The wind at Boundary Breaker Pass has stopped.
The gale that was powerful enough to tear apart the body of a Golden Immortal seemed to be forcefully pressed back into the void by an invisible hand the moment the man turned around.
Qin Feng didn't rush to pay attention to the four saints behind him who were about to go berserk.
He took out a golden pill from his pocket, tossed it casually, and then, like feeding a child candy, stuffed it directly into the mouth of the Tongtian Jiaozhu.
"Hmm..."
The Tongtian Jiaozhu's eyes widened. Just as he was about to speak, a warm and powerful medicinal force exploded within his body, instantly coursing through his limbs and bones, forcibly pulling back his nearly depleted saintly essence.
"Don't speak, just swallow it."
Qin Feng reached out and patted him on the back, a gesture so practiced it was almost heartbreaking.
"Father-in-law, that's a bit unfair of you."
"You were bullied like this and didn't even tell me. Do you look down on me, your son-in-law who lives off his wife?"
The Tongtian Jiaozhu swallowed the pill, his throat bobbing, and his originally pale face visibly regained its color.
Looking at the back of the figure standing in front of the Four Saints to shield him, his eyes inexplicably welled up with tears.
Living off a woman?
In the entire Primordial World, who among the gigolos could shatter the sword energy of the Pangu Banner with a single finger?
If this is how you live off a woman, even the Dao Ancestor Hongjun would be eager to do so.
" Qin Feng... be careful."
The Tongtian Jiaozhu opened his mouth, but all his words ultimately boiled down to just these two words.
He knew that things had come to this point, and there was no point in trying to persuade him to leave.
This is a sentiment.
A debt of gratitude he Tongtian even at the cost of his life.
"Rest assured."
Qin Feng grinned, a smile that shone brightly in the sunlight, yet carried a chilling undertone that sent shivers down one's spine.
"They're just a few chickens and dogs; they can't cause any trouble."
After settling Tongtian, Qin Feng slowly turned around.
The smile on his face vanished like the tide the moment he turned away, replaced by an utterly indifferent calm.
It's like a divine dragon soaring high in the heavens, looking down at the ants beneath its feet.
There was no anger.
There was no intent to kill.
There is only one kind of domineering attitude that is taken for granted.
He put his hands in his pockets, his gaze slowly sweeping over the four saints opposite him, finally settling on the Yuanshi Tianzun who held the Pangu Banner and had an ashen face.
I don't want to repeat myself.
Qin Feng spoke.
The sound was soft, languid and somewhat nonchalant, yet it clearly traveled across the entire battlefield and reached the ears of every living being.
" Yun Xiao is my woman."
"Since we're all family, I'll protect the Jie Interception Sect."
This sentence was like a nuclear bomb, exploding in everyone's minds.
The surviving disciples of the Interception Sect stared wide-eyed, some even forgetting to breathe.
Is it insured?
Faced with four sages and the overwhelming force of Heaven, did he claim he had protected them?
This is too much...
That's outrageously arrogant!
But for some reason, looking at that not-so-robust figure, they felt a strange sense of admiration welling up inside them.
It was as if as long as he was there, the sky would never fall.
Qin Feng ignored everyone's reactions, simply pointing to the ground beneath his feet and then to the Myriad Immortals Formation behind him.
"Today, no one can break through this siege."
"No one is allowed to touch this person."
He paused, his gaze sharpening, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
"As for the four of you..."
"Are you going to leave on your own, or do I have to go through the trouble of seeing you off?"
boom!
Upon hearing this, the Four Saints were furious!
Yuanshi Tianzun trembled with rage, Auspicious Clouds rolled above his head, and the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi hummed in his hand.
Arrogant!
That's utterly arrogant!
Since he became a saint, he has never suffered such humiliation, not even when facing the Dao Ancestor!
Tell him to get lost?
In this Primordial World, who is qualified to utter this word before a sage?
"Good! Good! Good!"
The Yuanshi Tianzun, enraged to the extreme, laughed, his laughter shaking the heavens and causing the surrounding space to crumble inch by inch.
"What an arrogant brat!"
"I'd like to see just what you're capable of, daring to spout such arrogant words in front of us!"
"Do you think you can rely on your meager, unorthodox methods?"
With a single step, his saintly aura erupted in full force, like a celestial river pouring down, pressing down fiercely on Qin Feng.
"Today, I will act on behalf of Heaven and suppress you, this arrogant and ignorant fool, beneath Kirin Cliff, so that you may never be reincarnated!"
beside.
