"You Chan Sect people have truly disgraced yourselves!"
Qin Feng's final words fell like Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, carrying the weight of a final judgment.
His voice pierced through Skeleton Mountain and spread across the primordial wilderness, echoing clearly in the ears of every Great Power spying on the place.
Disgraced themselves!
Above the heavens, the twelve figures who had originally shone with boundless radiance and awe-inspiring majesty now seemed to have been drained of all strength. Their bodies trembled violently, and the golden wheels of merit behind their heads flickered unsteadily, as if they might go out at any moment.
"Pfft!"
After Huang Long Zhenren, Heavenly Venerate Daoxing, whose cultivation was somewhat weaker, could not withstand the surge of blood and qi in his chest either. He spat a mouthful of golden immortal blood into the sky, his face turning deathly pale in an instant.
Under Qin Feng's every heart-piercing word, cracks had already appeared in his Dao Heart!
The other Golden Immortals, even figures as resolute or arrogant as Yu Ding Zhenren and Taiyi Zhenren, were flushed red at this moment. Their eyes were bloodshot, and their bodies trembled faintly beyond their control.
Not from fear.
But humiliation! Rage!
Everything they had taken pride in—their origins, doctrine, and status—had been stripped bare layer by layer by Qin Feng before the entire primordial wilderness, thrown to the ground, and stomped on viciously!
When had the Chan Sect ever suffered such unbearable humiliation?!
Within the void, the intertwined Spiritual Senses also erupted completely.
Northern Darkness Demon Master Palace.
Kunpeng smashed the ten-thousand-year mystic ice throne before him with a single slap. Throwing back his head, he let out an excited howl, and his laughter stirred up countless towering waves, nearly overturning the entire North Sea.
"Good! Good! Good! Wonderfully said! The Chan Sect has utterly disgraced itself! Hahaha! I have lived for countless ages, yet I have never heard words so pleasing to the ear! Who is this man? Whoever he is, from this day onward, he shall be an honored guest of Demon Master Kunpeng!"
Within Wuzhuang Temple.
Zhen Yuanzi and Ancestor Hong Yun stared at each other, the expressions on their faces no longer shock, but utter blankness.
"Brother Dao... this fellow Daoist... he... he has pierced the heavens!" Ancestor Hong Yun stammered, his voice trembling.
Zhen Yuanzi let out a long sigh, his gaze incomparably complicated.
"More than piercing the heavens. He is digging at Primal Beginning Saint's very foundation! After today, the Chan Sect's doctrine will likely become the laughingstock of the entire primordial wilderness."
Within Fire Cloud Cave, Human Emperor Xuanyuan gripped the hilt of his sword, battle intent boiling in his eyes, nearly bursting from his body!
"What nerve! What a man who wields reason as a sword! Such bearing deserves a grand toast!"
Only Fuxi frowned tightly. The Eight Trigrams Compass in his hand spun madly, yet it remained shrouded in chaos.
"This man has completely thrown the heavenly secrets into disorder. The Investiture of the Gods Calamity... may produce variables even we cannot foresee!"
Under the gaze of all, amid the humiliating fury and dead silence so intense that even time and space seemed frozen.
The leader of the Chan Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals, Guang Chengzi, finally moved.
Slowly, word by word, he raised his head. His once refined face had become utterly twisted by extreme rage. There was no longer the slightest trace of immortal poise in his eyes, only tangible, chilling Killing Intent!
An unstable Dao Heart? Their doctrine refuted?
So what?!
When words failed, fists would do!
When one's dignity had been torn apart, blood would wash away the shame!
"Good... what a sharp-tongued demon!"
Guang Chengzi forced the words out through clenched teeth, his voice hoarse as two pieces of broken iron grinding together.
He completely abandoned any thought of debate. Killing Intent blazed across his face as he roared in fury, his voice shaking the Nine Heavens!
"Why should the Chan Sect explain its actions to an ant like you?!"
