After witnessing Saint Yang Gong turn to dust and ashes with their own eyes, the representatives of the various major powers gathered in the Lingluo Heavenly Domain were all terrified for their own safety.
They wanted to move, but didn't dare.
They wanted to flee, but didn't dare.
They wanted to fight back, but didn't dare make a move.
They didn't even dare cry out for help.
Facing Gu Qingfeng, who was like the god of death in this place, they dared not do anything, could not do anything. The only thing they could do was wait, awaiting Gu Qingfeng's judgment.
"Are the Immortal Officials of the Immortal Court's residence in the Lingluo Heavenly Domain present?"
Gu Qingfeng's voice rang out. The thousand or so Immortal Officials of the Lingluo Heavenly Domain were all scared out of their wits. Saint Yang Gong at least had people he could call upon for help, but they didn't even have a single person to turn to. They could only stand there dumbfounded, frightened and at a loss.
"Kneel!"
Gu Qingfeng's deep shout echoed. With a *bang*, the thousand or so Immortal Officials, not knowing what was happening, knelt in mid-air. This kneeling caused their seven orifices to bleed, all their meridians to shatter, and their tens of thousands of years of cultivation to vanish into thin air. Their essence, energy, and spirit were utterly gone, leaving only a faint breath clinging to life.
"Death may be spared, but living punishment is unavoidable. Today, I abolish your cultivation as a small punishment and warning. For the rest of your lives, lie in bed and think carefully about what price means and what consequences are!"
Although these Immortal Officials did not die,
they were merely not dead.
Not only was their cultivation abolished, but they themselves were also ruined. For the rest of their lives, forget about cultivating—whether they could even take care of themselves was an unknown.
"Whose people are they? Take them away!"
Gu Qingfeng waved his hand, and the thousand or so dying Immortal Officials were flung like leaves to the corners of the Lingluo Heavenly Domain.
"You are no exception!
All of you, kneel for me!"
Another mighty shout.
In the void of the Lingluo Heavenly Domain, the representatives of the various major powers, numbering over ten thousand, were shaken to their knees with a *bang*. Like the Immortal Officials before, they all bled from their seven orifices, had their meridians shattered, and saw their cultivation vanish into thin air. All of them became cripples.
"Where you came from, crawl back there!"
Gu Qingfeng raised his hand, and the ten thousand cripples were swept away like autumn wind scattering fallen leaves.
"You too!
All of you, get lost!"
With a *bang*, those countless Daoist Prodigies didn't even get a chance to kneel. On the spot, with Gu Qingfeng's single word "get lost," they were either shaken until their seven orifices bled or their flesh and blood flew everywhere; either their cultivation was completely lost or their destiny shattered. Not a single one was spared; all were sent flying.
Witnessing this scene,
those hiding in various worlds watching this place trembled in fear, both relieved and terrified.
Relieved that they had not participated in the crusade against the Nether Emperor, otherwise...
they would definitely have ended up like these people, cultivation lost, becoming cripples.
Death is not terrifying.
What is terrifying is being neither dead nor alive.
Unable to seek life, unable to seek death, lying in bed for a lifetime, enduring endless pain and torment both physically and mentally.
Just thinking about it is terrifying.
However,
besides relief and terror, what they felt more was fear—fear of the Nether Emperor's unfathomably terrifying strength.
Most of these representatives of the various major powers were famous Immortal Dao figures from the ancient era who had ascended the Heavenly Ladder, their cultivation and strength far from ordinary.
Those Daoist Prodigies were all rising stars of the current era from various heavenly domains, including Shi Que, Fang Ying, Yun Fan, and others among the Great Wilderness's Ten Great Upper Immortals. Each could be called a person of great destiny, yet before the Nether Emperor, they couldn't even stand steadily. With a single mighty shout, they were directly crippled.
How could this not make people fear?
On Blackwater Mountain,
the Old Beggar watched this scene, tilted his head back to take a swig of Dragon Cauldron fine wine, and said, "This kid's methods are truly ruthless. He must have seen that these Great Dao Destinies were a trap dug for him by those Ancestral Patriarchs. So, this kid deliberately doesn't jump into the trap. Instead, he damn well cripples everyone else first."
