"You court death!" General Qin erupted in fury. He immediately unleashed a secret art, his aura surging as his Long Halberd shattered the void.
Gu Yuanqing was hardly surprised by the Great Wei divine general's reaction.
Generally speaking, those who reached the chaos heaven deathless level possessed profound self-control and composure.
But the great cultivators of the Ancient Realm retained their memories through every Full Moon. After so many years, their emotions had been suppressed to the breaking point. Merely maintaining their everyday inner calm was difficult; the slightest spark could set them ablaze.
The man's strength now almost touched the demigod level. He had used a secret art to burn his essence directly, boosting his power.
Gu Yuanqing watched everything calmly. With him presiding over this formation, someone merely touching the demigod level was nothing. Even a true peak demigod would struggle to shake it in a short time.
Still, he had never underestimated these cultivators of the Ancient Realm.
Cultivators all knew that directly burning their essence through a secret art could raise their strength by almost half a realm. But doing so damaged their foundations, and their strength would plummet after the burst. Even if they later found a way to repair their foundations, it would take many years.
Thus, unless driven into a desperate corner, no cultivator was willing to do this.
Yet the people of the Ancient Realm seemed to have no such concern.
Under this world's rules, everything returned to its original state with every Full Moon, as though their souls, bodies, and everything closely connected to them had been fixed at a particular moment.
That was why this man could act so recklessly.
One chaos heaven immortal level cultivator certainly could not threaten Gu Yuanqing, but what about a demigod?
Or even... if