Zhunti Daoren was initially somewhat fearful.
After all, the psychological trauma of that slap in the underworld was still there.
But seeing that Yuanshi Tianzun was truly enraged, and glancing at his indifferent senior brother Laozi beside him, his confidence instantly returned.
yes.
What's there to be afraid of?
There are four saints here!
Even if this kid is a bit strange, could he possibly take on four saints at the same time?
Two fists can't beat four hands; even a hero can't withstand a crowd.
Moreover, this kid's tone was far too arrogant, so arrogant that even he, the most shameless Western Teachings, found it grating.
"Amitabha."
The Zhunti Daoren dropped his fake smile and adopted a compassionate, charlatan-like demeanor, but a cold Killing Intent flickered in his narrow eyes.
"Fellow Daoist, you have fallen into the Devil Dao."
"To defy the will of Heaven and aid the wicked is a path to certain death."
"Today is the day when we should follow the Heavenly Mandate, vanquish demons and monsters, and restore a bright and Qiankun world to this Primordial World!"
As he spoke, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand swirled once more, its seven-colored divine light flowing and subtly locking onto Qin Feng's vital points.
Although the Jieyin Daoren did not speak, the Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit of merit beneath his feet began to rotate, accompanied by Sanskrit Chants, clearly indicating that he was ready to make his move.
Taishang Laojun remained calm and composed, but the Taiji Diagram above his head spun faster and faster, with Yin and Yang energies descending and completely sealing off the space within a radius of ten thousand miles.
The Four Saints joined forces.
The killing is already decided.
This oppressive feeling was enough to drive any Quasi-Saint to despair and suicide.
The Tongtian Jiaozhu gripped the Qingping Sword tightly, about to rush forward to fight to the death, but Qin Feng stopped him with a gesture.
"Don't move."
Qin Feng didn't turn his head, but simply said something indifferently.
Then.
Under the watchful eyes of countless people, he made a simple gesture.
Extend your right index finger.
In the void before him, he made a light slash.
laugh.
A soft sound.
It's like cutting butter with a scalding hot knife.
The once perfectly stable void cracked open with the movement of his finger, revealing a dark fissure.
But the crack did not heal.
Instead, a hazy, grayish airflow surged out from it.
The Chaos Qi.
The purest, most primordial Chaos Qi, capable of dissolving all things.
This current of air did not spread out, but instead obediently condensed into a thin horizontal line, lying between Qin Feng and the Four Saints.
The thread is very thin.
It's so thin it looks like it would break with a gust of wind.
But it is like an insurmountable chasm, forcibly splitting the entire world in two.
On one side are Qin Feng and the Interception Sect.
On one side are the Four Saints and the Allied Forces.
Qin Feng withdrew his hand, gently blew away non-existent dust from his fingertips, then raised his eyelids, calmly looking at the four saints opposite him who were already poised to attack.
"Since you can't understand human language, let's draw a line."
He pointed to the thin, chaotic line stretching across the sky, his tone as indifferent as if he were talking about something trivial.
"Anyone who crosses this line shall die."
Only these seven words.
There were no unnecessary threats, no hysterical outbursts.
But these seven simple words contain an indescribable absolute will.
It's like the fundamental principles of the universe.
Words Manifested into Law.
The Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, who had been shouting, instinctively shut their mouths and took an involuntary step back.
Even the millions of soldiers of Xi Qi felt a chill that penetrated to the bone at this moment, and even their warhorses dared not neigh.
A deathly silence enveloped the entire Boundary Breaker Pass.
Yuanshi Tianzun stared at the thin line, his pupils slightly contracting.
He sensed a real threat within that seemingly insignificant Chaos Qi.
That is...
A power powerful enough to threaten the very essence of a saint!
How is that possible?
Just who is this kid?
Zhunti Daoren felt his throat go dry, and his palms, which were holding the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, were covered in cold sweat.
This feeling...
It's all too familiar.
The fear of being controlled that I felt back in the underworld surged back into my heart once more.
He had a gut feeling.
If he were to actually cross that line, this always-smiling young man in front of him would truly kill him.
Moreover, it was the kind of killing that even the Heavenly Dao couldn't save.
"How?"
Qin Feng looked at the Four Saints and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.
"Weren't you shouting quite loudly just now?"
"Weren't we supposed to be acting on behalf of Heaven to uphold justice?"
"The thread is right here, the legs are on your bodies."
"I'll stand right here."
He spread his arms wide, adopting a completely unguarded posture, his eyes full of provocation.
"Come."
"Let me see just how much this so-called saint really is."