Naked Disregard

"One!"

Gu Qingfeng started counting.

This made the Paper-Tying Craftsman a bit awkward. He was originally going to count to three, but Gu Qingfeng completely disrupted his rhythm.

This made the Paper-Tying Craftsman's already paper-pale face turn a few shades paler.

His dead, silent eyes looked at Gu Qingfeng, who clearly had no regard for ghosts and gods. "Brat, even when counting, there should be a first come, first served order."

"Two!"

Gu Qingfeng ignored him and continued to count to two.

The Paper-Tying Craftsman frowned. Ghostly aura rose from his body like a wolf smoke signal, instantly blotting out the sky and sun, distorting the void.

Sensing the Paper-Tying Craftsman's anger, the group of Immortal Kings felt their souls tremble in terror, as if they had thorns in their backs.

"Brat, it seems you truly do not put us ghosts and gods in your eyes."

"Three!"

Having finished counting the three numbers and seeing the Immortal Kings remain indifferent, Gu Qingfeng flew into a sudden rage. "It seems you ants truly do not put this Emperor in your eyes! Since that is the case, then die!"

Before he could even make a move, the Paper-Tying Craftsman had already gone beyond furious.

Gu Qingfeng first copied him in counting, and then copied his way of speaking, completely ignoring him in his words. How could he not be enraged?

"You die first!"

The Paper-Tying Craftsman coldly snorted. With a wave of his hand, the paper figure he had just tied flew out.

The miniature paper figure expanded with the wind, transforming in the blink of an eye into a ghost god clad in armor, riding a skeletal warhorse, and wielding a blood-red spear, charging toward Gu Qingfeng.

Seeing the ghost god formed by this paper figure, the expressions of the Immortal Kings instantly changed.

It was because, in their perception, this paper figure ghost god actually possessed a terrifying strength no less than the mid-stage of the Immortal King realm!

The mid-stage Immortal King realm was not much in their eyes, as they themselves had several mid-stage Immortal King experts on their side. But the problem was, this was merely a paper figure casually tossed out by the Paper-Tying Craftsman!

A casually made paper figure had mid-stage Immortal King strength. Heaven knew how many such paper figures he could tie.

Raging blood-red flames burned in the eyes of the paper figure ghost god. He raised the spear in his hand, and instantly, countless terrifying blood-red laws appeared, madly converging toward the tip of the spear.

Thrusting the spear out, a blood-red divine rainbow seemed to pierce through heaven and earth, ruthlessly shooting toward Gu Qingfeng's body.

And Gu Qingfeng? Facing this terrifying incoming strike, he didn't even spare it a glance, still staring at the group of Immortal Kings.

Suddenly, Gu Qingfeng made his move, but not against the paper figure; it was against the group of Immortal Kings.

It was as if, from beginning to end, his eyes simply could not see these ghosts and gods—a blatant disregard.

And the first one he targeted was precisely Li Futu, with whom he had previous grudges.

Terrifying demonic light gathered in his palm, endless demonic runes burning to the limit. A heaven-piercing demonic intent soared into the sky, radiant as a demonic sun. The demonic light transformed into a colossal hand, ruthlessly grabbing toward Li Futu.

The Immortal Kings were all dumbfounded. Having lived for so many years, they had never seen such a situation.

The ghost god has already attacked you, at least show some respect!

Not even sparing a glance, and just attacking us on your own—what kind of deep hatred and resentment is this?

Seeing this scene, the Paper-Tying Craftsman was so angry that smoke seemed to come out of his seven orifices. Ignoring his words was one thing, but now that he had made a move, this guy still dared to ignore him?

No matter how much you disregard ghosts and gods, there should be a limit!

The paper figure ghost god seemed to sense its master's anger. The blood light in its eyes immediately surged, and the blood-red spear became even more dazzling, clearly pushed to its absolute limit.

Boom! Boom!

Two intense booming sounds rang out simultaneously.

The blood-red spear struck Gu Qingfeng's body, while Gu Qingfeng's demonic claw shattered Li Futu's protective immortal light and grabbed him.

Immediately after, a shocking scene occurred.

