"Boom!"
"Whoosh!"
With a low shout from Gu Lingxiao, the massive crystal boulder exploded.
A streak of purple light wreathed in blood-red threads suddenly traced a dazzling arc through the air and landed in his palm.
The instant Gu Lingxiao gripped the Forbidden Artifact shaped like a purple broken blade,
his aura had already changed.
A moment ago, Gu Lingxiao had been a poised, unhurried Formation Grandmaster; a sinister, ruthless master of Gu Arts; a master strategist who commanded events from behind the scenes.
But now, as purple and blood-red light intertwined and spilled over him,
his silhouette seemed to tower in an instant, his figure majestic as a mountain, like a sheer cliff soaring a thousand fathoms, able to break ten thousand waves!
Seeing that silhouette, Gu Chenfeng once again looked stunned.
"Dad, you..."
Gu Lingxiao turned to give Gu Chenfeng a debonair profile while swinging the purple blade.
"Swish...!"
A streak of purple sword light swept out.
It swept a curved barrier of Sword Qi through the space around Gu Chenfeng, seemingly capable of shutting out everything.
"Stay here and get some rest. Leave what comes next to your dad."
Then, facing the Barbarian Emperor's surging aura and the rolling gales, Gu Lingxiao strode forward.
His cloak snapped behind him, his ink-black hair flying in the wind, like a swordsman pressing upstream through raging waves.
"Hmm...?"
At the sight, the Barbarian Emperor, who looked down on everyone from the air, could not help narrowing his eyes.
With his Grandmaster-level Divine Sense and perception, he scrutinized Gu Lingxiao again. The man still had only Source Core Realm cultivation.
Yet for some reason, as he watched that lone man advance with his blade,
a faint unease arose in his heart.
He had not experienced this feeling in over a decade.