Chaotic Body

The Chaos Physique is the strongest immortal physique in the world, bar none.

Chaos is the origin of all things and also their final destination—it can be said to be the essence of everything. All beings in heaven and earth are born from chaos, and upon their demise, they shall return to it.

The Chaos Physique naturally carries the energy of chaos, capable of manifesting all things in existence or annihilating them entirely. It can nearly disregard all divine attacks and devour the vastness of the world, assimilating every law under the heavens!

Thus, if Gu Qingfeng wishes to have it all, the Chaos Physique is undoubtedly his best choice.

In this way, his Four Saint Physiques would not only cease to be redundant but would even fall short—far from enough. He needs to devour even more physiques!

The reason immortal physiques are so formidable lies in their embodiment of the Great Dao. Typically, one immortal physique embodies only one Great Dao, whereas the Chaos Physique is a fusion of multiple Great Daos.

Only by devouring more physiques and obtaining more Great Daos can one ultimately condense the unparalleled Chaos Physique!

Achieving this is even more difficult than the Hundred Refinements Heavenly Emperor attaining an immortal physique. The resources required—physiques to be devoured—must multiply several times over, truly making it a battle against the entire world.

However, Gu Qingfeng remained unperturbed, for he still had his cheat.

Let us not forget how he obtained all his previous physiques. With the system in hand, acquiring physiques was no challenge—it merely required hunting more demons and monsters of different types.

Thus, he finally made up his mind—to refine the Chaos Physique!

If he was going to refine one, it had to be the strongest!

"Ah, I’ve only just entered a comfortable state, and now the Chaos Physique is about to drain my resources dry. I can only hope the Peerless Mansion provides some assistance," Gu Qingfeng sighed.

He glanced at the Peerless Mansion, already stripped bare by the spectral devourers, and began looting with practiced ease.

An hour later, the Peerless Mansion was emptied—truly emptied, down to the bare land.

Even the mountains, waterfalls, and other scenic landscapes were taken by Gu Qingfeng to adorn his palm-sized world.

Afterward, he returned to the Bone Blood Ship and cast a glance at Duan Wushuang, who lay scantily clad on the bed. Yet, he did not immediately engage in cultivation with her. Instead, he activated the autopilot and set course for Thunderbolt Island to earn more resources.

Once the settings were complete, Gu Qingfeng began studying the Immortal-Demon Body Refinement Art, planning to master it before dealing with Duan Wushuang—using her as a test subject.

After all, Duan Wushuang possessed the Vast Cold Saint Physique. Given that she would soon be reduced to a slave, such a powerful physique would be wasted on her. To avoid squandering it, it was better for him to take it.

Of course, Gu Qingfeng had no intention of stripping her of the Vast Cold Saint Physique entirely, as that would diminish her beauty. Her current jade-like skin carried a faint chill—a sensation not to be underestimated, as it offered a unique experience in certain moments. If he could also capture a saintess with the Blazing Heaven Saint Physique, then the interplay of ice and fire...

Thus, Gu Qingfeng decided to take only half of her saint physique origin. The rest could be replenished with resources.

This way, Duan Wushuang wouldn’t lose her Vast Cold Saint Physique entirely and might even recover fully given enough time.

Lying on the bed, Duan Wushuang glared at Gu Qingfeng with hatred as he cultivated nearby. She believed he was humiliating her.

First, he left her in such a state, only to ignore her and cultivate instead?

What was the meaning of this? Using her to temper his Dao heart?

Poor Duan Wushuang had no idea that in three days, she would lose not only what was most precious to a woman but also half of her saint physique origin.

While Gu Qingfeng was still cultivating, news of the destruction of the Hell’s Gate and the Peerless Mansion finally spread.

The entire Verdant Wood Domain was thrown into upheaval.

How did the news spread? Simple—just because everyone was dead didn’t mean the information was sealed.

Major sects like these never had all their disciples confined to their headquarters. Many were stationed elsewhere or out on training missions.

