Even Holding Up a Myriad-Star Abyss...

"He... he caught it?!" Immortal Empress Xihe cried out involuntarily, her rosy lips parting slightly and her beautiful eyes widening in disbelief.

"How is this possible?!" an elder shrieked, his voice cracking, looking as if he had descended into madness.

The others were struck dumb, standing there as if their very souls had left their bodies.

"Is this the extent of your power?" Gu Qingfeng's voice, tinged with slight disappointment, echoed across the field.

Immortal Empress Xihe snapped back to reality. "Do not be deceived by appearances! So what if he caught the Star Abyss? Its ultimate gravity must be crushing him, rendering him immobile. Now is the perfect opportunity to slay this demon! Attack!"

The remaining seven elders jolted awake as well. Suppressing the shock in their hearts, they charged toward Gu Qingfeng alongside Immortal Empress Xihe.

They unleashed their most powerful divine abilities and immortal arts, attempting to suppress Gu Qingfeng in a single stroke.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A cacophony of divine abilities roared, weaving together into a vast ocean of power as immortal light blanketed the world.

The terrifying torrent of power was like the Milky Way cascading down from the Nine Heavens, blotting out the sun and sky; it was like divine fire refining the firmament, threatening to incinerate the Eight Desolations.

Terrifying energies raged and crisscrossed, churning the world into chaos. The heavens and earth collapsed and crumbled, as if the apocalypse had arrived.

Facing their combined assault, a savage grin flashed across Gu Qingfeng's lips. He extended his remaining left hand and gently pressed it against the terrifying torrent of power.

Bang!

All the attacks vanished instantly without a trace, as if they had slammed into a black hole.

No one could fathom the emotions of Immortal Empress Xihe and the others at that moment. Their charge halted instantly, and they stood frozen in place like soulless husks, murmuring "impossible" over and over.

At that moment, Gu Qingfeng's maniacal laughter resounded through the air.

"Jie jie jie... Even with one hand supporting the towering Star Abyss, This Emperor remains invincible in this world!!"

Beneath the Star Abyss, a figure resembling both a god and a demon held up the heavens with a single hand. Enveloped by a massive shadow, only a pair of eyes emitting terrifying demonic light pierced the darkness, seizing the souls of all who looked. His black hair danced wildly in the air, his black robes snapped in the wind, and his terrifying laughter echoed endlessly.

This scene seemed to freeze into eternity. That magnificent figure, dominating heaven and earth, was indelibly branded into the heart of every member of the Chongming Clan.

Thud!

An elder fell to his knees, his expression twisted in despair. He trembled violently, as if mad. "Is... is such an existence really something a living being can defeat?"

His madness seemed to infect the others.

Another elder screamed frantically, "Run! Run or we'll all die!"

"Jie jie jie... You want to run?"

Gu Qingfeng suddenly waved his hand. The incredibly heavy Star Abyss was tossed high into the air, suspended above the Nine Heavens.

In the next second—Boom!

The Star Abyss, spanning hundreds of millions of miles, shattered with a deafening crash, turning into powder that filled the sky. Simultaneously, an invisible wave of gravity radiated outward, forming a pale black barrier that enveloped the entire Chongming Immortal Clan, sealing off their escape.

The pale black barrier appeared as thin as paper and as fragile as an eggshell, yet the Quasi-Immortal Kings fleeing for their lives could not shake it in the slightest, even after unleashing their full power.

Gu Qingfeng looked at the pale black barrier with satisfaction, greatly pleased with his new ability.

The strike from the Star Abyss, empowered by the crowd just moments ago, had allowed him to successfully acquire the physique representing the ultimate weight: the Myriad Turbidity Hell-Suppressing Physique!

When Chaos first opened, clear Qi rose to become the sky, and turbid Qi descended to become the earth. This is the principle of "Heaven is clear, Earth is turbid."

The earth represents turbidity, and the most fundamental manifestation of turbidity is gravity.

The Star Abyss was the essence of myriad turbidity born from turbid Qi—the extreme of turbidity, the pinnacle of weight!

The Myriad Turbidity Hell-Suppressing Physique was the embodiment of this extreme turbidity.

The gravity barrier that had just formed was merely a basic ability of the Myriad Turbidity Hell-Suppressing Physique.

"Become nourishment for This Emperor! Jie jie jie..."

Gu Qingfeng laughed maniacally. From the Gates of the Underworld behind him, endless hideous ghost hands surged forth, blotting out the sky and covering the earth as they filled the void, grabbing at the fleeing Chongming clansmen.

One by one, the Chongming clansmen were tossed into the Gates of the Underworld, converted into nourishment for Gu Qingfeng. The smile on his face grew increasingly savage, and the demonic light in his eyes shone so brightly it almost eclipsed the sun.

The sensation of power swelling throughout his body brought him indescribable pleasure; he was completely lost in the ecstasy of strength.

Orthodox cultivators considered becoming addicted to power and enslaved by it to be the greatest taboo—a sign of falling into the Demonic Path.

But Gu Qingfeng cared nothing for such notions. He couldn't understand why the result of possessing power should be restraint. If that were the case, why seek power in the first place?

If you possess power but still need to restrain yourself and cannot be your true self, it simply means your power is insufficient. It means there are still rules and constraints in this world that can bind you. When you possess enough power, you will discover that being a "slave to power" is nothing but bullshit!

You represent power itself! Everyone else is your slave!

"Demon, stop this at once!" Immortal Empress Xihe screamed in utter grief. She did not flee; she did not abandon her clansmen.

Immortal Empress Xihe raised her longsword and stabbed at Gu Qingfeng, strike after strike.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Sparks flew, and cracks appeared on her immortal sword.

Possessing the Myriad Turbidity Hell-Suppressing Physique, Gu Qingfeng's body had long since reached an unimaginable level of toughness.

Crack!

The sword snapped.

Yet Immortal Empress Xihe continued to stab with the broken blade, strike after strike. Tears blurred her vision, rolling down her devastatingly beautiful face one by one. She was like a puppet bereft of its soul, knowing only how to swing her sword.

Even if the enemy was invincible, even if the gap between them was insurmountable, and even if her strength was nearly exhausted, she continued to swing her sword.

She mechanically repeated the murmur, "Stop! Stop it!"

Finally...

Another crack echoed.

The remaining piece of the broken sword shattered like a mirror, falling to the ground in fragments.

Immortal Empress Xihe stared blankly at the sword hilt in her hand, then looked up at the unscathed Gu Qingfeng.

Gu Qingfeng offered a polite smile in return.

Thud!

As if all her strength had been drained away, Immortal Empress Xihe collapsed at Gu Qingfeng's feet, weeping helplessly.

However, no slaughter in this world ceases because of tears.

The killing continued.

Countless hideous ghost hands continued to drag people into the gates. Screams, curses, and wails filled the air. The once prosperous Chongming Immortal Clan now resembled a living hell.

Perhaps it was a specific scream that jolted the broken Immortal Empress Xihe back to awareness. With tear-filled eyes, she knelt at Gu Qingfeng's feet, clutching the hem of his trousers, and begged, "I beg you, please stop! Please, just stop!"

Gu Qingfeng looked down at the woman wailing at his feet. He leaned down, gently wiped the tears from her face, and spoke softly, "Do not think of death as something too terrible. Everything in this world follows the law of conservation. Therefore, they have not truly died; they have merely been converted from living matter into nourishment for This Emperor.

They... are one with me."