"Jun Cai! What are you doing! Get back here!"
Seeing Li Juncai charge out, Elder Xu Mu's face paled with shock.
Whether Gu Qingfeng was the true Lord Chixiao or not, he did not know.
Whether he was deliberately creating a mystery or truly fearless, he also could not tell.
But one thing he was very clear about: Gu Qingfeng had no grudge against the Taiji Sect. As an elder of the Taiji Sect, he did not want any disciple from the sect to get involved in this matter.
Therefore, he had been trying to persuade Li Juncai not to meddle. Yet, to his surprise, Li Juncai had agreed verbally but now charged out regardless.
"Elder Xu, you've grown old. Your courage has diminished, and your actions are too conservative. The present era belongs to us young people. Moreover, I said earlier that I, Li Juncai, do not even fear the real Gu Tianlang, so why would I fear a fake one!"
Li Juncai remained unmoved, standing arrogantly in mid-air with his arms crossed, as if he were the only one in the world.
"Outrageous! Do not speak recklessly! You are no match for him! Get back here!"
Elder Xu Mu wanted to rush over and forcibly bring Li Juncai back, but he was stopped by other Taiji Sect elders. It seemed the other elders did not want Li Juncai to miss this perfect opportunity. In their view, although this imposter Lord Chixiao seemed mysterious and bizarre, with so many people present, no matter how capable he was, it would be futile. Since that was the case, it was better to let Li Juncai seize this chance to make a name for himself, which would also greatly benefit the Taiji Sect.
"Little fellow, the old man is right. You really aren't my match."
Gu Qingfeng looked at the arrogant Li Juncai and said lightly, "Considering you're a disciple of the Taiji Sect, I don't want to hurt you. Go back and watch the show."
"I, Li Juncai, have awakened the White Flame Treasure Body. And you, a fake Gu Tianlang? You dare dream of hurting me?"
Furious and humiliated, Li Juncai's White Flame Treasure Body blazed like a raging inferno. With an angry roar, he charged forward on the spot.
Everyone could feel the powerful force of Li Juncai's White Flame Treasure Body. Moreover, they had all witnessed earlier at the garden entrance that despite only having the cultivation of a Dharma Idol Great Venerable, he had managed to fight evenly with a Great Perfection Earth Immortal thanks to his Treasure Body.
Just as Li Juncai made his move, Zhou Ting, Qiao Yu, Lü Tianze, and Bi Qiao, not wanting Li Juncai to steal the spotlight, also sprang into action. The other Fated Prodigies dared not fall behind either.
Meanwhile, Gu Qingfeng stood outside the pavilion, facing the encirclement of dozens of Fated Prodigies. His cold, stern face remained unchanged, still perfectly calm. No radiance circulated around him, no Fortune flickered, not even a trace of spiritual power leaked out.
None!
Nothing at all!
Not a hair stirred, not a sleeve fluttered.
Li Juncai was the first to arrive, appearing instantly before Gu Qingfeng.
"A mere little Treasure Body makes you so arrogant. If I gave you a Noble Body, you'd probably think you could reach the heavens!"
Gu Qingfeng's voice rang out. He lifted a foot and, with a *bang*, kicked straight out, striking Li Juncai squarely in the chest. Another *bang* followed, and Li Juncai's White Flame Treasure Body crackled with a series of crisp sounds before extinguishing instantly, like a fireball plunging into the ocean. The man himself didn't even have time to grunt before he was sent flying sideways, landing on the ground with skin torn and flesh mangled, a bloody mess.
"This kick is to teach you a lesson. Listen more to your elders in the future, and don't go jumping around in front of me for no reason!"
One move!
Just one move!
No!
It wasn't even a move, nor was it any Immortal art or divine ability.
It was just a simple kick.
With one kick, Li Juncai, who had awakened the White Flame Treasure Body, was finished?
Perhaps he was finished?
No one knew. They only knew Li Juncai had been sent flying, a bloody mess.