There were also business dealings with other sects.

Given time, these people would eventually visit Hell’s Gate or the Peerless Mansion, only to discover their sects had been annihilated.

Moreover, the cultivation world was filled with countless mystical arts and divine abilities. Gu Qingfeng had not concealed his presence during the massacre, leaving traces easily uncovered.

The explosive nature of this news ensured it spread far and wide before Gu Qingfeng even reached Thunderbolt Island.

...

Outside the Sword Sect’s protective formation.

Wang Yan, the leader of Hell’s Gate, who had been commanding the assault, suddenly received urgent news from a subordinate.

"Sect Leader! Sect Leader! Disaster has struck!" A disciple holding a communication flying sword rushed over, his face pale with terror.

Seeing his subordinate’s panic in front of so many factions, Wang Yan’s face darkened with fury. "What is this disgraceful behavior?!"

The disciple, too frantic to care about Wang Yan’s anger, stammered, "Sect Leader! A calamity has befallen us! Hell’s Gate... Hell’s Gate..."

The disciple was so distraught he couldn’t even form a coherent sentence.

"Worthless fool!" Wang Yan felt his dignity crumbling before the other factions.

"What happened to Hell’s Gate? Speak, or I’ll refine your soul!"

"Hell’s Gate... is finished!" The disciple collapsed as if the sky had fallen.

"What?! Finished? Nonsense!" Wang Yan grabbed the disciple by the collar and roared, "What do you mean, finished?!"

"Sect Leader... w-we’ve been annihilated! The Sword Sect’s Imperial Son, Gu Qingfeng... he destroyed Hell’s Gate!"

The words struck like thunder. Not only Wang Yan but even the leaders of the other factions froze in shock. Hell’s Gate—annihilated?

Wang Yan’s heart plummeted. Though the idea was absurd, his disciple would never joke about such a thing at a time like this.

He snatched the communication flying sword and probed it with his divine sense.

Instantly, his body trembled. Darkness swam before his eyes, and the mighty Heavenly Monarch nearly collapsed on the spot.

His subordinates rushed to steady him, but Wang Yan shoved them away with a roar. In his rage, he failed to control his strength, reducing one unfortunate soul to a bloody mist.

Yet Wang Yan paid no heed. His heart was consumed by hatred and fury.

"Gu Qingfeng! How dare you?! I swear—even if I must scour the heavens and descend into the underworld, I will kill you! AAAAAAH—!"

A mouthful of blood sprayed from his lips, shocking his followers. But after the earlier incident, none dared approach.

Duan Changsheng quickly stepped forward to support Wang Yan. "Brother Wang, is it true? Did Gu Qingfeng truly commit such an atrocity?"

Wang Yan seemed not to hear, muttering incessantly, "I will kill you... I will kill you..."

Seeing his state, Duan Changsheng believed the news—and inwardly rejoiced.

"This is intriguing. Gu Qingfeng, though I don't know how you managed it, you’ve significantly weakened the Hell’s Gate Sect. This has worked greatly to my advantage. It seems after this battle, I can start dividing up their territory."

Just as Duan Changsheng was silently scheming, suddenly, a pale-faced figure came rushing frantically from the distance—his movements and demeanor eerily similar to those of the Hell’s Gate disciples from before.

Duan Changsheng froze at the sight of the newcomer, for the man was dressed in the robes of the Peerless Manor.

No way...

"Manor Lord! Manor Lord! A disaster has struck! Our Peerless Manor—!"

"What happened to the Peerless Manor?!" Duan Changsheng demanded urgently.

"The Peerless Manor has been annihilated by that demon Gu Qingfeng! Even... even the Holy Maiden was taken as a dual cultivation cauldron!"

Gush! Gush!

Duan Changsheng’s vision instantly darkened. Two mouthfuls of blood surged up his throat, and his reaction was even more extreme than Wang Yan’s—he collapsed straight to the ground.