The dozens of people below, who originally thought victory was in their grasp, suddenly found themselves facing a formidable enemy.
The person who descended from the sky exuded an overwhelmingly powerful aura.
Even before engaging in combat, the mere presence of this individual was enough to make everyone tremble with fear.
As the winds swirled and clouds gathered, the old man above slowly began to speak.
"You insects, who gave you the audacity to oppose us?" His voice, laden with energy, thundered in the ears of those below.
"That's right, who gave you the courage to stand against us!" The Cloud Top King poked his head out from behind the emissary, borrowing the tiger's might to intimidate.
At this moment, he felt somewhat emotional.
These past few days had been unbearable.
Now that the emissary had arrived, they finally had someone to back them up. This feeling of having support was truly exhilarating.
The old man's cold gaze swept over those below.
His eyes were filled with indifference.
As if everything in his sight was nothing but insects.
In an instant, a massive hand made of condensed energy emerged from the ground, striking towards the emissary in the sky with lightning speed.
It made the sky explode with a deafening boom.
The giant face in the sky disintegrated into dust in a blink of an eye.
The Destroyer of the World and the Cloud Top King, wide-eyed, were blown away by the shockwave of this punch.
They turned into two twinkling stars, disappearing into the distant horizon.
"You dare put on airs in front of me, you bastard."
As the words fell, a figure in a black robe appeared, followed by a dog, a centipede, a bear, and a ghost surrounded by dark energy.
Behind them were seven alluring women.
"Great Protector! It's the Great Protector!" Su Yunyun was the first to react, exclaiming joyfully, "We pay our respects to the Four Great Protectors!"
The disciples behind her followed suit, bowing, "We pay our respects to the Four Great Protectors!"
"Rise, all of you," Lu Benwei waved his hand.
"The Great Protector is indeed formidable, defeating that arrogant person with just one punch!"
The disciples praised in unison.
"Indeed, such prowess is unmatched in this world, save for our Master!"
"That's right, when our Great Protector makes a move, the outcome is certain!"
Amidst the endless praise, Lu Benwei's chin lifted with pride.
With the Cloud Top King and the Destroyer of the World nowhere to be found, the Cloud Top Empire had no more resistance to offer.
Wu Tian swiftly annexed the Cloud Top Empire.
A bonfire was lit, roasting dragon skewers.
The fellow disciples gathered around the fire, happily dancing.
Lu Benwei lay to the side, surrounded by seven women with enchanting figures, each dressed more scantily than the last.
One peeled grapes for Lu Benwei, another massaged his legs.
Some crouched on the ground, offering their bodies as footrests.
Others sat nearby, placing their hands in Lu Benwei's palm for him to play with.
A thousand miles away, Yi Feng was curled up in a dilapidated hut on the verge of collapse, poring over a book by lamplight, his eyes bloodshot from exhaustion.
The book was titled "Cultivation Levels of the Immortal River Continent."
Not long ago, two neighboring countries had gone to war, causing chaos and turmoil. To avoid becoming collateral damage, he had packed up and fled.
Now in an unfamiliar place, he still hadn't found the last disciple with suitable qualifications to take under his wing.
"Ding— As the outer disciple has reached ordinary qualifications, the host now meets the cultivation requirements and has successfully obtained the highest level of cultivation."
"However, since the last disciple is an outer disciple and not counted as a formal disciple, the host needs to find the last qualified disciple within a year."
"Otherwise, the cultivation level will be revoked."
This sudden surprise left Yi Feng stunned.
Then he burst into laughter.
Laughing so hard he doubled over.
This little matchmaker system was truly full of surprises!
"Oh right, it mentioned the highest level of cultivation. Let me see what that is!"
Saying this, he flipped open the "Cultivation Levels of the Immortal River Continent" in his hands.
"Martial Emperor, hahaha, I'm a Martial Emperor now!!"
"The once terrifying Martial Spirit is now nothing but trash in my eyes!"
Yi Feng laughed heartily once again.
Eager to use his newfound power, he began throwing punches at the sky with all his might.
Sure enough, the sky changed dramatically. With each of his punches, the heavens rumbled.
"Hahaha, I'm truly amazing!"
In the Immortal Realm, chaos had erupted.
Since the last time the sky was broken by a mysterious person's punch, there hadn't been such a commotion for a long time!
They had thought the previous sky-breaking punch was just a coincidence, so they didn't investigate further, but who knew...
This time, five hundred punches were thrown.
Each punch was even more powerful than the last!
Looking at the five hundred black holes that suddenly appeared in the Immortal Realm, various forces mobilized, all heading towards the place where the sky had been broken.
The Immortal Realm was in a state of panic, with everyone living in fear.
Back on the Immortal River Continent, Yi Feng slowly lowered his fist.
He blew on his knuckles.
This useless system had finally come through for once.
At the same time, Yi Feng paused.
Because he discovered another powerful function of being a cultivator: divine sense.
For instance, at this very moment, he could sense a group of people far away, some laughing and dancing, others feasting heartily.
And that damned midget was surrounded by women, living a life of debauchery.
Yi Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.
The joy of successfully obtaining cultivation was quickly overshadowed by indignation.
"These good-for-nothing wastrels, instead of honing their skills, they're out there having a good time, and they've all gathered together!"
"And that dog, I told him not to take advantage of young women, yet he's gone and seduced seven at once!"