Keep the Music Playing and the Dance Going

Snap!

Gu Qingfeng lightly snapped his fingers.

The invisible pressure that had filled the great hall instantly dissipated into nothingness.

Everyone collapsed to the ground as if granted a great amnesty, gasping greedily for air. Their eyes were filled with shock and terror as they looked up at the imposing figure seated high upon the dragon throne.

Even Emperor Shangguan Qi was no exception. He never imagined that a mere early-stage Earth Immortal could possess such terrifying majesty. The moment he looked directly at Gu Qingfeng, he felt as if he were witnessing the apocalypse, mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and billions of demon gods!

Having regained his ability to move, he did not act rashly. Instead, he quietly sent a voice transmission to Shangguan Qing: "My good daughter, exactly who is this master you two have acknowledged? What is his cultivation level? With such terrifying presence, surely he must be a legendary Golden Immortal, right?"

Shangguan Qing cast a complicated glance at her father. Now he knew to call her "good daughter," unlike earlier when he was calling her a little slut. However, she ultimately had a different personality from Shangguan Wan'er, so she did not voice her thoughts.

"I do not know the Master's level of cultivation or strength, but the coachman who drives his carriage is a Daluo Golden Immortal."

Hearing this, Shangguan Qi's pupils contracted violently.

A Daluo Golden Immortal!? A coachman!?

He found it truly difficult to connect these two terms.

To be able to use a Daluo Golden Immortal as a coachman—could he be a dignitary from the Star Extreme Immortal Dynasty at the source of the Star River!?

And likely not just an ordinary dignitary. After all, a powerhouse like a Daluo Golden Immortal was an extremely terrifying existence even within the Star Extreme Immortal Dynasty.

Thinking of this, Shangguan Qi suddenly stopped panicking. Originally driven to desperation by the Wuji Sect, he suddenly understood the meaning of the saying: "Heaven never seals off all paths!"

Wouldn't serving as a maidservant for such a monumental figure be far better than being a concubine for Li Qianji?

Thus, Shangguan Qi immediately put on a performance of face-changing worthy of the Sichuan Opera.

He hurriedly fell to his knees, speaking to Gu Qingfeng with utmost reverence: "My Lord, this petty emperor failed to recognize a True Immortal and has offended Your Lordship. I beg for Your Lordship's forgiveness."

"Scram," Gu Qingfeng spat out a single word indifferently.

Shangguan Qi immediately piled a fawning smile onto his face: "Yes, my Lord! This lowly one will scram right now, right now!"

Before leaving, he even instructed the Shangguan sisters: "You must serve the Lord well. It is a blessing for the two of you to be by the side of such a monumental figure."

Shangguan Qing could hardly bear to look directly at the sycophantic Shangguan Qi, while Shangguan Wan'er viewed him with utter disdain.

Shangguan Qi was not annoyed in the slightest; he simply chuckled and left with the imperial guards.

Not long after, a group of beautifully appearing palace maids brought up various immortal brews, spirit fruits, and delicacies from the mountains and seas. There were also several dancers, dressed in revealing attire and possessing soft, lithe bodies, performing a dance.

At this moment, Shangguan Qing approached Gu Qingfeng with an embarrassed look to apologize: "Master, my father he..."

"Enough. This Emperor has no interest in listening to that. Come here and blow a tune," Gu Qingfeng said indifferently.

With his strength at such a level, he couldn't even be bothered to listen to such trivial bullshit.

Now that he was powerful, he naturally did whatever he wanted, acting with reckless abandon and rejecting anything that didn't interest him.

He comfortably enjoyed the service of the crowd, basking in the song and dance, and playing the little hide-and-seek games that the Green Demon Emperor used to love most. It was incredibly joyous.

However, after only a few days of enjoyment, a powerful aura of slaughter suddenly enveloped the entire Yuhua Immortal Dynasty.

