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

The Supreme Elder finally caught her breath. She stared intently at Gu Changyuan, the veins on her neck bulging out. She was truly furious.

The Supreme Elder roared, his voice slightly distorted.

"What did you say?"

"You dare kill me? Gu Changyuan, are you out of your mind? You'd better think this through before you speak!"

He genuinely didn't believe it.

This is a sect, and he is a figure of the ancestor level.

Even if Gu Changyuan is arrogant and a genius, could he really kill this Supreme Elder? Wouldn't that be betraying his master and ancestors? Wouldn't that make him the target of everyone's scorn?

The Supreme Elder felt he had grasped Gu Changyuan's weakness, so he raised his voice even louder, and his finger pointing at Gu Changyuan was trembling.

"I am a Supreme Elder, someone of your grandmaster's generation!"

"You want to kill me? I think you've really gone mad. Do you want to be expelled from your sect and hunted down by the entire cultivation world?"

Hearing this, Gu Changyuan chuckled.

He couldn't help but let out a cold laugh. This old bastard, even on his deathbed, is still clinging to those outdated rules as a shield?

"What? Do you think I wouldn't dare?"

"Do you think that just because you have the title of Supreme Elder, I have to treat you like royalty? That I have to never fight back or talk back?"

"Wake up, you old man."

"Don't think that just because you're a supreme elder, or even the King of Heaven himself, you can kill me now and what can you do about it?"

Gu Changyuan spoke these words casually, but it was precisely this nonchalance that sent chills down one's spine.

The Supreme Elder was stunned.

He was genuinely terrified by Gu Changyuan's gaze. There was no hesitation, no hint of joking in those eyes, only coldness—the kind of coldness one feels when looking at a dead person.

His long robes fluttered without wind, and a chilling killing intent instantly locked onto the Supreme Elder.

Then, Gu Changyuan slowly raised his right hand.

An aura began to gather on his fist; that aura was terrifying.

On his fist, six black hole-like vortexes appeared faintly, slowly rotating.

This move is the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist.

Although he has only just begun to grasp the basics of the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, its power is already terrifying enough.

At that moment, all the surrounding light was swallowed up, and the temperature inside the hall instantly dropped to freezing point.

The Supreme Elder looked at the fist, and his heart clenched with instinctive fear.

Gu Changyuan's lips curled into a cruel smile as he spoke softly.

"Let's get going."

The voice just fell.

Gu Changyuan threw a punch.

The entire hall shook violently, and the space in front of it distorted, as if the cycle of reincarnation had been shattered and all things were withering away.

A terrifying fist intent, visible to the naked eye, transformed into a black, furious dragon, roaring as it charged toward the Supreme Elder.

That power was too strong, ridiculously strong.

It was utterly devastating.

The defense that the Supreme Elder had just erected was as fragile as paper in the face of that black fist intent.

The Supreme Elder only had time to let out a desperate scream.

"No!!"

Immediately afterwards, the terrifying aftershocks of spiritual pressure spread wildly in all directions.

Outside the main hall, the disciples who had been watching the commotion were hit in the face by the shockwave, their faces stinging.

Someone let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"Quick! Defend! Defend now!"

The disciples reacted quickly, each putting in all their strength, and a large area of ​​the multicolored spiritual energy shield lit up instantly.

But it didn't work.

It's really useless.

Faced with the aftershocks of Gu Changyuan's punch, their defenses were utterly laughable.

All that could be heard was a series of crisp bangs.

Those spiritual energy shields were shattered instantly.

Immediately afterwards, a large group of disciples were thrown out, landing on the ground and rolling several times before stopping, covered in dust and looking extremely disheveled.

Fortunately, they found that apart from a bit of pain from the fall and some minor injuries, they were still alive.

Everyone understands this.

The Holy Son held back.

If that force had really been targeting them, they would all be dead by now, not even a trace left.

Gu Changyuan truly has the ability to control this power.

A group of disciples scrambled to their feet, ignoring the dust on their clothes, their eyes wide as they stared at the terrifying figure in the center of the hall, their legs trembling.

too strong.

That's incredibly powerful.

The inner disciple swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

"Is...is this the power of the Holy Son?"

"The Supreme Elder felt like a little chick in front of him, completely powerless to fight back."

"What terrifying power! For a moment just now, I really thought I was going to die."

"Just what kind of monster is our Holy Son? If that punch had landed on a mountain, it probably would have leveled it!"

The look in everyone's eyes changed.

If anyone thought Gu Changyuan was arrogant and ignorant before, that idea has long been shattered by that punch.

Instead, there was a deep sense of awe, even worship.

In the world of cultivation, strength reigns supreme.

If your fist is strong enough, you are the reason, you are the rule.

A corner of the main hall.

Those elders who were previously shouting along with the Supreme Elder are now lying on the ground pretending to be dead.

They felt the pressure of that punch most clearly.

That aura of world-destroying destruction made their very souls tremble.

The elder lay prostrate on the ground, his head buried between his hands.

He's now kicking himself for it.

Of all people to mess with, why did you have to provoke this jinx?

"This is terrifying... This is simply beyond human capability to resist."

The second elder muttered under his breath, his teeth chattering.

"This power is simply beyond our ability to withstand. This kid is definitely not as simple as just a Nascent Soul cultivator."

"Just what kind of monster is Gu Changyuan? How could he be so powerful? When did our Feathered Immortal Sect produce such a freak?"

They looked at each other and saw despair in each other's eyes.

Even the Supreme Elder couldn't withstand it. If Gu Changyuan decides to settle scores with these old bones later, wouldn't he just take them all down with a single punch?

It’s over.

This time, we really kicked a hornet's nest, and it was the kind of steel plate with barbs.

It's not just in the main hall.

As Gu Changyuan unleashed his punch, the terrifying shock and aura instantly spread throughout the entire Feathered Holy Land.

The distant mountain peaks trembled slightly, and countless birds were startled and flew erratically in the air.

The other elders who were in seclusion, as well as the disciples who were cultivating on various peaks, all sensed it.

One by one, they ran out of the cave and looked in shock toward the main hall.

"What's going on? Why is the ground shaking?"

"What a terrifying aura! It's coming from the main hall!"

"Could this oppressive aura indicate an invasion by a powerful enemy?"

"It doesn't seem to be an external enemy. This aura feels familiar; it seems to be the fluctuations from Saint Son Peak!"

This moment.

Throughout the entire holy land, thousands of people felt this suffocatingly powerful force.