"Hehehe..." A wild laugh resounded through the heaven and earth.

Gu Qingfeng looked at Ye Wuyou, who had broken through to become a Xuanxian, with satisfaction. His heart was filled with joy, even happier than when he had broken through himself.

"My son Wuyou, you really have the qualities of an Immortal King. You are indeed worthy of being my good son!"

As he spoke, he pulled the remaining twenty celestial beings into the gate of Hades, feeling the power surging in his body and becoming happier and happier.

At this time, Ye Wuyou, who had a terrifying aura and strange blood flames burning on his body, looked over, his eyes filled with undisguised murderous intent.

The powerful force brought him strong confidence, and the terror of the demon baby was more perfectly manifested in the Xuanxian stage.

"Godfather." Ye Wuyou suddenly said.

"What's the matter, my son?"

"My son has now broken through to become a Xuanxian, and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, but he is not very skilled in controlling the power. My godfather, you are very powerful. Wuyou begs me to help him improve my strength." Ye Wuyou stared straight at Gu Qingfeng, trying to see a hint of fear on his face.

If he saw any fear or trepidation, Ye Wuyou would definitely kill his father.

The reason for this test is because he cannot be sure of his adoptive father's strength. No matter how he looks at it, his adoptive father is just a mortal. But the question is, can a mortal be able to defeat an immortal with one punch?

This shows that my godfather may have mastered some secret method to hide his strength, or some secret treasure.

Judging from the strength that his adoptive father had shown before, it was roughly equivalent to the level of a Xuanxian, so Ye Wuyou was testing him like this.

He didn't dare to say anything too definitive, such as saying directly that a real man born between heaven and earth should not be depressed and live under someone else's control for long.

This is equivalent to breaking off relations. What if we can’t win?

"Hehehe..." Gu Qingfeng laughed heartily. He was just worrying about finding an excuse to spar with Ye Wuyou. After all, the other person had just broken through to the Xuanxian level. It would be a waste if he didn't take advantage of him.

But he was too embarrassed to say it directly. What if he hurt the pure feelings between father and son?

Now, the thoughtful Wuyou elder has taken the initiative to bring it up.

Gu Qingfeng wanted to ask, where can I find a second good boy like this?

"It's rare that my son is so motivated. Well, let me teach you a little. Go all out and show me your skills."

A hint of murderous intent flashed across Ye Wuyou's eyes, but he clasped his fists and said respectfully, "I'm sorry, foster father!"

Although he said he was offended, his hands did not slow down at all. He used the violent power of the Xuanxian level without reservation.

"Nine Netherworld Fire Spears!"

A spear that was completely black, crystal clear, and burning with terrifying blood flames appeared in the void.

This spear was condensed by Ye Wuyou's full strength, and the tip of the spear shone with a cold and sharp light, as if it was a magic weapon in the hands of a demon, carrying a gloomy and strange blood flame, and exuding a strong sense of foreboding.

This was the new magical power that Ye Wuyou comprehended after breaking through to the Xuanxian level. Being a filial son, he took it out to show his adoptive father for his appreciation immediately.

Gu Qingfeng looked at the mighty Nine Netherworld Fire Spears and his eyes lit up. He was just about to enjoy it to his heart's content, but when he saw Ye Wuyou's expectant eyes, he immediately changed his mind.

He didn't want to undermine Haodaer's self-confidence too much.

So he decided to use his hands instead of just standing there and taking it, which would be too discouraging.

So, Gu Qingfeng raised his hand and pointed at the tip of the spear.

Ye Wuyou on the side was instantly ecstatic. He did not expect Gu Qingfeng to be so arrogant. The Nine Nether Fire Spear was the most domineering and insidious. The terrifying Nine Nether Fire was condensed inside. Not to mention the Xuanxian, even if a Jinxian came, he would be in trouble if he was injured.

For this move, you either have to use magic power to counter it or to dodge it. Using your body to take it head-on is definitely the stupidest choice. No matter how strong your body is, the Nine Netherworld Fire will rot your flesh in the first place, and the spear tip will separate them, destroying the vitality of the entire arm with ease.

The revenge will be taken today!

However, the next second, Ye Wuyou was stunned.

Gu Qingfeng's fingers touched the Nine Netherworld Fire Spear. In an instant, it was as if time stopped. The Nine Netherworld Fire Spear was fixed there, as if it had hit an unshakable sacred mountain.

No matter how fierce the Nine Netherworld Fire was, it could not burn Gu Qingfeng's fingers at all.

"How is this possible?!" Ye Wuyou looked at Gu Qingfeng in shock, as if a magnitude 10 earthquake had occurred in his heart.

He could never understand why, even though he had made a breakthrough, he felt that the gap between them had widened.

Damn it, my adoptive father hid himself too deeply. He is at least a Golden Immortal, maybe even a Daluo Golden Immortal!

“You have just broken through to the Xuanxian realm and already have such strength. My son Wuyou is worthy of being an Immortal King! But as a father, I suggest that it would be best to replace the spear with a Fang Tian Huaji, which should double its power.” Gu Qingfeng praised.

Ye Wuyou forced a smile and said, "Thank you for your praise, godfather. You are truly powerful. Even if Wuyou tried his best, he could not defeat one finger of yours."

Gu Qingfeng thought to himself, if you compete with me, you will never be able to do so in this lifetime, not even if you break through to become an Immortal King.

"May I ask, godfather, what is your level of cultivation?" Ye Wuyou asked tentatively.

Gu Qingfeng is such an honest person, he would never lie to his eldest son, he said bluntly: "Your father is just an ordinary mortal."

Ye Wuyou: “…”

The conversation between the two ended unpleasantly.

"Godfather, Wuyou has just made a breakthrough. Please allow me to go back and practice."

"Okay, go ahead."

Just as he was about to leave, Ye Wuyou suddenly remembered something and asked, "Oh, by the way, foster father, although I don't know why you want to kill the immortal official, now that things have come to this, you'd better run away quickly. The power of the Xingji Immortal Dynasty has already reached an appalling level."

Ye Wuyou didn't want to die, he also wanted to become an Immortal King, so he hurried to persuade Gu Qingfeng.

Just as Gu Qingfeng was about to speak, suddenly, the earth and the sky trembled, the void shook, and the world changed color!

The sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and a huge human face like a god slowly emerged.

"Neither of you can leave today!"

When Ye Wuyou saw this scene, his face changed instantly because he felt a terrifying aura from the person who came.

The aura of the Golden Immortal!

"Godfather, please leave!" Ye Wuyou roared.

Of course, he was not concerned about Gu Qingfeng, but the two of them were now tied to the same rope. The chance of him escaping was zero, so he naturally had to follow the stronger Gu Qingfeng.

"Want to leave? Humph! Ten Thousand Thunder Prison!"

The huge human face in the sky snorted coldly, and suddenly thousands of divine thunders fell from the sky, covering Gu Qingfeng and Ye Wuyou.

The huge human face looked at the two people who were as small as ants, and said indifferently: "You dared to slaughter the lower and middle boundary gates one after another, and regarded the laws of the Xingji Immortal Dynasty as nothing. Your crimes are heinous. Today, I will punish you two."

Ye Wuyou's face instantly turned pale: "It's over, it's all over, I'm dead."

Gu Qingfeng patted Ye Wuyou's shoulder with a look of contempt, and said calmly: "Don't panic, my son. As long as your father is here, the sky will not fall."