Leng Shiqing's expression changed instantly. She hastily checked her internal condition, and her face contorted in shock. She realized that her Dharmic powers were indeed incredibly difficult to mobilize, sluggish as a quagmire. Furthermore, her limbs were growing weak, and her body swayed unsteadily.
"You! The transcendent substance is poisoned!" Leng Shiqing cried out in shock and anger.
"Jie jie jie..." Gu Qingfeng threw his head back and laughed maniacally. "Beauty, isn't it a bit late to realize that now?"
"You are despicable!"
Leng Shiqing's reaction was exceptionally swift. Knowing she was poisoned, she struck immediately, seizing the moment before the toxin could spread throughout her entire body.
She hoisted her giant, door-sized sword and swung it viciously at Gu Qingfeng.
Boom!
Sword qi erupted, ravaging the sky like thousands of divine rainbows.
Five mountains of swords rose from the ground, blotting out the sky and the sun.
Five Extremes Hell-Suppressing Sword!
These five sword mountains were veiled in terrifying profound laws. Like ancient immortal mountains bathed in twilight, they propped up the heavens and the earth, suppressing the world.
Their majestic momentum exuded an unshakable aura capable of suppressing all creation.
Facing these five sword mountains, Gu Qingfeng let out an arrogant laugh, his eyes brimming with mockery. "Beauty, why struggle? The outcome is already destined. You might as well just lie back and enjoy it!"
Before his voice faded, the Heavenly Capital Sword materialized in his hand. Since this woman was a sword cultivator, he intended to answer her with a sword as well, clashing blades against blades.
With the Heavenly Capital Sword in hand, he unleashed a horizontal slash across the sky.
Boom!!
The heavens shattered and the earth cracked as an aura of absolute destruction raged, resembling the very splitting of heaven and earth.
In Gu Qingfeng's grasp, the Heavenly Capital Sword was forcefully wielded as if it were a battleaxe.
His immense physical strength had now reached a level where he could suppress early-stage Immortal Kings. He did not understand the Dao of the Sword, but this strike, brimming with raw power, far surpassed any sword technique in the world.
It contained no sword forms or sword intent; there was only absolute, extreme power pushed to its absolute limit.
Empowered by this ultimate strength, the Heavenly Capital Sword erupted with an unprecedentedly resplendent sword gleam. The light was so searingly hot that it looked as if a blazing sun had suddenly materialized in midair.
Bang!
The two attacks clashed, and the five sword mountains instantly shattered, dissolving into a sky full of radiant rain.
But when the shower of light dissipated, Leng Shiqing's delicate figure was nowhere to be seen.
A cold glint flashed in Gu Qingfeng's eyes. "Trying to run? Do you really think you can escape this Emperor's palm?"
Swoosh!
Gu Qingfeng instantly transformed into a pitch-black demonic shadow and vanished from his seat in the palace.
Outside the Profound Nether Waters, Leng Shiqing fled in a panic, completely stripped of her former arrogance. She sprinted with all her might, constantly glancing back over her shoulder, terrified that Gu Qingfeng would catch up.
As she ran, she pulled out a communication jade slip.
"I've been poisoned! Come quickly!"
After she imprinted the message, the communication jade slip instantly transformed into a streak of light and flew toward the Immortal King Palace.
However, after doing so, Leng Shiqing's speed began to drastically drop. She could clearly feel the toxin inside her body spreading to every corner of her being.
She could no longer summon even a single shred of her Dharmic powers, as if her entire cultivation base had been crippled.
She was now fleeing entirely on the sheer physical strength of an Immortal King's physique.
Yet, as time trickled by, even her physical body began to ache and weaken, her limbs turning to jelly.
"Jie jie jie..."
A maniacal laughter exploded through the void.
Leng Shiqing shuddered in terror, the souls of the dead rising within her. She didn't dare to look back, simply gritting her teeth and fleeing for her life.
"Cold Beauty, give up. You cannot escape this Emperor's palm. You might as well obediently submit; perhaps you'll suffer a little less torment later."
