The blade's light flashed and then vanished.
Magician Shen Wudao stood there petrified, and in the next breath, a line of blood appeared at his brow, then spread downwards.
His body split in two.
And as Magician Shen Wudao perished, the Vajra Buddha within the black fog was completely resurrected, the layers of chains shattered, and an extremely terrifying chill burst forth.
A fearsome roar shook all sides, making Gu Peng and others feel an indescribable oppression, making their breathing much more difficult.
The Evil Spirit had resurrected!
Like a demon emerging in the world!
Gu Qingfeng's expression remained cold. At the very moment the Vajra Buddha resurrected, his Evil Slayer Blade had already slashed through the air, the latter instinctively raised its hand to block, but could not withstand the force of the blade.
An arm separated from the body.
A torrent of black blood surged forth.
As if suffering the erosion of some terrible poison.
The intense pain from losing an arm made the Vajra Buddha's expression grow even more furious, its blood-red eyes appearing to desire nothing more than to completely devour Gu Qingfeng.
Only to see the opponent's intact left arm punching out, the black fog surged, and the air itself seemed to be completely frozen by the cold aura.
Gu Qingfeng unafraid, "I've killed Shen Wudao. A mere Evil Spirit that was sealed within, what waves can it possibly make?"
The Evil Slayer Blade glinted coldly, and in a blink of an eye, it had slashed out dozens, if not hundreds of times, leaving frighteningly ferocious wounds all over the Vajra Buddha's body.
Then one saw the Vajra Buddha's flesh suddenly shatter.
The head split in two, and the massive body further disintegrated into numerous pieces, yet the Evil Spirit's life force, which was said to defy the heavens, even to this degree, ultimately did not fall truly.
Seeing that the Evil Spirit's corpse was eerily writhing, attempting to self-heal, Gu Qingfeng's expression was cold.
Gu Peng did not dare to delay, rushing to the interior of the carriage. Soon he emerged, carrying a Golden Coffin.
Gu Qingfeng opened the lid of the coffin. Seeing the corpse almost fully healed, he promptly threw it into the Golden Coffin and then covered the lid, completely sealing it inside.
Gu Qingfeng's palm slid over the blade, blood gushing from the wound, and his blood dropped onto the surface of the Golden Coffin. The terrifying vitality suppressed the previously violently shaking lid until it suddenly quieted down.
This was another method Gu Qingfeng had found to suppress the Evil Spirit.
But it required gold to aid it.
The vitality of a powerful martial artist was both a great supplement and a great restraint for an Evil Spirit.
Especially now that Gu Qingfeng had achieved Perfect Bone Refining and his cultivation had stepped into the Refining Organ Fifth Realm, his blood's power had already been condensed to a terrifying degree.
Under these circumstances, with the Golden Coffin already sealing the Evil Spirit, using blood to suppress it was naturally an easy task.
Gu Qingfeng looked outside the Divine Fist Sect.
A powerful presence was approaching.
He saw a middle-aged man in white clothes approaching at a leisurely pace.
Each step seemed simple, yet it allowed him to instantly traverse several meters, and in just a few breaths' time, the man had arrived here.
When he witnessed the tragic state of the Divine Fist Sect, and the remnants of the cold, sinister aura in the air, his brow suddenly twitched up, and upon seeing the Golden Coffin, his expression finally underwent a subtle change.
"I hadn't expected Shen Wudao to actually be killed by you!"
Duan Ping gazed deeply at Gu Qingfeng.
The strength of the person before him left him in shock.
Originally, after receiving news that the Gu Family Manor was prepared to make a move against the Divine Fist Sect, Duan Ping had headed straight for the Divine Fist Sect, but he hadn't anticipated arriving a step too late.
The Divine Fist Sect had been annihilated.
Shen Wudao had fallen.
Judging from the looks of it, the Evil Spirit resurrected within the opponent's body had been suppressed by the person before him.
"Are you one of Pei Jing's men?"
Gu Qingfeng's expression was indifferent.
He could tell that the aura emanating from Duan Ping was exceptionally powerful, indicating that he must also be a Master-level martial artist.
With hands clasped behind his back, Duan Ping said, "I, Duan Ping, am an elder of the Tianyang Sword Sect. Divine Martial King Pei Jing is a man Enjoy reading on NovelHub - your free online novel platform. Now that the Divine Fist Sect has submitted to Pei Jing, it is tantamount to being under our Tianyang Sword Sect.
By exterminating the Divine Fist Sect and killing Shen Wudao, you are opposing the Tianyang Sword Sect.
Have you considered the consequences of this?"
The others' faces changed upon hearing these words.
Gu Qingfeng licked his lips, his expression slightly odd, "I hear that the Tianyang Sword Sect is an Immortal Sect with a heritage spanning ten thousand years and is home to numerous experts.
However, I'm very curious about just how many powerful figures the Tianyang Sword Sect truly possesses."
"Hmph, there's no need for you to probe. My Tianyang Sword Sect has established a profound foundation for ten thousand years, and boasts numerous Masters, even Magicians more powerful than Masters exist within our ranks.
Such strength is beyond your imagination."
Duan Ping's expression was filled with pride.
He indeed had the credentials to be arrogant.
The Tianyang Sword Sect had a solid foundation and was considered a genuine top-tier power in the world.
As an elder of the Tianyang Sword Sect, Duan Ping held a position of great authority.
Were it not for respecting Gu Qingfeng for suppressing Shen Wudao, Duan Ping wouldn't have bothered with such extensive talk.
"The Divine Fist Sect is already annihilated, and Shen Wudao is dead; the matter is beyond redemption. What do you think should be done about this issue?" Gu Qingfeng spoke.
Thinking that Gu Qingfeng was conceding, Duan Ping responded coldly.
"Hand over the Evil Spirit carried by Shen Wudao, submit the Gu Family Manor to my Tianyang Sword Sect, and then cooperate with Pei Jing to seize Guangyang Prefecture. With that, your crime could be considered redeemed.
Otherwise, once the powerful figures of my Tianyang Sword Sect arrive, your Gu Family Manor will be left with neither chickens nor dogs—"
"Heh, they say the Immortal Sects are eternally unperishable, the true overlords of the world; it's just a pity that I don't believe it."
Gu Qingfeng shook his head slightly, and his words darkened Duan Ping's face.
"What do you mean by that?"
"I mean it's quite simple. If I kill you, I wonder if the Tianyang Sword Sect truly has the strength to exterminate my Gu Family Manor!"
A cold glint flashed in Gu Qingfeng's eyes, and at the moment his words fell, he suddenly slashed out with a blade. The terrifying Domineering Blade's True Intent, filled with a killing aura, bore down, causing Duan Ping's face to change dramatically.
"You dare lay a hand on me—"
He hadn't expected it.
Gu Qingfeng, upon learning of his identity, had instantly made a move.
As the Domineering Blade came down, Duan Ping also activated his Innate Gang Qi to protect his body, turning the surrounding space into an absolute defensive barrier with the formidable power of his True Qi.
The moment the Innate Gang Qi appeared, the Evil Slayer Blade had already come crashing down.
The terrifyingly domineering power struck the Protective Gang Qi, and under Duan Ping's horrified gaze, the solid Gang Qi showed inch by inch of cracks, followed by an explosive shattering.