The Taixuan Platform was no longer the Taixuan Platform of before. Crushed under the immense power of Huo Dong and the others, it had long since become a wasteland of ruins, pitted with craters and scarred by ravines and barren sand. Only one place was an exception: the ground beneath the feet of the man in white. Not only was the ground completely intact, but even the chair he sat on remained utterly unaffected.
He still sat there on his chair. When the Heaven-Suppressing Demon Mountain unleashed by Huo Dong came crashing down with insane force, he merely raised a hand lightly. No radiance flowed, no Spiritual Power erupted, and not even a hint of exertion could be seen. With just that feather-light block, Huo Dong's Heaven-Suppressing Demon Mountain instantly froze mid-air, unable to press down another inch.
This Heaven-Suppressing Demon Mountain was the most powerful Immortal Art of the Yuqing Sect! Unleashed with full force by Huo Dong at the cultivation level of the Twelve Transformations of the Nascent Soul, it contained the profundities of the Great Nature Five Realms Nine Layers, the mysteries of the Yuqing Lingdong legacy, the secrets of the Flawless Body, and the wonders of the Taixuan Seed. Its power was so great that even veteran Nascent Soul monsters wouldn't dare to face it head-on. Yet now, it had been blocked so effortlessly by a mere Purple Mansion cultivator.
Was it just blocked?
No!
As the man in white picked up his Voidless Cup and drained it in one gulp, the hand holding back the Heaven-Suppressing Demon Mountain gave a sudden push. With a deafening roar, the vast and mighty Heaven-Suppressing Demon Mountain instantly disintegrated and vanished. At that very moment, the Immortal Arts unleashed by the nine other Huage Young Masters—Chang Tianrui, Bai Hanfei, and the rest—came raining down upon him. The man in white didn't even glance at them. While pouring wine from his flask with one hand, he swept his other arm across. The Immortal Arts, cast with the full power of the nine Huage Young Masters, scattered and dissipated like fireworks and firecrackers.
This scene was simply too exaggerated, too absurd, too insane.
Exaggerated, because no one had ever seen someone rely on the raw strength of their True Body to casually obliterate the powerful Immortal Arts of Huo Dong and the others in the blink of an eye.
Absurd, to the point of being world-shaking and unheard of; not only had no one seen it, no one had even heard of such a thing.
Insane, to the point where they couldn't believe their own eyes.
"You!"
Huo Dong's expression was one of shock and fear as he stared at Gu Qingfeng, his face filled with utter terror. He had never imagined that his Heaven-Suppressing Demon Mountain, unleashed with his full power, would not only fail to budge his opponent an inch but would be swept away and scattered by a mere wave of his arm. Unwilling to accept it, filled with resentment, and refusing to believe it, he roared and attacked again. At the same time, Tu Gao also bellowed in rage, unleashing his most powerful Immortal Art.
Yet.
It was no use. It was simply no use.
This was true for both Huo Dong and Tu Gao. No matter how frantically they drove their Spiritual Power, no matter how profound their fortunes, no matter how mysterious the Immortal Arts they unleashed, before Gu Qingfeng, they were all as fragile as bubbles, unable to withstand a single blow.
"I'll help you!"
Whoosh!
Wang He, the young master of the Huwei Family and one of the Ten Little Hidden Dragons of the Four Directions Great Domain, joined the fray.
"Me too!"
Immediately after, Murong Xian, the young master of the Murong Family and also one of the Ten Little Hidden Dragons of the Four Directions Great Domain, joined the battle. Following them, over a dozen other Huage Young Masters also entered the fight.
Thus, Huo Dong, Tu Gao, Wang He, and Murong Xian—four Little Hidden Dragons—along with over twenty Huage Young Masters, joined forces to surround and attack Gu Qingfeng.
No use!
Still no use!
Gu Qingfeng simply sat there on his chair. His left hand held the Voidless Cup as he drank wine, while his right hand casually blocked the powerful Immortal Arts coming his way. One attack came, he blocked one. Ten attacks came, he blocked ten. A hundred attacks came, he blocked a hundred.
His expression was natural, devoid of sorrow or joy, neither happiness nor anger—utterly placid, without any emotional color. When he swept his arm to block, it was done with particular ease. No matter how powerful the Immortal Art, it was all swept away and scattered by a single motion of his arm.
Awooo!
