Divine King of Honour

"Mr. Fang is truly formidable. Such a powerful Demon Beast seems so vulnerable before you. I truly admire you," Ding Feng remarked genuinely as he looked at the slain beast.

Although this young man had toyed with his wife and ultimately caused her death,

it was just as his father said: strength is the foundation of a person.

Once they became powerful, they could have any woman they desired.

Because Fang Chen was powerful, with a strong backing, he could toy with his wife so easily.

Under the twisted teachings of Ding Junshan, Ding Feng bore no resentment towards Fang Chen and even began to admire him.

Fang Chen merely scoffed in response to Ding Feng's praise, disregarding it completely.

In his eyes, Ding Feng was nothing more than a loyal dog.

He had lain with his wife right before him, and he dared not utter a single complaint.

As expected, Ding Feng was not at all upset with Fang Chen's disdain, still sporting a smile.

This demeanor only increased Fang Chen's disdain.

"Where are the two beauties you mentioned? I've been here for days and haven't seen as much as a hair of a woman," Fang Chen angrily said to the still-smiling Ding Feng.

Before coming here, Ding Feng had told him.

There were two stunning beauties among those from the Chen Family who had entered the ancestral land.

Yet, they had not encountered them up to now.

"Mr. Fang, not to worry. Once you seize the Battle Emperor inheritance, I will help you find those two beauties. Even if they leave the ancestral land, I will follow you to the Governor Mansion to capture them, and they couldn't have escaped the ancestral land so quickly. They wouldn't easily give up on the Emperor Palace inheritance, so we just need to wait patiently," Ding Feng hurriedly said.

Fang Chen nodded. He knew that someone from the Chen Family had developed the Star Battle Body, and they wouldn't easily let go of the Emperor Palace inheritance.

"Let's go; let's enter!" Fang Chen commanded.

Ding Feng hurriedly followed him, ready to push open the heavy palace doors.

"If you wish to die, then go ahead and push that door."

However, just as Ding Feng's hand was about to touch the door, an aged voice suddenly came from behind them.

Ding Feng was startled, quickly drew back his hand, and then turned to look behind.

Fang Chen and the other two Battle Generals also turned their heads to look behind, and when they saw an old man with white hair standing not far behind them, they all jumped in surprise.

When had this person appeared?

How had they not noticed him?

And this place was the ancestral land, how could an old man appear here?

"Who are you?" Ding Feng asked warily. The sudden appearance of an old man was not a good sign.

"How dare you speak to me with that attitude?" Xu Nian suddenly shouted. His voice, mixed with the power of Spiritual Sense, directly shocked the minds of Ding Feng and the others.

"Saint… A Saint!" Ding Feng and the others were immediately startled.

Even Fang Chen's face changed, showing a serious expression.

The old man's voice had appeared out of nowhere in his mind, which was indeed a method of a Saint.

"Fore… Forebear, we were ignorant and have offended you. Please forgive us," Ding Feng hastily apologized.

This was a Saint, who could kill them all with just a flick of his finger if truly angered.

"The ignorant are not guilty. Boy, come here and let me have a look at you," Xu Nian pointed at Ding Feng and commanded with an authoritative demeanor of a revered figure.

"Uh, forebear, you wish to…" Ding Feng asked hesitantly.

"Stop your pointless chatter and come here," Xu Nian sternly said.

Ding Feng, startled, quickly ran to Xu Nian.

Xu Nian touched Ding Feng's head and feigned surprise, "Boy, you are a descendant of the Ding Family. What relation is Ding Maotian to you?"

Ding Feng was startled, then replied, "Ding Maotian is my grandfather, forebear, who are you?"

"Haha, Ding Maotian is your grandfather? He is my son," Xu Nian laughed heartily.

Ding Feng's eyes widened.

Ding Maotian was his son, which meant that this elderly forebear was his ancestor.

He was a Saint! Ding Feng hadn't expected that their Ding Family actually had a Saint as an ancestor.

The two companions following Ding Feng also showed expressions of surprise upon hearing this.

Only Fang Chen furrowed his brows slightly, suspicion apparent in his eyes.

"Shouldn't you kneel and kowtow now? Remember to do it several times; I like it when people kowtow to me," Xu Nian said from his superior position.

"Yes, Ancestor above, please accept your descendant's bow!" Ding Feng knelt before Xu Nian, excitedly kowtowing repeatedly.

Xu Nian watched Ding Feng, who had been deceived into kneeling before him, his eyes revealing a hint of mockery.

Chen Xuanlong, who had been standing beside Xu Nian, was left speechless. This young man had actually transformed into his appearance to deceive people here.

Ding Feng was indeed fooled, and he was also quite foolish.