At this moment, no one paid attention to that, because everyone was struck speechless by Gu Qingfeng's kick.
What was even more unbelievable to them was that when Zhou Ting, Qiao Yu, Lü Tianze, and nearly a hundred other Fated Prodigies all attacked, unleashing their Immortal arts and divine abilities upon him...
The man in white neither dodged nor evaded, allowing the myriad Immortal arts to strike his body.
And then...
There was no 'and then'.
The myriad Immortal arts and divine abilities struck him like clay oxen entering the sea, failing to stir even the slightest ripple. They didn't even manage to move a single hair on his head.
Witnessing this scene, everyone present was horrified, their faces drained of color.
Zhou Ting and the others were also badly frightened. The arrogance on their faces vanished, replaced only by shock, profound shock.
Gu Qingfeng turned, his hand rising and falling.
*Bang!*
Lü Tianze's over three hundred colored spirits, containing the thunderous power of the great nature, all scattered and dissipated. Skin torn, flesh mangled, covered in blood, he collapsed in a pool of gore.
He raised his hand again, and it fell once more.
Another person was left with skin torn and flesh mangled.
It was none other than Qiao Yu, who was reputed to have obtained the mutated incarnation of a tiger-wolf.
Seeing this, Zhou Ting finally became afraid, utterly terrified. Hovering in mid-air, he wanted to flash away and escape, but it was too late. He felt the air suddenly shake as if it were an ocean. Before he could understand what was happening, he plummeted downward. He immediately tried to stand up, but as he raised his head, he saw a hand descending toward his face.
It was a very ordinary hand, but to Zhou Ting, that hand seemed like the heavens pressing down, its might shaking the skies.
*Bang!*
Zhou Ting felt darkness before his eyes. All the Minor Mandates around his body scattered and dissipated. His insides churned violently, and blood was forced out from his pores. He knelt on the ground, unconscious.
Though it took time to describe, it happened in an instant.
Gu Qingfeng raised his hand and struck out with a palm into the void. The air exploded as if torn apart, space itself seeming to distort. A series of crackling, crisp sounds echoed, and nearly a hundred Fated Prodigies were instantly blasted, their skin torn and flesh mangled, falling to the ground in bloody heaps, lying in pools of gore, unknown whether dead or alive.
Silence.
A deathly stillness.
Staring at the Fated Prodigies lying bloodied and possibly dead on the ground, no one dared believe their eyes.
These were the Fated Prodigies of the Four Great Families and Seven Great Sects! Earlier, everyone had personally witnessed how powerful Fated Prodigies like Lü Tianze and Qiao Yu were. Especially Zhou Ting, who possessed a Minor Mandate—even against a Spirit-Origin Earth Immortal, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage.
How could it be that now, without even a single exchange, in less than a few breaths, they had all been crippled?
And that man impersonating the Monarch? He had merely raised his hand and let it fall, nothing more. He had no cultivation, no Fortune, just pure physical strength. How could it be so powerful? So powerful it could even crack space?
Everyone present knew this impersonator's identity was mysterious and his strength unfathomable.
Yes.
They knew.
Precisely because they knew, they hadn't dared act rashly.
But they only knew. No one understood just how unfathomable Gu Qingfeng's strength truly was.
Now, having witnessed this scene with their own eyes, they all realized a terrifying fact: the strength of this impersonator far exceeded their imagination.
Especially Tang Manqing and Liu Yue.
When Gu Qingfeng had acted at Linglong Villa, Tang Manqing had been present.
Later, when he acted at the Shanhe Branch, Liu Yue had been present.
It wasn't that the two didn't know how bizarre and powerful Gu Qingfeng's strength was; they just had no concrete concept of it.
Earlier, seeing Gu Qingfeng's fearless demeanor, they thought he was just putting on a show.
Only now did they realize that Gu Qingfeng hadn't been putting on a show earlier—he truly was fearless.