In the minds of Tang Manqing and Liu Yue, they had always believed that if a person possessed no destiny, no cultivation, and wasn’t even a reincarnation or possession rebirth, then no matter how powerful their physical body was, it would always have its limits.
Until today.
Until now.
Until this very moment.
Only then did they realize they were wrong, terribly mistaken, and became aware of how narrow their perspective was, how ignorant.
They further realized that Gu Qingfeng’s physical body was powerful beyond their imagination—so powerful they couldn’t even conceive what kind of existence it was, what kind of physical body could remain utterly unmoved by the Immortal Arts and supernatural abilities of over ten thousand experts filling the sky.
Old Monster Tang was equally shocked and frightened.
He too knew Gu Qingfeng was powerful.
But as to how powerful, he did not know.
To probe Gu Qingfeng, back in the Biluo Bamboo Grove, he had even tried attacking him, but failed to move him an inch.
He had also asked Gu Qingfeng this question.
He clearly remembered Gu Qingfeng saying at the time that his physical body was so powerful it had broken through the heavens.
Old Monster Tang hadn’t believed it. He thought that no matter how powerful Gu Qingfeng’s body was, it couldn’t possibly break through the heavens—that was just nonsense.
But at this moment, watching the endless streams of Immortal Arts and supernatural abilities assaulting Gu Qingfeng without moving him an inch, Old Monster Tang couldn’t help but wonder: Could it be that this Gu kid’s body really was so powerful it had broken through the heavens?
He didn’t know.
He didn’t even know what the concept of a body breaking through the heavens entailed.
“This kid’s existence has probably long exceeded this old man’s imagination!
No wonder this kid said he didn’t even regard the Three Thousand Great Daos. With such a peerlessly powerful physical body, what the hell is there to fear from the Great Dao?”
Watching Gu Qingfeng here, Old Monster Tang couldn’t help but sigh in admiration. Along with that sigh came a touch of emotion—the sentiment that Gu Tianlang had truly matured, no longer as impulsive, irritable, and vengeful as he had been in the past. If it were back then, with this kid’s temperament, he wouldn’t have waited for these people to strike; he would have long since started a bloody massacre.
Wait.
Just as Old Monster Tang was musing over Gu Qingfeng’s maturity, he suddenly felt something was off.
Although Gu Qingfeng here still stood with his hands behind his back, unmoved by the various Immortal Arts, his face showed no trace of anger, and his expression revealed no murderous intent, seemingly showing no signs of retaliating.
But that was only how it seemed.
Old Monster Tang clearly knew.
Back in the day, when Gu Tianlang got angry, he was utterly terrifying.
However.
Even more terrifying than Gu Tianlang’s anger was his silence.
Once Gu Tianlang fell silent, it wasn’t just frightening—it was horrifying.
When that kid was angry, perhaps someone could still persuade him. But once he fell silent, he would kill gods if he met gods, slay buddhas if he met buddhas. No one’s advice would be heeded; not only would he not listen, he would kill whoever tried to persuade him!
Thinking of this.
Old Monster Tang’s heart gave a violent thump.
Because he knew that if Gu Qingfeng didn’t act, it was one thing, but once he did, it would inevitably be a great massacre. When that time came, none of those who had attacked would survive. Not only would these people not survive, but even those bystanders who hadn’t attacked and were just watching the spectacle would likely be unable to escape misfortune.
If Gu Qingfeng really slaughtered the Four Great Families and Seven Great Sects, then Yanluo Kingdom would be finished!
If he then slaughtered these Immortal Dynasty people as well, it would certainly enrage the Immortal Dynasty, and troops would descend upon them in no time.
Although Gu Qingfeng had promised that if Yanluo faced calamity, he would not stand idly by.
Old Monster Tang did not want this matter to escalate.
He also didn’t want Gu Qingfeng to wage a major war against the Immortal Dynasty for Yanluo’s sake. That was a sin he could not bear.
The more he thought about it, the more worried he became; the more worried he became, the more frightened he grew.
Old Monster Tang looked over again, trying to discern whether Gu Qingfeng’s current silence indicated any signs of retaliation.
But no matter how he looked, he simply couldn’t tell.
