Chapter 1604 - 1480: To Kill at All Costs
Kong Ningshuang, Rui Xiaoqiao, Zhao Zhiruo... with such three unparalleled geniuses, how could their Immortal Heart Sect not prosper?
"Hmph!"
Ye Qingfeng landed on the ground with a cold and indifferent aura, the Futu Sword flying into his hand.
The scarlet light instantly blossomed, chilling and sinister, as Ye Qingfeng infused his vigorous spiritual power. The concentration of spiritual power within him had already reached the strength of a Mid-level War Emperor.
And this Gu Qingchuan, although possessing the strength of a Mid-level War Emperor, was not something Ye Qingfeng feared with his combat prowess!
A Mid-level War Emperor was not enough to make Ye Qingfeng retreat.
Everyone could feel Ye Qingfeng’s murderous intent, cold and emotionless, and their hearts pounded wildly. This young man was indeed too daring. He actually dared to show killing intent towards the strong of the Immortal Heart Sect. How insane!
However, it seemed that this young man had this level of strength.
"Hmph. Reckless and pretentious, I’ve already seen through you. You can fly in the sky, but that’s because of that peculiar sword in your hand, right? As for yourself, you’re not even a War Emperor Warrior!"
Gu Qingchuan’s face grew slightly cold, paying no heed, staring at Ye Qingfeng indifferently.
Kong Ningshuang’s heart also felt a slight stir. Ye Qingfeng, although formidable, was ultimately limited in strength. Even if he could defeat a War Emperor Warrior, it was merely a Basic-level War Emperor from Korea.
And her master was already a Mid-level War Emperor. Ye Qingfeng could absolutely not be a match!
"To deal with you, I don’t need to become a War Emperor!"
A cold voice faintly emanated from the young man in the sky, as the Futu Sword instantly emitted a fiery red glow, the sharp sword and devouring flames illuminating Ye Qingfeng’s cool face.
"Arrogant brat, let me show you the power of a War Emperor!"
Gu Qingchuan shouted fiercely, taking a step forward, as the strength of a Mid-level War Emperor burst forth instantly, releasing a powerful and terrifying force from between heaven and earth.
The overwhelming pressure swept down, the Mid-level War Emperor’s strength released at this moment, causing hearts to tremble.
Even Su Qiong and Zhao Zhiruo, the two girls who had utmost trust in Ye Qingfeng, couldn’t help but feel a bit scared at this moment. This woman was truly too terrifying.
Was Ye Qingfeng really a match?
"Rise!"
With a cold shout, Gu Qingchuan extended a palm, and it seemed as if the air before her began to solidify, forming a sharp arrow.
This arrow was five meters long, fiery red in color, with surrounding flames burning in mid-air, seemingly containing an endless high temperature capable of burning everything.
"Whoosh!"
The arrow shot out, and the flames became extremely fierce and swift like lightning, burning the air between heaven and earth, rising with the high temperature.
"Boom!"
At this moment, a palm suddenly appeared, similarly formed by the power of heaven and earth, carrying a powerful and frightening pressure as the two collided and exploded.
"Yuan Laodao, what do you mean by this?"
Gu Qingchuan shouted sternly, her face filled with endless anger, glaring fiercely at Yuan Laodao.
It was this old Taoist who had just made a move, actually assisting Ye Qingfeng.
"Heh heh, you’re too overbearing; I, the old Taoist, couldn’t just watch. Is that not allowed?" The old Taoist laughed out loud, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.
Gu Qingchuan’s expression changed dramatically, furious beyond measure.
"Young brother, I, the old Taoist, have high hopes for you. Rest assured, as long as I’m here, this old woman can’t touch you." Yuan Laodao turned to speak.
"No need, I can handle him." Ye Qingfeng said indifferently.
A Mid-level War Emperor, he could completely handle now; what he wanted was not to save his life, but to make Gu Qingchuan submit.
"Yuan Laodao, who are you calling an old woman?" Gu Qingchuan shouted in rage.
Yet, Yuan Laodao utterly ignored Gu Qingchuan and continued, "I understand your incredible talent. However, this old woman has been cultivating for many years. You are still not her match. You can join our White Cloud Temple, there will certainly be opportunities for revenge in the future!"
"I said, no need!"
Ye Qingfeng’s expression remained cold, the Futu Sword in his hand icy and menacing.
Yuan Laodao frowned slightly, admiring both the talent and character of this young man, though regrettably, his arrogance stood out too much.
He, a dignified elder of the White Cloud Temple, was being so ignored.
"Fine, let this young man suffer a bit, understand Gu Qingchuan’s power for some reverence towards the Ancient Martial World; only then will he be willing to join our White Cloud Temple!"
Yuan Laodao thought in his heart, then turned aside.
"Ignorant of life and death!"
Gu Qingchuan’s expression grew even angrier, unable to hold back any longer, the surrounding air instantly surging, preparing to condense once more.
"Haha, interesting, Ye Qingfeng, you’re truly arrogant, aren’t you!"
At that moment, a deep voice resonated through the sky like a great bell, shaking the earth.
Everyone’s hearts stirred.
Right then, a long rainbow appeared over the horizon, and in just a few breaths, a figure stood before the crowd.
Everyone present dramatically changed their expressions in frenzy.
"Ye Qingfeng, never expected you’d dare come to Yanjing to seek death!"
Ye Qingfeng’s gaze slightly narrowed, uttering three words: "Wan Potian!"
Indeed, this unexpected person was the Wan Potian of the Divine Guard, though Ye Qingfeng was not surprised. Wan Potian led the Divine Guard, and Yanjing was their headquarters.
The commotion here was bound to draw Wan Potian, understandable indeed. "Ye Qingfeng, who do you think can save you this time?"
Wan Potian spoke coldly.
Ye Qingfeng’s expression was calm, but Kong Ningshuang’s pretty face changed dramatically, a hint of unease flashing in her eyes.
"Wan Potian, you have a grudge against him as well?" Gu Qingchuan asked with a cold smile.
"If not for your disciple, this guy would have already died by my hands!"
Wan Potian spoke coldly, seemingly with a trace of displeasure.
"My disciple?" Gu Qingchuan frowned, puzzled.
Standing in the void, Wan Potian said indifferently, "I wanted to kill this youth, but your disciple Kong Ningshuang sided with him. She sought Ma Gu’s help and, using the Luosheng Sect’s influence, forced me to stay my hand."
"Ningshuang?" Gu Qingchuan turned, frowning slightly.
"Master, Ye Qingfeng has shown great kindness to our Immortal Heart Sect, having given us important treasures, and is our Immortal Heart Sect’s benefactor!" Kong Ningshuang spoke anxiously.
Whether it was the method for directly absorbing spirit stones or the inheritance of the Panwu Immortal, they were such tremendous secrets making her unable to speak them before so many people.
"Hmph!"
Gu Qingchuan snorted in dissatisfaction.
"Today, I must ensure the death of this Ye Qingfeng. I don’t need you to act. Just keep the people of the Immortal Heart Sect in line." Wan Potian spoke coolly.
What he wanted were Ye Qingfeng’s secrets, things that absolutely should not catch the Ancient Martial World’s interest, thus not wanting anyone else involved.
"Fine, I only want this girl!" Gu Qingchuan pointed to Zhao Zhiruo.