Seeing the lightning power being annihilated, Gu Yifeng's eyes gradually sharpened. He waved his hand, and thirty-six sharp swords floated in the air, their sword energy ringing out and their killing intent fierce.
"Kill!" Gu Yifeng uttered a cold shout, and thirty-six longswords slashed down simultaneously. Sword light crisscrossed the void, and destructive sword energy fell wildly down, as if to engulf everything, bury the void, and suppress all existence.
At that moment, the heavens and earth changed color.
A smile appeared on the lips of the black-robed youth, and his body suddenly moved. He swept through the void like lightning, moving with incredible speed, and in an instant, he landed in front of Gu Yifeng. He stretched out his palm, and boundless spiritual energy gathered in his palm, transforming into a huge fist imprint, carrying a terrifying power.
As the fist imprint solidified completely, the surrounding space seemed to collapse and shatter. Thunderous sounds rang out, and countless destructive fist imprints unleashed endless brilliant light, surging towards Gu Yi Peak like a tidal wave, sealing off all directions of Gu Yi Peak.
"Thump, thump, thump..." Heavy footsteps rang out, and fist imprints slammed into Gu Yifeng's body. Gu Yifeng groaned and flew backward, spitting out blood that stained the space in front of him.
The crowd was utterly shocked. This was indeed the Holy Son of the Ancient Clan, living up to his reputation!
"Pfft..." Gu Yifeng spat out another mouthful of blood, his face pale. He stared at the black-robed youth and said, "I admit defeat."
"You are strong, but today, you must die." The black-robed youth's eyes were resolute and ruthless, as if he had made up his mind, and he suddenly rushed out.
"If you want to take my life, then try it!" Gu Yifeng's expression turned cold, and he suddenly slapped out his palm. Instantly, countless golden lotus leaves fluttered out, enveloping the black-robed youth and trapping him inside.
The young man in black robes revealed a hint of mockery on his face and said indifferently, "A trivial skill."
As soon as he finished speaking, the space around his body trembled violently, and an invisible force emanated from it. The golden lotus leaves shattered one by one, unable to withstand the invasion of the invisible force. He continued to walk forward as if strolling in a garden, letting the golden lotus leaves fall around him without hindering his speed in the slightest. They didn't even damage the hem of his clothes, as if they were easily destroyed.
"What terrifying defensive power!" The crowd's gazes froze in mid-air, their faces blank with shock, their hearts pounding uncontrollably. How could his defense be so formidable?
What kind of monster is this?
Gu Yifeng was also deeply shocked by the black-robed youth's defensive power. He knew that the black-robed youth's strength had definitely reached the Emperor Realm level, and was among the top tier. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to have such a strong physical body. Even ordinary Emperor Realm experts might not have such a physical body. How did this guy manage to do it?
"Who are you?" Gu Yifeng's tone calmed down. He finally realized that he had underestimated his opponent. Even if he possessed an Emperor Weapon, it would be useless for someone at the Tongming Realm to repel his attack. He had lost this battle.
"My name is Cang Wuhen. Remember my name," the black-robed youth said coldly. After saying that, he turned and left, leaving Gu Yifeng standing alone in the void.
For a long time, Gu Yifeng remained standing there, stunned and unresponsive, his mind still stuck on the previous two sentences.
Cang Wuhen.
He had heard of this name before. In the Eastern Wilderness City, the Cang Clan was a renowned clan with tens of millions of members. They had a strong influence in the Eight Wilderness Domains, and even the powerful clans of the other three domains would give the Cang Clan some face. This was why Gu Yifeng would call the black-robed youth the Holy Son.
Moreover, the Cang clan has marriage alliances with the other three regions. One of the Cang clan's princesses married into the Beidou Palace and became his wife. In this way, he and the black-robed youth are relatives.
Therefore, the young man in the black robe was the fourth in his generation.
Cang Wuhen, a direct descendant of the Cang clan, is twenty-five years old and has reached the peak of the ninth level of the Profound Realm. He cultivates a powerful divine ability left behind by Cang Tianxiao, the Azure Sky Technique, which states, "Under the Azure Sky, I alone am supreme."
His weapon was also a top-tier treasure, named the Celestial Ruler.
The Celestial Ruler is a top-grade imperial weapon, containing the will of the heavens. Its power is extremely strong. Although it is far inferior to the Celestial Decree Halberd, its power is still comparable to ordinary imperial weapons.
In the previous exchange, Cang Wuhen used an imperial artifact, the Heavenly Ruler, which directly crushed Gu Yifeng's attack and injured him.
Cang Wuhen is indeed qualified to be Gu Yifeng's opponent.
"The defensive power he just displayed has probably surpassed the Emperor Realm. No wonder he dared to say that. His cultivation years are probably no less than two hundred years old." Everyone sighed inwardly.
A figure from two hundred years ago, his cultivation level is probably even stronger. Gu Yifeng has absolutely no chance of winning.
As for Gu Yifeng, he is already at the first level of the Emperor Realm, and he is only one step away from breaking through to the second level of the Emperor Realm. As long as he is given enough opportunities and time, he may be able to break through smoothly.
But now, time doesn't allow him to break through, so he can only fail. His failure proves that his potential is indeed inferior to Cang Wuhen's.
"You've lost." A chilling voice rang in Gu Yifeng's ears. His gaze suddenly turned to the black-robed youth, and a look of anger and resentment appeared on his face. He was not convinced!
However, whether he wanted to admit it or not, the outcome was already decided: he had lost!
Gu Yifeng bent his knees slightly and knelt directly on the ground, looking dejected, and said, "I have lost."
He lost this battle decisively, without a doubt.
This caused many members of the ancient clans to tremble involuntarily, their hearts filled with complex emotions. Gu Yifeng had actually been defeated. Among his peers, how many were worthy of him becoming his disciple?
"If you are no match for them, you can simply forfeit. There's no need to force yourself like this," the black-robed youth said calmly.
“It’s not that I’m unwilling to give up, but I promised my father that I would protect the ancient clan. How can I break my promise? Since I made a promise, I must keep it. Even if I know I will lose, I will not break my oath to my father.” Gu Yifeng slowly raised his head, his eyes showing determination. Then he looked at Cang Wuhen and solemnly clasped his hands, saying, “Please accept me as your disciple.”
Gu Yifeng's actions left the surrounding crowd speechless; he actually wanted to become Cang Wuhen's disciple.
Among the younger generation of the ancient clan, Gu Yifeng is the most talented, but he still chose to give up the ancient clan competition and willingly follow Cang Wuhen, simply because he did not want to break his promise to his father.
"I do want to take on a disciple, and you are very suitable," Cang Wuhen said calmly. He was extremely arrogant and, apart from a few emperors of the ancient clans, no one else was qualified to be his disciple.
A hint of joy appeared in Gu Yifeng's eyes, and then he respectfully said, "Disciple greets Master."
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