"Hehe, I naturally saw it, but so what? I'm never afraid of trouble. If you think these words can threaten me, then I'll have to disappoint you." Gu Changqing stroked his chin and smiled indifferently.
The people around were all stunned.
Holy crap, this guy actually dares to challenge the big shot like this, does he have some kind of powerful background?
"Hmph, then we'll see how capable you are." The demonic cultivator sneered, and with a wave of his hand, his chest blazed with red light, his aura surging as violently as before, terrifying beyond measure.
Then a blood-soaked hand burst forth from his body, its bloody fingernails terrifyingly sharp. It raised its hand, tearing through space, and viciously grabbed at Gu Changqing.
"This blood hand is my trump card, nurtured over 30,000 years. It is extremely fast and incredibly lethal. No one has ever escaped its clutches. Its fearsome reputation is widespread. Today, you will die under this blood hand. You can boast about it for the rest of your life." After releasing the blood hand, the demonic cultivator laughed wildly.
He then glanced at the flying boat on the horizon and sneered, "Don't worry, after you die, that beautiful young woman will belong to me. I will take good care of her for you."
Upon seeing the bloody hand burst forth from the chest once more, everyone present felt a jolt of fear and their scalps tingled.
Just now, this ghostly hand could have easily killed the Saint King. Now that it has reappeared, they were so frightened that they almost suffocated.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, something happened that shocked everyone.
Gu Changqing took a step, and his figure appeared tens of thousands of miles away, as if shrinking the earth to an inch, flying directly to the horizon, becoming invisible even as a black dot.
Even with its incredible speed, the bloody hand was no match for it; it couldn't even get close to its opponent.
The demonic cultivator's expression changed.
This person is incredibly fast, who is he?
A loud laugh came from the horizon: "Hahaha, what a ghostly hand! I thought it could catch up with me, but it can't even catch up with a single step of mine. I'm truly disappointed."
The demonic cultivator's face darkened, filled with shame and anger. He immediately began forming hand seals with a "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" sound. In an instant, the speed of his ghostly hand increased countless times, tearing through space with a hissing sound as it reached out to grab something tens of thousands of miles away.
Everyone was astonished to discover that the bloody hand was actually over 100,000 miles long. My god, what kind of hand is this? It's like a tentacle! It's terrifying!
"Don't waste your energy. If you can catch up with me, I'll kill myself right here." Gu Changqing smiled faintly and took another step.
In an instant, another 108,000 li had passed, and Ghost Hand was once again left far behind.
Everyone was stunned, speechless, and unable to breathe.
Holy crap, who is this guy? His footwork alone is so amazing.
The demonic cultivator's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, extremely ugly.
Each time he activated this ghostly hand, it consumed a lot of his spiritual energy. Although he could catch up again now, his opponent could instantly create distance with just one step. Compared to that, he couldn't keep up at all. It was like he was hurting himself while harming the enemy. He felt disgusted, as if he had swallowed a fly. He never expected to encounter a master today.
"Come back if you have the guts! What kind of skill is it to just run away!" The demonic cultivator sneered and withdrew his ghostly hand.
Gu Changqing strolled back leisurely, stroking his chin and chuckling with amusement, "Hehe, fellow Daoist's trump card has truly broadened my horizons. It's so bad that you can't even keep up with my pace. Sigh, it's too awful, utterly awful."
One sentence was enough to enrage the demonic cultivator, whose face turned pale and then red.
He roared, and instantly a bloody hand burst forth from his chest. This time, the entire bloody hand turned black, and the blood on it also turned black, making it look even more terrifying. At the same time, a chilling aura erupted, like the hand of hell coming to claim a life.
Everyone who saw this felt a chill run down their spines and retreated hastily.
In an instant, the bloody hand arrived in front of Gu Changqing, only three centimeters away from his face, and people next to him were already sweating profusely.
Gu Changqing remained calm and unhurried, without using any techniques, and simply slapped the other person across the face.
"Heh, you think you can shatter my bloody hand with just one slap?" The demonic cultivator sneered.
Gu Changqing ignored him and suddenly slammed his palm onto the blood hand. With a deafening "boom," the blood hand crumbled into pieces!
Hiss hiss hiss~~
The last remaining segment of the blood hand quickly retracted into the demonic cultivator's chest, as if it had sensed the demon god.
But Gu Changqing reacted quickly, his palm strike continuing forward, slamming into the demonic cultivator's chest with a deafening roar. The base of his bloody hand exploded into a flower-like shape, and a large hole burst open in the demonic cultivator's chest, gushing out blood in a horrifying sight!
"Holy crap!"
"Who...who is this person? Holy crap, awesome!"
Everyone was taken aback and looked at each other in surprise.
"Ugh..." The demonic cultivator let out a heart-wrenching wail, feeling as if his entire skeleton was about to be shattered. If it weren't for the protective magic treasure he had on hand, he would have been smashed into a bloody mist by the opponent!
Even so, the magic weapon exploded into fragments, turning into a sky full of sparks!
He was shocked. His two trump cards were gone just like that.
"Stop! I was wrong today. I suddenly remembered that my nephew is about to be born, and I'm going to be an uncle. I'll take my leave now." The demonic cultivator left these words and turned to leave.
However, Gu Changqing took a step forward and blocked his way.
"What nephew or uncle? Where did your arrogance go? How about I send you on your way? I kill people incredibly fast, like a painless abortion. Dying at my hands is enough for you to brag about for a lifetime." Gu Changqing looked him up and down with great interest, stroking his chin as he spoke.
He then slapped her across the face.
Instantly, the void shattered, and a terrifying shockwave spread in all directions like a nuclear explosion. A blue sphere appeared in the palm of the hand, displaying mountains and rivers, sunrise and sunset... everything imaginable, as if it were a real world. This was the Immortal Technique: World in the Palm.
The demonic cultivator was terrified. He quickly raised his hand and summoned a shield for defense. At the same time, he took a deep breath and absorbed tens of thousands of spirit stones. Then, he struck out with his palm, and a surge of spiritual power was instantly transmitted from his body to the shield.
The shield immediately shone with a dark light, its defensive power increasing dramatically. In an instant, it transformed into a majestic Great Wall blocking the way, like a long and formidable pass, shimmering with brilliant starlight, as solid as a rock.
"boom!"
When the palm struck the shield, the shield shattered instantly, crumbling into pieces like worthless sand!
Because the demonic cultivator's arm was still channeling spiritual energy into the shield, this palm strike caused his arm to explode as well, from head to toe. In the blink of an eye, half of his body began to explode, with blood and bone fragments spurting out like they were free!
At this moment, Gu Changqing's palm did not stop, and continued to slap forward.
"No! Fellow Daoist, have mercy!" The demonic cultivator was shocked and hurriedly shouted.
Bang!
Gu Changqing coldly shook his head and slapped him with his palm. The demonic cultivator immediately coughed up a mouthful of blood, feeling as if he had been hit by a meteorite from outer space. His whole body trembled as if he had been electrocuted and was crushed into a meat patty on the spot, his body and soul destroyed!
He was slapped into mincemeat!
The entire audience was stunned; no one could utter a word.
Anyone would be shocked, their eyelids bulging and their whole body going cold.
"A mere Great Sage dares to show off his meager skills in front of me, Gu Changqing?" Gu Changqing sneered, waved his hand at the corpse, and the spiritual fruit from before flew out and was caught in his hand.
Then, with a flick of his sleeve, he vanished into thin air.
Much later, everyone was shocked and realized what had happened.
Immediately, a group of people bowed to his retreating figure from afar and exclaimed, "Awesome!"
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