Not Even as Good as a Dog

Boom—!

Above the Seven Stars Immortal City, terrifying energy raged, stirring up towering waves of immortal radiance. In an instant, every cultivator in the city felt an overwhelming pressure bearing down upon them.

"What terrifying power! Is this the strength of Yuwen Xiong, the Young Master of the Chongming Clan?"

"As expected of an heir to an Immortal King. Just a casual flick of his finger holds such might. If he were to go all out, no one in the Golden Immortal realm could stand against him."

"That mortal should feel honored to die under such an attack."

Gu Qingfeng frowned slightly as he watched the terrifying beam of immortal light hurtling toward him.

What’s this? Looking down on this Emperor? How dare they treat this so carelessly.

He raised his hand, fingers spread wide.

Bang!!

The devastating immortal light struck his palm—and stopped dead in its tracks. With a slight squeeze of his hand—boom!—the light shattered into a rain of glowing fragments.

"What?! That mortal actually blocked Yuwen Xiong’s casual strike!"

"How is this possible? Could he be hiding his true cultivation?"

The cultivators below gasped in shock. The sight before them defied belief—since when could mortals be this strong? It was like watching an ant lift an elephant.

Yuwen Xiong’s brow furrowed. "Not a mortal? It seems you possess some unique technique to conceal your cultivation."

"Keh keh keh... Brat, if this is all you’ve got, you’d better hand over that little lady and kneel before this Emperor, kowtowing three times. Do that, and I might spare your life," Gu Qingfeng taunted with a wild laugh. When it came to provocation, he was a professional.

His brazen voice rolled across the battlefield like thunder, leaving the entire Seven Stars Immortal City in stunned silence.

Did he truly understand what he was saying?

That was Yuwen Xiong, the heir of the Chongming Immortal King!

To publicly humiliate an Immortal King’s successor like this—it was tantamount to declaring an all-out war against the entire Chongming Clan!

Throughout the Sixth Star Ruins, even among rival Immortal King factions, no one would dare speak so recklessly. This was a direct slap to the face.

If Yuwen Xiong didn’t retaliate today, the Chongming Clan’s dignity would be utterly trampled.

Inside the imperial palace, the Seven Stars Monarch Gu Ruochen and his royal children stood frozen in disbelief.

They had assumed Gu Qingfeng was an ally, someone who had stepped in out of disdain for Yuwen Xiong’s arrogance.

But who could’ve guessed—this guy was even more outrageous than Yuwen Xiong himself!

Where did this madman come from?

Only Gu Ling’er’s eyes sparkled as she stared unblinkingly at Gu Qingfeng’s defiant figure.

Having been bound by rules and decorum since childhood, this was the first time she had seen someone so audacious, so unrestrained—even in the face of an Immortal King’s heir.

She had always yearned for such freedom, such untamed boldness.

......

Yuwen Xiong laughed in fury, his rage igniting like a wildfire. "No matter who you are, no matter who stands behind you—today, you die!"

His fury had reached its peak. Never in his life had anyone dared speak to him like this—usually, he was the one dishing out such words.

Killing intent surged within him. Even if Gu Qingfeng was sent by another Immortal King’s heir, he would still kill him!

Truthfully, he was overthinking it. Gu Qingfeng had come purely to pick a fight—nothing more.

With one arm still holding the woman, Yuwen Xiong raised his other hand toward the sky.

Boom—!

A series of deafening roars erupted above. The once-clear sky darkened instantly, plunging into an abyss-like night.

The heavens were blotted out.

Terrifying energy fluctuations churned violently, converging into a massive, oppressive force that spread across the battlefield.

Even seasoned Golden Immortals paled in horror.

"Is... is this truly the power of a Golden Immortal?"

"The heirs of Immortal Kings are truly monstrous!"

Countless sinister runes materialized in the sky, swirling within the depths of the clouds before coalescing into a vast, black pool of lightning.

"Die!" Yuwen Xiong roared, his figure towering like a god of thunder as he swung his arm down.

Boom—!

Black lightning surged forth like a furious tidal wave, crashing toward Gu Qingfeng with the wrath of the heavens.

The sheer destructive force sent shivers down the spines of countless immortals in the city.

Gu Qingfeng, however, merely grinned in satisfaction as he watched the incoming storm.

This was why he loved these arrogant young masters of demonic and immortal bloodlines. Not only were they strong, but they were also easily provoked—one insult, and they’d lose their minds. Five-star rating, no complaints!

In the blink of an eye, the black lightning struck.

Just as everyone expected Gu Qingfeng to be obliterated, his next move left them stunned.

Instead of defending, he spread his arms wide—welcoming the lightning with open embrace.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Each strike resounded like thunder, yet Gu Qingfeng stood unshaken, as immovable as a divine idol, bathing in the tempest.

"Keh keh keh... What a pitiful display of power. Is this the heir of the Chongming Immortal King? Even a dog could do better."

Gu Qingfeng’s laughter was wild, his gaze disdainful, his black hair whipping wildly in the storm. Against the backdrop of the raging black lightning, his arrogance knew no bounds.

"You bastard! I’ll kill you!"

Yuwen Xiong shoved the woman in his arms aside, ignoring her startled cry as she tumbled to the ground. His fury had reached its absolute limit.

Transforming into a streak of radiant immortal light, he charged straight at Gu Qingfeng. All pretense of dignity was discarded—he only wanted Gu Qingfeng dead!

His hands clasped together, summoning endless black lightning that gathered before him, forming a colossal cauldron wreathed in dark radiance.

"Immortal King’s Cauldron Grasp!"

Boom!

The moment the cauldron appeared, the skies above Seven Stars Immortal City were engulfed in an aura of slaughter.

Every person in the city stiffened, their hair standing on end as an inexplicable dread gripped their hearts.

Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, Yuwen Xiong, wrath incarnate, hurled the thunderous cauldron at Gu Qingfeng with the force of an Immortal King’s fury.

The cauldron expanded with the wind, swelling to a staggering 100,000 zhang in size—enough to blot out the sky.

To those below, it seemed as though the heavens themselves were collapsing.

Before the cauldron even landed, its oppressive aura spread like a cataclysm, shaking the entire city.

Weaker immortals paled, channeling their energy to resist. Even though the attack wasn’t aimed at them, they couldn’t withstand even the slightest ripple of its power.

One could only imagine the pressure Gu Qingfeng faced at the epicenter.

Yet, for him, there was no pressure—only excitement. Another chance to boost his strength!

Yuwen Xiong was no ordinary Golden Immortal. He had reached the pinnacle of the realm, standing among the strongest in existence. Only the heirs of other Immortal King factions could rival him.