Gu Qingfeng stared mockingly at the fleeing Leng Shiqing. Due to her strenuous movements, her graceful figure swayed alluringly through the void.
He was in no rush to capture her. Instead, he leisurely trailed behind, admiring her miserable, panic-stricken flight. Watching the beauty panting heavily, utterly terrified, her face pale and her hair disheveled, truly offered a unique and exquisite aesthetic pleasure.
"You fiend! I am a member of the Immortal King Palace. If you dare to keep pursuing me, the Immortal King Palace will never let you off!" Leng Shiqing threatened through gritted teeth.
"Jie jie jie... A lamb waiting for the slaughter still dares to act tough?"
Swoosh!
Gu Qingfeng pointed a finger. Endless demonic runes materialized at his fingertip, rapidly igniting into a brilliant streak of demonic light that shot toward Leng Shiqing.
Leng Shiqing's face paled instantly. Naturally sensing the lethal threat from behind, she desperately tried to dodge. However, the poison had seeped too deep. Completely powerless to evade, she could only watch helplessly as the strike hit her.
Just as she braced herself for the demonic energy to pierce through her body, the agonizing pain she anticipated never came.
Instead, she felt a sudden chill on her backside.
What was going on!?
She glanced back, and instantly, a mixture of intense shame and fury washed over her. She felt all the blood in her body rush to her face.
"Ah!!"
"Jie jie jie... So white!" Gu Qingfeng laughed brazenly, thoroughly enjoying the beauty's humiliated state.
Leng Shiqing never imagined that a fiend like Gu Qingfeng could be so downright shameless. Poisoning her was one thing, but to intentionally humiliate her like this?
In all her life, she had never suffered such an indignity.
"You demonic fiend! One day, I swear I will kill you!!"
Leng Shiqing desperately tried to cover herself with her hands while continuing to flee, though her running posture was now rather awkward.
Excitement gleaming in his eyes, Gu Qingfeng immediately repeated his trick. He fired off another streak of demonic qi, granting Leng Shiqing a perfectly symmetrical exposure on her left and right.
"Ah!!!"
Leng Shiqing's feelings in that moment defied description. She was so mortified and furious she wanted to die, but utterly helpless, she could only use both hands to cover herself, fleeing with an even more bizarre gait.
She had no choice but to keep running. Gu Qingfeng's actions had completely shattered the boundaries of her imagination. She was utterly terrified now, dreading to even think about the inhuman torment a delicate beauty like herself would endure if she fell into his clutches.
Would she be forced to do splits, wag a tail, play horsey...
Leng Shiqing's thoughts drifted to bizarre and utterly degrading scenarios, scaring her so badly that her face drained of all color.
Watching the panic-stricken Leng Shiqing only fueled Gu Qingfeng's excitement, making him even less eager to catch her immediately.
He struck continuously, pointing his finger again and again. One large hole after another began to appear on Leng Shiqing's clothes.
A perfectly pristine dress was reduced to beggar's rags.
This time, Leng Shiqing completely broke down. She had no idea how to cover herself anymore. Unable to mobilize her Dharmic powers, she could only rely on her hands to hide her skin.
But a person only has two hands!
With over a dozen large holes, what was she supposed to prioritize?
However, Leng Shiqing did not have to agonize over this dilemma for long. She soon stopped worrying about it entirely, for an even greater crisis had arrived.
Her strength gave out.
Devastated by the Great Dao Poison, Leng Shiqing, having sprinted quite a distance, finally succumbed to exhaustion. Stripped of every last ounce of strength, her legs buckled, and her delicate body collapsed limply onto the ground.
She lay there like a helpless little lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Seeing this, Gu Qingfeng stopped in his tracks. A wicked smirk plastered across his face, he slowly walked toward her, step by step.
Leng Shiqing was terrified beyond belief. Even afflicted by the Great Dao Poison, she refused to give up struggling. Forcing her upper body up, she faced Gu Qingfeng, her long legs and tiny feet in embroidered shoes frantically kicking at the dirt. The backward momentum allowed her body to inch across the ground, slowly dragging herself away from him.
"You... stay away from me!"
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
