Devouring the Quasi-Immortal King

In the midst of the fierce battle, Gu Qingfeng was at a complete disadvantage. It couldn't be helped; the severely weakened version of Immortal King Xingji was simply that underwhelming.

His body was constantly blown apart, only to repair itself, then be blown apart again, like an undying specter crawling out of the Nine Nether Hell.

However, as time passed, the three Quasi-Immortal Kings grew increasingly exhausted. The injuries they had sustained earlier worsened with every violent attack they launched.

The scales of victory slowly began to tip in Gu Qingfeng's favor.

"We can't go on like this. Hurry, seal this demon away!" the Scruffy Old Daoist shouted anxiously.

Indeed, as time went on, their address for Gu Qingfeng had shifted from "this brat" to "this demon."

Wrapped in demonic energy, with a ferocious expression and an undying body, calling Gu Qingfeng a human was no longer appropriate.

The three struck simultaneously, shattering Gu Qingfeng's body. Then, they instantly moved to seal his broken form.

The one leading the sealing was the Scruffy Old Daoist, who was highly skilled in sealing formations, while the other two provided power support.

The Scruffy Old Daoist used his immortal sword to carve a perfect circle in the void. Immediately, black and white Qi surged forth, filling the circle to form a Taiji symbol.

"Go!"

The Scruffy Old Daoist shouted sharply, thrusting his long sword forward.

The Taiji wheel instantly flew towards Gu Qingfeng to seal him.

Boom—!

The thousand-foot void centered on Gu Qingfeng collapsed with a crash. The violent, raging black and white Qi transformed into endless chains that wrapped around him.

Seeing Gu Qingfeng sealed, the three finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"We've finally sealed this demon. After this battle, I fear this Seat won't recover without at least ten thousand years of rest," the skeletal Quasi-Immortal King said, gasping for air.

"Jie jie jie..."

Gu Qingfeng suddenly erupted in wild laughter. His eyes, filled with demonic nature, looked down disdainfully at the three as he grinned viciously. "Is this your final resort? If so, then you shall all become nourishment for this Emperor!"

Having said that—bang!

Gu Qingfeng's figure, held by the iron chains, instantly turned into a sky full of rain of light, exploding like fireworks.

The expressions of the three Quasi-Immortal Kings changed drastically.

The next moment, Gu Qingfeng's figure formed behind the three of them. Illuminated by the moonlight, his face was hidden in the shadows; only a pair of eyes emitting demonic light stared greedily at them like a beast in the dead of night.

The three instantly sensed the killing intent behind them and hurriedly dodged.

However, the skeletal Quasi-Immortal King was a step too slow. Gu Qingfeng tore one of his arms right off, causing blood to spray everywhere.

Fortunately, they had widened the distance and did not suffer further damage.

The three looked at Gu Qingfeng in horror and exclaimed in shock, "What kind of monster are you? Why are you not only undying and indestructible but also impossible to seal?"

"Jie jie jie... This Emperor is the Tribulation of the Myriad Races of the Heavens!"

Mere Quasi-Immortal Kings wanting to seal the Source of Calamity was nothing short of wishful thinking.

As he spoke, Gu Qingfeng raised the still-dripping severed arm in his hand and instantly activated his Devouring Power.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the severed arm shriveled up in an instant, finally turning into flying ash that drifted away with the wind.

"No! My hand!!" the skeletal Quasi-Immortal King screamed miserably.

Having his hand cut off wasn't terrifying, as it could be restored. But Gu Qingfeng had directly devoured the arm's origin source. To grow that hand back now would require tens of thousands of years of cultivation to replenish the lost source.

"Is this the taste of a Quasi-Immortal King? Truly disappointing to this Emperor. Or perhaps, I devoured the wrong part? Then for the next strike, let's try the head."

His greedy gaze locked onto the heads of the three Quasi-Immortal Kings. They felt as if they were being targeted by an apex predator, a chill running down their spines.

The three exchanged a glance.

"Run!"

With a loud shout, the three turned and fled, abandoning all pride and dignity of a Quasi-Immortal King.

