Using one's own Spiritual Power to resist immortal arts attacks was not an unheard-of technique.
It was just that few would ever do so.
Because while Spiritual Power had its strengths and weaknesses, it lacked profound mystery. If the cultivation realms of two parties were roughly equivalent, using Spiritual Power to block the other's immortal arts was undoubtedly a suicidal act. Unless your realm far surpassed the opponent's, the consequences would be ugly.
It was no exaggeration to say that even a Nascent Soul expert would not dare to so blatantly use only their own Spiritual Power to resist the immortal arts of someone with eighty-one rotations of the Golden Core.
And yet, this man before them...
He was merely at the Purple Mansion cultivation stage, yet he had just resisted the immortal arts of over two hundred people in the area.
One must know that among these two hundred-plus individuals, half were Transcendent True Persons who had cultivated for over a thousand years, including many masters at the Great Perfection of eighty-one Golden Core rotations. The other half were all Natural Colored Spirits, among whom were also those with Ninefold Flowing Color of the Fourth Realm.
And now, this very group, going all out, exhausting every means at their disposal until their Spiritual Power was depleted, had actually failed to harm the white-robed man in the slightest. Not just harm—they hadn't even managed to shake him. The white-robed man merely stood there with his hands behind his back, not even a strand of his hair disturbed.
If not for seeing it with their own eyes, who would dare believe it?
Even now, witnessing it firsthand, no one dared to believe it.
This scene was too insane, too exaggerated, too horrifying, too terrifying.
"He...
He's an Evil Cultivator!
He must be an Evil Cultivator!"
Elder Bowen of the Huoyun Branch Hall was pale-faced, panting heavily, pointing a trembling finger at Gu Qingfeng as he angrily denounced, "Great Manor Lord Feihe, quickly...
Go quickly and inform Senior Shi Tong to activate Liuren Mountain's guardian grand formation to eradicate this Evil Cultivator!"
"Evil Cultivator, this man is definitely an Evil Cultivator!"
"That's right, he must have used evil methods to refine himself! Otherwise, how could the Spiritual Power of a mere Purple Mansion be so formidable!"
Elders from various major sects, the Three Caves and Five Mountains, and the two Branch Halls, Huoyun and Fengyun, all spoke up, urging Great Manor Lord Feihe to find the Old Master and activate the guardian formation.
"You Evil Cultivator have some nerve, daring to run wild on our Liuren Mountain in broad daylight!"
Renshen, holding a flying sword, stepped forward and also urged Feihe to activate the guardian formation. The Heir Apparent of Fenghui Sect, Jin Can, the direct disciple of Jiangzhu Mountain, Xiao Fan, and others did the same. In their minds, if they, with their Ninefold Flowing Color of the Fourth Realm, could do nothing against someone at the Purple Mansion cultivation stage, then the other party must be an Evil Cultivator!
Feihe did not respond, only staring at Gu Qingfeng with a look of shock and awe.
Although he detected no evil spiritual aura on Gu Qingfeng, he too believed him to be an Evil Cultivator.
Otherwise, there was simply no way to explain such a bizarre occurrence.
It was just that the Old Master had said Gu Qingfeng's existence was mysterious and bizarre, even more terrifying than imagined. Most importantly, the Old Master had said that when using divine sense to probe him, one would feel fear. And he clearly remembered the Old Master saying that inviting Gu Qingfeng this time was on Miss Tingxue's suggestion.
"Great Manor Lord Feihe, what are you...
what are you hesitating for!
Go quickly and ask the Old Master to activate the guardian formation!"
Great Manor Lord Feihe shook his head in response. "The Old Master has urgent business and has gone somewhere unknown. However, I have already notified him with a message talisman. He should arrive soon!"
Across the way.
Gu Qingfeng still stood with his hands behind his back within the pavilion. He stood there silently, not uttering a single word or syllable. His pair of dark, profound eyes swept across the scene, passing over everyone present one by one, before finally settling on the two Grand Elders: Bowen of the Huoyun Branch Hall and Xuanhua of the Fengyun Branch Hall.
