"Welcome death?" The Netherworld Old Monster laughed in extreme fury. "You ignorant brat dare to spout such nonsense? I don’t even need my Soul-Snatching Banner to kill you—a single finger is enough!"
"Netherworld Sky-Piercing Finger!"
With a single thrust of his finger, space trembled violently as a terrifying black hole formed before him. A torrent of netherworld energy erupted from it!
Gu Qingfeng watched the terrifying wave rushing toward him, a flash of anger in his eyes. How dare this old fool not use the Soul-Snatching Banner?
He was deliberately provoking him!
"Uncle Gu, dodge now!" Nangong Xue and Sword Maniac, both severely wounded and collapsed on the ground, shouted in desperation.
They too believed Gu Qingfeng possessed a protective treasure. But the stronger the treasure, the more energy it required to activate.
Given Gu Qingfeng’s Earth Yuan Realm cultivation, blocking a single strike from a Heavenly Monarch was already shocking. Even with his Four Saint Bodies, that one attack must have drained all his divine power.
Yet Gu Qingfeng ignored them, allowing the Netherworld Sky-Piercing Finger to strike him directly.
BOOM!
A deafening explosion followed as netherworld energy raged. The familiar scene repeated itself.
Gu Qingfeng remained unharmed, casually scratching his chest as if swatting a fly.
The crowd was stunned. After defending multiple times, he could still withstand a full-powered strike from a Five Tribulation Heavenly Being!
Only Chu Jingchen seemed to realize something, his face darkening with envy.
"Damn it! That treasure of his must activate automatically—it might even be a Supreme Saint Weapon! How unfair! If I had such a treasure, with my Heavenly Three cultivation, I could turn the tide myself!"
The Netherworld Old Monster’s gaze grew even greedier, clearly sharing Chu Jingchen’s thoughts. "Let’s see how many more times you can block!"
"Netherworld Sky-Piercing Finger!"
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
The old monster thrust his fingers repeatedly, creating multiple black holes. Netherworld energy surged like cannon fire, blasting toward Gu Qingfeng.
Gu Qingfeng grew impatient. He had been waiting for the old fool to use the Soul-Snatching Banner, but this arrogant bastard refused.
So he had no choice but to act.
With a casual wave of his hand, he swatted away the incoming attacks like flies.
Staring at the stunned Netherworld Old Monster, he let out a sinister chuckle. "Hehehe... A mere ant dares challenge this venerable one?"
"Primordial Sacred Body!"
"Prison-Dragon Elephant Body!"
"Indestructible Sword Body!"
His chilling voice echoed across the heavens. The moment he finished speaking, an unimaginable scene unfolded.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Three earth-shaking explosions rocked the void.
A radiant sacred light erupted from his body, blazing like the sun, bathing the land in divine brilliance!
Next, a demonic dragon and a divine elephant—each towering thousands of feet—emerged from his form, their colossal figures dominating the sky like ancient demon gods!
Finally, a gray-white sword aura, brimming with annihilation, materialized, making Gu Qingfeng resemble an unsheathed immortal sword!
Under the enhancement of his three Saint Bodies, Gu Qingfeng’s aura reached a terrifying level. With a sinister grin, he strode toward the Netherworld Old Monster, each step shaking the heavens and distorting space.
"This... this power! Impossible!" The Netherworld Old Monster screamed in disbelief, but his hands moved swiftly, summoning the Soul-Snatching Banner to counter.
But Gu Qingfeng wouldn’t give him the chance.
Since the old fool had wasted his opportunity, the banner might as well be his!
After all, the vengeful spirits inside counted as demonic entities—it didn’t matter who controlled them. So why not take it for himself?
Why endure someone else’s attacks?
"Golden Light Dash!"
WHOOSH!
In an instant, Gu Qingfeng transformed into light itself, appearing right before the Netherworld Old Monster.
His speed was so terrifying that the old monster couldn’t react. By the time he realized it, a monstrous face was inches from his own.
Face to face, even the ruthless Netherworld Old Monster paled in fear. Instinctively, he lashed out with a palm strike.
"Hehehe..." A spine-chilling laugh slithered into his ears.
Then—
"Imperial Supreme World-Shattering Fist!"
"Annoying trash, DIE!"
Gu Qingfeng’s fist erupted with a billion rays of golden light, so dazzling they outshone the sun itself!
"ARGH—!"
The Netherworld Old Monster let out his final roar, eyes bulging in terror. Unable to activate the banner in time, he poured all his divine power into a desperate defense.
But it was futile.
BOOM!
Under Gu Qingfeng’s devastating punch, all things paled in comparison.
The old monster’s protective energy shattered layer by layer.
"NO!!!"
The overwhelming force of flesh and energy consumed him, erasing his existence.
His body dissolved into a shadow within the light, twisting and distorting until it vanished entirely.
One punch later, silence reigned. The Netherworld Old Monster was no more.
The battlefield fell deathly quiet. Whether from the Sword Sect or the Netherworld Sect, everyone was struck dumb.
An Earth Yuan cultivator slaying a Heavenly Five expert—such a thing defied reason, a ghost story come to life before their eyes.
Even fools like Chu Jingchen now understood: the weakest-seeming junior uncle was, in truth, the most terrifying of them all.
There had never been any protective treasure—just an invincible body.
And his earlier claim—that he alone was enough—hadn’t been arrogance, but simple truth.
Was this the power of an Imperial Son?
Was this the monster who had once slain a young Heavenly Emperor in seconds?
At that moment, Chu Jingchen heard something shatter within him.
His invincible heart.
Shattered!
It hadn’t broken when he knelt to Gu Qingfeng in apology.
It hadn’t broken under the life-or-death pressure of the Netherworld Old Monster.
But witnessing that single punch—his invincible heart crumbled completely. Not a shred of defiance remained.
How could anyone compete with such a monster in this era?
"Elder Netherworld... is dead?!"
"That Sword Sect’s Imperial Son is a monster!"
"Activate the mountain-protecting array NOW!"
Panic engulfed the Netherworld Sect disciples. Death’s shadow loomed over them as they scrambled toward the formation’s core, desperate to activate their defenses against the horror outside.
But Gu Qingfeng wouldn’t give them the chance.
"Now you’re scared? Too late!"
"Today, this venerable one will crush your worthless bodies, refine your souls into the Soul-Snatching Banner, and sever your cycle of reincarnation! You’ll serve me for eternity!"
"Hehehe..."
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