Standing proudly in the void, Shi Qingyun had no idea what Qin Wu was thinking, and even if he had known, he would not have cared.
Beneath his feet, a Kunpeng swam freely, Yin-Yang Qi circulating around its body as wisps of Yin-Yang Qi continually evolved out of the void.
Looking at Qin Wu amid the dust, his gaze sharpened. Divine power surged out of his body, and his figure flashed through the void as he charged out like a phantom.
Just as Qin Wu was about to struggle free again, space warped, and Shi Qingyun slowly emerged from within it, landing before Qin Wu with a single step.
"Immortal-Sealing Dao-Locking!"
A mysterious radiance rippled out from his body, rapidly spreading across the entire area as Shi Qingyun slowly turned his indifferent gaze toward Qin Wu.
Qin Wu, who had been about to strike, felt the divine power within his body suppressed and immobilized. Even his Dao techniques were difficult to unleash.
The breath he had been holding instantly escaped him, and his entire body slumped to the ground. His eyes brimmed with unwillingness as he stared fixedly at the man before him.
Meanwhile, in rhythm with his breathing, the surrounding Heaven and Earth Essence slowly gathered before him, absorbed by him to gradually heal his injuries.
Shi Qingyun naturally paid this no mind. Even if he fought Qin Wu at his peak again, he was confident he could defeat him.
"The Ancestor lost!"
"How could this happen? How could it end like this?"
"He must have used some sinister art! Otherwise, how could the Ancestor have lost?"
"He defeated the Ancestor. Will he come after us next?"
The many Immortal Mountain disciples watching from afar all widened their eyes, unwilling to believe what had happened before them.
Their Ancestor,