Gazing at the hundreds kneeling on the ground, every single person present could not believe their eyes.
A single shout's might.
Just the might of a single shout had shaken hundreds of Golden Immortals until their radiance scattered, their minds collapsed, their Immortal Power vanished, and they lost all combat ability, kneeling on the ground.
Was it merely losing combat ability and kneeling on the ground?
No.
Everyone could see that these hundreds of people were all kneeling with disheveled hair, blood flowing from their seven orifices—eyes, ears, and nose—their internal meridians completely severed, and faint wisps of spiritual mist rising from their bodies. This indicated they were not only crippled in their meridians but had also completely scattered their Immortal Spirits.
What kind of imposing aura could instantly shatter the meridians of hundreds of Golden Immortals?
What kind of sonic might could instantly scatter the Immortal Spirits of hundreds of Golden Immortals in a single moment?
Perhaps those great experts with profound cultivation, who had cultivated peerless great divine abilities, could use their vast and terrifying imposing aura and sonic might to shatter the meridians and scatter the Immortal Spirits of hundreds of Golden Immortals.
But the problem now was that this Great Old Master had no cultivation whatsoever on his body, not even a trace of spiritual aura—only the basic breath of a mortal, and nothing else beyond that.
Could it be a Creation Treasure?
No!
Moreover, everyone had seen clearly that this Great Old Master was merely standing atop that grand carriage, issuing a mighty shout. It was neither some Creation nor any treasure, not even what could be considered an imposing aura or sonic might, and then...
Then there was no more 'then.' The hundreds from the Lotus Secret Realm, the Prestigious Bai Family, and the Golden Crow Liu Family just knelt on the ground without warning, becoming cripples.
And that Dan Lei was even more tragic. Both his arms and legs were completely shattered, leaving only his head and half of his upper body standing upright on the ground like a tombstone, only breathing out, half-dead.
He was a Star-Residing Golden Immortal who had cultivated for tens of thousands of years, with cultivation reaching the fortieth heavenly level. His strength could be described as unfathomable; even facing a Five Luminance Great Perfection Star-Residing Golden Immortal, he would have the qualification to fight. Yet now, after just one kick from this Great Old Master, he was left with only half a physical body.
If not seen with their own eyes, no one would dare believe it.
Even now, witnessing it firsthand, they still found it unbelievable.
Everyone knew that this Great Old Master had previously scared three Taibai Golden Immortals to death on Floating Sky Island, and later effortlessly ascended to the eighty-first layer of the Tower of Stolen Gold. This alone was enough to prove that this Great Old Master was not as simple as he appeared on the surface.
Especially Mu Lingyao, who had personally tested him at Eight Treasures Manor, using all her strength without shaking Gu Qingfeng in the slightest. Although Hua Die Xianzi had not personally tested him, she felt that even if she made a move, she feared she would be unable to shake him either.
They all knew that Gu Qingfeng's existence was absolutely unfathomable.
Yes.
They had always known.
But to what extent was he unfathomable? None of them had a concrete concept. In their thoughts, even if Gu Qingfeng's strength was unfathomable, the fact that he had lost all his cultivation was real, like a tiger without teeth. No matter how formidable, he couldn't be that formidable.
It wasn't until this moment, witnessing with their own eyes Gu Qingfeng kick Dan Lei—a fortieth-level Star-Residing Golden Immortal—into pieces.
And after the might of a single shout shattered the meridians and completely scattered the Immortal Spirits of the hundreds of Golden Immortals from the three great families of the Lotus Secret Realm, did they realize for the first time that Gu Qingfeng's unfathomable depth far exceeded their imagination.
The nearby thousands from the Jinwu Li Clan, who had originally surrounded the grand carriage pulled by nine Firecloud Crimsonflame Tigers, were now also scared out of their wits by the scene before them. Not to mention those Taibai Golden Immortals, Chenxing Golden Immortals, or Yinghuo Golden Immortals—even Li Xiao, a Five Luminance Great Perfection Star-Residing Golden Immortal, was frightened into panic.
They had originally planned to capture this so-called Great Old Master first, then find a way to seize that ten trillion bonus. Knowing that this Great Old Master was mysterious and bizarre, Li Xiao had specially gathered all the clan's core members as a precaution, firstly to prevent anyone from intervening or pleading on his behalf, and secondly out of concern for that mysterious and bizarre Great Old Master.
After arriving at the Tower of Stolen Gold, facing the calm and fearless Gu Qingfeng, Li Xiao's tens of thousands of years of rich experience told him not to act rashly for now, precisely because he feared this Great Old Master was unfathomable.
But he never expected that this so-called Great Old Master would be unfathomable to such a terrifying degree—kicking Dan Lei into pieces with one foot, and with the might of a single shout, scattering the Immortal Spirits of hundreds.
Capture him and take him back?
How could they still capture him?
Seize that ten trillion bonus?
How could they still seize it?
How would they dare to seize it?
Those who served the Jinwu Li Clan no longer dared to stay. After all, they were just following the Jinwu Li Clan for a living; there was no need to risk their lives. Usually, joining a group fight to intimidate was fine, but now facing such a mysterious and terrifying Great Old Master, who among them would dare stand here to intimidate?
The answer was certain.
No one dared.
Immediately, people began to flee. With one person fleeing, ten followed; with ten, a hundred followed. In an instant, those who served the Jinwu Li Clan fled in a swarm. Even the Jinwu Li Clan's own people, including Li Xiao, no longer dared to stay, all leaping up, wanting to fly away.
"You haven't even settled the score, and you want to leave? Today, without this old man's nod, no one gets to run! All of you, get down here and face your death!"
Gu Qingfeng's fierce shout, the word 'death' not yet fallen, caused the thousands from the Jinwu Li Clan fleeing in mid-air to feel as if struck by lightning. Their radiance scattered, their bodies trembled, blood flowed from their seven orifices, and then they plummeted from the sky, thudding to the ground, kneeling. Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
One after another, they knelt on the ground.
This scene not only left people dumbfounded but also shocked and astonished, even more so, it was a breathtaking spectacle.
The Jinwu Li Clan had a full several thousand people!
Among them, more than half were Taibai Golden Immortals, several hundred were Two Luminance Suixing Golden Immortals, several dozen were Three Luminance Chenxing Golden Immortals, over ten were Four Luminance Yinghuo Golden Immortals, and there were as many as four Star-Residing Golden Immortals.
Now, they were all shaken by the might of a single shout from this mortal Great Old Master who had no cultivation whatsoever, causing blood to flow from their seven orifices, plummeting from the sky to kneel on the ground—including Li Xiao, the Five Luminance Great Perfection Star-Residing Golden Immortal, was no exception.
This was a full several thousand Golden Immortals, not several thousand little birds. How could they all be shaken until blood flowed from their seven orifices by the might of a single shout from a mortal?
How exactly did he do it?
And how was it done?
Could it be that his physical body was already so powerful that a casual, understated mighty shout could annihilate Golden Immortals?
They didn't know.
No one knew.
If earlier, when Gu Qingfeng's mighty shout shattered the meridians of the hundreds from the Lotus Secret Realm, those gathered at the Tower of Stolen Gold found it unbelievable and incomprehensible.
Then at this moment, when Gu Qingfeng's might of a single shout caused blood to flow from the seven orifices of the full several thousand from the Jinwu Li Clan, the crowd no longer felt it was unbelievable, nor did they find it hard to believe or incomprehensible. Instead, their scalps tingled, their hair stood on end—they were deeply afraid, deeply terrified.