Chapter 1671: It Doesn't Exist!

"Sir, I am from Tianshui Imperial Capital, my grandfather is..."

Zhuo Han was about to introduce himself when the old drunkard's aura suddenly erupted. Zhuo Han's face turned pale, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

The old drunkard said coldly, "You dare threaten me? Even if it were Zhuo Shilong, or even Ji Xun himself, they'd have to keep their tails between their legs here!"

The old drunkard's aura was terrifying; all those Divine Lord realm experts turned pale as paper.

They simply couldn't withstand the old drunkard's overwhelming pressure.

"Hmph! Put away your pride. Before me, your pride is worthless! Though fighting is forbidden at the foot of Tongtian Mountain, dealing with little brats like you takes just a glance!"

The old drunkard now showed no trace of drunkenness, exuding the demeanor of a true master.

Even Ye Yuan felt immense pressure.

Indeed, killing Zhuo Han would be as easy as crushing an ant; he wouldn't even need to lift a finger.

"S-sir, w-we'll hand them over!"

Uttering these words seemed to drain Zhuo Han of all his strength.

The old drunkard withdrew his aura and snorted, "An ignorant little brat! Didn't Zhuo Shilong teach you how to behave before you left home?"

The pressure on everyone suddenly lifted, and they looked at the old drunkard in fear.

Only then did they realize how powerful this guardian of the southern foothill town truly was!

Zhuo Han was gnashing his teeth in hatred but dared not show any discontent.

He could sense that this old drunkard would really kill.

Moreover, the man didn't give a damn about his grandfather, Zhuo Shilong!

And who was Ji Xun?

He was the city lord of Tianshui Imperial Capital!

There were various claims about the backgrounds of these towns at the foot of Tongtian Mountain.

Some said they were controlled by certain Supreme Heavenly Emperors; others said they were under the control of Dao Ancestors!

But without a doubt, behind them were existences not to be trifled with!

The two disciples from Tianshui Imperial Capital reluctantly handed over their wooden tokens to Ye Yuan and Ning Tianping.

Ning Tianping took the token, waved it in front of Zhuo Han, and laughed, "See, we have tokens now."

Zhuo Han was furious!

Go ahead and gloat! Just you wait and see if the Heavenly Dao doesn't crush you on Tongtian Mountain!

Zhuo Han could only console himself this way, though it wasn't really consolation—he believed Ye Yuan would be crushed into meat paste.

The old drunkard glanced at Zhuo Han and said flatly, "Daring to challenge the guardian's authority, these two are forbidden from ascending Tongtian Mountain for three years!"

Zhuo Han's expression changed; he opened his mouth to speak but, recalling the old drunkard's terrifying strength, swallowed his words.

The more he said, the more the old drunkard would press on.

Zhuo Han wasn't stupid; he knew when to back down.

He just couldn't understand why such a strong expert would care so much about a Return to Void realm cultivator.

The two disciples looked aggrieved, on the verge of tears.

When two titans clash, it's the little guys who suffer.

And they had nowhere to seek justice.

The old drunkard said flatly, "Here, I am the law! Whatever I tell you to do, you do obediently! Now, start the ascent!"

The two armored men stood at the front of the line and began letting people up the mountain.

Everyone had to show their wooden token to pass.

Ye Yuan cupped his hands to the old drunkard and said, "Thank you, senior!"

The old drunkard took a swig of wine, waved his hand, and signaled them to go up.

Watching Ye Yuan's figure disappear into the passage, a trace of worry flashed in the old drunkard's eyes.

Though Wuchen had sworn that Ye Yuan would be fine, this was still Tongtian Mountain, the most formidable and fearsome existence in the world.

Ye Yuan was, after all, the successor of Immortal Lin. If he died, all hope would be lost.

...

As soon as they entered the passage, everyone felt as if something had been stripped away; they could no longer fly.

A group of Divine Lord realm experts felt like mortals again.

The entire Tongtian Mountain was like a giant cage.

And they were like birds trapped inside.

Zhuo Han glared at Ye Yuan with venomous eyes and said coldly, "Kid, don't be too pleased with yourself! Once you enter this passage, there's no turning back. You'll be crushed into pulp by the Heavenly Dao's pressure!"

Ye Yuan glanced at him and said flatly, "Fool, worry about yourself first. You're jumping around like a clown. Don't look at me like that; if you're not convinced, come and hit me!"

"You! I'm telling you, the guardian can't leave the southern foothill town. If you've got guts, never leave this place!" Zhuo Han ground his teeth in anger.

How could he dare to make a move?

Now that they were in the passage, any move would trigger divine punishment, and he'd be reduced to nothing.

Here, there was no need for the guardian to intervene; no one dared to fight.

Soon, everyone neared the exit of the passage, and the pressure on them increased sharply.

The aura of the Heavenly Dao grew stronger.

The terrifying aura made them feel as if they were immersed in the river of the Heavenly Dao, unable to extricate themselves.

But the more intense it was, the closer they could get to the Heavenly Dao, feeling its presence, and the easier it was to break through.

Of course, Tongtian Mountain wasn't omnipotent.

Some could break through multiple realms here, while others couldn't break through at all.

It all depended on one's aptitude.

Ye Yuan and Ning Tianping walked at the back. Feeling the increasingly powerful aura of the Heavenly Dao, even Ning Tianping began to worry.

He was concerned whether Ye Yuan could withstand such pressure from the Heavenly Dao.

Everyone filed out of the passage, but no one left.

They all wanted to see how Ye Yuan, a Return to Void realm cultivator, would be crushed into meat paste by the Heavenly Dao.

Leng Qiuling clenched her fists, showing her inner tension.

For some reason, she was very worried about Ye Yuan, afraid to see that bloody scene.

Zhuo Han and his junior brothers, of course, most wanted to see Ye Yuan crushed into pulp.

He was visibly excited, gritting his teeth and muttering, "Die! Die! Die!"

His junior brothers also glared hatefully at Ye Yuan, their faces full of excitement.

"Reckless fool, see if you don't die!"

"No mischief, no death! If you're asking for it, no one can stop you!"

"Best if he dies without a trace!"

...

Amid the curses, Ye Yuan finally set one foot onto Tongtian Mountain!

Suddenly, Ye Yuan's whole body shook violently, and the miniature Tongtian Mountain inside him rumbled.

A flash of insight struck his mind, giving him a feeling of sudden enlightenment!

The shackles that had bound him for three hundred years were finally broken!

At that moment, Ye Yuan almost wanted to sing out loud.

This exhilarating feeling was beyond words.

Of course, outsiders couldn't sense the changes inside Ye Yuan.

Zhuo Han only saw Ye Yuan trembling, as if unable to withstand the Heavenly Dao's pressure.

He and his junior brothers watched eagerly, waiting for Ye Yuan to collapse.

But Ye Yuan still stood there.

Suddenly, Ye Yuan slowly opened his eyes and said with a faint smile, "What are you looking at? Waiting for me to be crushed into pulp by the Heavenly Dao? It doesn't exist!"