Chapter 487: Seeing the Violet Spirit Devourer Monkey Again (2/2)

The origin of that Beast Emperor in the ancient times was a Copper Arm Ape Deity, also the Ape Deity Temple’s first Temple Master. It was later referred to as the Ape Deity Emperor. This Windless Tunnel was the place that the Ape Deity Emperor used when he cultivated.

Zhou Yunpeng was battling a sixteen, seventeen-year-old looking young man, with distinctive good looks and overwhelming demonic qi surging from his body.

Zhou Yunpeng repelled the young man with a palm attack, and his laughter sounded again, “Little punk, even if you’re a rare Violet Spirit Devourer Monkey, your strength is still a little too weak. In short, you’re not my opponent, if I wanted to kill you it’s would be as easy as snapping my fingers. If you willingly submit to me, becoming my pet mount, I can spare your life after refining the spirit Devourer bloodline in your body!”

“You want me to submit to you? You think you’re qualified?” The young man sneered, “If I die, my Big brother will avenge me!”

“Big brother?” Zhou Yunpeng continued laughing, “Since it’s like that, I’ll kill you and refine your spirit Devourer bloodline, let’s see then what your dog-fart Big brother can do to me!”

With a quiver, the young man transformed into a giant monkey covered in lustrous purple hair and the bluest pupils. Both arms swung out to attack Zhou Yunpeng.

“Reckless idiot!” Zhou Yunpeng countered with a similar attack, resulting in a booming collision. The transformed giant monkey was thrown far back, slamming against the tunnel wall, reverting to its human form.

Zhou Yunpeng sneered, approaching the young man with a slow gait, “After I refine your spirit Devourer bloodline and get Ape Deity Emperor’s cultivation technique and divine pellets, within a hundred year’s time I can definitely breakthrough to the God Realm, conquering the Ten Directions Continent and becoming the hegemon of one direction. At that time, whoever is unwilling will die, whoever dares not to submit, annihilate!

Another burst of mad laughter rang in the tunnel.

Zhou Yunpeng stopped within inches of that young man, raising his right palm, striking down on the young man’s skull without mercy: “Die—!”

At this critical moment, a shower of saber energy pierced through space, flying toward Zhou Yunpeng. There was also a great blood dragon ready to tear Zhou Yunpeng apart.

Zhou Yunpeng was greatly startled, swiftly leaping back while his palm changed the direction of attack with a wrist turn, slapping onto the blood dragon.

Another great quake ran through the tunnel.

Looking over at the source of ambush, a black-haired young human came into Zhou Yunpeng’s field of view.

Huang Xiaolong’s attention, on the other hand, was focused on the young man looking about fifteen to sixteen years old. Although he had never seen the little violet monkey’s human form, he could tell that it was him with a single glance.

That aura, those eyes, everything was so familiar.

The younger man slowly got up from the ground, his eyes were also fixed on Huang Xiaolong with an indescribable excitement on his face. He stammered a little due to excitement, “Bi-Big brother!” His eyes immediately turned red-rimmed.

Huang Xiaolong was stunned at first hearing what the young man called him, then his face bloomed into a smile, “Little guy, twenty years of separation, you’ve grown so big now!” By now, Huang Xiaolong no longer had any doubt that it was the Violet Spirit Devourer Monkey that he knew.

Huang Xiaolong’s smile widened, it was a happy smile that came from his heart.

Reborn in this Martial Spirit World, if it weren’t for the little violet monkey, Huang Xiaolong wouldn’t have gotten the Asura Tactics and Asura Ring, and would definitely not have the achievements he had today.

Seeing the little violet monkey again, Huang Xiaolong felt like a reunion with a long lost loved one. It was that kind of joy, that kind of happiness.

“Big brother, careful!” Suddenly, the Violet Spirit Devourer Monkey cried out.

A violent force struck Huang Xiaolong from the back, and it was too late for him to dodge. Zhou Yunpeng’s palm struck Huang Xiaolong’s back accurately.

“Haha, little brat, this is your so-called brother? I’ll kill him first, then refine your spirit Devourer bloodline!” Watching his palm strike Huang Xiaolong as planned, Zhou Yunpeng became complacent once more, laughing with abandon. Even Ao Kun would suffer grave injuries if he was hit with this palm unprepared.

But in the next second, Zhou Yunpeng’s laughter abruptly halted.