"That's the eight-armed ape, Shen Tonghai, old man Shen!"
A collective gasp filled the air as witnesses beheld Gu Qingfeng eliminate Shen Tonghai with blinding speed.
Shen Tonghai, a well-known warrior in the realm, had reached the intermediate level of blood refinement over many years. Yet now, he crumpled before Gu Qingfeng like paper.
Such power was truly staggering.
Yun Tianxing's eyes widened in disbelief, his fury rising. "Gu Qingfeng, how dare you kill here!"
Gu Qingfeng scoffed. "You gathered here to kill me; what's wrong with me taking action first? Did you think I would wait for you to strike?"
At these words, Yun Tianxing's expression darkened. "You destroyed the Qin family, and now you've murdered Shen in public. I won't let you leave Tianyun Sect alive!"
He turned to the others. "I urge you all to join forces and suppress this demon!"
"Yun Tianxing, if you want to fight, why not face me alone? Show me the strength of the Tianyun Sect leader!" Gu Qingfeng interrupted, his fierce aura radiating as he launched a palm strike at Yun Tianxing. The force was like a blazing wave, causing the latter to falter.
Yun Tianxing quickly harnessed his qi, his body gleaming like jade as he unsheathed his sword. A dazzling arc sliced through the air, a testament to the Tianyun Body Refining Technique and Tianyun Sword Technique, both unique to the sect.
Gasps echoed among the onlookers, particularly at the intensity of the sword energy that even felt painful from several feet away.
But as Gu Qingfeng advanced, all of Yun Tianxing's sword shadows dissipated. He caught Yun Tianxing's sword in his hand, the mid-grade divine weapon unable to pierce his defenses.
With a swift motion, Gu Qingfeng crushed the sword, sending a shockwave through Yun Tianxing's body, causing his mouth to bleed and his face to pale.
"Go!" Gu Qingfeng shouted, flinging sharp fragments that pierced Yun Tianxing's flesh, blooming blood flowers across his skin.
In a decisive move, Gu Qingfeng lunged forward, his hand crashing down on Yun Tianxing, shattering the bones in his arms. The residual force caved in Yun Tianxing's chest, and he crumpled to the ground, lifeless.
"You're asking for death!!" Yun Changkong roared, his energy flaring as he lunged at Gu Qingfeng, sword gleaming menacingly.
Gu Qingfeng anticipated the attack, effortlessly deflecting the blade with a flick of his finger. He countered with a palm strike aimed at Yun Changkong's torso, the heat of his energy forcing the elder to brace for impact.
In an instant, chaos erupted. From Gu Qingfeng's attack on Yun Tianxing to his clash with Yun Changkong, everything unfolded at lightning speed. As the dust settled, the crowd finally processed what had transpired.
Yun Tianxing, among the top three warriors present, lay defeated and motionless.
Yet some witnesses, familiar with Gu Qingfeng's prior confrontation with the Qin family's ancestor, were less shocked by the brutality displayed.
Amidst the chaos, the attention turned to the intense struggle between Gu Qingfeng and Yun Changkong, both engulfed in a torrent of energy. Occasionally, flashes of blades and surges of heat broke through the haze.
"Fiery Sun Palm!" someone exclaimed, recognition dawning. "Gu Qingfeng wields the Fiery Sun Palm!"
Whispers spread among the onlookers, astonishment etched on their faces. Just three years since acquiring the technique, Gu Qingfeng had honed it to an extraordinary level.
As the battle escalated, flames erupted, and a figure was hurled through the air. The crowd held its breath, bracing for the reveal of the loser.
"Yun Changkong!" they gasped, seeing the Grand Elder battered and bloodied, struggling to rise.
"Ahem!" he coughed, looking at Gu Qingfeng with palpable dread. "Fiery Sun Palm Strength… I didn't think you'd master it to this level…"
Before he could finish, he doubled over, spitting blood, collapsing without another word. The force of Gu Qingfeng's strike had shattered his internal organs, and he lay lifeless, the vitality of the perfect Blood Refining Stage barely keeping him from dying instantly.
Standing undamaged, Gu Qingfeng surveyed the room, his gaze cold. "Who else wants to take action?"
Silence fell over the assembly. No one dared to speak, the grim reality sinking in. With their leader and Grand Elder slain, any further confrontation would likely end in the same fate.
The remaining Tianyun Sect elders seethed with anger but remained paralyzed, knowing they were powerless against him.
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