As the leaders of the major sects retreated and made way, they all widened their eyes, staring intently at the scene unfolding within.
What left everyone astonished and bewildered was that when dozens of Heaven's Pride Dragons unleashed their killing moves, sweeping towards him, Gu Qingfeng remained lazily seated in that worn-out armchair. Not only did he not lift a hand to defend himself, he didn't even spare a glance, as if he were completely unaware, leisurely sipping fine wine.
Just as everyone was puzzled, an even more jaw-dropping scene occurred.
When Liuguang Bing, harnessing the Natural Order Water Edict, unleashed a blizzard of razor-sharp wind and snow that swept over Gu Qingfeng...
Then... there was no 'then'. The raging blizzard vanished inexplicably upon reaching Gu Qingfeng, just like snowflakes falling into the sea—disappearing without a trace, failing to stir even the slightest ripple.
Liuguang Bing was like this.
Long Qi, harnessing the Natural Order Fire Edict, unleashed the Azure Dragon Dominating the Sun, which enveloped Gu Qingfeng. Yet, it similarly failed to budge him even a fraction, not even disturbing his sleeve or a single strand of hair.
Wang Ba, transformed into a white tiger, ferocious and majestic like an ancient divine beast, pounced on Gu Qingfeng. It was like a fierce tiger lunging at a boulder—still failing to move him an inch.
All the Fortune Power unleashed by the dozens of Heaven's Pride Dragons, without exception, dissipated and vanished upon contact with Gu Qingfeng, as if clay oxen entering the sea.
How could this be?
Not only were Liuguang Bing and the other Heaven's Pride Dragons dumbfounded, but the leaders of the major sects and clans, and indeed everyone present, were all stunned.
One must know that Heaven's Pride Dragons like Liuguang Bing each possessed the power to obliterate Immortals. At this moment, dozens of them joining forces in a siege—just unleashing their Fortune's might earlier could have instantly pulverized a Loose Immortal on the spot. How was it that now, unleashing their Fortune Power, they couldn't budge Gu Qingfeng in the slightest?
Even more terrifying was that Gu Qingfeng had been sitting there the entire time, with neither any cultivation aura nor any Fortune emanating from his body. In other words, he was withstanding it all purely with his Physical Body.
What kind of Physical Body could be so formidable, utterly ignoring the combined siege of dozens of Heaven's Pride Dragons?
An Immortal-Demon Body?
A Peerless Treasure Body?
A Venerable Body?
A Tyrant Body?
An Extreme Body?
No!
None of the above.
Many could see that Gu Qingfeng's body was simply a pure, utterly unadorned Physical Body, not any kind of Fortune Body at all.
But if it wasn't a Fortune Body, how could it possibly be so powerful?
They didn't know.
No one could imagine.
Liuguang Bing, Long Qi, Wang Ba, and the others, refusing to believe it was some evil trick, continued their attacks. Unfortunately, it was still useless.
No matter how powerful or profound the Supernatural Abilities and Fortune they unleashed, striking Gu Qingfeng's body would cause them to vanish in the blink of an eye, leaving not a single trace.
Witnessing this scene.
At the foot of Shangqing Sect Mountain.
Wine Immortal Zhen Yang stared wide-eyed, his mouth agape, watching in shock. Perhaps the scene was too overwhelming, making his speech somewhat halting and stammering: "This kid...
This kid...
Has he... has he truly become a God?"
Beside him.
Zhenting Immortal Master also frowned as he watched, his turbid eyes filled with deep astonishment. Although he could also tell that Gu Qingfeng's existence might have long surpassed his understanding, the sight of a pure Physical Body withstanding the combined siege of dozens of Heaven's Pride Dragons still left Zhenting Immortal Master finding it hard to believe.
Inside the pavilion.
Wuya's complexion shifted between pale and dark, his gaze fixed dead on Gu Qingfeng in the void above. His eyes held boundless shock and awe, yet even more so, disbelief and an inability to accept it.
"How can this be?
What kind of Physical Body has he achieved? What kind of existence is he, exactly!"
Wuya's voice trembled slightly. After he spoke, the Ghost Elder beside him shook his head and replied, "I do not know."
His voice also carried a tremor. Unlike Wuya, whose trembling stemmed from inner shock and horror, the Ghost Elder's tremor originated more from a fear in his heart.
They were like this.
Not far away, Jade Dragon Feixing from the Immortal Court's Purple Gold Hall, and Wan Huayu from the Crimson-Letter Zixiao Pavilion—the shock and horror in their hearts were even more intense than Wuya's, and even harder for them to believe and accept.
Standing beneath the large tree.
Praised as a Celestial Maiden descended to earth, possessing a Heavenly Dao Edict, and being Shangqing Sect's junior Heir Apparent, Yun Wan also watched with a face full of shock and horror, murmuring, "How can this be?
He...
What kind of existence is he?"
"Wan'er, believe me, it's better you don't know the answer to that question."
Su Hua knew of Gu Qingfeng's strength, so she felt no shock or horror. Because nine years ago, the shock Gu Qingfeng had given her was far, far too great. One could even say that until now, she still felt somewhat dazed and unable to accept it. Compared to nine years ago, the current siege by dozens of Heaven's Pride Dragons against Gu Qingfeng was truly insignificant, utterly incomparable.
At this moment.
It was as if fierce gales were howling.
As if raging flames were burning.
As if divine beasts were roaring.
As if thunder and lightning were crashing.
As if wind and snow were sweeping!
The great void trembled.
The Natural Order cracked and fissured.
All manner of Supernatural Abilities, all manner of Fortune, all manner of powers continuously swept forth.
Yet Gu Qingfeng leaned slightly to one side, crossed his legs, picked up the wine pot to pour himself a cup, and gently swirled the Taixu Cup in his hand. He appeared completely unaffected, as if the one being besieged by dozens of Heaven's Pride Dragons wasn't him, but someone else. Sitting in his chair, he looked utterly bored.
He tilted his head back, drained the cup in one go, poured himself another, lifted his head, glanced at the distant crowd hiding far away, and said nonchalantly, "Don't just stand there either. Come at me together."
The leaders of the major sects and clans wore expressions growing increasingly ugly, their countenances filled with shock, their eyes brimming with horror. Especially seeing the dozens of Heaven's Pride Dragons exhausting every means yet failing to budge Gu Qingfeng an inch, while their immortal energy gradually depleted, only intensified their sense of panic.
"Attack!
Everyone attack together!
I refuse to believe his Physical Body is indestructible like diamond!"
No one knew who shouted it, nor who launched the first Supernatural Ability. They only knew that after the shout fell and the first Supernatural Ability shot forth from the crowd, a second, a tenth, a thousandth, ten thousandth Supernatural Abilities followed, raining down like a storm of pear blossoms from all directions, frantically assaulting Gu Qingfeng.
For a time, the sky was filled with Supernatural Abilities, filled with immortal arts, filled with Fortune.
Filled with wind and snow, filled with golden lightning, filled with flying swords, filled with profound mysteries, filled with immortal techniques—dense and countless.
Like an explosion of the Natural Order itself, the void began to shatter, cracking open with numerous fissures.