"This old man reckons those Ancestral Patriarchs' hearts are bleeding now. They were originally counting on this kid to develop killing intent towards those Great Dao Destinies, thereby forcing the Immortal Dao and the Heavenly Dao to show themselves. Probably no one expected this kid to play such a hand, silently crippling everyone else first. The Immortal Dao doesn't care about these people's lives or deaths, and the Heavenly Dao cares even less. What to do? If they come out to save them, not only would all previous efforts be wasted, but it also wouldn't be worth it. Moreover, this kid has comprehended the Way of Slaughter. Once his killing intent arises, someone must die. Even if those Ancestral Patriarchs wanted to save them, they couldn't. They can only watch helplessly as their disciples and descendants become cripples..." The Old Beggar sighed. "Those Ancestral Patriarchs first gave this kid a series of traps, and this kid immediately stabs them right in the heart. This is truly masters crossing moves, each strike fatal. Spectacular, truly spectacular!"
"But..." Changing the subject, the Old Beggar looked at the remaining group of Great Dao Destiny bearers in the void and asked doubtfully, "Does this kid really dare to make a move against these Great Dao Destinies?"
Lady Blackwater said lightly, "I've said it before. In all the heavens and myriad worlds, there is only whether he wants to or not, never whether he dares or not."
"Sister Blackwater, you don't understand my meaning. To eradicate Great Dao Destinies, it doesn't just depend on courage; one must also have the capability."
"You mean my Brother Nether Emperor doesn't have the capability to eradicate these Great Dao Destinies?"
"Eradicating these Great Dao Destinies is easy; for this kid, it's not too difficult. The key lies with the Nine Heavens Immortal Dao and the mysterious Heavenly Dao."
The Old Beggar continued, "Even if this kid really dares to make a move against the Great Dao Destinies, will the Nine Heavens Immortal Dao agree?
Will the Heavenly Dao agree?
The Nine Heavens are notoriously protective of their own, and they still count on these Great Dao Destinies to dominate heaven and earth in the future. They can't just sit back and do nothing, right? As for the Heavenly Dao...
This old man can't grasp the Heavenly Dao's pulse, and I don't know what the Heavenly Dao plans. However, one thing is certain: if the Heavenly Dao wants to reclaim the position of leader of the Great Dao in the current era, it probably won't allow anyone to challenge the Heavenly Dao's hegemony. Moreover, this old man has discovered a few Heavenly Dao Law Enforcers in the Lingluo Heavenly Domain. They should have come for this matter too."
"Furthermore..." The Old Beggar analyzed, "Taking a step back ten thousand times, even if the Nine Heavens Immortal Dao really abandons these Great Dao Destinies, and the Heavenly Dao ignores them, those Ancestral Patriarchs lurking in the shadows probably won't allow this kid to eradicate them. They will definitely act recklessly."
"Therefore, if this kid wants to eradicate the Great Dao Destinies, he must pass three hurdles. The first is the Immortal Dao, the second is the Heavenly Dao, and the third is those Ancestral Patriarchs. If any one of these three hurdles acts, it's unlikely this kid can eradicate the Great Dao Destinies."
Lady Blackwater asked lightly, "Want to make a bet?"
"Bet on what?"
"I bet my Brother Nether Emperor can eradicate these Great Dao Destinies."
"What if you lose?"
"If this lady loses, I'll give you the Blackwater Mountain you've long coveted!"
Hearing this, the Old Beggar excitedly stood up. "Are you serious?"
"Of course. But...
if you lose...
you must agree to one thing for this lady."
"What thing?"
"What thing, I'll tell you afterwards. So, Old Beggar, do you dare to bet?"
"Wait!"
The Old Beggar stroked his chin, staring at Lady Blackwater suspiciously. "This old man feels like this is a trap!"
Lady Blackwater shrugged noncommittally. "The good show is about to start. Do you bet or not?"
"Fine!
This old man will bet with you!
I don't believe this kid can turn heaven upside down!"