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Chapter 600 Invincible Aura [Part 1]

The person who appeared before everyone was a young man dressed in a dark gray robe.

His long hair was loose and shone like the molten gold of the sun god.

Golden lines floated on his face, and a dark golden light seemed to flow in the depths of his eyes. His handsome appearance revealed a hint of eeriness.

As I stood still, a faint phantom of a golden roc spreading its wings and about to take flight appeared behind me, but it vanished in an instant.

This young man was none other than Hu Qi.

"It's Mo Ming! He really has broken through to the True God realm!"

"It's only been a short time...it's unbelievable!"

"Could it be that he has completely refined the essence blood of the Golden-Winged Roc? Otherwise, how could his cultivation have advanced so rapidly!"

……

See this scene.

Although some people had already anticipated the identity of the one who broke through to become a true god.

But when I actually saw it with my own eyes, I was still quite surprised.

Various guesses arose in my mind.

Even in the Northern Heaven Domain, where powerful figures abound, a true god remains a formidable force.

People of the Mohist school.

There are quite a few among the disciples of Lingyu Mountain, after all, their numbers are considerable.

As the offspring of the Daoist Master.

There is no such thing as absolute waste, especially with the resources of Spirit Prison Mountain.

Achieving extraordinary things is not difficult.

If resources are plentiful, reaching the Spirit level or even the Apostle level is only a matter of time.

But the true God is different.

They wanted to condense immortal divinity.

Unless the Dao actively uses its own source power to empower and forcibly improve, one can only rely on oneself to break through.

Even if one receives the empowerment of the Dao Lord and can attain immortality, there is still a serious drawback.

The Dao Master's Dao will limit his own development, and he will never be able to improve again.

Like a deity, it is an existence dependent on the Dao Lord.

Furthermore, even those who break through to become true gods are among the weakest.

Therefore, the number of those who can break through and advance to the True God level on their own is extremely small compared to the vast number of disciples.

The difficulty goes without saying.

What are you all doing here?

Hu Qi's calm voice rang out.

His gaze swept around.

Suddenly.

Those around felt a fierce and malevolent aura rushing towards them.

On the contrary, those who made eye contact with him felt a chill run down their spines, as if they were being watched by some overlord at the top of the food chain.

A chill ran through me, and I involuntarily looked away, unable to meet his gaze.

Even some of the core disciples who attained true godhood were like this.

"We have come to witness the breakthrough to the True God Realm and congratulate our senior brother on attaining immortality. May you live a long and prosperous life, as long as heaven and earth!"

The leading disciple suppressed the pounding in his heart, smiled, cupped his hands, and spoke in a clear voice.

The others echoed in agreement, and the scene became quite solemn for a moment.

However, among the crowd, there were also a few pairs of eyes that held a hint of mockery, standing silently with a half-smile, seemingly observing from the sidelines.

These people are well-informed.

He learned some information that ordinary disciples did not know.

Both the Holy Son and the core chief have their eyes on this Mo Ming.

If this person is obedient, things will be fine; otherwise, things might not turn out well.

However, despite this, no one came out to say anything.

After all, their social status is different.

A True God Realm is enough to advance to the core disciple level, especially considering the original owner's identity.

They are not people that ordinary people can afford to mess with.

As people who have lived for an unknown amount of time, they naturally understand this principle.

Those stories about people with powerful connections who become useless and are even bullied by maids only exist in plays and folk tales.

If such a thing really happened in reality, the family behind it would have already taken action to clean house.

Who would dare to make sarcastic remarks now? They'd probably be buried half a person tall by now.

This is a matter of family reputation.

Disputes among family members are family matters, but if an outsider interferes without knowing boundaries, it's tantamount to courting death.

Moreover, the person in front of us is no useless person, but a true god who has proven his immortality.

"Oh, in that case, now that you've finished reading, please leave!"

Hu Qi said casually.

Upon hearing this, everyone prepared to disperse under Hu Qi's watchful gaze.

Just then, two figures walked out from the side; they were the Luo sisters, Luo Wei and Luo Yu.

They quickly approached Hu Qi and said in unison:
"Welcome, young master, as you emerge from seclusion, attain true godhood, and live forever!"

Despite this, a hint of worry was faintly visible between the two of them.

"what happened?"

Hu Qi asked.

"Young Master, this is what happened..."

Luo Wei quickly began to recount what had happened during this period.

This period has not been peaceful.

During this period, many people coveted the essence and blood of the Golden-Winged Roc on Hu Qi's body.

However, because Hu Qi was in seclusion, he could only focus his attention on the two of them.

They wanted to coerce and entice Hu Qi into showing himself.

However, both Mo Xuan, the chief of the core disciples, and Zhang Chen, the holy son, sent people with the goal of obtaining the essence blood of the Golden-Winged Roc.

Others understood that competing with these two would not only be hopeless, but could also offend them.

In the end, we had no choice but to give up.

Wait until you finish speaking.

The two knelt on one knee and begged for forgiveness:

"Please punish me, young master!"

Hu Qi remained calm, showing no surprise whatsoever.

"It's alright, let's leave here first."

He waved his hand, not blaming the two.

This matter has nothing to do with them.

All of this was part of his plan; otherwise, he could have easily tried to block the news.

The two secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Hu Qi did not blame them.

But then Luo Wei thought about Hu Qi's current situation.

I couldn't help but worry.

"Young master, would you like to dodge...?"

But he only got halfway through his sentence.

A sudden commotion arose from the crowd ahead.

Because of the large number of people, and because the crowd had not completely dispersed, they all stepped aside to make way for a passage.

"It's Mo Xuan, the chief core disciple!"

A murmur arose from all around.

