Hearing these words, Gu Qingfeng’s pupils abruptly constricted.
Master!?
Young Master Yin actually has a master? What kind of existence could that be?
No wonder—though Young Master Yin’s strength was formidable, it was far from reaching the level of eradicating all gods in the world. So, there was someone behind him.
His master was likely an existence beyond the Divine Realm.
This was bad.
Ever since becoming the Equal King, Gu Qingfeng had thought it wouldn’t be long before he became invincible in the world. Yet now, he realized he was just a small fry.
Damn it!
His journey to invincibility had died before it even began.
“Alright, surrender quietly. Though your sneak attack earlier was decent, I forgot to mention—you’ve already been locked onto by my divine sense. No matter how much you feint or misdirect, you won’t land another sneak attack on me.” Young Master Yin smiled, exuding an air of absolute control.
Gu Qingfeng’s response was a punch.
Boom!
A coiling dragon roared forth from his body!
Young Master Yin’s eyes turned cold. “Truly reckless. Fine, I’ll put you down first.”
Swish!
He flicked his folding fan.
Countless invisible gales gathered and compressed before him, forming a terrifying sphere of swirling white energy.
“Eye of the Storm—go!”
The sphere shot forward with blinding speed, colliding with the hundred-zhang-long dragon in an instant.
The difference in size was immense.
Yet, upon impact, the dragon shattered inch by inch.
In the blink of an eye, the dragon dissipated, while the sphere remained unscathed, hurtling toward Gu Qingfeng.
Gu Qingfeng tried to dodge, but the sphere was too fast—there was no escape.
He had no choice but to brace himself.
BOOM!
A deafening explosion shook heaven and earth.
Gu Qingfeng’s figure was instantly swallowed by the terrifying gale.
Honestly, at this moment, Gu Qingfeng was already preparing to activate his Blood Rebirth technique. He could sense the power of this storm sphere.
Though it wouldn’t kill him, it would likely render him incapacitated.
To avoid capture, he had the Blood Rebirth ready to go.
But just as he was about to activate it, he froze.
Amidst the raging storm, countless razor-sharp wind blades slashed at his body, producing metallic clanging sounds.
“Why… does it not hurt?” Gu Qingfeng muttered in disbelief.
He could clearly sense the terrifying energy within each wind blade—his Black Dragon Indestructible Body should never have been able to withstand it.
Yet, the reality was that he remained unharmed. Not a scratch. It didn’t even hurt. In fact, it felt… oddly pleasant, as if countless gentle hands were giving him a full-body massage.
Could it be…?
Gu Qingfeng suddenly realized something.
Ding!
The system notification chimed.
Even an idiot would understand now. Gu Qingfeng was instantly ecstatic.
“Host attacked by the Howling Moon Silver Wolf.”
Defense +100,000 +100,000 +100,000…
Cultivation +100,000 +100,000 +100,000…
Wind Affinity +100,000 +100,000 +100,000…
Ding!
Defense has reached its limit. Congratulations, host! Black Dragon Indestructible Body has evolved (Advanced → Supreme). Derived talent acquired: Thunder Dominion!
Ding!
Cultivation has reached its limit. Congratulations, host! Cultivation breakthrough—Qi Refinement Second Layer! Third Layer! Fourth Layer! Fifth Layer!
Ding!
Wind Affinity has reached its limit. Congratulations, host! Acquired Wind God Physique!
BOOM!
An overwhelming aura erupted from Gu Qingfeng, surging like a rocket ascending into the heavens.
At the same time, his bones and muscles crackled like thunder, lightning flickering around him as if the God of Thunder had descended.
Gales coiled around his body, submitting to his will, as though he were the Wind God incarnate.
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Outside the storm.
Young Master Yin observed the raging tempest with mild interest, estimating that enough time had passed. He raised a hand, preparing to disperse the storm—lest he accidentally kill Gu Qingfeng.
But the moment he lifted his hand—
A tyrannical aura suddenly exploded from within the storm!
Following the surge of power, thunder roared and gales howled as if divine retribution had descended upon the world.
Young Master Yin’s expression darkened. What was happening?
“Keh keh keh…”
A maniacal laugh echoed from the storm.
The tempest instantly dissipated, revealing Gu Qingfeng’s figure.
Young Master Yin’s eyes flashed with shock as he stared at the completely unharmed Gu Qingfeng.
What!?
This ant was unscathed?
And why did he seem like a completely different person?
Young Master Yin’s gaze grew heavier. Gu Qingfeng’s current state was bizarre—not only had his aura skyrocketed, but his entire demeanor had transformed.
He now exuded the presence of a deity… or a demon.
Gu Qingfeng threw his head back and laughed wildly. His once-delicate face was now covered in fine dragon scales, radiating ferocity. His eyes brimmed with arrogance, lightning crackling around him as gales whipped his robes violently. He looked like a demon god descending upon the mortal realm.
For a moment, Young Master Yin even wondered if Gu Qingfeng was a demon himself—as if this was his true form, finally revealed.
Suddenly—
Gu Qingfeng’s laughter ceased. He turned his gaze toward Young Master Yin, eyes sharp enough to pierce souls.
Young Master Yin frowned, all traces of mockery vanishing from his face.
In Gu Qingfeng’s eyes, he saw:
The disdain of a god looking down on mortals.
The delight of a hunter spotting prey.
And the unrestrained madness of a demon.
Gu Qingfeng grinned savagely and spoke, word by word:
“So… you’re the one they call Young Master Yin?”
Young Master Yin’s anger flared. “Lowly ant, no matter where you got this power—”
“Shut the hell up!” Gu Qingfeng sneered, cutting him off. “You mangy mutt, you had me fooled! A damn wolf demon, calling yourself a ‘Sacred Clan’? Sacred my ass! Look at you—prancing around like some delicate maiden. Your parents must’ve been thrilled to get both a son and a daughter in one!”
“You dare—!” Young Master Yin’s fury erupted.
“Dare what?! Who the hell gave you the right to bark in front of me?!”
“DIE!”
Young Master Yin’s rage burned through his reason. Born into nobility, he had never suffered such humiliation. At this moment, he forgot all about capturing Gu Qingfeng’s master—his only thought was to kill him.
“Nine Heavens Gale!”
With a furious roar, the skies churned as a monstrous thousand-zhang tornado formed, hurtling toward Gu Qingfeng.
BOOM!
The tornado swallowed Gu Qingfeng whole.
Young Master Yin watched, a vicious satisfaction flashing in his eyes as he imagined Gu Qingfeng being torn to shreds.
But then—
A sinister chuckle echoed from within the tornado.
“Keh keh keh… Is that all you’ve got?”
Young Master Yin’s face twisted in disbelief.
“Impossible!”
This strike was unlike the Eye of the Storm—it was clear he had now unleashed his full power. Against such an attack, even a divine realm expert would stand no chance of survival!
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