"The Crimson-Letter Sect takes eliminating demons and defending the Dao as its duty, guarding the underground order of this world."
The silent Gu Qingfeng finally spoke, his voice serious and exceptionally cold. "The two of you are the Grand Elders of the Huoyun and Fengyun Branch Halls respectively. The duty of a Grand Elder is to oversee all affairs of the Branch Hall. Am I correct?"
Bowen and Xuanhua exchanged a glance, as if unsure why Gu Qingfeng would ask such a question.
"So what if you are!"
Elder Bowen stepped forward, shouting sternly, "Since you are an Evil Cultivator, you should know the prestige of our Crimson-Letter Sect! You should be even clearer that treading the path of an Evil Cultivator means making an enemy of our Crimson-Letter Sect! And making an enemy of our Crimson-Letter Sect means making an enemy of the entire world!"
"You keep calling me an Evil Cultivator. Do you have any proof?"
"Proof?
Hmph!"
Bowen sneered coldly. "You bear neither the aura of a Colored Spirit nor an Innate aura. With merely Purple Mansion realm cultivation, your Spiritual Power is so bizarrely powerful. If you haven't used evil methods to refine yourself, how could it be so strange!"
"Just because my Spiritual Power is strange, you label me an Evil Cultivator?"
Elder Bowen declared with absolute certainty and a fierce shout, "I am the Grand Elder of the Crimson-Letter Sect's Huoyun Branch Hall! If I say you are an Evil Cultivator, then you are an Evil Cultivator!"
"Hahahaha..." Gu Qingfeng suddenly burst into loud laughter. The laughter was immensely vigorous and filled with towering rage. The turbid Spiritual Power around him erupted along with the laughter, accompanied by continuous peals of thunder and lightning. The vigorous laughter even shook the entire Liuren Mountain, causing the mountain's formations to crumble and vanish one after another.
Boom! Crash!
In an instant, the winds and clouds shifted dramatically, thunderclaps exploded, and lightning flashed!
What was happening?
No one knew.
No one understood!
Everyone present felt their eardrums tearing in pain, their internal qi and blood churning, their Spiritual Power in chaos, their heads splitting with agony, their minds and spirits shaken unstable.
Pfft!
Those with weaker cultivation were immediately shaken until all seven orifices bled, collapsing to the ground.
Some tried to flee, activating their Golden Cores, but the moment they attempted to manifest them, their Spiritual Power was scattered and dissipated by the laughter resonating in the space, making it impossible to summon.
They were like this. Geniuses like Renshen, Xiao Fan, and Jin Can, with their Ninefold Flowing Color of the Fourth Realm, couldn't even summon the Natural Colored Spirits they took such pride in. Forget summoning—they couldn't even stand steadily. Each one swayed unsteadily, blood continuously overflowing from their mouths and ears.
Heavens!
Witnessing this scene, the expressions of Lan Feier, Shui Yunruo, and Chen Yue changed repeatedly. They knew Gu Qingfeng was terrifying, but they never imagined he was terrifying to such a world-shaking, earth-shattering degree. Merely the sonic might of his laughter had shaken so many people that they couldn't even circulate their Spiritual Power or stand firm.
At this moment, everyone realized a terrifying truth: Gu Qingfeng's bizarreness was far, far more frightening than they had ever imagined!
"What a fine Crimson-Letter Sect! What a fine Huoyun Branch Hall! What a fine Grand Elder! Today you have truly opened this old man's eyes!"
Here, Gu Qingfeng still stood within the pavilion, but he was no longer calm.
His sleeves flapped sharply in the fierce air!
His black hair flew wildly about!
The arrogance between his brows!
The cold fury in his expression!
The disdain in his eyes!
The domineering supremacy in his words!
"You say I'm an Evil Cultivator, so I'm an Evil Cultivator? Today, this old man will let you witness what a true Evil Cultivator is, you little brat!
Get over here!"