Shen Gongbao had never encountered firearms before. Faced with Xiao Qing's fully automatic rifle, he was beaten into a panicked retreat, unable even to get a word out.
What Xiao Qing used was not merely a technological "firearm," either, but a mana-powered weapon incorporating black tech from countless worlds.
Poor Shen Gongbao could only flee desperately now, with no chance to strike back.
This situation left Real Person Taiyi dumbfounded as well.
He had boastfully declared earlier that he was powerful and should be stronger than Xiao Qing, only to be slapped in the face by reality. He was almost too embarrassed to show himself.
Did he not know exactly what he was capable of?
Under Yuanshi Tianzun, his strength ranked near the top, but that was only because he had joined early. Compared with the fellow disciples who had entered at the same time as him, he was the weakest.
His other fellow disciples had all become Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, while he alone remained at his current cultivation level. He spent every day eating and lazing about, relying on tasks assigned by Yuanshi Tianzun for a chance to become a Golden Immortal.
Even though Shen Gongbao had joined later than him, Real Person Taiyi knew perfectly well that he was no match for Shen Gongbao.
If not for Yuanshi Tianzun's favoritism and the various treasures his master had bestowed upon him, he might not even have been able to defeat Shen Gongbao.
Now that he saw Shen Gongbao being utterly crushed by Xiao Qing, Real Person Taiyi knew that if he went up instead, the outcome would be the same—perhaps even worse.
"Wh-what kind of weapon is that? Why is it so terrifying?"
Thus, Real Person Taiyi asked in a stammer.
"Can mortals really create such