"By all means, give it a try." Gu Qingfeng smiled faintly at the crowd before stepping forward to face the Seven-Colored Profound Bird.
His composed demeanor further convinced the onlookers.
"Please refrain from using any of your powers, Fellow Daoist Gu," the Dark Emperor said calmly.
"Understood," Gu Qingfeng nodded.
The other Divine Realm experts watched intently, their focus unwavering.
Under the scrutiny of so many Divine Realm powerhouses, there was no way Gu Qingfeng could secretly mobilize his own strength to resist the bird's attack.
"My apologies," the Dark Emperor said before commanding the Seven-Colored Profound Bird to strike.
Without hesitation, the massive bird raised its beak, a glint of seven-colored light flashing as it slashed toward Gu Qingfeng’s palm.
Clang!
A metallic clang rang out.
Followed by a pained shriek—not from Gu Qingfeng, but from the Seven-Colored Profound Bird.
The bird recoiled in agony, its beak slightly bent, as it fled behind the Dark Emperor, trembling as if deeply wronged.
Yet no one paid attention to the bird’s distress.
All eyes were fixed on Gu Qingfeng, who stood completely unharmed.
"Not… not even a scratch!"
"This… this is impossible!"
"To think such a physique truly exists—utterly inconceivable!"
"Without using any power, he withstood an attack from a peak Dragon Transformation-level demonic beast unscathed. The Devouring Immortal Physique is beyond formidable!"
The Dark Emperor’s eyes shimmered with fascination as she studied Gu Qingfeng’s hand.
Gu Qingfeng, however, felt little excitement despite the gasps of astonishment.
The system’s notification hadn’t sounded—meaning attacks from peak Dragon Transformation-level demons no longer posed the slightest threat to him.
Ah, being too powerful is its own burden.
But just then, a discordant voice cut through the murmurs.
"Hmph! So what if he wasn’t injured by a peak Dragon Transformation-level demon? Let’s not forget—Gu Qingfeng possesses the Indestructible Demon Dragon Physique. Anything bearing the name ‘Indestructible’ must excel in defense. In my opinion, his lack of injury is solely due to that physique.
This so-called ‘Devouring Immortal Physique’ is nothing but a fabrication!"
Wei Guyun’s cold words carried some logic, and a few Divine Realm experts silently agreed.
"Gu Qingfeng, do you really think such a cheap trick can fool us? We are all Divine Realm experts—do you take us for fools?" Wei Guyun sneered.
Gu Qingfeng wasn’t angered. He only smiled, amused that a Divine Realm expert could be so eager to meet his end.
"Wei Guyun, forget the Devouring Immortal Physique for a moment. Answer me this: Can your pathetic Innate Sword Physique compare to the Fire God Physique, the Wind God Physique, or even the Indestructible Demon Dragon Physique?"
Wei Guyun’s face darkened instantly.
"You know the answer—you can’t match a single one of them. And yet, I possess three of these supreme physiques. You’re not even fit to lick my boots.
As the Dark Emperor herself stated, she seeks a man of unparalleled talent, intellect, and physique. Look within yourself—what do you have to offer against me?
Pathetic. Instead of questioning the Devouring Immortal Physique, you should realize this contest was mine from the start. Why would I need to deceive a loser like you?
The Dark Emperor cares deeply for humanity. She seeks to bear the strongest offspring, a beacon of hope for our race. As one blessed by heaven with four supreme physiques, how could I not offer myself to this noble cause?
And yet, here you are—a lecherous fool, standing in the way.
Tell me, Wei Guyun—where does humanity stand in your heart?
Is lust so important that you’d forsake our entire race?"
These merciless words struck like a blade—silencing and shattering Wei Guyun in equal measure.
His face twisted in rage, his chest heaving, yet he found no retort.
At this point, none of the Divine Realm experts cared about the Devouring Immortal Physique’s authenticity. Gu Qingfeng’s argument was irrefutable—with or without it, he stood unmatched.
Among them, who could rival his physiques?
With three supreme physiques, he dominated the field. Fabricating a fourth would be pointless.
"You—you—you’re spouting nonsense!" Wei Guyun finally exploded, face purple with fury. "I am not a lecher! My feelings for the Dark Emperor are pure admiration and respect!
You’re the one lusting after her!"
Gu Qingfeng scoffed. "Unlike you, I’m face-blind—I can’t even tell if someone’s attractive. Besides, this is only my second meeting with the Dark Emperor.
We share no emotional bond. Everything I do is for humanity’s sake. How can we speak of love when our race stands on the brink?
Wei Guyun, for a Divine Realm expert, you lack even a shred of honor. You obstruct this noble cause solely to satisfy your vile, twisted desires.
Tch. I’m ashamed to share the same realm as you."
His righteous tirade left the other Divine Realm experts shifting uncomfortably. They were men—they knew exactly what lurked in each other’s hearts. But none had expected someone with this level of audacity.
Jue Mingzi, no stranger to shamelessness, marveled inwardly. I thought I was unmatched in thick-skinned bravado, but Gu Qingfeng… he’s on another level.
Only the Dark Emperor, a woman who had devoted her life to humanity, believed every word.
Born with power rivaling multiple peak Divine Realm experts, she had always stood at the pinnacle. Men approached her with reverence—for her strength, her unwavering dedication.
She had no grasp of how profoundly her beauty affected them.
So when Gu Qingfeng spoke, she saw only sincerity.
In her heart, she too struggled with the idea of marrying without love. But for humanity’s future, she would endure.
Hearing Gu Qingfeng echo her thoughts, she felt a flicker of kinship. Though strangers, they were kindred spirits—both sacrificing for a greater cause.
For the first time, a faint warmth bloomed in her chest.
"Gu Qingfeng! Enough of your silver tongue! Multiple physiques mean nothing—there are no invincible physiques, only invincible warriors! Face me in battle if you dare!"
Wei Guyun, now desperate, could only resort to brute force.
If he couldn’t win in physique, he’d rely on his fists.
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