Hu Le didn't want to argue with the old man, so he pointed his bamboo cane at him and laughed, "Old man, stop talking nonsense! Bring it on!"
"You think I'm afraid of you!"
Seeing that Hu Le dared to be arrogant even when surrounded by so many people, the old man was furious.
"My children! Charge! Crush this scoundrel to dust!"
"Yes, Ancestor!"
The Qilin clan members responded in unison, brandishing their weapons and rushing towards Hu Le, looking as if they were determined to tear him to pieces.
Hu Le sneered, grabbed his bamboo staff, and charged into the crowd. With a swing of the staff, he instantly knocked more than a dozen people off the clouds.
However, the Qilin clan was numerous. Just as he had defeated a few, more and more people kept coming to his aid.
Hu Le simply wrapped the Kan Di Gen Kun Flag around his body, and his body was surrounded by radiant light. When the weapons that the crowd offered were brought forward, they were immediately deflected by the light.
Within this small space, Hu Le's figure flickered, unleashing the full power of his Pangu True Form. A bamboo staff flew up and down, creating numerous shadows.
In an instant, it was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, or a dragon churning the sea.
Wherever they went, men and horses fell, and not a single enemy could withstand them.
"Pah! A bunch of useless trash! Get out of the way!"
Seeing that the number of people was too great to be of any use, the old man cursed and charged forward with his whisk.
The crowd made way for the old man.
Seeing this, Hu Le pointed above his head, and the Hunyuan Cauldron, which was suspended on the auspicious cloud, suddenly flew up, wrapped in a ball of five-colored light, and crashed into the old man.
Seeing the bronze cauldron approaching with fierce force, the patriarch knew it was not to be underestimated. Moreover, seeing his clansmen all around him, he could not easily retreat for the sake of his family's reputation.
He flicked his whisk, unleashing a beam of primordial Yin-Yang divine light that charged towards the churning Primordial Cauldron.
In an instant, five-colored rays of light shone brightly, and black and white radiance also soared into the sky.
The next second, the Hunyuan Cauldron flew back and landed back on Hu Le's auspicious cloud.
The divine light of Yin and Yang immediately disintegrated.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, the old man leaned forward, flicked his whisk, and the dust threads instantly entangled Hu Le's bamboo staff. The innate Yin-Yang divine light surged out, transforming into two intertwined black and white streams of energy that continuously swirled around the bamboo staff.
Hu Le heard a series of crisp cracking sounds. Looking down, he saw that the bamboo staff was covered with cracks under the strangulation of the Yin-Yang Divine Light.
The old man flicked his whisk, instantly shredding the bamboo cane to pieces.
Hu Le took a step back, holding the broken half of the bamboo cane in his hand. With a flick of his wrist, the bamboo cane returned to its original shape.
However, although it looks no different from when it was intact, the bamboo staff has lost much of its spiritual power after being broken and reassembled. It will take some time to nurture it with the power of one's primordial spirit before it can be truly restored to its original state.
As for the battles to come, it's not advisable to continue using it.
Otherwise, if it breaks again, it will be very difficult to restore it in the future.
Just as Hu Le retreated, several Qilin clansmen attacked from behind, raising their weapons to slash at his back.
However, Hu Le was protected by the Kan Di Gen Kun Flag, and those people could not harm him in the slightest.
All the weapons were swept aside by the glow emanating from the banner.
Hu Le tucked the bamboo staff into his waistband, took a deep breath, and his body instantly expanded, transforming into a giant sixteen feet tall.
He grabbed a member of the Qilin clan next to him, squeezed his fist tightly, and crushed him instantly.
Then the old man came with a whisk to brush it.
He simply shook the Kan-Gen-Kun flag and then swept the whisk away.
At the same time, he stepped forward and punched the old man in the chest.
Hu Le's Pangu True Form has already achieved a certain level of mastery, and the power of his fists is no less than that of wielding a bamboo staff.
When the old man saw Hu Le throw a punch, he didn't take it seriously. He flicked his whisk, and thousands of wisps of dust scattered and wrapped around the fist.
A loud bang.
The Yin-Yang divine light flowing on the whisk instantly dissipated, the dust strands rolled back, and the old man, unable to withstand the force, retreated several steps in the void.
If these two spirit whisks weren't innate spiritual treasures, possessing near-immortality and indestructibility, they would probably have been shattered by this punch long ago.
Hu Le knocked the old man away with a punch, and then dozens of Qilin clansmen rushed towards him.
"Hmph! You mere ants dare to court death!"
Hu Le snorted coldly, flicked his fingers like a knife and swept them horizontally, a sharp burst of energy flashed past, instantly cutting everyone in half at the waist.
Then he stepped forward, caught up with the old man, and stretched out a palm the size of a palm fan to grab at the old man.
The palm was filled with a chaotic mass, and white vortexes swirled between the five fingers.
Having just learned his lesson, the old man merely flicked his whisk, unleashing a burst of Yin-Yang divine light that momentarily blocked the giant hand. He then slid backward and raised his hand to unleash a Primordial Earthly Divine Thunder.
Hu Le simply pressed his large hand down, and the Wuji Divine Thunder was scattered before it could fully explode.
He glanced at the dense crowd around him and grew impatient, so he gave up chasing the old man.
With his right palm outstretched, the space of the universe within his palm instantly took shape.
A powerful suction force spread out in all directions.
"ah!"
"Oh no! This is bad!"
"What kind of supernatural power is this?"
"..."
Amidst chaotic shouts of alarm, one after another, members of the Qilin clan were involuntarily thrown into the air, appearing like dumplings being dropped into his palm.
Only a few with decent cultivation managed to break free from the pull of that power and escape.
The remaining thousands of clansmen all fell into Hu Le's hands.
The next moment, he flipped his palm, and the space formed by the universe in his palm shattered, turning into a patch of earth, fire, water, and wind. Almost all of those Qilin clansmen turned to ashes.
In the past, Hu Le might not have been so ruthless as to kill so many people.
After all, as a cultivator who practices Qi cultivation, excessive killing might diminish one's own merit and destiny, leading to karmic entanglement and malevolent energy, which would be detrimental to future enlightenment.
Even worse, once one's mind is clouded by malevolent energy, one might inadvertently fall into a deadly trap and find it difficult to escape.
But with the rise of homicide today, those other considerations are no longer relevant.
Besides, he was confident that he had enough merit and good fortune, so losing such a small amount was nothing to him and he didn't need to worry about it at all...
The remaining Qilin clansmen were terrified at the sight and couldn't help but retreat a few steps.
If it weren't for the patriarch watching over them, they would have scattered like birds and beasts long ago.
"You brat! How cruel you are!"
"Our ancestor will fight you to the death!"
The old man cried out in anguish, his eyes bloodshot, and brandished his whisk as he charged at Hu Le.
"I was afraid you wouldn't come!"
Hu Le raised the Kan Di Gen Kun Flag and waved it, brushing away the whisk. At the same time, he shook it again, and the flag unfolded, wrapping around the old man.
However, the Kan Di Gen Kun Banner was not an offensive treasure after all. The old man turned around and avoided the banner's entanglement.
With a thought, Hu Le summoned the Hunyuan Cauldron above his head, which flew up into the air and transformed into a small mountain as it fell, enveloping the old man within it.
"not good!"
Upon falling into the cauldron, the old man realized something was wrong. He raised his hand and unleashed a burst of divine lightning, dispersing the primordial energy that had been coiling around him. At the same time, he leaped out of the cauldron.
"How could you possibly leave!"
Hu Le sneered and slapped the cauldron with his palm...
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