“Jingshan!”
Looking at the bloody pulp on the ground that was once Wen Jingshan, Jin De’s face turned ashen as death. He felt the heavens spinning and the earth turning, dizzy and disoriented.
Wen Jingshan could be said to be the disciple he had poured a century’s worth of effort into cultivating, all for the day when Wen Jingshan could ascend to the position of Sect-Heir of the Yunxia Sect. Through this method, he could indirectly control the Yunxia Sect. For this, he had exhausted his heart’s blood and spent incalculable resources. Yet now, it had all turned into a puddle of flesh and blood. A century’s effort had gone down the drain. Most importantly, with Wen Jingshan dead, he no longer had any hope of controlling the Yunxia Sect.
Jin De simply could not accept such a cruel scene. Trembling with rage, he pointed a furious finger at Gu Qingfeng and shouted, “You demon! How dare you kill my disciple…” Before his words could finish, Gu Qingfeng raised a hand, a vortex condensing in his palm. Jin De was instantly sucked over.
“Kill your disciple? What if I kill you too!”
Gu Qingfeng struck Jin De’s abdomen with a palm. Jin De immediately bled from all seven orifices, his skin split and flesh torn, hair falling out. He screamed shrilly, frantically circulating his Spiritual Power, trying to break free.
Gu Qingfeng delivered another fierce palm strike. Jin De’s meridians shattered completely, blood erupting from every pore on his body, instantly turning him into a man of blood.
“Ah!—Demon, I’ll fight you to the death!”
Jin De’s face twisted savagely as he tried to detonate the Golden Core within his body. But the moment the thought arose, Gu Qingfeng struck his abdomen with another heavy palm.
“Fight me to the death? You don’t have the qualifications!”
With that palm strike, Jin De’s Dantian and Purple Mansion completely shattered. A Golden Core cultivated over seven to eight hundred years was instantly shaken apart and dispersed into nothingness.
“Demon!—” Jin De wanted to burn his internal Spiritual Power to perish together with Gu Qingfeng. Unfortunately, he didn’t have the chance, and Gu Qingfeng wouldn’t give him one.
“Kneel and await death!”
Gu Qingfeng roared sternly, his palm clamping down on the crown of Jin De’s head. With a *bang*, Jin De’s legs were blasted into a bloody pulp, his foundation utterly destroyed, his Dantian collapsed. He knelt on the ground, covered in blood, only breathing out, not breathing in.
At this moment, Jin De finally realized a terrifying truth.
That was Gu Qingfeng’s absolute dominance.
Before him,
Frantically struggling was useless.
Detonating his Golden Core was useless!
Burning his Spiritual Power was also useless!
As long as Gu Qingfeng didn’t nod, you didn’t even have the right to commit suicide!
Yes.
Jin De realized it, but it was already too late. He was crippled, completely crippled.
“Save me… save me… Martial Uncles… save me…” Jin De was terrified, his very soul convulsing with fear. He desperately cried for help, his voice very weak.
Save him?
Who dared?
Who had the capability?
This man in white had a body that was perversely strong, incredibly powerful, terrifyingly so. Everyone had just witnessed with their own eyes how he had shattered Wen Jingshan’s Golden Colored True Body with a single slap. Under such circumstances, who would dare to save him?
No one. Absolutely no one.
Everyone present, whether a faction leader or a sect master, did not dare. Not only did they not dare, even the Yunxia Three Elders on the platform, who had cultivated for nearly a millennium and survived the longevity tribulation, along with True Being Hongxuan and True Being Nanji, also did not dare.
All five had survived the longevity tribulation.
The Golden Cores within their bodies were at least ten times purer than Jin De’s, and their strength was the same.
Yet they still did not dare. They were afraid, wary, and moreover, lacked confidence and certainty.
After all, the five had cultivated for a thousand years. Age had made them shrewd, and they had seen much of the world. The reason they had lived to this day and survived the longevity tribulation was not due to talent, nor comprehension, nor even cultivation level, but caution!
Their strength was formidable.
But facing a mysterious, unknown individual with a bizarrely powerful, unfathomable body—whose true strength no one knew—none of the five had the courage to test him. Because they all knew that once a test failed, it meant death.
Having lived for a thousand years, they had always been cautious. So cautious that without absolute certainty, they would never act rashly.
If not for this, they wouldn’t have held a banquet inviting all the famous figures of the Qingyang Region to test the Nine-Hua Alliance’s attitude. Because they knew that even if the test failed, they could at worst submit to the Nine-Hua Alliance.
