Gu Changqing went up to the second floor and saw that there were many people waiting to have weapons forged. He went up to the third floor and there were still many people queuing to have weapons forged. When he went up to the fourth floor, he found that there were far fewer people. It was obvious to anyone that there were fewer and fewer people on each floor. As the fee increased on each floor, fewer and fewer people were having weapons forged. By the time he reached the fiftieth floor, there was almost no one left.
Before long, Gu Changqing arrived at the entrance of the ninety-eighth floor. Just as he was about to go up, he found a guard standing on the stairs.
This guard was about nine feet tall, wearing golden armor and carrying a sword at his waist. He was handsome and extraordinary, like a beautiful sight, and exuded an aura of a celestial king.
Gu Changqing glanced at him, ignored him, and walked straight upstairs.
Unexpectedly, he suddenly stretched out his arm and blocked Gu Changqing's path.
Gu Changqing was slightly taken aback and said, puzzled, "What do you mean by this, fellow Daoist? I have no grudge against you and we are complete strangers. Why are you blocking my way? Do you intend to make things difficult for me?"
The guard, however, spoke with an air of authority and seriousness: "Fellow Daoist, please wait. My Holy Lord is forging weapons inside and has specifically instructed everyone not to enter. Please leave immediately!"
“This place isn’t yours to own. Your Holy Lord can enter, so why can’t I? I’m going to go in anyway, so what can you do to me, fellow Daoist?” Gu Changqing said with a displeased expression.
Damn it, you're just a nobody Celestial King, how dare you act so arrogantly here?
I am a ninth-level Immortal Emperor, yet you dare to block my path? You are truly courting death, do you have a death wish?
"Please leave, fellow Daoist, or don't blame the sword for being merciless," the guard said coldly.
Gu Changqing frowned and sneered, "Do you know how powerful an Immortal Emperor is?"
What? An Immortal Emperor?
The guard looked puzzled; he hadn't sensed the Immortal Emperor's aura.
Then, the guard gave Gu Changqing a cold look, drew his sword, pointed it at his nose, and said coldly, "You're really courting death. I'll say it one last time: my Holy Lord is forging weapons inside. Anyone who trespasses will be killed without mercy!"
After saying this, the guard raised his sword and suddenly flashed towards Gu Changqing, his movements powerful and awe-inspiring.
Seeing this, Gu Changqing remained calm and composed, without saying a word, and slapped him across the face.
With a sudden "bang," a dark figure was sent flying backward, crashing through the wall and disappearing without a trace. Only a trail of blood mist remained in the void along its path; nothing else was left.
Because the walls were broken, the entire tower was shaking violently, and those unaware of the situation might have thought an earthquake had occurred.
With a pop, a weak figure returned to the spot, lying on the ground panting heavily.
Gu Changqing looked closely and saw that it was the guard from before. However, now only his soul remained. His physical body had long been destroyed. He was lying on the ground, barely breathing, spitting out blood and panting heavily, like a stray dog. He no longer had the arrogant and domineering appearance he had just had.
It's clear that the slap not only shattered his physical body but also severely injured his soul, making a drop in his cultivation level almost inevitable.
Gu Changqing took another careful look and saw that the man's cultivation level was indeed falling like flowing water, dropping three realms in the blink of an eye, just like water flowing downhill.
Gu Changqing snorted coldly and said, "If you have the guts, try stopping me again and see what happens?"
"Please...Please have mercy, sir! I...I will never dare to stop you again. Please have mercy!" the guard stammered, begging for forgiveness.
He now only has his soul left, and he cannot withstand even one palm strike from the other party. If the other party makes another move, he will immediately die without a burial place.
"It's too late to beg for mercy now. I, Gu, always seek revenge. You deserve it. Who told you to look down on me and insist on making trouble for me? You deserve it!" Gu Changqing refused without any politeness.
Gu Changqing then slapped him again without giving him a chance to speak. Instantly, with a bang, the man's soul exploded. His pitiful cries for mercy could be faintly heard, but then nothing more happened.
The spot was deserted; the man was dead, his body torn to pieces.
With no one blocking his way anymore, Gu Changqing smiled and went up to the ninety-ninth floor without any hindrance.
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