In the void, Gu Qingfeng stood with his left hand behind his back, his right hand a turbid vortex like a black hole. With a sudden pull, the Sect Head of Fenghui Sect's abdomen bulged, and he was instantly sucked forward.
"With your meager cultivation, you dare dream of killing me?"
As the words fell, Gu Qingfeng struck out with a palm in the void. With a *bang*, blood sprayed from the Sect Head of Fenghui Sect's mouth and nose, and his abdomen instantly caved in.
"Get over here!"
Gu Qingfeng slashed through the air. The turbid vortex swelled violently, and the Sect Head of Fenghui Sect was dragged towards him!
*Bang!*
Another palm strike landed on his abdomen. The radiant light surrounding the Sect Head of Fenghui Sect instantly disintegrated.
*Bang!*
A third palm struck. The Sect Head of Fenghui Sect's robes tore, his skin rupturing.
*Bang!*
*Bang!*
*Bang!*
Three consecutive palm strikes landed on his abdomen. The Sect Head of Fenghui Sect was now disheveled and covered in blood.
"Since you have no regard for your own life, I'll take it!"
His hand rose, then fell.
Gu Qingfeng clamped down on the crown of the Sect Head of Fenghui Sect's head.
*Crack!*
The Sect Head of Fenghui Sect's hair fell out. Every meridian in his body shattered, his foundation was destroyed, his Purple Mansion exploded, his Nascent Soul perished. He fell to the ground, utterly devoid of life.
If the Sect Head of Fenghui Sect's two Arcane-Through Immortal Arts failing to affect Gu Qingfeng had left the onlookers in disbelief, then at this moment, Gu Qingfeng killing the Sect Head with three palm strikes in the void filled them with boundless terror.
Who would dare believe it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes?
No one dared!
"Attack! Everyone, attack together and kill this demon!"
Seeing this, the others no longer dared to hesitate. They all sprang into action. Leading the charge were the dozen or so Supreme Elders of Fenghui Sect with Nascent Soul cultivation and the sect's several thousand Transcendent True Persons. With their Sect Head slain, Fenghui Sect swore vengeance!
As for the other sects, the Three Caves and Five Mountains, and the people from the Wind-Cloud and Fire-Cloud branch halls, they did not move.
They were all watching, all retreating.
They did not dare.
They were afraid, terrified.
No one had the courage.
The esteemed Sect Head of Fenghui Sect, a grandmaster of the Nascent Soul realm, had actually been beaten to death by three palm strikes from this man with mere Purple Mansion cultivation. How could they dare to act?
However.
Even so, the scene of Fenghui Sect's dozen or so Supreme Elders with Nascent Soul cultivation, over a thousand Transcendent True Persons, and nearly ten thousand disciples attacking together was still utterly terrifying.
Combat erupted instantly. Liuren Mountain descended into chaos.
The sky was filled with countless figures, countless Immortal Arts.
The sight was both hair-raising and awe-inspiring.
This was Fenghui Sect, ten thousand strong, attacking together!
Such a spectacle was far too earth-shattering.
Gu Qingfeng stood in the void, simply standing there, hands behind his back. The turbid Spiritual Power around him burned like flames. When the myriad Immortal Arts struck, touching his Spiritual Power, they crackled and disintegrated one after another.
"Demon! Prepare to die!"
"Kill this demon!"
The dozen or so Nascent Soul experts of Fenghui Sect, refusing to believe this evil, frantically unleashed Arcane-Through Immortal Arts, attempting to surround and annihilate Gu Qingfeng.
Gu Qingfeng did not even glance at them. Standing in the void, the Spiritual Power within his body erupted like a volcano. With a deafening roar, not only were the Arcane-Through Immortal Arts unleashed by the dozen or so Nascent Soul experts shattered and dispersed, but the men themselves were also blasted, blood spraying from their mouths and noses!
"Get over here!"
As Gu Qingfeng raised his hand, a vortex formed in his palm. A Supreme Elder of Fenghui Sect was sucked towards him.
Hand up, palm down.
Slain on the spot!
"And you!"
He took a step, shrinking the ground to an inch, arriving instantly. Hand up, palm down. Another Supreme Elder's head was smashed to pulp.
"No regard for life? Go back and be reborn!"
Gu Qingfeng kicked out, striking a Supreme Elder in the chest. With a *bang*, that Supreme Elder's head and limbs were pulverized into a bloody mess by the force of the kick.
They were afraid!
Utterly terrified!
In the blink of an eye, four or five of Fenghui Sect's dozen or so Supreme Elders were dead. The remaining Supreme Elders were too frightened to continue fighting and tried to flee.
"Without my nod, no one leaves! Come and die!"
With a wave of Gu Qingfeng's hand, thousands of spirit incantations condensed and manifested. *Whoosh!* A whirlwind of roaring flame shot forth, lightning crackling within it, like an ancient fire dragon, like a thunderous flood dragon. It coiled upwards, engulfing the several Supreme Elders trying to flee, tearing them to shreds.
