Gu Feng raised an eyebrow, hiding behind Jiu Long, and cursed, "I'm just trying to protect myself! No matter how grandiose your words are, can you really silence the whispers of the world? Truly shameless!"

At this moment, Ye Tianchen flew over to Gu Feng and his group, looking up with arrogance, "That's right! If you want to fight, then fight! Why waste words!"

The tension between the two sides was palpable, a fierce battle was imminent!

Suddenly!

A loud celestial sound echoed from the sky!

Blinding golden light pierced through the clouds, accompanied by the rise of Buddhist chants, and countless golden petals rained down like a storm!

Everyone was stunned, too afraid to move.

A procession slowly descended from the clouds, like gods descending to the mortal realm!

Leading the group were four exotic beasts with ox heads and deer antlers, their bodies covered in shimmering silver scales, revealing their cultivation at the Elemental Infant Realm!

Even more terrifying was that these four beasts were merely beasts of burden for the celestial carriage behind them.

On the celestial carriage, a man in a gray robe looked down at the crowd with an air of divinity, his expression sacred, accompanied by several solemn and respectful celestial children.

Moving closer to Jiu Long, Gu Feng whispered, "Where did this great deity come from?"

Jiu Long's expression was grave, and he didn't answer.

"Virtuous Brother Ye, you're knowledgeable, do you know who they are?" Gu Feng asked Ye Tianchen with curiosity.

Ye Tianchen slowly shook his head, looking at the procession in the sky, and replied, "I don't know either, but they seem to have quite a background."

Gu Huaisheng was trembling all over at this moment, and he was the first to bow, loudly and respectfully saying, "The Third Elder of the Gu Family, leading the cultivators of Heroic Spirit City, pays respects to the Immortal Messenger of the Divine King!"

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Seeing this, the elders quickly followed suit, not daring to lift their heads.

With those words, everyone was shocked, and the three Governors of the Chen Long Army hurriedly led their soldiers to withdraw their battle formations and bow in unison!

In the south of the city, many cultivators who had been lurking to watch the commotion also revealed themselves and bowed.

"Pay respects to the Immortal Messenger of the Divine King!"

The crowd shouted in unison, deafening!

Only Gu Feng, along with Jiu Long and Ye Tianchen's brother and sister, remained standing.

So, this was the legendary Immortal Messenger under the Divine King of the Eastern Region. Though called an Immortal Messenger, they weren't truly "immortal"! Yet their cultivation was unfathomable.

"Bold Gu Feng! How dare you not bow when the Immortal Messenger descends!?" Gu Huaisheng couldn't help but scold when he saw him standing straight.

At this moment, the old guy was overjoyed inside! The arrival of the Immortal Messenger must have been due to Gu Feng's actions catching the attention of the Divine King!

The Divine King of the Eastern Region, ruler of hundreds of thousands of miles of territory in the Eastern Region Divine Continent, would not tolerate anyone challenging his authority!

Gu Huaisheng was certain that Gu Feng truly had no chance of turning things around this time!

Always thinking these guys were just pretentious, Gu Feng was now like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water, with no intention of bowing!

Since he was going to face consequences either way, he might as well keep his dignity!

The gray-robed Immortal Messenger looked solemnly at Gu Feng and his group, slightly frowning, then pulled out a golden scroll from his long sleeve, and loudly proclaimed, "By the decree of the Divine King..."

Everyone lowered their heads even more, ears perked up, listening intently.

"Ye Tianchen, though defiant and arrogant, disregarding the law, his exceptional talent and limitless potential have earned the Divine King's favor. His crimes are pardoned, effective immediately, and the Divine King's pursuit order is rescinded. His cultivation record is to be integrated into Heroic Spirit City!"

"What?!"

The crowd was in an uproar!

Gu Huaisheng even thought he had heard wrong, how could the Divine King pardon Ye Tianchen like this?! It made no sense!

Gu Feng chuckled silently, not believing in any so-called favor for talent.

With over a billion cultivators in the Eastern Region Divine Continent, dozens of Chosen emerge every year. Favor for talent? Could the Divine King of the Eastern Region really love them all?

Wrapping an arm around the bewildered Ye Tianchen, Gu Feng laughed, "Oh! Virtuous Brother Ye, who would've thought you had such depth, getting pardoned just like that? Come on, tell me, which senior powerhouse put in a good word for you? Introduce me, I'd love to borrow such a powerful backing from time to time!"

Ye Tianchen gave a bitter smile, completely clueless about the situation, but since he was pardoned, it was undoubtedly a good thing. Moreover, his cultivation record was now part of Heroic Spirit City, freeing him from a life of being hunted and constantly on the run.

After a pause, the gray-robed Immortal Messenger looked around coldly and asked, "In the Sequence of Heroic Spirit City, where is Gu Feng?"

Rolling his eyes, hearing the Immortal Messenger call his name, Gu Feng's smile froze. He adjusted his sleeves, lightly fanning himself with a folding fan, and rode his shabby Sharing Flying Sword forward.

"If this guy makes a move on you later, just turn and run, I'll handle it," Jiu Long followed closely, his face gloomy, silently transmitting his voice.

Nodding, Gu Feng felt touched. Even at this point, Jiu Long was still protecting him, which was truly commendable.

Led by Gu Huaisheng, the elders were secretly delighted, thinking that if the Divine King wanted to deal with Gu Feng, it would save them the trouble.

"Are you Gu Feng?"

After secretly probing Gu Feng's cultivation and looking at the strange, trashy flying sword beneath him, the gray-robed Immortal Messenger frowned deeply.

With a snap, Gu Feng closed his folding fan, raised an eyebrow, and loudly responded, "Yes, that's me!"