Are you kidding? Against a monster that is undying, indestructible, and unsealable—if they didn't run, wouldn't they just be waiting to die?

"Oh? Have we arrived at this Emperor's favorite chase segment again? Then you'd better run fast and make sure you don't get caught, otherwise... Jie jie jie..."

Gu Qingfeng transformed into a streak of demonic light and chased after the three, his terrifying and eerie laughter echoing throughout the firmament.

The chase continued, and in the blink of an eye, they left the territory of the Xingji Immortal Dynasty and entered the Star Ruins of the outer realm.

Swoosh!

Gu Qingfeng raised the Tiandu Sword and slashed at the one-armed skeletal Quasi-Immortal King.

The straight black blade rose into the air, and immediately, a tide of blood-red demonic light surged forth.

Boom!!

A vast, waterfall-like pillar of heaven-reaching sword Qi crashed down. Within the sword Qi, a dark demonic domain emerged, with countless demon gods galloping and roaring inside, unleashing earth-shattering power.

"Ahhh!!!"

A scream rang out instantly.

The skeletal Quasi-Immortal King was immediately struck down, his entire body sliced in two, his blood scattering across the starry sky.

A vicious grin appeared on the corner of Gu Qingfeng's mouth. He reached out with his hand, and a powerful suction force surged from his palm, firmly grabbing the two halves of the body.

"Save me! Save me, quick!" the skeletal Quasi-Immortal King screamed.

However, his two companions didn't even turn their heads; instead, they ran even faster.

Gu Qingfeng stared straight at him and grinned savagely. "Didn't you like to laugh? Didn't you say you hadn't laughed enough? Come on, smile for this Emperor again. As long as you can smile like you did just now, this Emperor will spare you."

The skeletal Quasi-Immortal King hurriedly forced a smile that was uglier than crying, filled with servility and fawning.

"Your smile is fucking ugly! Die for this Emperor!"

Gu Qingfeng's expression suddenly turned dark.

He immediately sucked the Quasi-Immortal King dry, turning him into a desiccated corpse.

He gently released his grip, and the corpse fell, turning into flying ash in mid-air and dissipating into the starry sky.

"Xingji, this Emperor has already killed one of your enemies. Two remain. Rest easy down there; they will be going down to accompany you very soon," Gu Qingfeng muttered to himself. After speaking, he leisurely set off to chase the remaining two.

He wasn't in a hurry, for he had already planted seeds of Calamity Power on the two of them.

The next moment, his body slowly dissipated like sand blown by the wind.

When he reappeared, he was already behind the two of them.

The two sensed him instantly and immediately fled in opposite directions.

Gu Qingfeng smiled faintly. If they had stayed together, it might have taken some effort, but now that they had separated, it was much simpler.

He locked onto a target first: the Scruffy Old Daoist.

Seeing Gu Qingfeng chasing after him, the Scruffy Old Daoist cried out his bad luck. He hurriedly pulled out a jade talisman, pinched a hand seal, and a fluctuation of the void immediately rippled out as he vanished completely.

Gu Qingfeng smiled coldly. Locked on by the Power of Calamity, such petty tricks were no different from a bright lamp in the dark night.

He took out the Seven-Feather Fan and fanned viciously at a spot in the void. Seven-colored demonic light flashed, instantly annihilating that patch of void, and the wretched figure of the Scruffy Old Daoist tumbled out.

Seeing that there was no road to the heavens and no door into the earth, the Scruffy Old Daoist was utterly cornered. His eyes reddened with frenzy as he resolved to make a desperate, life-or-death struggle.

He drove his sword across the vast sky, striking out with his full power.

Boom!

The immortal sword in his hand swept through the void, whipping up a pillar of sword light that pierced the heavens.

A mysterious and magnificent Pool of Reincarnation emerged from within the sword energy. The Sword Qi, gloomy and dark as ink, transformed into a miraculous rotational force that churned violently within the pool.

A terrifying sensation that made the soul tremble surfaced, as if one were about to be dragged down into a boundless abyss.

"Sword Turning Reincarnation!"

The Scruffy Old Daoist roared explosively.