Unable to subdue Qin Feng immediately, Xiao Gan devised a plan to have Sun Teng and the others capture Xiao Fan and the other three.

Sun Teng led the members of the Laughing Proud Gang to respond to the call and surrounded Xiao Fan and his companions. He even personally took action.

A gigantic energy hand appeared above Xiao Fan and his companions. It was enormous, blotting out the sky, and exuded a powerful and heavy aura of a Celestial Emperor, making it suffocating.

This was the first time that Yin Tiantian and Xiao Fan had experienced the Immortal Emperor's oppressive aura up close.

They were only at the True Immortal Realm; to them, this was nothing more than the sky collapsing.

The large hand continued to fall, and Sun Teng constantly observed the four people's reactions.

Yin Tiantian and Xiao Fan, the two True Immortals, were initially flustered, but they quickly regained their composure.

The two people didn't look scared, but rather showed a hint of anticipation and excitement. What was going on?

Sun Teng expressed his bewilderment.

As for the other two, Leng Yuexi and Ao Ling, needless to say, they remained completely calm from beginning to end.

Sun Teng was filled with doubt and surprise. He let the large hand suddenly grab down. Never mind, let's control these people first.

Just as the giant hand was about to reach them, he witnessed a surprising scene.

Ao Ling looked up at the sky, excitedly raised her little fist, and punched the large hand that was grabbing down.

A somewhat immature fist phantom shot into the sky, directly shattering the giant hand.

Sun Teng felt completely disoriented. He had caught Ao Ling's fleeting aura and exclaimed in surprise, "What? You're actually a Celestial Emperor?"

Xiao Yong and the other members of the Xiao Ao Gang were also quite surprised. They thought that Sun Teng, the Immortal Emperor, would be able to take it down smoothly, but unexpectedly, another accident occurred.

Xiao Gan, who was far away, also noticed the situation here. He now knew why Qin Feng wasn't worried before; it turned out they had an early-stage Immortal Emperor.

He looked at Qin Feng suspiciously, "You really trust her that much? She's only at the early stage of Immortal Emperor, while Sun Teng has been at the middle stage of Immortal Emperor for many years. She might not be his match."

Qin Feng said calmly, "Realm doesn't represent combat strength. Aren't I also at the early stage of Immortal Emperor? What can your late stage Immortal Emperor do to me?"

Xiao Gan was speechless, his face turning ashen with anger.

Yes, he was two ranks higher than Qin Feng, but he still couldn't defeat Qin Feng.

His expression turned serious. It seemed that the situation over there couldn't offer him much help, and in the end, he would have to rely on himself.

He snorted coldly, "Is that so? Then just wait and see, the Azure Dragon stirs up the sea."

The spear tip drew circles continuously, moving forward in a rotating motion, faster and faster, constantly stirring the energy field in the vicinity, drawing more and more immortal energy into the great force he created.

Soon, under Xiao Gan's stirring, a powerful storm, hundreds of feet long, formed around the spear.

The roaring sounds were like the cry of a blue dragon.

Xiao Gan was completely engulfed in the hurricane, as if he had transformed into a blue dragon that commanded the wind.

Qin Feng raised an eyebrow, flicked his sword with his finger, and the sword flashed with immortal light, surrounded by purple aura.

He held the Star Sword in both hands and slashed it down fiercely at Xiao Gan.

As Qin Feng moved, streaks of purple light, each a hundred feet long and comparable in size to a storm, appeared.

A fearless, resolute sword intent permeated the air.

A domineering sword aura, capable of killing gods and Buddhas alike, was revealed.

The sword of rebellion is fearless.

With a determined look in his eyes, Qin Feng swiftly slashed at the azure dragon under the cover of a hundred-foot-long purple sword light.

Rumble.

The energy of the sword energy and the storm were intertwined, constantly impacting and consuming each other.

Before they could reach a conclusion, the Star Sword and the spear clashed once again.

The two retreated in unison, at roughly the same distance, staring intently at each other.

The spearhead and the sword's edge both point at the same target.

On another battlefield, Ao Ling, facing Sun Teng's surprised question, raised her little fist and revealed an innocent smile.

"Yeah, aren't you surprised?"

Sun Teng's lips twitched. He was too surprised. One Qin Feng was one thing, but now another Immortal Emperor had appeared.

He dared not underestimate the early stage of Immortal Emperor now; Qin Feng was a cautionary tale.

Sun Teng took a deep breath to calm himself down. He was now in a difficult situation, and he might not be able to defeat this woman.

"Words are useless. Let's see how you are, and see if you are as strong as that person."

Ao Ling said modestly, "No, I think I'm still not as good as Brother Feng."

Sun Teng breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this; it was better that Qin Feng was not as good as him.

But Ao Ling's next words drove him crazy. Her expression was serious, "Hitting you is no problem, are you sure you want to do it?"

Sun Teng's face flushed red, his finger trembled as he pointed at Ao Ling, and he said angrily:

"What a sharp-tongued little brat! Well then, let me show you what I've got. Heavenly Blade: Sky-Splitting Style."

The old man had no sense of martial ethics; he had already started slashing people with a knife before he even finished speaking.

As he wielded his longsword, a hundred-foot-long blade of light shot into the sky, causing the wind and clouds to surge and the world to change color.

The Celestial Emperor's every move influenced the power of heaven and earth, making him extremely terrifying.

The long blade of light split the heavens and earth in two, as if it were a punishment from the heavens, truly tearing space apart.

Ao Ling's current speed allows her to easily dodge, but behind her stand not only Leng Yuexi, but also two True Immortals, Yin Tiantian and Xiao Fan.

She couldn't dodge; she had to take it head-on.

Ao Ling clenched her fist, which instantly covered her with azure and white scales, surrounded by a golden energy.

She roared, "Rising Dragon Fist!"

His fist slammed into the hundred-foot-long blade of light.

Under her guidance, that golden energy merged with her fist strength and intent, forming a golden dragon.

The true dragon roared out, its cry resounding through heaven and earth, its mighty power sweeping towards the blade's edge.

The power and force of Ao Ling's punch were in no way inferior to Sun Teng's Sky-Splitting Strike.

The members of the Laughing Proud Gang were stunned, staring in awe at the majestic dragon that seemed to be cast in gold.

Xiao Fan and Yin Tiantian were also seeing Ao Ling like this for the first time, and they secretly envied her, wondering when they would be able to reach such a level of cultivation.

As the dragon's roar resounded, Sun Teng's expression became extremely solemn. A true expert's skill is immediately apparent, and this stirring dragon's roar seemed genuine.

The golden dragon roared as it locked onto the blade of light. It seemed to be aware of its own power and was very displeased with the blade of light, wanting to destroy it.

Sensing the provocation, the blade's aura grew even more fierce.

In an instant, the two collided.

Bang.

The massive clash of energy produced a deafening explosion.

Rumble.

The noise continued for a long time without subsiding.

The golden dragon and the hundred-foot-long blade of light gradually disappeared, ending in a draw.

The ripples of energy did not stop; they continued to spread in all directions, pushing the onlookers further away.

Sun Teng's face turned grim. As expected, things were taking a turn for the worse; this girl was no simple character either.

Ao Ling remained calm, and when she saw Sun Teng looking over, she even smiled back.