The six Vice Hall Masters and over a hundred hall commanders standing behind Luo Wenzhenghao were all feeling somewhat apprehensive at this moment.
Although they were all formidable in strength, protected by Color Spirits, skilled in combat, and each a veteran of countless battles.
Yet, facing that mysterious, white-robed man whose power was so bizarre, none dared claim they were confident of capturing him—not even the six Vice Hall Masters. Forget capturing him; they even doubted whether they could withstand a single move from him even if they went all out. It was an unknown.
If the opponent had merely defeated Yu Dingxing or even Jingtao Gongzi with one move, they wouldn't be afraid.
The key was that no one understood this man's true strength.
Who the hell knew to what terrifying degree his physical body was powerful?
Watching the white-robed man walk forward, their hearts were all very tense. The six Vice Hall Masters exchanged glances, each seeing deep apprehension and worry in the other's eyes. As the white-robed man drew closer, the crowd grew increasingly nervous.
"Stop right there!"
It wasn't just them who were nervous; Luo Wenzhenghao at the front was also beginning to tense up.
He had thought that by invoking his family background, even if he couldn't scare the other party away, he could at least make them wary.
But that didn't happen.
The white-robed man's footsteps did not cease; he continued walking toward him, which made Luo Wenzhenghao unable to help but feel a bit panicked. Especially when he saw the playful smile at the corner of the white-robed man's mouth, it instantly gave rise to a chilling feeling in his heart.
"I told you to stop!"
Seeing the white-robed man getting closer and closer to him, and still showing no intention of stopping, Luo Wenzhenghao completely lost his composure. Just then, Gu Qingfeng had already closed in, his feet not stopping, his expression unchanged, only his smile growing more pronounced.
"You little brat!"
When Gu Qingfeng arrived before Luo Wenzhenghao, one hand that had been resting behind his back suddenly shot out. With a casual wave, the back of his hand struck Luo Wenzhenghao's chest. With a *thud*, Luo Wenzhenghao grunted, blood spurting from his mouth and nose as he was sent flying sideways on the spot.
No one had expected Gu Qingfeng to actually make a move.
No!
To be precise, no one had expected him to dare make a move.
The Luo Wen family was, after all, a major clan of the Four Great Regions. Within the family, experts were as numerous as clouds, and his master was an old monster at the Nascent Soul stage. Looking across the surrounding hundred-plus territories, no one dared to challenge Luo Wenzhenghao like this. It was no exaggeration to say that offending Luo Wenzhenghao meant only one path: death.
Luo Wenzhenghao had just laid down the law: if anyone dared touch a single hair on his head, their death would come tomorrow.
The white-robed man had heard it.
But he still did it.
Not only did he do it, he even flung Luo Wenzhenghao aside as if discarding trash, not even pausing in the process, continuing up the mountain.
"Kill him! Kill him!" Luo Wenzhenghao scrambled up from the ground, clutching his chest, his face flushed red as he roared in fury.
Not one of the six Vice Hall Masters or the hundred commanders beside him dared to act.
"What are you still standing around for! Kill him! Move! Or when we get back, I'll make sure every single one of you regrets it!"
Hearing this, the six Vice Hall Masters and the hundred commanders showed expressions of difficulty, hesitating between charging forward for a desperate fight or waiting to be punished by Luo Wenzhenghao upon their return. However, just as they hesitated, an icy, cold voice came.
"Brat, not very old, but your temper is huge. Get over here!"
The crowd saw that the departing white-robed man had not stopped walking, nor had he turned around. Instead, he slightly raised an arm, fingers splayed, light flowing in his palm, instantly forming a massive, turbid vortex.
*Whoosh!*
In an instant, Luo Wenzhenghao, not knowing what was happening, found himself sucked over. When he realized it, he was horrified to discover that a hand had already clamped around his neck—and the one clamping it was none other than Gu Qingfeng. Luo Wenzhenghao was instantly scared out of his wits, circulating his Golden Core, summoning his Great Natural Order Color Spirit, struggling frantically.
Unfortunately.
It was useless.
Gu Qingfeng just kept walking forward, unhurriedly ascending the mountain, clutching his neck. No matter how he struggled, he couldn't budge Gu Qingfeng's hand in the slightest.
"Stop!"
Seeing this scene, the six Vice Hall Masters no longer hesitated. They all summoned their Great Natural Order Color Spirits, circulated their Golden Cores, and unleashed martial arts, charging straight at him.
Although none of them wanted to, they had no choice now. Because they knew that if Luo Wenzhenghao died here today, they probably wouldn't live to see tomorrow either.
The six knew Gu Qingfeng's strength was bizarre and dared not be negligent. Going all out, they arrived in an instant.
However.
The white-robed man's feet still did not stop. Without turning his body, a radiance suddenly flashed around him—an exceptionally turbid radiance, within which thunder and lightning crackled, then transformed into six streaks of turbid lightning!
*Crack!*
The six streaks of turbid lightning struck down, directly at the six Vice Hall Masters who were about to attack. They tried to block, but the moment they made contact, *whoosh*—in an instant, their Great Natural Order Color Spirits instantly dissipated. Their Spiritual Power was shaken into disarray, their hair stood on end, their clothes tore, their skin split, and they plummeted to the ground, unconscious.
The over hundred commanders who had originally considered making a move, upon seeing this, how could they dare act now? They were so scared they didn't even dare move.
They were like this.
The others present were also thoroughly frightened.
They could all see that Gu Qingfeng's cultivation was only at the True Body realm, and the Spiritual Power within him was murky and impure. The six streaks of lightning he had just unleashed were also very ordinary spells. Yet, it was this murky, impure Spiritual Power and these ordinary spells that instantly defeated the six Vice Hall Masters. Forget blocking; the six hadn't even had time to react before being struck down to the ground. Whether they were dead or alive, no one knew.
These were the six Vice Hall Masters of the Nine-Hua Alliance, powerful and battle-hardened!
They couldn't even withstand a single move from him.
His physical body was formidable to such an extent.
How could his Spiritual Power be even more so?
"You! You! Ah—I—you dare... Let me go!"
At this moment, Luo Wenzhenghao, with Gu Qingfeng's hand clamped around his neck, flailed his limbs like a land duck thrown into the deep sea.
He was afraid!
Thoroughly afraid!
Afraid to the marrow of his bones.
And afraid to the depths of his soul.
"Who did you say your father was again?"
Gu Qingfeng's voice came, like the sound of death, shaking Luo Wenzhenghao's heart and intimidating his soul.
"And who was your family's ancestor again?"
"And who was your master again?"
At this moment, Luo Wenzhenghao was scared like a quail, held up by Gu Qingfeng, his entire body trembling uncontrollably, the muscles on his face twitching wildly, his whole face contorted, even pissing himself in fear.
"With guts this small, you still try to play at being domineering and arrogant?"
Gu Qingfeng narrowed his eyes at him and laughed. "Going back to cultivate and train your own abilities is stronger than anything. Don't spend all day leading a bunch of people around making empty threats for no reason."
With that, he flung his hand, tossing Luo Wenzhenghao down the mountain without even a glance.
The hundred-plus commanders immediately ran over. Finding that Luo Wenzhenghao was not in mortal danger, their hanging hearts finally settled. They tried to help Luo Wenzhenghao up, but they couldn't lift him no matter what. Luo Wenzhenghao seemed scared out of his wits, his whole body like a pile of mud, unable to even stand.
"Today, I'll spare your lives for now. If anyone is dissatisfied, whether it's the Nine-Hua Alliance or the Red Gang's Fire Cloud Branch, you're welcome to come find me at the Yunxia Sect."