Gu Du Wudi stood invincible in the void, his hair dishevelled, his gaze sharp as blades, every inch of his body radiating boundless dominance.
“Next, who’s there?”
As soon as these words left his mouth, the faces of Wuji Tianzun, Nangong Jingyun, Li Chaohui, and An Zaitian all darkened at the same moment.
Gu Du Wudi’s statement was clearly a direct challenge to them.
“Arrogant! Far too arrogant!”
Li Chaohui pointed at Gu Du Wudi and shouted, “Don’t think that just because you killed one saint, you’re invincible under heaven!”
An Zaitian was equally furious and said coldly, “Acting so arrogantly in front of us, be careful you don’t end up dead without a corpse.”
Nangong Jingyun smiled and said, “Oh my, what impressive majesty. Do you really believe one person is qualified to challenge so many saints at once?”
Who would have expected Gu Du Wudi’s next words to be even more outrageous.
“A bunch of trash, really bloody long-winded. If you’ve got guts, come over here and let this daddy send you to your deaths.”
Courting death!
A chilling killing intent surfaced on the faces of the four saints.
“Brother An, let’s attack together,” Li Chaohui said.
He was the Grand Supreme Elder of the Taichu Holy Land. If he shrank back like a coward, wouldn’t people laugh at him?
“Good!” An Zaitian nodded and replied, “No matter where this fellow came from, just kill him.”
An Zaitian was the Vice Sect Leader of the Butian Sect, second only to one person and above tens of thousands in the sect. Naturally, he could not tolerate someone acting arrogantly in his presence.
At once, Li Chaohui and An Zaitian stepped forward together.
In an instant, overwhelming auras erupted from their bodies. Vast pressure surged like mountains toppling and seas overturning, earth-shaking, rolling endlessly towards Gu Du Wudi.
“Petty tricks,” Gu Du Wudi snorted lightly. He stood motionless in place, not taking Li Chaohui or An Zaitian seriously at all.
An Zaitian and Li Chaohui exchanged a glance, then shot into the sky like flood dragons emerging from the sea, launching a joint assault on Gu Du Wudi.
“Taichu Six Forms!”
“Butian Palm!”
In that split second, murderous intent surged like a tide.
In the void, killing intent solidified, intertwining with all kinds of divine light, emitting a terrifying aura.
Two saints joining forces was extremely frightening.
Before they even drew near Gu Du Wudi, the void was already collapsing. Huge black holes appeared one after another, as though this world was about to be destroyed.
“Pfft!”
The surrounding space became as fragile as glass in this moment, shattering into pieces.
This was an unrivalled, devastating attack.
A single saint-level powerhouse was already terrifying enough, let alone two saints attacking together.
Moreover, An Zaitian was the Vice Sect Leader of the Butian Sect, and Li Chaohui was the Great Elder of the Taichu Holy Land. Their strength far surpassed that of Tuoba Yunhe.
It was clear that An Zaitian and Li Chaohui very much wanted to kill Gu Du Wudi.
Yet faced with their onslaught, Gu Du Wudi’s expression remained indifferent. His fists struck out continuously, his entire body brimming with an aura of invincibility.
“Bang bang bang!”
After blocking the fierce barrage from the two, Gu Du Wudi suddenly lifted his foot and took a step forward.
“Dong!”
One step landed, sounding like a divine drum exploding. The aura around Gu Du Wudi grew even stronger.
Then he took another step.
“Dong!”
When the second step fell, Gu Du Wudi was like a demon king, his momentum surging once more.
“Nine Steps, Nine Heavens!”
Ye Qiu’s eyes blazed with excitement, his face full of agitation. After so long, he was finally seeing Gu Du Wudi use this secret technique to raise his combat power again.
Immediately afterwards, Gu Du Wudi swiftly took three more steps.
“Dong!”
“Dong!”
“Dong!”
By the fifth step, Gu Du Wudi stopped. At this moment, his aura had reached a terrifying level, causing everyone present to feel an impulse to submit.
This sensation was as if they were facing an emperor who had severed all ages, making them unable to resist the urge to kneel and pay homage.
“What’s going on? Why do I feel an unconquerable pressure from him?” An Zaitian’s expression changed drastically as he muttered.
“I feel the same,” Li Chaohui said gravely. “It must be related to the steps he just took. Either that is an extremely powerful secret art, or he has been concealing his true cultivation.”
An Zaitian wore a solemn look and said, “Our state of mind has been affected by him. If we continue fighting, I’m afraid we won’t be able to exert our full strength…”
Boom!
At that instant, a sword qi burst from the crown of Gu Du Wudi’s head.
This sword qi stretched for ten thousand zhang, like a heaven-shocking divine lightning, its edge peerless, filling the entire sky.
Immediately, all kinds of laws surged alongside the sword qi, blooming with blood-like radiance, resonating with the Heavenly Dao and producing deafening roars. Nothing could stand in its way.
“What? He has an imperial weapon?”
“How does he possess an imperial weapon?”
An Zaitian and Li Chaohui felt their scalps go numb, every hair on their bodies standing on end, a deep unease rising in their hearts.
“We’re going all out!”
Boom!
An Zaitian and Li Chaohui pushed their combat power to the limit, raising their hands to the heavens and striking with everything they had, desperately trying to block this sword qi.
“This isn’t an imperial weapon! He has used overwhelming power to evolve an extremely strong offensive sword technique.”
Wuji Tianzun, who had been watching the battle, seemed to have forgotten about capturing Ye Qiu for the moment. He spoke up to remind An Zaitian and Li Chaohui, “This man must not be underestimated. Both of you, be careful.”
Everyone was instantly stunned.
No one had expected Gu Du Wudi’s combat strength to be monstrous to such a horrifying degree.
“Too strong. A single strand of sword qi forces two saints to resist with all their might. I have to say, Senior Gu Du is truly a peerless powerhouse.”
Seeing this scene, Ye Qiu felt his blood boil, his pulse racing, wishing he could roar towards the heavens.
Long-browed Zhenren shouted at the top of his lungs, “Fucking awesome (voice cracking)!”
Yun Shan was also utterly shocked.
“This man is not only a sword cultivator, he has even forged his own sword dao. He truly is… an unrivalled sword saint!”
From Gu Du Wudi’s sword intent, Yun Shan sensed a vast sword will. He couldn’t help asking himself, if he faced Gu Du Wudi, what chance of victory would he have?
In the end, Yun Shan concluded it would be fifty-fifty.
That was on the premise that Gu Du Wudi’s combat strength stopped here. If Gu Du Wudi had concealed his cultivation or could still raise his power further, Yun Shan would not be his match.
“Strange. How has such a powerful sword saint appeared in the cultivation world without my ever hearing of him?”
Yun Shan frowned and thought, “When the Grand Supreme Elder comes out of seclusion, I’ll go ask him. Perhaps the elder knows something.”
With that in mind, Yun Shan glanced again at Wuji Tianzun, only to see the latter’s face calm and undisturbed.
“You really can keep your composure. If you don’t act soon, given An Zaitian and Li Chaohui’s strength, they won’t hold out much longer.”
An Zaitian and Li Chaohui concentrated all their strength into their palms, frantically trying to withstand the descending pressure of that sword qi.
However, the sword qi was incomparably heavy, like a pillar reaching the heavens, forcing their palms steadily downward.
Gradually, their spines began to bend, and they were on the verge of being forced to their knees.