Countless people within the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty cried out in alarm. A dark, oppressive mass of an army appeared in the sky above—a powerful army composed of countless immortals. At the head was a peerlessly handsome young man wearing black jade robes, though the lewd look in his eyes ruined his overall temperament.

It was none other than the Young Master of the Wuji Sect, Li Qianji!

Standing beside him was a hunchbacked old man with eyes like a falcon and a terrifying aura. He was unmistakably a Golden Immortal powerhouse.

"Shangguan Qi, get the hell out here!" the hunchbacked old man shouted sternly.

His voice was like crashing thunder, echoing throughout the entire Yuhua Immortal Dynasty.

As soon as his voice fell, the terrifying aura on his body erupted like a tsunami or a landslide, enveloping the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty.

In just an instant, some weak mortals with low cultivation died violently on the spot. Those who were slightly stronger nearly fainted. Everyone looked up in horror at the figures in the sky, who resembled soldiers and generals from heaven.

"Shangguan Qi, my Young Master took a fancy to your daughter; that was a blessing for your Yuhua Immortal Dynasty. Yet, you agreed on the surface but reneged in secret. You dare to toy with my Young Master and toy with the Wuji Sect? Therefore, you deserve death! And your Yuhua Immortal Dynasty shall be buried along with you!" the hunchbacked old man declared.

The entire Yuhua Immortal Dynasty instantly fell into chaos.

It was over! It was all over! Everyone was going to die!

Some timid people had already begun to sob in low voices, while others, refusing to give up, attempted to find a chance to flee. The entire dynasty was in a state of disarray.

Li Qianji watched the panicking people with a cold sneer, a thrill of controlling life and death surging in his heart.

In this world where the weak are prey to the strong, the powerful rule everything!

At this moment, Li Qianji took a step forward, looking down upon all living beings like a god: "If you want to blame someone, blame your emperor, Shangguan Qi. This Young Master gave him a chance, but alas, he did not know how to cherish it. Since that is the case..."

"So noisy!"

An impatient cold snort suddenly exploded in everyone's ears. The sound wasn't loud, yet it felt as if it had been snorted right next to everyone's ear drums.

Li Qianji and the others were first startled, then their expressions turned ugly.

"Where is the rat hiding its head and showing its tail? If you have the guts..."

BOOM!

Accompanied by the roar of the Great Dao, the colors of heaven and earth changed instantly. The sun and moon lost their light, and the stars in the sky tottered as if about to fall.

At this moment, it felt as if everyone's mind had been snatched away.

They saw a gigantic demonic claw suddenly rise from the void deep within the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty's imperial palace. That massive demonic claw blotted out the sky and the sun, appearing as if it wanted to grasp the sun, moon, and stars within its hand.

Terrifying demonic energy ravaged the world, like the descent of hell itself. Eerie and mesmerizing demonic sounds rang out in the void.

Everyone felt splitting headaches, their seven emotions in turmoil, and their blood flowing in reverse.

Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, that demonic claw gently swatted down at the Wuji Sect's great army, much like swatting a fly.

BANG!!

In an instant, demonic light splashed, blood shot into the sky, and the sound of bodies being crushed and exploded rang out incessantly.

After a single strike, the demonic claw dissipated, and the whole world went quiet.

Or rather, it was an eerie silence. In such a vast dynasty with a population of billions, one could hear a pin drop!

This was because everyone was staring blankly at the sky, at the place where the Wuji Sect had once stood, forgetting to speak, forgetting to breathe.

Gone. Everything was gone.

The army of tens of thousands, the Wuji Sect Young Master, the Golden Immortal powerhouse—in that short instant, they had all turned into a puddle of bloody mud.

Suddenly, a torrential rain of blood began to fall from the sky, accompanied by a strong, fishy wind!

Between heaven and earth, only the sound of wind and rain remained.

...

Inside the palace, Gu Qingfeng casually retracted his right hand and continued to embrace the girls left and right. Seeing the group of dancers who were standing there dumbstruck like wooden chickens, he couldn't help but frown.

"What are you all staring at? Keep the music playing, keep dancing!"