Divine Weapon? Phoenix Turned Chicken?

Murong Yunhai and the others were dumbstruck, their minds whirling.

How was this different from their own experiences?

At this moment, Murong Gong's heart was even more complicated, his eyes widening.

His body involuntarily began to tremble.

As if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

What was going on?

Just where was this place?

As soon as he stepped over the threshold, in the next moment, countless powerful auras descended upon him.

Those auras were terribly formidable.

His experience was extensive, having seen cultivators who had traversed tribulations.

But now, he felt that each of the auras acting upon him was many times stronger than those cultivators!

At this moment, he knew he had truly made the wrong bet.

His own son had not lied to him!

This damn place really was the abode of an immortal!

He felt like crying, as if he was being restrained, unable to move his body at all.

And at that moment, he suddenly heard the sound of something flying.

In the blink of an eye, a kitchen knife flew out from inside the house.

Seeing this scene, Murong Gong was so scared he almost wet his pants.

Because he realized that this kitchen knife was, by the heavens, an terrifying weapon!

He had a feeling that if this knife struck him, he would undoubtedly die!

Seeing the knife fly out, aimed at his own father, Murong Yunhai was so scared that he hurriedly ran out the door.

He didn't care about anything else, but as soon as he stepped over the threshold, he found that he felt no pressure at all.

His eyes lit up, and he quickly ran in front of his father to block the knife.

However, the knife's speed did not slow as it flew towards them.

"Knife, stop." At this time, a voice rang out.

After the voice sounded, the knife immediately halted, hovering in mid-air.

Seeing this powerful weapon stop, Murong Yunhai and the others simultaneously exhaled a breath of foul air.

Too dangerous!

And at this time, following the voice, they looked over.

Only then did they realize that the one speaking was actually a rooster!

This...

"Phoenix, this old fool clearly isn't a good person, and I've never seen him before, so it should be fine to chop him up a few times," the knife trembled, a male voice coming from it.

Murong Yunhai: "..."

Chop a few times and it's fine?

It was also because of this voice that the shock in Murong Yunhai and the others' hearts had reached an incomparable level.

A spirit weapon!

A spirit weapon that could speak and had such high intelligence, this was actually... a divine weapon?!

Only by reaching the level of a divine weapon could such a powerful spirit weapon be born!

Murong Yunhai gasped in astonishment.

The predecessor really was an immortal!!

Moreover, a top-tier existence even in the immortal realm.

Because this entire house was full of divine weapons!

Even an ordinary immortal could not reach this level!

No, wait!!

Suddenly, Murong Yunhai and the others simultaneously realized another point.

Phoe... Phoenix?!!

The few of them simultaneously shifted their gazes, staring woodenly at the rooster.

This powerful divine weapon had just called it... a phoenix?!

Murong Gong was still kneeling, his appearance now disheveled in the wind.

The phoenix was only found in legends.

It was said that even in the immortal realm, it was extremely rare, serving only as the guardian spirit beast of top powers!

But now this phoenix had taken the form of an ordinary rooster, guarding this plain courtyard?!

*gulping sound*

The four of them swallowed audibly at the same time.

They had lost the ability to speak.

The rooster continued: "This old man is clearly a fool. If you chop a fool, aren't you afraid of becoming a fool yourself?"

Hearing this, the knife seemed to glance at Murong Gong, and then said: "You make a fair point."

After speaking, it flew back inside the house.

Murong Gong: "..."

He really felt like crying.

The humanized rooster glanced at Murong Gong and the others, but said nothing more, strolling back under the peach tree and lying down motionlessly.

The surroundings became quiet again.

But Murong Gong was still kneeling on the ground, unable to move.

Seeing that his father had been saved by the great rooster, Murong Yunhai respectfully bowed to the great rooster, "Many thanks to the divine beast, we are eternally grateful for your tremendous kindness."

However, the great rooster completely ignored him.

Being disregarded, Murong Yunhai could only smile bitterly.

And seeing that he was no longer under the pressure from before, he walked over to his father, intending to help him up.

But as soon as he touched his father, he felt those powerful auras pressing down on him again, the pressure instantly returning.

"This!"

He quickly retreated.

At this moment, he realized that the pressure vanished instantly.

He understood - these powerful beings intentionally meant to discipline his father!

He was helpless, looking at his father and saying: "Father, it seems the predecessor is no longer here. Just endure for a while, when he returns you should be able to get up."

Murong Gong wore a bitter expression, unable to even speak now, only able to kneel silently.

Thankfully, after not too long, a handsome youth walked over carrying a basket.

Upon seeing Murong Yunhai and the others standing outside the door, Chen Ping'an paused for a moment.

It hadn't been long since they left, and they were back already?

Seeing Chen Ping'an, Murong Yunhai and the others' eyes lit up, and they quickly bowed, calling out: "Predecessor."

Chen Ping'an approached and said, "Why have you come back, is there something else?"

As he spoke, he suddenly noticed Murong Gong kneeling inside the doorway, and unable to look directly at Murong Yunhai and the others, he asked: "Why is that old man doing that?!"

Murong Yunhai smiled bitterly and said, "He's my father."

Huh?!

So that was the venerable patriarch of Mount Liao Sect?!

For such a powerful cultivator to be in this state now, what was going on?!

"Predecessor, please get up!" Chen Ping'an hurried over and helped Murong Gong to his feet.

And as soon as Chen Ping'an spoke, Murong Gong found that all the pressures acting on him instantly dissipated without a trace.

Supported by Chen Ping'an, he stood up.

But upon looking at Chen Ping'an, he was dumbstruck again.

"This..."

Looking at Chen Ping'an, it was as if he was seeing a ghostly deity.

At this moment, in his eyes, with Chen Ping'an at the center, the entire small town was suddenly filled with the patterns of the Dao!

He recalled what his son had said not long ago.

Surrounded by the patterns of the Dao.

But this was not just his surroundings!

It extended for miles around!

"Greetings... predecessor!"

Murong Gong, no longer caring how unwell his body felt, hurriedly paid his respects.

Hearing these words and seeing the other's reverence, Chen Ping'an was confused again.

At this moment, he had completely confirmed it.

This whole family really did have problems with their minds.

And it seemed to be hereditary!