At the same time, countless Immortal Arts came raining down. Gu Qingfeng extended his arms, his body giving a violent shake. The turbid Spiritual Power instantly formed a ring, rapidly expanding outwards with him at the center, shattering the incoming Immortal Arts into nothingness.
"If you don't want to live, then die!"
Gu Qingfeng swept his arm. A narrow, elongated arc of lightning radiance condensed and manifested. Dozens were instantly cut in half at the waist by this arc of light.
A fist shot out, and dozens more were blasted to dust.
The slaughter began.
Clouds flew and scattered.
He killed until the heavens darkened and the earth turned!
He killed until rivers of blood flowed!
He killed until the winds and clouds changed color!
He killed until the great sun fell!
He killed until the sky was filled with wails!
Here, Gu Qingfeng seemed like a celestial deity, striding step by step through the void. His sleeves whipped madly, his black hair danced wildly. His handsome face was expressionless, his dark eyes as still and deep as an abyss. With every move, a kill—like the god of death.
Dusk descended, the great sun fell.
White robes like snow, rustling with chilling intent.
Black hair danced wildly, flying unrestrained.
Hand up, palm down, rivers of blood.
It was not over, nor would it end.
The slaughter continued...
"And you lot!"
Gu Qingfeng raised a hand, forming a seal. In mid-air, a thousand bolts of thunder and lightning crashed down. Over a thousand Transcendent True Persons of Fenghui Sect didn't even have time to grunt before blood poured from their seven orifices and they collapsed to the ground.
"Since none of you want to live, then all of you, come and die!"
He extended his arms, his body giving another violent shake. The turbid flame Spiritual Power spread out with lightning speed, like a sea of fire filled with crackling thunder and lightning, utterly terrifying. Under its envelopment, the ten thousand-plus members of Fenghui Sect who had attacked were plunged into the fiery sea, struggling, screaming, terrified.
"Be extinguished!"
Gu Qingfeng let out a furious roar, like ten thousand thunderclaps exploding. The ten thousand-plus attackers from Fenghui Sect didn't even have time to grunt before they were blasted by this roar, blood pouring from their seven orifices, their bodies stiffening as they fell to the ground, unknown whether dead or alive!
The might of a single shout, thunderclaps exploding, ten thousand falling.
Such power, such a spectacle—who had ever witnessed it?
No one!
Absolutely no one!
No one in the arena dared to act anymore.
Silence.
Deathly silence.
Fenghui Sect's ten thousand-plus members, in less than the time it takes an incense stick to burn from start to finish.
A dozen or so Supreme Elders slaughtered. Over a thousand Transcendent True Persons bleeding from their seven orifices, unknown if dead or alive. Ten thousand disciples paralyzed on the ground—dead, crippled, injured...
This scene was insane, dreadful, and horrifying!
This was ten thousand people!
A dozen or so Nascent Soul experts, over a thousand Transcendent True Persons, ten thousand disciples attacking together—not only had they failed to affect him, but they had all been crushed by him in the snap of a finger.
How was this possible!
No one dared to believe this was real!
No one!
Those who had attacked couldn't believe it. Those who hadn't were even more terrified by this, forgetting to breathe.
They stood in the distance, but they were merely standing, already stupefied by the scene before them. Their minds were blank, their thoughts frozen. They watched, just watched.
Previously, two hundred people attacking together had failed to budge Gu Qingfeng an inch, leaving them unable to comprehend it.
Now, Fenghui Sect's ten thousand attacking together had also failed to budge him an inch. This was no longer a question of comprehension; from the depths of their souls came an indescribable sense of terror.
"What kind of existence is this man? How can he be so terrifying!"
The Hall Master of the Fire-Cloud Branch Hall wore an expression of utter fear, simultaneously ordering, "Without my command, no one is to act!"
The Hall Master of the Wind-Cloud Branch Hall also wore a panicked expression. Even taking a deep breath could not suppress the trembling in his heart. He murmured, "Too terrifying... Fei'er, Yunruo, fortunately you warned us. Otherwise... our Wind-Cloud Branch Hall..." Lan Fei'er and Shui Yunruo stood beside him, holding their breath, watching dumbstruck, their hearts trembling, their souls terrified.
They knew Gu Qingfeng was strong.
Yes.
They had always known.
Only at this moment did they realize that Gu Qingfeng's strength far exceeded their imagination. Purple Mansion cultivation, a match for ten thousand—it was truly too...
In the distance, Chen Yue, watching the battle, was also so terrified she forgot to breathe, nearly unsteady on her feet. While feeling fear in her heart, she was also immensely grateful—grateful that Gu Qingfeng had not bothered with her earlier. Otherwise...
She truly could not imagine what the consequences would have been.
"Sister... Promise me... In the future, absolutely, absolutely do not... do not provoke him again... Okay?"
Xia Pan'er nestled in Chen Yue's embrace, too frightened to look anymore.