From a distance, Chen Yao and others watched this scene unfold in secret, their faces showing shock.

Why was Ding Feng kneeling before Xu Nian? Had his brain malfunctioned?

They were too far away to hear what Xu Nian was saying, but they could clearly see Ding Feng kneeling at Xu Nian's feet.

Only Chen Wudi, squinting his eyes, revealed a sly smile. It seemed he was the only one who knew how cunning Xu Nian truly was.

"Haha, so satisfying. It's the first time I've seen Ding Feng in such a plight. No way, after this is over, I must have Xu Nian teach me the Disguise Technique, let me also pretend to be a highbrow," Chen Wudi laughed heartily.

However, he was met with disdainful glares from both Chen Yao and Zhao Yanyun.

Ding Feng knocked his head on the ground more than a dozen times, yet Xu Nian still did not respond.

At this moment, he was somewhat puzzled. He had already knocked more than a dozen times. Wasn't that enough?

He didn't know whether he should stand up or continue knocking his head.
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"So you say you are the Ancestor of the Ding Family, may I ask your name and how you entered the Chen Family Ancestral Land?"

At this moment, Fang Chen finally asked. He had always felt there was something peculiar about the old man before him.

"Young man, you're not from the Ding Family, are you? It's not your place to speak here, step aside," Xu Nian retorted disdainfully.

"No, Ancestor, Mr. Fang is a distinguished guest of our Ding Family. He is from the Xuantian Mountain Fang Family, we cannot afford to offend him…" Ding Feng interjected.

However, before he could finish his words, Xu Nian kicked him on the head, knocking him to the ground as he bellowed furiously, "You useless trash, boosting others' morale and diminishing your own prestige, did I tell you to stop? Keep knocking! You do not raise your head until I say so."

"Yes, Ancestor!" Ding Feng was startled and quickly continued knocking his head, thinking to himself how explosive the Ancestor's temper was.

Fang Chen's expression turned icy, his eyes filled with anger and growing suspicion.

"Stop knocking, he's a fake!" Fang Chen yelled at Ding Feng in anger.

"A fake?" Ding Feng was startled, looking confused.

"Damn it, you brat, do you trust your Ancestor or him? Keep knocking, and if you satisfy me, I'll teach you a Heavenly Rank Top Grade Battle Technique." Xu Nian cursed angrily, kicking Ding Feng once again on the nose, looking exasperated.

Ding Feng's nose bridge collapsed completely from the severe pain of the kick.

Yet, he dared not complain, fearing aggravating this saintly Ancestor and suffering a great loss.

So, holding his nose, he obediently kept knocking his head.

"Useless trash, truly stupid, how could Ding Junshan have such a foolish son?" Fang Chen, seeing Ding Feng still disbelieving him, kicked Ding Feng in anger.

His kick was even harder than Xu Nian's, sending Ding Feng flying across.

Now, Fang Chen was almost certain that this saintly figure was an imposter; he was not trash without insight like Ding Feng.

He had encountered many saints, each exuding an aura of saintliness, but this old man before him showed no such demeanor.

Ding Feng fell flat on his face, overcome with an urge to cry.

What was going on?

Surely having a saintly ancestor was a good thing.

Why did it feel so tragic now?

"Humph, pretending to be a god or spirit, I really want to see what your true face is," Fang Chen roared in anger, advancing towards Xu Nian.

Xu Nian's expression also turned sharp, and he counterattacked with a punch.

The force of the punch forced Xu Nian back several meters.

And Fang Chen only retreated three steps.

Ding Feng, standing aside, was stunned.

Wasn't this old man a saint? How could Fang Chen repel him with a single punch?

"Fool, can't you see? He is an imposter, you've been deceived," Fang Chen scolded as he stared at a dazed Ding Feng.

"Haha, dear grand descendant, look who I am?" Xu Nian laughed heartily, revealing his true face.

"It's you, Xu Nian!" Ding Feng's eyes bulged with fury, gritting out four words through clenched teeth, almost shattering them.

He had knocked his head so many times and called out 'Ancestor' so often, only to realize he had been worshipping Xu Nian?

Remembering how he had been toyed with by Xu Nian just before, a volcanic rage surged within him.

"Xu Nian, I will not rest until I kill you!" Ding Feng roared to the sky, his eyes instantly turning bloodshot.

At that moment, he felt a raging desire to tear someone apart.

Xu Nian, however, smiled lightly and said, "Dear grand descendant, don't be angry. You knocked your head well just now, your Ancestor will reward you with a battle technique."

"Aaahh…" Ding Feng, nearly driven mad with rage, roared and charged at Xu Nian.

He was determined to tear Xu Nian to pieces to vent the wrath in his heart!