At that moment,
Gu Qingfeng held the Seven-Color Sand in his palm, then clasped his hands together and began rubbing them back and forth. A continuous, crisp crackling sound echoed.
Everyone stared, dumbfounded.
They all knew that this Great Nature's Seven-Treasure Prismatic Crystal, even reduced to a pile of Seven-Color Sand, remained incredibly hard. Not only that, each grain of Seven-Color Sand was even harder than the entire original crystal.
And now he was going to knead these sands together.
What did that mean?
It meant he had to first crush each individual grain of sand into powder.
And there were at least tens of millions of these grains. In other words, he had to simultaneously crush tens of millions of prismatic crystal grains into fine powder before he could knead them.
The difficulty of this far surpassed that of crushing a single crystal.
What kind of power could possibly achieve this?
No one knew, and no one could even imagine.
People only knew that the so-called Absolute Force was reputed to be indestructible, but just how powerful it truly was, no one was clear.
No one knew how much time passed.
Truly, they didn't know.
At this moment, no one paid attention to the time. Everyone's focus was entirely fixed on the space between Young Lord Chiyan's hands.
"Big Brother, is it ready yet?"
Xiao Jinr looked on expectantly.
"Almost!"
Gu Qingfeng's hands rubbed faster and faster, the crackling sounds intensifying, like strings of firecrackers.
Then, as the speed of his rubbing slowed, the crackling gradually weakened. When his hands finally stopped moving, the sound vanished completely.
"Here."
When Gu Qingfeng opened his hands, everyone saw resting on his palm a Seven-Color Phoenix, exquisitely crafted like a fine jade bracelet.
The image of the phoenix: a unicorn's head before, a deer's body behind, a snake's head and fish's tail, dragon patterns and tortoise shell, swallow's jaw and chicken's beak, its five colors soaring brilliantly.
The phoenix was lifelike, as if it were real.
Its wings spread, like a phoenix dancing amidst flames.
It inspired awe in their hearts.
None of them had ever seen the legendary phoenix, but everyone believed this was a true phoenix, especially as it radiated a seven-colored splendor, breathtakingly beautiful.
"Wow!
So...
pretty!"
Xiao Jinr carefully took the Seven-Color Phoenix kneaded from the prismatic treasure, gently stroking it, her adorable face filled with delight. She asked, "Big Brother, this...
is it really for Jin'er?"
"Of course."
Gazing at the lifelike Seven-Color Phoenix in Xiao Jinr's hand, everyone present was filled with amazement and envy.
But alongside their envy was even more disbelief, even more bewilderment.
They had witnessed with their own eyes Gu Qingfeng crushing a Great Nature's Seven-Treasure Prismatic Crystal into sand as if kneading clay, and then, like a magician, shaping a pile of sand into a vivid Seven-Color Phoenix.
At this moment, no one dared question Gu Qingfeng's identity any longer.
Almost everyone believed this Young Lord Chiyan was the real one.
That's what they thought.
But Ouyang Ye and Han Dong certainly didn't think so. They knew the current Young Lord Chiyan was possessed by Aunt Xue. They just didn't know how Aunt Xue had managed to do all this. It was simply...
simply too miraculous!
Gu Qingfeng drained the wine from his cup, stood up, stretched lazily, and yawned. He glanced at the sky; the sun had already set, and night was falling.
"You've seen what you came to see. You wanted proof from this lord, and this lord has provided it. Believe it or not, this matter ends here. Disperse."
Not believe?
Who would dare not believe now?
No one.
Everyone silently departed.
Only Flying Eagle and the others from the Changhong Branch remained standing in the manor, staring intently at Gu Qingfeng.
Although he had witnessed Gu Qingfeng display the so-called Absolute Force with his own eyes,
Flying Eagle still couldn't believe it.
To be precise, it wasn't disbelief.
But an inability to accept it.
He couldn't accept that someone truly possessed the indestructible Absolute Force, nor could he accept that someone who had been utterly annihilated three years ago could truly return from death.
He felt this way.
Daozun Ziyu of Yaoyue Palace, Bi Lan, Ji Shan, and the other direct disciples found it even harder to believe, even more impossible to accept this fact.
Especially Bi Lan.
She had always disliked Han Dong.
Since childhood.
She couldn't tolerate Han Dong being more beautiful than her, couldn't tolerate Han Dong excelling at everything, and most intolerable of all was Han Dong becoming the Heir Apparent of Yaoyue Palace.
She had originally thought that months ago, the Second Elder would succeed in stripping Han Dong of her heir status.
That way, she could not only humiliate Han Dong to her heart's content but also have hope of becoming the heir herself.
But what she never expected was for Han Dong to find a Dao companion like Young Lord Chiyan.
She refused to believe Young Lord Chiyan was real.
The various pieces of evidence from her investigations had only made her more convinced Young Lord Chiyan was a fake.
Yet.
Today, after witnessing Gu Qingfeng's Absolute Force with her own eyes, she was stunned, dumbfounded.
She didn't believe it, couldn't accept it.
But deep down, she knew that if Han Dong had truly found a Young Lord Chiyan as her Dao companion, then her own hopes of becoming Yaoyue Palace's heir were gone.
No!
Impossible!
It's fake!
It must be fake!
Perhaps unable to bear such a blow, or perhaps unable to accept such a cruel reality, Bi Lan stared at Gu Qingfeng and shouted, "No!
Impossible!
You can't be the real Young Lord Chiyan!
Absolutely impossible!"
"Someone who was utterly annihilated cannot return from death!"
"Fake!
It must be fake! He must have used some sinister trick to deceive us all!"
"Everyone, don't believe him!"
"Let's attack together!
I absolutely refuse to believe he's the real Young Lord Chiyan!"
Bi Lan screamed hoarsely, "Han Dong!
You might fool others, but you'll never fool me!"
Bi Lan summoned her flying sword, pointing it at Gu Qingfeng as she roared furiously, "Don't think I don't know you're an impostor! Speak!
What trick did you use just now to deceive everyone!
If you don't tell me, I'll kill you!"
Gu Qingfeng narrowed his eyes, looking at her, and said indifferently, "Not done yet, are you?"
"You've been bluffing all along, putting on an act! Do you think this young lady can't see through it?"
Like a madwoman, Bi Lan glared at Gu Qingfeng with gritted teeth, shouting, "This young lady absolutely does not believe you are Young Lord Chiyan!
I will expose your true face before everyone!"
Whoosh!
Brilliant light erupted around Bi Lan. Holding her flying sword, she charged straight at him.
As a direct disciple of Yaoyue Palace, her cultivation was naturally impressive. Despite her young age, she had already cultivated her Nascent Soul and possessed a Great Nature Transcendent Colored Spirit. The power of her sword thrust was formidable, arriving in an instant.
Ouyang Ye and Han Dong, knowing Gu Qingfeng was possessed by Aunt Xue, weren't too worried. But seeing Bi Lan's sword tip about to pierce Gu Qingfeng while Aunt Xue still hadn't moved, they grew anxious and were about to intervene.
Gu Qingfeng moved. He lightly raised a hand, using two fingers to pinch Bi Lan's sword tip.
"So young, yet your heart is already so malicious."
Gu Qingfeng twisted his two fingers. With a crack, the flying sword instantly snapped.
"Take this kick, and get lost! Use it to remember your lesson!"
As the words fell, Gu Qingfeng lifted a foot and kicked Bi Lan squarely in the stomach.
With a thud, the kick not only shattered and dispersed all the spiritual power around Bi Lan but also sent her flying sideways. She crashed to the ground, disheveled and covered in filth, bleeding from all seven orifices.