repay it in the future!"

Ouyang Zi didn't refuse either. Only a fool would refuse the favor of an immortal general.

The immortal general turned his head and looked at Mu Yan. Mu Yan scratched his head in embarrassment. He had never thought that their group would get the leader of the Chaoyang Festival, nor did he think about any rewards.

Seeing Mu Yan's stunned look, Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but shook his head, pushed Mu Yan and whispered to him.