The terrifying blood-red spear stabbing into Gu Qingfeng's body actually shattered inch by inch, instantly annihilating.

"What!?" Tiandu Immortal King and the others directly cried out in alarm!

They were utterly shocked. Was this still the Gu Qingfeng they considered to be like an ant?

He actually took a mid-stage Immortal King's strike head-on without a single scratch!?

No wonder, no wonder he dared to be so arrogant, to the point where even the Immortal King Palace was highly wary of him.

At this moment, Tiandu Immortal King and the others finally understood completely; it turned out Gu Qingfeng was actually this strong.

Tiandu Immortal King himself couldn't do it—taking a mid-stage Immortal King's full-force strike head-on without any defenses, even though he was at the late-stage Immortal King realm.

It was like being a robust adult, but standing still without any defenses and letting a middle schooler hit you. Let alone a regular adult, even if a special forces soldier stood completely still and let a middle schooler hit them, they would be beaten to death.

Compared to the shocked Tiandu Immortal King and the others, the people from the Immortal King Palace were much calmer, as they had previously witnessed Gu Qingfeng's true strength.

"Brat, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant. I didn't expect you to have some tricks. However, just relying on these tricks is not enough for you to act fiercely in the Yellow Springs Ghost City!" A flash of surprise passed through the Paper-Tying Craftsman's eyes, and then he spoke coldly.

However...

"Jiejiejie... Li Futu, I let you escape last time. This time, merge into one with this Emperor!"

Paper-Tying Craftsman: "..."

Terrifying demonic light suddenly appeared. Under Li Futu's horrified gaze, the substantial demonic light slowly covered his body like water.

"No! Save..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the dark water-like demonic light had already surged into his throat, mouth, nose, and eye sockets, completely submerging him.

After Li Futu was entirely submerged, the demonic light slowly retracted until it disappeared.

Disappearing along with it was Li Futu.

"Now, can you give this Emperor an explanation?" Gu Qingfeng looked at the Immortal Kings and smiled savagely.

Immortal Kings: "..."

"Bastard! Today, this old man will turn you into a paper figure to be enslaved forever!!"

The Paper-Tying Craftsman was anxious. In all his life, he had never been ignored like this. Enraged, he directly attacked.

In the void centered around the Paper-Tying Craftsman, endless eerie blood-red runes suddenly erupted. The runes intertwined, forming rings of blood.

With a wave of the Paper-Tying Craftsman's large hand, the endless blood rings sped toward Gu Qingfeng.

At this moment, blood light dazzled the world, and a terrifying might permeated the area. Heaven and earth trembled, and the Great Dao wailed.

Rumble!

The endless blood rings submerged Gu Qingfeng, and a destructive torrent swept out like a hurricane.

Just the aftershocks caused the expressions of the present Immortal Kings to change drastically. One by one, they summoned their protective immortal light to barely defend against it.

They were like small boats in a violent storm on the open sea, nearly capsized by the aftershocks.

The Immortal Kings were utterly horrified. If just the aftershocks were this terrifying, this eerie and evil power was simply unheard of. One could only imagine what kind of damage Gu Qingfeng, who was hit head-on, had endured.

The Paper-Tying Craftsman was truly too ferocious!

With this kind of power, even ordinary peak-stage Immortal Kings might not be his match. After all, this was his territory, the Yellow Springs Ghost City. Relying on the power of the terrain, an ordinary peak-stage Immortal King truly could not contend with him.

Xu Qingyun felt that Gu Qingfeng was probably a goner. He guessed that Gu Qingfeng was a peak-stage Immortal King, but so what if he was a peak-stage Immortal King?

Facing an equally powerful Peak Immortal King, especially one capable of drawing upon the geographical advantage of the Yellow Springs Ghost City, you still dared to act so arrogantly and completely ignore your opponent. With the odds so heavily stacked against you, who else would die but you?

Xu Qingyun wasn't the only one thinking this; the other Immortal Kings shared the exact same thought.

However, when the bloody light finally dissipated, everyone's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in sheer shock.

Gu Qingfeng was still standing in his original spot without a single scratch on him. Furthermore, he maintained his previous posture, with his back turned to the Ghost God, calmly facing the crowd.