Ming Zhitian looked up at the mysterious Yunxu Miao Zhi Men and asked, "I am Ming Zhitian, may I ask if Divine Martial King resides here?"
The guard pointed his spear at Ming Zhitian, "Leave quickly, do not cause trouble, or else… execution!"
Hua Ruxian presented the Cold Ice Like Sword and Fire Shang Blade. Two Divine Vestige guards took a wary step back, "What do you intend to do?"
Hua Ruxian said, "These two magic artifacts are the swords of my master, the old man of Xuancheng. Please deliver them to the Divine Martial King; he will surely see us."
"The old man of Xuancheng?" The Divine Vestige guards were stunned, "You say he is, and so he is? Leave quickly."
Hua Ruxian angrily rebuked them, "Hurry and announce us. If you delay us, you will suffer! You go ahead. If it is false, you can still drive us away later."
The Divine Vestige guards, half-believing, took the two magic artifacts, "Wait here, I will be back shortly."
A moment later, an invisible hand enveloped them and took them away.
Their vision went black, then brightened. The invisible hand released them, and they saw a vast expanse. Before them stood a man in golden flame-colored attire, his hands behind his back. He was majestic, his eyes holding specks of starlight, his face looking down upon all beings, now gazing at them.
Compared to Mo Li Divine Lord, or Emperor Ou Huangzun, Ming Zhitian felt the person before him was extraordinary, his aura no less than theirs.
He sighed in awe, "Is this a god?"
The Divine Martial King looked at Ming Zhitian, "Such powerful killing intent."
Ming Zhitian quickly clasped his hands in greeting, "I have no ill intentions. My family's suffering is unspeakable, and I carry a deep-seated hatred."
The Divine Martial King stroked the Cold Ice Like Sword and Fire Shang Blade, "How is old Xuancheng doing these days?"
Hua Ruxian and Hua Ruxian were enraged, "How dare you slander my master!"
The Divine Martial King glanced at them, "This is how we address each other. What? You are not pleased?"
"Buzz..."
An invisible force, like Mount Tai crushing down, pressed upon the two women, forcing them to kneel on the ground. Their shoulders felt weak, and they were extremely distressed.
"Ugh..."
Ming Zhitian stepped forward, "Divine Martial King, please show leniency."
Hua Ruxian and Hua Ruxian, seeing their man stand up for them, immediately softened, "We, your juniors, spoke presumptuously and it was truly improper. We beg Divine Martial King not to hold it against us."
The Divine Martial King waved his hand, withdrawing the invisible pressure, "Juniors must abide by the rules of juniors. Before me, to contradict me, for others, you would have long since turned to ashes. And you, if not for the sake of old Xuancheng, do you think you would still be standing here listening to my teachings?"
Hua Ruxian and the two women nodded repeatedly, "Divine Martial King is correct. Replying to Divine Martial King, my master is living well. You are thoughtful."
Ming Zhitian said, "I had a drink with him some time ago. He has a good capacity for alcohol."
The Divine Martial King's stern demeanor finally eased slightly. He smiled, "That old fellow, still such a wine-lover."
He then returned the two magic artifacts to Hua Ruxian and the two women, "Are you two old Xuancheng's esteemed disciples?"
The two women nodded in succession, "Yes." They were still displeased with the appellation but dared not voice it.
The Divine Martial King looked at Ming Zhitian, "And who are you?"
Ming Zhitian introduced, "I am Ming Zhitian, and this is my brother, Fei Jiang."
The Divine Martial King glanced at Fei Jiang, "You... are the Divine Wolf Fei Jiang?"
Fei Jiang cupped his hands and nodded, "Mere reputation."
The Divine Martial King said calmly, "Speak, what business do you have with me?"