Just as Qin Feng was about to be felled by a single blow from Ju Ling Shen, Ju Ling Shen, a top-tier immortal, stood far above Qin Feng—a newly ascended immortal—by several levels. With his sheer aura of power, he could effortlessly press Qin Feng into immobility. "Qin Feng, hurry—get out of the way!" Qing Ya cried out anxiously. Qin Feng thought to himself: I really wanted to move, but my body wouldn't listen. Damn Ju Ling Shen—he truly underestimated me. He had always looked down on Qin Feng because, in the episodes of "Journey to the West," he was repeatedly humiliated by Sun Wukong, embodying the very essence of foolishness and incompetence—someone born to be treated poorly. Wu, you've done a real disservice. To highlight Sun Wukong's prowess, you've managed to turn a top-tier immortal into a useless liability. In the heavenly realm, immortals are ranked into five tiers: True Immortal, Upper Immortal, Immortal, Supreme Immortal, and Holy Immortal. Each tier is further divided into three sub-levels: lower, middle, and upper. Only four beings—Purple Emperor, Huangtian Emperor, and the Empress Consort—have reached the level of Sacred Immortals, which is precisely why Emperor Yu is so afraid of his wife. The Queen Mother of the West is no weaker than him; in some aspects, she even surpasses him. Few have attained the rank of Supreme Immortal, such as the Heavenly King with the Tower and Erlang God. Figures like Laozi, though often referred to as Supreme Immortals, are more accurately described as possessing supreme wisdom rather than embodying the full essence of Supreme Immortal status. Thus, Juling God, a first-class Sacred Immortal, is truly a notable figure within the Heavenly Court. It's no wonder the author lacks credibility—often for the sake of achieving legendary artistic effects, they can transform ordinary characters into invincible heroes and skilled warriors into utterly inept, foolish ones. Qin Shao, gazing at the sharp great axe now drawing ever closer to his head, thought: This time, it's truly over. My wives may have to remain single. Just as the situation reached its climax, a voice rang out: "Juling God, stop!" The Ju Ling deity couldn't bear to see him alive and wanted to kill him immediately—how could he possibly heed anyone's advice, with only one thought in mind: avenging his nephew? Crack! Qin Shao thought his head had been severed. It took several seconds before he opened his eyes, only to find himself unharmed, while the scene below showed the Ju Ling deity lying in a heap, his axe gone. In the air, a middle-aged immortal riding on a cloud of祥cloud remained calm and spoke, "What a feat! The Ju Ling deity dares to cause a disturbance here, even defying my orders—do you intend to rebel?" The Ju Ling deity was now accused of rebellion, and angrily replied, "Ling De, I am a general under the commander's command, loyal only to him. How can you issue orders to me? That young man killed my nephew, and I must avenge him. Why should you stand in my way?" "The visitor is Master Ling De Zhenjun, one of the few celestial officials who has attained the rank of True Immortal. Thus, he was able to easily handle Juling Shen and rescue Qin Feng. His face tightened: "Juling Shen, your nephew died on the battlefield, and they had already agreed to fight until one of them fell. Therefore, life and death are matters of fate—his death was entirely deserved. As a great deity of the heavenly court, you not only encouraged your nephew to face mortal combat, but after his defeat, you have now reneged on your word. It is only right that I chastise you. Even if Taota Tian Wang arrives, I will still defeat you." Stung and indignant, Juling Shen stood up from the ground, puffing out his chest and saying, "Ling De old man, you wait—there's also the Chinese youth. I will surely take your life. You had better clean your neck and wait for me to cut it." Ling De Zhenjun was furious, his beard trembling—this was his own domain, and such a lack of courtesy from Juling Shen could not go unchallenged. He snapped, "Juling Shen, are you now attempting to "He arched an eyebrow: 'Young man, dare you step onto the arena with me?' Qin Shao spread his hands: 'Do you think I'm as dim-witted as you are? That I'd step onto the stage? What's your status, and what's mine? How can you possibly be serious?' 'I... even if you don't step onto the arena to fight me, I'll still kill you.' Ling De, the True Sovereign, glanced at the Hao Tian Hammer in his hands, a faint smile playing on his lips. He scoffed, 'Ji Ling Shen, you'd better clarify who you're facing. He's the heir of the Hao Tian Emperor. If you don't mind upsetting the Hao Tian Emperor, go ahead and do whatever you like.' Ji Ling Shen narrowed his eyes: 'Stop trying to intimidate me! The Hao Tian Emperor taking a Chinese person as his heir—how utterly ridiculous!' Ling De chuckled: 'Holding the very weapon that made the Emperor famous—the Hao Tian Hammer—doesn't that already speak for itself? And that he, as a Chinese ascendant, defeats a giant from the Pangu realm—doesn't that prove something even more?' Hao Tian Hammer. Everyone present gasped, including the Giant Spirit God. In the heavenly realm, the Heavenly Emperor, the Purple Emperor, and the Jade Emperor were collectively known as the Three Emperors. Although the Jade Emperor's Heavenly Palace was the most extensive and populous in terms of organizational structure and personnel, no one dared to look down upon the authority of either the Heavenly Emperor or the Purple Emperor. The Giant Spirit God, though considered a third-tier deity in the Heavenly Palace, ranked far below the Jade Emperor, who stood above him, and was even less distinguished than a single sesame seed when compared to the descendants of the Heavenly Emperor. Indeed, even when the Jade Emperor encountered the descendants of the two great emperors, he had to show three points of respect; his own superior, the Heavenly Emperor's heir, would have to bow and bend at every opportunity. When it came to the Giant Spirit God himself, he felt he might as well kneel before them, yet still wouldn't be given a single glance. Chen Xisui was particularly astonished. He whispered to Qingya, "Is it truly true that Qin brother is a descendant of the Heavenly Emperor?" "The beautiful inspector said hesitantly, 'Perhaps... yes, I'm not entirely sure myself.' Of course, she wouldn't admit that Qin Feng had merely lucked upon the Thunder Heaven Hammer and then, by sheer fortune, mastered three hammer techniques—after all, the Giant Spirit God had nearly killed him just moments ago. Should he have no connection to the Thunder Heaven Emperor, the God would surely have continued his assault. Indeed, the handsome young man was fully convinced: 'It's no wonder he's progressed so swiftly. Just a few days ago, he struggled even against a fifth-level beast; today, he's brought back the corpse of a seventh-level one. I'm lucky too to have met someone of his caliber. Ha ha! When my family asks about it, I'll simply say I gifted the Ling Xiao Sword to the heir of the Thunder Heaven Emperor—certainly, they'll never press further. That's a splendid idea!' Qingya sweat-drenched, thinking how perfectly he embodied the traits of a true spendthrift—perhaps Qin Feng had indeed chosen his right target. Everyone now gazed at Qin with complex expressions, the most common being admiration, and the second most being profound admiration." Not to mention becoming a legitimate heir of the Heavenly Emperor, merely securing a recognized, albeit unacknowledged, apprentice status in the heavenly realm would already be an exceptional aspiration. To even wield the Heavenly Emperor's famed weapon, the Heavenly Hammer—how significant that would be!