But if they tested Gu Qingfeng and failed, what the consequences would be, no one knew.
Not far away, Lord Wei still sat upright, his back turned. He did not look, keeping his head lowered. From beginning to end, he did not turn around for a glance. He held a cup of fragrant tea, but his handsome face no longer held the previous calmness. His expression shifted between cloudy and clear, his demeanor filled with shock and horror. The cup of fragrant tea in his hand was still warm, but he did not drink it. He merely closed his eyes, took a deep breath, yet still could not suppress the shock and terror in his heart.
Beside him, Shui De was already trembling uncontrollably, unable to stand steadily. The Elder Hui beside him also bowed his body, head lowered, not daring to make a sound, even holding his breath. The four fierce men, previously standing like giants around two and a half meters tall, though still resolutely standing there with hands on their sword hilts, no longer had ferocious expressions on their faces. Only tension remained, a tension impossible to conceal.
In the distance,
Ouyang Feiyue’s complexion was also not good. She had long since stood up and retreated far away, just watching, gazing.
She was like this, and Huode’s situation was also not good. He stood at the back, several times wanting to open his mouth to persuade, but each time swallowing the words back.
He knew Gu Qingfeng’s identity. Precisely because he knew, he dared not speak.
He understood better than anyone how terrifying Gu Qingfeng was when silent.
A person’s reputation, a tree’s shadow.
Here, the tree had a shadow, but the person had no reputation. No one knew who Gu Qingfeng truly was, where he came from, or what he wanted to do.
No one knew.
Above, the scorching sun blazed in the sky.
But within the Yunxia Sect, it was cold as frost. This cold was a chill that penetrated to the bone, eroding the soul.
The man in white stood with hands behind his back, rooted in this place like a heavenly peak standing upon the earth, like a solitary monument beneath the vast sky. A gentle breeze blew, making his sleeves flutter and his long hair drift lightly. His cold, stern face was expressionless, his demeanor severe and silent. Between his brows lay endless arrogance. A pair of dark eyes swept across, looking down upon the heavens and earth, disdainful of the world. No one dared meet his gaze. Swept by his overwhelmingly dominant gaze, everyone present trembled in body and mind.
“You… how can you kill like this within my Yunxia Sect…” On the high platform, True Being Yun He’s face was iron-blue as he glared at Gu Qingfeng, wanting to rebuke him, but his tone simply couldn’t muster any anger.
“Killed is killed. What will you do about it?”
“You!”
True Being Yun He was momentarily choked with anger, his horrified face filled with terror. In a tense voice, he asked, “You… what exactly do you want?”
“To kill!”
Two words.
Very simple two words.
True Being Yun He looked left and right, then glared at Gu Qingfeng, took a deep breath, yet tremblingly shouted, “How can we allow you to act so recklessly…”
“Not allow? And what can you do about it.”
“You!”
True Being Yun He was furious and humiliated, but that was all—furious and humiliated.
He did not dare to act.
He did not dare, and neither did Yun Fa or Yun Zheng. True Being Hongxuan and True Being Nanji similarly did not dare.
Yes.
Not allow? And what could they do.
“Esteemed Sir…” True Being Hongxuan cupped his hands, about to say something, even using the address ‘Esteemed Sir’. But the moment he opened his mouth, the previously silent Gu Qingfeng suddenly roared in anger.
“Shut your mouth! Wait until I finish dealing with the main business, then we’ll talk about you few brats!”
Gu Qingfeng raised a hand, pointing at Shui De, and shouted sternly, “Shui De! Roll over here and accept death!”
As his words fell, he spread his five fingers. A turbid vortex condensed in his palm, and the terrified Shui De was abruptly sucked over.
“Young Master… save me… save me…” Shui De was utterly terrified, crying out in horror.
“When I want to kill you, no one can save you!”
Gu Qingfeng struck Shui De’s abdomen with a palm. With a *bang*, Shui De’s skin split and flesh tore, bleeding from all seven orifices.
“Your Young Master can’t save you!”
*Bang!*
Another palm strike. Shui De’s internal Dantian collapsed, his Golden Core dispersed!
“The Nine-Hua Alliance can’t save you!”
*Bang!*
Another palm strike. All the meridians, sinews, and bones in Shui De’s body shattered completely!
“Not even the King of Heaven himself could save you!”
*Bang!*
With the final palm strike, Shui De died on the spot!
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