Fang Hong, who was standing beside her, smiled and nodded slightly, seemingly having anticipated this result, without the slightest surprise on his face.

Like Fang Hong, Su Shan had Cultivated the Devouring Tribulation Divine Art. Her physical body strength was already comparable to the Immortal Emperor Realm, so the Golden Monkey’s attack was nothing to her.

Not only was Qing Ying stunned, but even the Golden Monkey who threw the punch froze in place.

It widened its eyes, staring intently at Su Shan.

This seemingly frail and slender woman actually possessed such terrifying power, able to effortlessly block its punch!

In the instant the Golden Monkey was momentarily stunned, Su Shan’s figure flashed, appearing instantly before the Golden Monkey like a ghost.

Her right hand formed a palm, which she fiercely slammed onto the Golden Monkey’s chest.

Bang.

With another deafening roar that shook the forest, the Golden Monkey’s massive body jolted violently, and the fur all over its body stood on end.

The palm strike delivered by Su Shan contained terrifying force. Upon landing on the Golden Monkey, it instantly surged into its body, raging wildly through its meridians and destroying its life force.

In the next breath, the Golden Monkey’s eyes rolled back, the ferocity on its face instantly vanished, replaced by endless despair.

The Golden Monkey’s massive body swayed, then it suddenly tilted its head back and crashed heavily to the ground.

Immediately afterward, the Golden Monkey’s body transformed into a golden light, slowly dissipating in the air until it completely vanished, leaving behind only a golden demon pearl.

"Good!" Fang Hong clapped his hands and cheered from the side, smiling.

Su Shan fought a clean and decisive battle, without any hesitation, perfectly demonstrating her current strength.

Su Shan turned around and smiled gently at Fang Hong and Qing Ying, her smile graceful and moving.

With a wave of her hand, the golden pearl turned into a streak of light and was collected into her storage bag.

Qing Ying was completely dumbfounded on the side. She stared blankly at Su Shan, her eyes filled with shock.

Killing an Immortal Emperor-level Demon Beast with a single palm strike—was this truly her disciple?

Although Qing Ying had long known that Su Shan’s strength surpassed her own, she never imagined that her disciple had become so powerful!

"The Devouring Tribulation Divine Art, this body refinement Dao technique, is actually this powerful!" Qing Ying swallowed hard and muttered softly to herself.

She secretly vowed in her heart that after returning, she must vigorously cultivate the Devouring Tribulation Divine Art.

Fang Hong plucked the three bodhi dao fruits. There was one for each of them, the number was just right.

Su Shan and Qing Ying accepted the bodhi dao fruits.

They felt a smooth warmth upon receiving them, and a pure, mysterious Qi surged from their palms into their bodies, making them feel completely relaxed, and their cultivation levels subtly loosened!

"With this bodhi dao fruit, advancing to the Immortal Emperor Realm is just around the corner!" Qing Ying’s face was filled with excitement and anticipation.

However, no sooner had Qing Ying finished speaking than a sudden shift in circumstances occurred again!

An aged voice came from the depths of the dense forest nearby: "Junior, hand over the opportunity in your hands, and I will spare your lives!"

This voice exploded in the ears of the three, Fang Hong, like a clap of thunder.

Immediately afterward, an aura of pressure far stronger than that of the Golden Monkey just now swept toward the three of them.

This pressure was chillingly cold, carrying intense killing intent, causing the surrounding temperature to drop sharply.

"Another Immortal Emperor level expert!"

The expressions of the three, Fang Hong, changed slightly, and they quickly looked toward the source of the sound.

They saw a black shadow constantly flashing within the dense forest not far away, moving extremely fast, leaving behind blurry afterimages.

In the blink of an eye, the black shadow passed through the dense forest and arrived five or six Zhang away from the three, Fang Hong.

The three, Fang Hong, focused their eyes and saw that the newcomer was a Black-Clothed Old Man.

The old man was thin and wore a black long robe, yet this seemingly frail body emitted a powerful aura that made hearts tremble.

Moreover, this aura was extremely cold and eerie, like a venomous snake lurking in the darkness, ready to deliver a fatal strike at any moment.

The Black-Clothed Old Man’s strength was immense. Even Su Shan, whose physical body was comparable to an Immortal Emperor, put away her previous relaxed demeanor and became serious.

She stepped forward, shielding Qing Ying, and stared vigilantly at the Black-Clothed Old Man, golden light flowing around her body as she prepared for battle.

However, Fang Hong, standing at the very front, still appeared calm and composed.

Although the Black-Clothed Old Man’s aura was formidable, it was far inferior compared to Elder Bao and Elder Niu of the Dao Lineage.

In fact, even the two Elders, Sun Cheng and Huang Da, who presided over the Elder assessment back then, had a much deeper aura than this Black-Clothed Old Man.

Therefore, Fang Hong guessed that the Black-Clothed Old Man’s cultivation was only at the Immortal Emperor Early Stage, which was within his scope of handling, so there was no need to worry too much.

The Black-Clothed Old Man’s gaze swept past the three, Fang Hong, and upon seeing the bodhi dao tree, his eyes instantly lit up, like a hungry wolf spotting prey.

"Junior, hand over the dao fruit on the tree, and this old man can spare you the trouble and let you live."

The Black-Clothed Old Man stared at the three, Fang Hong, commanding them arrogantly, while continuously releasing pressure, attempting to force the three to submit.

Fang Hong looked calmly at the Black-Clothed Old Man and said in a relaxed tone, "Just leave this old man to me; both of you step back a bit."

Hearing this, Su Shan immediately nodded.

She had absolute confidence in Fang Hong. Since her husband said so, he must be certain he could deal with this Black-Clothed Old Man.

She immediately retreated with Qing Ying, maintaining a safe distance, while keeping her eyes fixed on the scene, ready to assist Fang Hong at any moment.

Seeing Su Shan so composed, Qing Ying forcefully suppressed the unease in her heart and watched Fang Hong’s back nervously.

"What? You’re dealing with me alone?"

The Black-Clothed Old Man was stunned when he heard Fang Hong’s words. Immediately afterward, he burst into laughter, as if he had heard the world’s biggest joke.

He sized up Fang Hong, sensing the aura of a Peak Immortal King emanating from him, and the mockery on his face intensified:

"A mere junior at the Peak Immortal King Realm dares to try and fight me, an Immortal Emperor? You truly don’t know the immensity of heaven and earth; how arrogant!"

Being so lightly regarded by a junior at the Immortal King Realm, the Black-Clothed Old Man was completely enraged.

His face filled with killing intent, he stared coldly at Fang Hong, as if looking at a dead man.

"Junior, since you are so eager to die, this old man will grant your wish."

As his voice fell, the Black-Clothed Old Man immediately raised his hand and patted a Black Bag hanging from his waist.

Whoosh.

A purple light flashed out from the Black Bag. The purple light quickly dissipated in the air, revealing the figure inside.

The Everyone focused their gaze and saw a black Ox Demon appear before Fang Hong.

This Ox Demon was extremely massive, towering three or four Zhang tall, with glossy black fur and a pair of incomparably sharp horns growing on its head.

The Ox Demon’s eyes were crimson red, staring intently at Fang Hong. It continuously snorted rough breaths from its nostrils, and its hooves stomped the ground, making thump sounds.