Seeing Gu Qingfeng remain silent, Da Xing the Mad Monk continued his persuasion, "We came to watch the show, not to be part of it, and definitely not to let others watch a show about us. Don't you think that's the logic?"
"Can't argue."
Gu Qingfeng nodded, glanced at Da Xing the Mad Monk, and chuckled, "You old bald donkey make a pretty good point."
"Hehe, of course! You think I'm just..." Da Xing the Mad Monk was in the middle of speaking when suddenly the situation changed. Rolling dark clouds gathered madly in the sky, sweeping in like raging waves.
Seeing these dark clouds, everyone knew it was the Overwhelming Might of the Great Demon unleashed by the Three-Eyed Demon Lord.
Earlier, when Fusheng Imperial Lord appeared, he sent figures like Eastern Peak Great Emperor flying back. The Three-Eyed Demon Lord was no exception. The difference was, while Eastern Peak Great Emperor and the others stopped where they were, the Three-Eyed Demon Lord seemed to have vanished.
Everyone had assumed the Three-Eyed Demon Lord fled in fear of Fusheng Imperial Lord. No one expected this guy to come back.
"Jie Jie! So it's the renowned Fusheng Imperial Lord!"
Sure enough.
From the rolling, overwhelming demonic might came the Three-Eyed Demon Lord's wild, arrogant laughter.
Watching the increasingly frenzied dark clouds in the sky, everyone was puzzled. What was the Three-Eyed Demon Lord's purpose? Could he be planning to fight Fusheng Imperial Lord?
Did he have the guts? Did he have the strength?
Although the Three-Eyed Demon Lord's existence was exceptionally powerful—possessing the terrifying attainment of the Overwhelming Might of the Great Demon, the innate phenomenon of the Earth Fiend Crimson Flame, the Great Dao artifact Nine Nethers Banner, the mysterious and eerie Original Sin Retribution Body, and even having severely wounded Empress Water Mirror who bore the Mandate of Heaven—even so, in everyone's eyes, the Three-Eyed Demon Lord still could not be compared to Fusheng Imperial Lord.
"This lord has long heard of Fusheng Imperial Lord's reputation! The legend of the present era, the hero of the present era, even the myth of the present era! Jie jie jie jie! Truly laughable! Today, this lord wants to see how much you're really worth!"
Whoosh!
As his words fell, the Three-Eyed Demon Lord's figure flashed out from the rolling dark clouds. As his body spun, it stirred the rolling clouds into a vortex. Accompanied by the violent, overwhelming demonic might, he dove headfirst, his twin palms striking directly at the crown of Fusheng Imperial Lord's head.
"Jie jie jie jie! Die!"
Below.
Old Master Kaishan, Lady Lixin, and others from the Longevity Pavilion were gathered here, including Water Moon Bodhisattva and Empress Water Mirror, who was currently sitting cross-legged healing from her wounds. Everyone's gaze was now locked on Fusheng Imperial Lord.
He stood quietly on the ground, one hand behind his back, the other forming a hand seal as he healed Empress Water Mirror. Seeing the Three-Eyed Demon Lord unleash the Overwhelming Might of the Great Demon to attack and take his life, Fusheng Imperial Lord didn't even look. The hand behind his back simply gave a light wave. No radiance flowed or bloomed, nor was there any display of mystical divine ability.
A thunderous explosion!
The overwhelming demonic might filling the sky was instantly dispersed into nothingness, as if it had never appeared. The Three-Eyed Demon Lord was sent flying backward, blood spurting from his mouth and nose.
Watching this scene.
Everyone held their breath.
How powerful was the Three-Eyed Demon Lord's Overwhelming Might of the Great Demon? Everyone had witnessed it earlier. Not only did it leave Empress Water Mirror utterly defenseless, it even shattered her Great Sect artifact, the Nine Profound Evil-Slaying Talisman. Yet now, Fusheng Imperial Lord had dispersed it all with just a light wave.
Everyone knew Fusheng Imperial Lord's existence was supremely powerful.