He had no confidence in his heart.
He had considered secretly sending a mental message to persuade Gu Qingfeng, but the words lingered on his lips, unspoken.
First, he didn’t dare.
If it were an angry Gu Qingfeng, Old Monster Tang might have dared to offer a few words of persuasion.
But facing a silent Gu Qingfeng, Old Monster Tang was genuinely apprehensive.
Back when Gu Qingfeng went on a killing spree in the Immortal Dynasty, slaughtering until the heavens darkened and the earth was soaked in blood, Old Monster Tang knew that if Gu Qingfeng continued killing, the Nine Heavens would inevitably descend with judgment. So he and Xuanze had gone together to persuade him, hoping Gu Qingfeng could restrain himself and not let things escalate to an irreparable point. But what was the result? Not only did they fail to persuade him, they nearly got killed by Gu Qingfeng themselves.
This incident was still fresh in his memory, something he could never forget in his lifetime. And he clearly remembered that back then, Gu Qingfeng had been silent, not uttering a single word.
Besides not daring to speak up and persuade, the second reason was that he had no face to open his mouth.
Having Gu Qingfeng step forward to resolve Yanluo’s urgent crisis was something Old Monster Tang was already immensely grateful for.
When those people attacked earlier, Gu Qingfeng had only used a restriction to intimidate them. Old Monster Tang knew that was giving him ample face.
Now this group was attacking again, and this time there were even more of them, more frenzied than before.
Could he, for the sake of Yanluo Kingdom’s safety, ask Gu Qingfeng not to retaliate?
Just take the beating like that?
Even with Old Monster Tang’s thick skin, he couldn’t bring himself to say such words!
But if the Four Great Families, Seven Great Sects, and even these Immortal Dynasty people were truly slaughtered by Gu Qingfeng, then today’s events would escalate completely. What would happen then, Old Monster Tang did not know.
Thinking of this.
Old Monster Tang even somewhat regretted asking Gu Qingfeng for help!
If possible, he would rather offend the Immortal Dynasty than let Gu Qingfeng embark on a great massacre.
Offending the Immortal Dynasty, the worst outcome would be nothing more than surrender!
But if Gu Qingfeng once again went on a killing spree, then there would be no worst outcome—only worse, more terrifying, more irreparable, and more uncontrollable results.
Heavens!
What should he do!
Old Monster Tang’s head was splitting with pain, anxious enough to curse. Especially when he saw these people were still madly unleashing one Immortal Art after another.
“You bunch of ignorant fools who don’t know when to stop!
!!
Stop it, all of you, damn it!!
!!”
Old Monster Tang rushed over, trying to stop them.
He had cultivated for ten thousand years; his cultivation and strength were unfathomable. If it were just eight or ten people, he might have been able to suppress them. Even if the attackers were ten Immortals, he would have the ability to stop them. But now the attackers weren’t just eight or ten—they numbered in the thousands. With his strength alone, it was utterly futile.
Old Monster Tang wasn’t the only one trying to intervene. Besides him, there were also Cang Kong, the Sect Master of Taiji Sect, Elders Xu Mu, and others.
As well as Xun Nian, Qian He, and others from the Immortal Dynasty.
They didn’t know why Gu Qingfeng was so silent. Was it out of fear for the Immortal Dynasty’s majesty?
If so.
Then everything was manageable. At worst, they would lose some face, be disgraced, and earn the reputation of being untrustworthy, despicable villains.
But if Gu Qingfeng’s silence wasn’t due to fear of the Immortal Dynasty’s majesty.
What consequences would that bring?
They didn’t know.
Xun Nian and Qian He didn’t dare to imagine.
They tried to stop them, but unfortunately, the effect was minimal. There were simply too many people attacking; they couldn’t stop them all.
Perhaps realizing that continuing like this was no solution, Xun Nian saw Wan Huaiyu and Qin Hao still standing in the distance. He immediately flashed over, clasped his fists, and pleaded, “I beg you two Seniors to lend your aid and stop them. Otherwise, once things become irreparable, then everything will be too late.”
“It’s already too late.”
Wan Huaiyu said expressionlessly, “Wait for death.”