You remained chaste on your wedding night, do you really think this holy son is a simp?

The atmosphere at this moment could no longer be described as merely tense.

Gu Changyuan's second slap was far less polite than the first.

When the Supreme Elder saw this situation, he was extremely flustered.

He originally wanted to put on airs, with one hand behind his back, and receive the attack with one hand, to show off his mastery of the half-step Void Refinement stage.

But when that aura rushed towards him, his composure as a master was instantly thrown to the winds. At this moment, daring to use one hand would be tantamount to courting death!

Then, his old face tightened, and he dared not be negligent. His hands quickly formed hand seals, and he channeled his spiritual energy outwards as if it were free, while roaring wildly in his mind.

"Block them!"

"I originally thought that with my hundreds of years of cultivation, blocking an attack from a junior in the Nascent Soul stage would be a piece of cake."

Even if this kid is a bit strange, even if he just suffered a loss.

"But my level of understanding is what it is!"

"That's my source of confidence."

After saying that, the Supreme Elder knew he was wrong the moment the two forces actually collided.

With a loud bang, the Supreme Elder felt a numbness in his arms. The force was completely unreasonable and directly shattered the spiritual energy shield that he had painstakingly gathered.

Then, the Supreme Elder lost his footing and uncontrollably stumbled backward.

Each step left a deep crater in the hard floor, sending gravel flying.

They retreated all the way to the edge of the steps of the main hall, almost falling on their backside, before finally managing to stop.

At this moment, his chest heaved violently, and his old face was deathly pale, as if he had seen a ghost.

Then something even more jaw-dropping happened.

The spiritual energy above the main hall, which had been somewhat chaotic due to the battle, suddenly quieted down for a moment.

Then, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared behind Gu Changyuan!

It was like a golden ocean that appeared out of nowhere, with surging waves and even the sound of thunder could be heard from within. This was the strange phenomenon of the Sea of ​​Bitterness!

This strange phenomenon instantly suppressed the entire scene.

The elders who were kneeling on the ground trembling all knelt down and prostrated themselves.

The Second Elder was still barely holding on, thinking he might be able to crawl away in the chaos.

When this strange phenomenon occurred, he felt as if he were carrying a mountain on his back. With a thud, he fell to the ground, unable to move even a finger.

This dread, emanating from the depths of his soul, almost made him wet his pants.

The disciples who were further away weren't doing much better.

Under this oppressive force, no one could stand firm.

A large group of disciples collapsed like wheat being harvested, tumbling and crawling backward until they reached the plaza outside the main hall, where they finally felt a little better and could catch their breath.

Then one by one they raised their heads, looking at the astonishing scene in the hall, their faces filled with shock and fear.

One of the inner disciples stared wide-eyed, his voice trembling.

"What...what the hell is this thing?"

"An unusual phenomenon! An unusual phenomenon has appeared!"

"My goodness! I've been in this sect for so many years, and I've never even heard of such a strange phenomenon!"

"This is too strong! Just looking at it makes my legs go weak."

"What kind of physique is this? How can it be so powerful? This strength is simply not something a human could possess!"

"This is terrifying... What kind of heaven-defying opportunity did the Holy Son obtain?"

Everyone's eyes were filled with awe, and the Supreme Elder, who was directly facing this strange phenomenon, at this moment...

His face had turned from pale to deathly blue, and he was screaming inwardly, unable to accept this reality, he said.

"How is this possible? What on earth is going on with this strange phenomenon?!"

"This phenomenon is far too powerful!"

"Even the founding masters of that era didn't possess this kind of grandeur!"

"My cultivation level is clearly far above his! I'm only at the half-step Void Refinement stage, while he's at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul stage—there's a difference of several minor realms between us!"

"This is a world of difference! He couldn't possibly be stronger than me!"

"Why? Why couldn't I withstand one of his palm strikes? This is absolutely impossible!"

"How could a mere Nascent Soul cultivator like him possibly exert so much pressure on me? How could he suppress me to the point where I couldn't even fight back?"

This cognitive upheaval was more distressing to him than the physical pain.

The Supreme Elder gritted his teeth and desperately urged the spiritual energy within his body, trying to create a space under the oppression of that sea of ​​suffering.

But it didn't work.

Faced with that overwhelming pressure, his resistance was like a child trying to arm wrestle with an adult—so powerless and laughable.

Just as the Supreme Elder was struggling to hold on, feeling as if his back was about to break,

Gu Changyuan, however, looked relaxed.

He stood before that golden sea of ​​suffering, his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering in the wind, like an emperor descending from the heavens.

Then, looking at the disheveled old man, a cruel sneer curled at the corner of his mouth as he spoke to him.

"That's it? I thought you were something special. Now it seems you're just a joke."

"You call yourself a Supreme Elder? You can't even withstand a single blow from me."

"Looks like it's nothing special after all."

"You've been in the sect for so many years, what can you do besides loafing around and waiting to die?"

"Using your title of Supreme Elder, you act arrogantly and domineeringly, bullying this person today and suppressing that person tomorrow. What? Do you really think you're the god of the sect?"

"Have you had enough of your past wealth? It's time to live off it all!"

The moment the words fell, Gu Changyuan's blood and qi surged again, and the golden sea of ​​bitterness behind him instantly boiled, emitting a golden light that almost blinded everyone.

The powerful spiritual energy emanating from Gu Changyuan's body frantically gathered in mid-air.

Then, the already terrifying spiritual energy hand, empowered by this force, doubled in size! It instantly became so large that it blotted out the sky, plunging the entire hall into darkness.

Only the towering golden handprint hovered above the Supreme Elder's head.

That sense of oppression was no longer just directed at his body, but directly at his soul.

The Supreme Elder raised his head and looked at the enormous handprint above him that seemed capable of shattering the entire hall. A deep sense of powerlessness rose in his heart.

He was already feeling somewhat powerless in the face of that powerful, towering handprint.

Now, the spiritual pressure of that towering handprint is even more powerful and unreasonable.

Even the surrounding space couldn't withstand this force, emitting a series of teeth-grinding cracking sounds.

The Supreme Elder's lips trembled; he wanted to shout, he wanted to run away.

But his legs felt like they were filled with lead, and he couldn't move them at all.

Under the shocked, and even slightly excited gazes of everyone.

Gu Changyuan pressed his right hand down sharply.

That colossal, sky-covering handprint carried an aura of world-destroying power, embodying Gu Changyuan's boundless domineering nature.

It just pressed down straight down!