But exactly how powerful? No one had a concrete concept.
Now, seeing him casually wave his hand and disperse the Overwhelming Might of the Great Demon, and send the Three-Eyed Demon Lord flying with blood spurting from his mouth and nose, everyone found it hard to believe their eyes.
Especially Eastern Peak Great Emperor, Pure Robe Bodhisattva, Purple Poison Ghost Emperor, and the others. They had just been fighting the Three-Eyed Demon Lord and clearly knew his strength was no small matter. The power of the Overwhelming Might of the Great Demon went without saying, and the Three-Eyed Demon Lord's physical body was a Heavenly Demon Body, extremely difficult to shake.
Although they themselves did not fear the Three-Eyed Demon Lord.
Not fearing was one thing, but whether it was Eastern Peak Great Emperor, Purple Poison Ghost Emperor, or Pure Robe Bodhisattva, none dared claim they could shatter the Overwhelming Might of the Great Demon and wound the Three-Eyed Demon Lord's Heavenly Demon Body with a single move.
Let alone one move, even ten moves, a hundred moves—they weren't sure they could do it.
What made it most unbelievable was that Fusheng Imperial Lord had only lightly waved his hand. He hadn't unleashed any mystical divine ability, nor any attainment power. In other words, he had wounded the Three-Eyed Demon Lord using only the strength of his physical body.
Wasn't that a bit too exaggerated?
Those who found it exaggerated weren't just Eastern Peak Great Emperor and the others. Even Da Xing the Mad Monk, sitting on his rock, couldn't help but suck in a cold breath at this sight. He sighed, "Damn! Fusheng, that kid, has improved quite a bit again! This old monk remembers it hasn't been long since I last saw him, yet he's grown so much stronger. Truly beyond my expectations."
"I heard he's born with a Tyrant Body, immense strength?" Gu Qingfeng asked casually, "What kind of Tyrant Body?"
"Heard it's the Eight Directions Tyrant Body!"
"Eight Directions Tyrant Body?"
Gu Qingfeng didn't know much about Tyrant Bodies. In his life, he hadn't seen many. He'd only heard that a Tyrant Body was a supreme treasure physique, and among all Tyrant Bodies, it was the most tyrannical. Both its might and its presence were overwhelmingly domineering.
"That kid Fusheng not only has the Eight Directions Tyrant Body, he also has a Primordial Chaos Body. And this kid has always been trying to fuse his Eight Directions Tyrant Body with his Primordial Chaos Body into one. This old monk reckons the kid wants to concoct an unprecedented, unrepeatable Primordial Chaos Tyrant Body. If he really manages to concoct that... then... damn, that would be terrifying."
If Da Xing the Mad Monk said it would be terrifying, then it truly would be terrifying.
"By the way, kid Gu, can your divine sense detect that kid Fusheng's existence?"
Gu Qingfeng nodded. "Yes."
"What! You can detect his existence with your divine sense?"
"Yes, I can, but it's very blurry."
Gu Qingfeng had met Fusheng Imperial Lord once before. Back then, he had the same feeling. Although his divine sense could detect him, it was exceptionally blurry.
Having lived to this day, Gu Qingfeng had seen many mysterious, unknown, and bizarre existences. But those whose presence under divine sense detection was blurry like Fusheng Imperial Lord's—he hadn't seen many. He could count them on one hand.
"Jie jie jie jie! Cough! Jie jie jie jie!"
Once again, the Three-Eyed Demon Lord's voice came from the sky. His figure appeared, looking somewhat disheveled. Even his wild laughter was interspersed with coughs. Not only was his face pale, blood continuously trickled from his mouth and nose.
Clearly, Fusheng Imperial Lord's palm had injured him severely. However, one had to admit this Three-Eyed Demon Lord was truly formidable. Even injured like this by Fusheng Imperial Lord's palm, he still didn't flee. Not only did he not flee, but by the look of it, he wasn't very convinced and seemed ready to fight again.