Victory Pose

"Young Master, what should we do? This place is too far from the Heavenly Immortal Palace, we can't transmit back there," Elder Luo cried out anxiously.

"And if we teleport elsewhere, with this black-robed person's skills, they'll surely be able to follow our aura!"

His eyes flashed with intense hatred.

Who were they?

They were people of the Heavenly Immortal Palace.

Even setting aside their status, he was a master of the Star Immortal Realm, someone who wouldn't suffer losses anywhere in the Immortal Realm.

He never imagined that one day he would suffer such a defeat, being hunted down to this extent.

"Let's go to the Treasure Gathering Pavilion. Their headquarters isn't far from here, and the Treasure Gathering Pavilion is backed by people from the Heavenly Immortal Palace, with countless powerful experts stationed there," the Young Man shouted urgently.

"Fighting is forbidden inside the Treasure Gathering Pavilion. As long as we get in, if he dares to continue pursuing us, the powerful experts stationed at the headquarters will help us stop him!"

"The Treasure Gathering Pavilion..."

This gave Elder Luo a glimmer of hope.

The one behind the Treasure Gathering Pavilion was one of the giants of the Heavenly Immortal Palace. Who would dare to cause trouble there?

The two changed direction in the spatial tunnel, heading straight for the Treasure Gathering Pavilion headquarters.

In the room.

Lu Benwei stood silently, his face expressionless.

The next moment.

He took a step.

Surprisingly, he walked directly into space.

In the next instant, he arrived at the entrance of the Treasure Gathering Pavilion headquarters.

When Lu Benwei arrived at the entrance, the Young Man and Elder Luo had just rushed into the Treasure Gathering Pavilion. Seeing Lu Benwei arrive so quickly, they immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

"Grandpa Wolong, save me, quick, save me!"

"I'm Wu Qian, Wu Fan's son. Please save me, there's a black-robed person outside trying to kill me!"

Upon entering the Treasure Gathering Pavilion, the Young Man immediately shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Wu Fan's son?"

As soon as the Young Man's voice fell, an old man suddenly appeared in front of the two.

"We pay our respects to Elder Wolong Fu."

Seeing this, the two hurriedly bowed in greeting.

With this person's appearance, they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Wolong Fu looked at the two, his brow slightly furrowed.

"Who exactly have you offended, that even a Star Immortal Realm expert couldn't stop them?"

Wolong Fu couldn't help but ask.

"Grandpa Wolong, this person is pursuing me because he covets the treasure I possess!" Wu Qian knelt on the ground, crying out venomously, "Please, Grandpa Wolong, for the sake of my father, save my life!"

"He covets your treasure?"

Wolong Fu's eyebrows twitched.

He wanted to say something but ultimately didn't, instead waving his hand and saying, "Fine, fine. I won't ask about the reasons. You are, after all, Wu Fan's son. Stay here for now. Without my permission, no one dares to forcibly enter the Treasure Gathering Pavilion."

Hearing this.

Wu Qian's face immediately lit up with joy, and he hurriedly bowed in gratitude.

Lu Benwei calmly looked at the Treasure Gathering Pavilion before him, then stepped forward to enter.

Seeing this.

Wolong Fu's brow furrowed.

With a wave of his hand.

Eight old men appeared out of thin air, arriving at the entrance to block Lu Benwei's path.

Surprisingly, all eight old men were experts of the Star Immortal Realm.

"Sir, please stop."

One of the old men's voices carried a warning.

Lu Benwei said nothing and continued forward.

The eight men's faces darkened. They exchanged glances and instantly sprang into action.

With a flip of their hands, eight powerful palm strikes simultaneously flew towards Lu Benwei.

But to everyone's surprise, as soon as the eight palm strikes touched the black robe, they were repelled by an overwhelmingly powerful force.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

The eight men were sent flying.

They crashed through numerous buildings before falling to the ground with pale faces, spitting blood.

Lu Benwei, from beginning to end, hadn't even raised his head.

His footsteps.

Still as calm and steady as before.

"How dare you!"

Seeing this, Wolong Fu's cloudy eyes flashed with a glint of light. He stomped his foot, using a space-shrinking technique to instantly appear at the entrance.

"This black-robed person actually dares to fight in the Treasure Gathering Pavilion, forcing Old Master Wolong to take action himself. He's dead for sure!"

Seeing Wolong Fu take action personally, Wu Qian and Elder Luo's eyes gleamed, looking towards the entrance with vicious faces full of anticipation.

"Sir, I admit you are very strong!"

"But this is the territory of my Treasure Gathering Pavilion."

"I hope you can do me a favor. As long as you turn and leave now, I promise to let bygones be bygones regarding what just happened."

Wolong Fu looked at Lu Benwei in front of him, his voice carrying a warning.