"Since you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit, today I shall let you see what true reason is!"
Clang—!
A clear sword cry rang through heaven and earth!
The Male-Female Twin Swords abruptly flew from Guang Chengzi's hands. Two peerless streams of sword qi, one yin and one yang, surged into the sky like two entangled furious dragons, tearing apart the sea of clouds and churning the winds and skies! Their incomparable sharpness sliced black cracks into the space before him!
The terrifying might belonging to the Chan Sect's senior disciple erupted completely and without restraint at this moment!
Yet faced with Killing Intent and sword qi enough to make even Grand Unity Golden Immortals pale.
Qin Feng smiled instead.
That smile carried a trace of relief, and a trace of... impatience.
"Finally done pretending?"
Qin Feng curled his lip and rolled his wrist, producing a string of crackling sounds.
"I already thought that reasoning with sanctimonious hypocrites like you was a complete waste of breath."
Before his voice had faded, he made a gesture that left the entire primordial wilderness speechless.
Qin Feng slowly raised one finger and lightly wagged it at the murderous Guang Chengzi.
The gesture was filled with contempt and disdain, as though he were shooing away a noisy fly.
Then, his gaze swept over the twelve figures in the sky. In an utterly arrogant and domineering tone, as though he were merely stating a fact, he slowly spoke.
"One at a time is too slow."
"All twelve of you, come at me together."
Boom!!!
Those words were ten thousand times more shocking than every previous heart-piercing remark combined!
Throughout the primordial wilderness, the minds of every Great Power watching this place buzzed, instantly going blank!
He had gone mad!
This guy had completely lost his mind!
Those were the Chan Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals!
Twelve Grand Unity Golden Immortals!
Each was a supreme Great Power capable of suppressing an entire region. If they joined forces to form an array, even Quasi-Saints would have to give them a wide berth!
And he actually... wanted to fight all twelve by himself?
After a brief dead silence, twelve surges of towering fury erupted in the heavens!
"Courting death!"
"Madman! Who do you think you are?!"
"Kill him! Today, his soul and spirit must be utterly destroyed!"
Qin Feng's arrogance was like a bucket of divine fire, thoroughly igniting the rage and Killing Intent that had long been pushed to their limits within the Twelve Golden Immortals.
This was no longer a matter of dignity!
This was a mortal feud that would end only with death!
"Courting death!!!"
Heavenly Venerate Daoxing, the most hot-tempered among them, was the first to lose control.
Qin Feng had just provoked him into vomiting blood. Now, old and new hatred surged into his heart together. His eyes turned crimson, and he looked like a madman.
With an earth-shaking roar, Heavenly Venerate Daoxing attacked first!
He slammed a palm against the crown of his head, and a glittering golden pestle engraved with demon-subduing runes shot into the sky!
It was his treasure of enlightenment, the Demon Subduing Pestle!
Hum!
The moment the Demon Subduing Pestle emerged, wind and thunder followed, and heaven and earth changed color!
The pestle expanded with the wind in midair, instantly transforming into a streak of golden light that pierced through heaven and earth. Like a Primordial Divine Mountain, it carried the force to crush the eternal azure heavens, along with an overbearing law capable of suppressing all Demonic Evil in the world and shattering every falsehood!
That terrifying aura locked firmly onto Qin Feng below, as if it intended to smash both him and all of Skeleton Mountain into nothingness!
The great battle was about to begin!
Faced with this heaven-destroying, earth-shattering strike, every Great Power in the void held their breath.
They wanted to see how this man, arrogant beyond all bounds, would deal with it!
Yet Qin Feng stood there, still wearing that calm and unruffled expression.
He did not even raise an eyelid. He merely watched the terrifying Demon Subduing Pestle descend from the sky, a playful curve appearing at the corner of his lips.
As though it were not an Innate Spiritual Treasure, but merely a somewhat larger stone flying toward him.
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