At that moment, Duanmu Feng, Duanmu Yuan, and the other experts of the Taiyin God Sect were all pressed to their knees, unable to move at all.
As they gazed at the golden figure standing before them, they were filled with horror, fear, and apprehension, along with some resentment and anger.
"Did you just say you would wipe out the Sun God Sect?"
Taiyi.
His expression was calm, his gaze indifferent as he stared straight at Duanmu Yuan, that so-called outstanding disciple of the Taiyin God Sect.
"I..." Under the other man's blade-sharp gaze, Duanmu Yuan turned pale, cold sweat pouring down as his words grew incoherent.
"Sir, we belong to the Taiyin God Sect. Aren't you afraid of offending our sect?" Duanmu Feng, the Supreme Elder of the Taiyin God Sect, shouted, fierce in appearance but faint of heart.
"Answer me!"
Taiyi ignored his threat.
He stared coldly at Duanmu Yuan and barked without a shred of courtesy.
The boundless voice of the Dao shook the heavens with a rumble, turning all the watching cultivators pale and sending them collapsing limply to the ground.
They gazed in terror at that young figure, blazing with golden light, whose majesty brooked no affront.
"Aaagh..."
In an instant.
Duanmu Yuan's mind and spirit were shaken, and he coughed up great mouthfuls of blood.
His five viscera ruptured, blood streamed from his seven orifices, and all the great secret realms within his body collapsed at once as he fell there.
He could only breathe out, no longer in.
"You crippled me?" Duanmu Yuan's face was deathly pale.
He had been crippled; the Sea of Bitterness, Dao Palace, Four Extremes, and other secret realms within him had collapsed.
Even if he barely managed to survive, he would never be able to cultivate again, condemned