Perhaps it was because Gu Qingfeng had been too casual and lazy before, too much of a slacker, utterly unlike the legendary You Di. Even after Upper Immortal Qingqing fused with the Cloud-Water Sword and all evidence pointed to Gu Qingfeng being the You Di, Upper Immortal Qingqing still couldn't believe it and harbored doubts.
Until Gu Qingfeng became serious.
Until the Great Divine Sense Authority swept over them like a tidal wave.
Feeling this dark authority, this silent authority, this authority that seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth.
Upper Immortal Qingqing's inner world held nothing else.
Time seemed to stop flowing.
Space seemed to cease changing.
She was immersed in the Great Divine Sense Authority, watching the spotless white robe sway gently within the darkness.
Watching the three thousand strands of long hair flutter slightly in the silence.
Watching the aloof and supremely domineering Gu Qingfeng.
Watching the cold and merciless Gu Qingfeng.
Watching the Gu Qingfeng who looked down upon heaven and earth.
At this moment.
All the doubts in her heart vanished completely; all her misgivings utterly dissipated.
She finally realized that the man before her was none other than that most dazzling, most insane, most terrifying overlord of the Ancient Era—the Nine Nethers Emperor!
Upper Immortal Qingqing had not failed to consider what to do if Gu Qingfeng truly was the You Di.
She had thought about it.
And she had thought about it many, many times.
But when this moment truly arrived, when she realized Gu Qingfeng was the You Di, her mind had already gone blank, her thoughts frozen, her consciousness blurred.
In the sky.
Thousands still stood trembling in the air.
Although Gu Qingfeng had already withdrawn his Great Divine Sense Authority, these people still dared not move, still dared not speak. This was especially true for the group of Immortal Dao experts from the Five Spirits Immortal Realm like Jinyan and Wuhua. They were terrified to the core and no longer harbored any thoughts of avenging Yuanwu. They didn't even want to know whether Gu Qingfeng was the You Di or not. Their minds held only one thought: to leave this place, the farther the better.
However.
They were all scared out of their wits, utterly afraid to leave, not even daring to move a muscle. Jinyan and Wuhua, two ancient and renowned Immortal Dao figures, tried to gather their shattered, scattered minds back together, but it was useless. Their scattered minds were like sand scattered by the wind, impossible to gather again.
What to do?
Wait for death?
Yes.
Only wait for death.
Whether it was Jinyan, Wuhua, or everyone present, they all had a strong feeling—the feeling of awaiting judgment from the god of death. And the god of death was none other than Gu Qingfeng. They all clearly understood that if Gu Qingfeng wanted them dead, not a single person present today would survive.
No one panicked because of this.
There was only endless fear, endless terror, endless despair.
"You..." Finally.
Gu Qingfeng spoke. His voice was still that plain, devoid of any emotional color, like a cup of clear water.
Yet.
Such an utterly plain voice, when it reached the ears of the crowd, was like the arbitration of the god of death, causing many more to faint on the spot.
"Still want revenge?"
No one expected Gu Qingfeng to suddenly ask such a question.
None of the experts from the Five Spirits Immortal Realm wanted revenge, but faced with Gu Qingfeng's inquiry, none dared to speak up.
"Speak."
One word.
No imposing manner, no sonic power. Yet when it fell, it pressed down on the hearts of the Five Spirits Immortal Realm experts like a massive mountain, causing their bodies to tremble uncontrollably and cold sweat to pour out incessantly.
After Jinyan and Wuhua, the couple, knelt down, the hundreds of Immortal Dao experts from the Five Spirits Immortal Realm dared not hesitate any longer and knelt down one after another.
"Reporting...
Reporting to Lord You Di...
We...
We...
Do not...
Do not want...
Revenge anymore...
We...
We beg Lord You Di to...
To spare...
To spare us...
We...
We beg you."
Finally, Immortal Jinyan, kneeling on the ground, closed his eyes, mustered his courage, used all his strength, and stammered, speaking these words in broken fragments.
Here.
Gu Qingfeng did not look at them. Instead, he turned and walked to the table, picked up the wine pot, poured himself a cup of wine, and drank it in one gulp. After a moment, he finally spoke: "We have no enmity or grudges. I have no need to kill you. Besides, you didn't take action, and I can't be bothered to kill you."
What did these words mean?
They didn't know.
Nor did they dare to speculate randomly. They could only wait in despair for the god of death's final judgment upon them.
An unknown amount of time passed.
Gu Qingfeng's voice came again.
"Since you don't want revenge anymore, then leave. All of you, disperse.
Leave?
Disperse?
No one present expected Gu Qingfeng to say this. The Five Spirits Immortal Realm group had originally thought they were doomed today and had even mentally prepared themselves. They never imagined Gu Qingfeng would let them leave so easily.
Was this real?
The Immortal Dao experts of the Five Spirits Immortal Realm seemed unable to believe it, or more precisely, their hearts were still filled with terror, and none dared to act rashly.
"Didn't you hear my words?
Disperse."
Gu Qingfeng turned around, looked at the crowd, and said lightly.
However.
Still, no one dared to move.
Perhaps they were all too scared, scared to the bone. This fear seemed deeply imprinted in the depths of their souls, impossible to drive away or dissipate.
Suddenly!
"All of you, get lost!"
Gu Qingfeng roared fiercely. Bang! Bang! Bang!
All the formations on the dozens of Xuantian ships that had accompanied Upper Immortal Qingqing instantly collapsed, and the hulls of the Xuantian ships cracked apart.
At the same time.
Every single person present, without exception—whether ancient Immortal Dao figures like Jinyan and Wuhua or Immortal Dao experts who had cultivated for many years—were all shaken by Gu Qingfeng's roar until blood flowed from their seven orifices, their Immortal Power ran wild, and everyone plummeted from the sky like dumplings dropping into a pot.
This scene was truly breathtaking, leaving Lixin Xianzi and Upper Immortal Qingqing utterly dumbfounded.
When they regained their senses and looked again, the sky was empty, devoid of anyone. Even the dozens of Xuantian ships were scattered in pieces, like wood floating on the sea, piece by piece...
The two of them just stared, gazing at the vast, empty Great Desolate, unable to come back to their senses for a long time.
They felt as if all this were a dream, even more unbelievable than a dream.
What gave them this feeling was not Gu Qingfeng's terrifyingly formidable Great Divine Sense Authority, nor was it Gu Qingfeng's extremely dreadful roar. It was that they had finally realized Gu Qingfeng was the overlord who shook the heavens and earth in the Ancient Era—the Nine Nethers Emperor.
Compared to Gu Qingfeng's identity as the Nine Nethers Emperor, his so-called Great Divine Sense Authority and his so-called roar were far too insignificant, far too trivial to mention.