A sharp, piercing shriek suddenly rang out. Everyone looked over to see Murong Xian in mid-air, his body wreathed in a bloody mist, his mouth open in a roar revealing sharp fangs. Not only had wings sprouted from his back, but his fingers had also grown razor-sharp. The entire man resembled a giant, blood-red bat.
True Body!
This was a Bloodline True Body.
Regarding the Murong Family's bloodline, there had always been debate within the Four Directions Great Domain. Many said the Murong Family's bloodline was that of an evil blood monster. However, the Murong Family themselves claimed their bloodline descended from the ancient Wu Bat bloodline of the Primordial Era. Whether this was true or false, no one knew. All that was known was that the Murong Family's Bloodline True Body was extremely powerful, growing stronger the more they fought, bloodthirsty, cruel, and exceptionally savage. Since neither the Scarlet-Letter Sect nor the Nine-Hua Alliance had commented on the matter, naturally no one else dared to make an issue of it.
Awooo!
At the same moment.
An ear-splitting tiger's roar resounded. The roar was deep, resonant, and domineering, tearing at eardrums and churning the blood and qi of all who heard it.
Everyone focused their gaze. Wang He had, at some point, transformed into a being that was neither fully human nor fully tiger. He still seemed to be Wang He, yet also resembled an immensely majestic and fierce tiger.
This was also a Bloodline True Body!
And it was the genuine, bona fide Huwei bloodline.
Everyone knew the Huwei Wang Family claimed descent from the White Tiger, inheriting the White Tiger bloodline. Their ancestors, wielding this White Tiger bloodline, had swept across the world in the Ancient Era, earning the title of White Tiger Generals. Although their Wang Family was merely a distant branch of a branch of the Huwei lineage, and their White Tiger bloodline was not pure, their Bloodline True Body was still extraordinary.
In the past, the head of the Huwei Wang Family, Wang He's grandfather, had dominated the Four Directions Great Domain for years relying on his Bloodline True Body, and no one dared to provoke him. It was said the Bloodline True Body Wang He had awakened was even more refined than his grandfather's. One could imagine just how powerful his Bloodline True Body must be.
Such a Huwei roar was truly domineering to the extreme.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Having manifested their Bloodline True Bodies, Murong Xian and Wang He frantically drove the Spiritual Power within their bodies, arriving in an instant from the left and right.
At this moment.
The man in white neither dodged nor evaded. This time, he didn't even bother to block. He allowed Murong Xian and Wang He to seize his shoulders. The two roared, intending to tear Gu Qingfeng's arms off. Yet, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't budge Gu Qingfeng in the slightest.
"I'll help you two!"
Whoosh!
A figure leaped into the air. It was none other than Ma Zhengtian, the young branch master of the Leiyun Branch. Radiant light erupted from his body as surging Spiritual Power erupted explosively. Faintly, it seemed as if a monstrous creature, nine meters in size, coiled and soared around him. The creature resembled both a dragon and an elephant, majestic and domineering, savage and violent. With a single roar that shook heaven and earth, it revealed itself—the Chixiao Dragon-Elephant.
Almost everyone knew that the Chixiao Dragon-Elephant on Ma Zhengtian was not some illusory Dragon-Elephant seed, but the genuine Chixiao Dragon-Elephant he had inherited from his grandfather.
His grandfather was one of the Chixiao veterans who had followed the Chixiao Monarch in the past. Nearing the end of his lifespan, he had sacrificed himself without hesitation to pass the Chixiao Dragon-Elephant on to Ma Zhengtian.
What was the Chixiao Dragon-Elephant? There was no one in this world who didn't know.
When the Chixiao Dragon-Elephant rages, blood drinks on the path of Immortal slaughter.
In the past, the renowned Chixiao Monarch led the Chixiao veterans, each shouldering a Chixiao Dragon-Elephant, filling the skies with Dragon-Elephants as they slaughtered the Immortals and Demons of the Nine Heavens.
The might of the Chixiao Dragon-Elephant was known to all, without exception.
The Chixiao Dragon-Elephant Ma Zhengtian inherited might not allow him to unleash the true power of the Dragon-Elephant, but it was more than enough to let him run rampant without fear. In the past, he had relied on this inherited Chixiao Dragon-Elephant to defeat Tu Gao and intimidate Wang He's Huwei True Body. Many years had passed since then, and no one knew just how terrifying Ma Zhengtian's Chixiao Dragon-Elephant had become.
"Gu Qingfeng, let's see how you withstand my Ma Zhengtian's Chixiao Dragon-Elephant!"