The next moment, a young man dressed in black with blond hair and golden eyes slowly walked out of the passage, followed by several figures.

Mo Xuan's gaze fell on Hu Qi, his brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

He had long considered the essence and blood of the Golden-Winged Roc as his own.

As far as he knew, Hu Qi's strength was only at the late stage of the Apostle level.

The ability to condense immortal divinity and advance to true godhood in such a short time clearly indicates the use of the power of essence blood.

This practice will inevitably lead to the depletion of vital essence and blood.

At this moment, someone next to Mo Xuan clearly noticed that Mo Xuan's expression was not right.

He immediately stepped forward and said loudly:
"Mo Ming, I believe your two maids have already told you why we are here."

Hand over the Golden-Winged Roc's essence blood now! This is not something you can possess.

"For the sake of our shared clan, name your price. Tenth Brother even promises to owe you a favor."

The tone of his voice seemed to carry a sense of charity.

There was no attempt to conceal anything.

In this situation, Mo Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, simply nodding slightly without saying a word.

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the people around flickered, each with their own thoughts.

The essence and blood of the Golden-Winged Roc can lay the foundation for an unparalleled Dao, so its value is self-evident. After all, relying on others is never as good as relying on oneself. The conditions offered seem tempting, but in reality, it's a losing proposition.

However, if one is truly forced into a desperate situation, exchanging it for this might be a viable way out.

Think of this.

For a moment, some of the disciples couldn't help but cast envious and jealous glances at Hu Qi.

Not only can one advance to the True God level by using the essence blood of the Golden-Winged Roc, but one can also obtain a large amount of resources and exchange them for a future favor from a Dao Lord.

What incredible luck! "Name your terms!? Heh, what a boastful tone. I want to break through to the True Spirit level; could he possibly help me?"

Hu Qi chuckled softly.

The words fell.

The surroundings fell silent, and the gazes directed at Hu Qi were somewhat strange.

True Spirit level? You really dare to dream of that.

Such an existence is so rare that there isn't even one in the entire Northern Heaven Domain.

It is a truly terrifying existence that stands at the pinnacle, even Dao Lords must look up to.

"Oh, so you're going to reject me?!"

At this moment, Mo Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his cold golden eyes fixed on Hu Qi.

The first time I spoke.

His voice was calm, as if he were stating a fact.

"I'm only giving you a choice because we're brothers, so why are you forcing me? Do you really think I wouldn't dare to lay a hand on you?!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a terrifying pressure belonging to the peak of True God suddenly erupted, rushing straight towards Hu Qi like a raging torrent!

Amidst the oppressive aura, the phantom of a golden-winged roc appeared behind him, its massive wings outstretched like clouds hanging from the sky.

In just a moment, the light in the sky and earth suddenly dimmed.

Upon witnessing this scene, everyone was horrified and quickly retreated into the distance, fearing that they would be implicated and affected.

Luo Wei and Luo Yu were both pale and trembling.

However, the two did not leave and remained blocking Hu Qi's way.

Just like always.

Face this scene.

Hu Qi remained calm, seemingly oblivious to the commotion.

He smiled faintly.

"If you can't do it, you can't do it. Why make up excuses to cover it up? Are you getting angry because I called you out? If you want to fight, then fight. Why waste words!"

"Hahaha...Good! You have some of the arrogance of a disciple of the Mo family. I underestimated you!"

"Since that's the case, I'll play along with you. Just don't regret it! If you really have the guts, come and fight me above the sea of ​​clouds!"

Mo Xuan's surging aura suddenly subsided, and before he finished speaking, a pair of illusory divine wings unfurled behind him with a 'boom,' and divine light surged forth.

He transformed into a golden lightning bolt that tore through the sky, instantly piercing the clouds and disappearing from Lingyu Mountain.

Just now, a vast Dao Lord's will, as boundless as a sea of ​​stars, swept across, carrying an undeniable warning, strictly forbidding him from making a move here.

"Young Master, you mustn't act rashly! It would be best to report this to the Master and discuss it further..."

Luo Wei, standing to the side, looked anxious and quickly tried to dissuade him.

“His temporary concession is not cowardice; after all, he is older and more experienced than you…”

Luo Yu, the older sister, also chimed in, fearing that Hu Qi, young and impetuous, might accept this dangerous battle.

However, Hu Qi remained calm.

"It's okay, I know what I'm doing."

After speaking, he took a step forward, the void beneath his feet trembled, and his body also burst forth with boundless golden light, like a golden meteor rising against the heavens, chasing straight after Mo Xuan!

……

"That fool! He actually accepted Mo Xuan's challenge! Your Highness, do you think we should intervene?"

far away.

Outside the crowd, on a huge rock.

A thin disciple watched this scene and couldn't help but curse under his breath.

Then, he looked at a figure to the side.

This is a young man dressed in white, whose face is indistinct.

The young man was none other than Zhang Chen, the Holy Son of Lingyu Mountain.

He turned and glanced at the man beside him.

“Lu Li, first of all, you need to understand that the fool you’re talking about is a true god, while you are just an apostle.”

Furthermore, according to the sect rules of Lingyu Mountain, those who advance to the True God realm automatically become core disciples.

The other party is a core disciple, while you are just an inner disciple.

"Insubordination! Are you courting death?!"

He spoke calmly.

But the disciple who had just been angrily cursing suddenly froze, his face turning deathly pale.

“I…I dare not, I just feel indignant on behalf of you, Holy Son.”

Only then did he realize that Zhang Chen, as the Holy Son, was the successor to the next sect leader.

He is also an absolute supporter of the laws of Lingyu Mountain.

Some of the legal provisions were even drafted with the participation of the other party.

I usually hate this kind of insubordinate behavior the most.

The thought of this holy son's methods filled him with dread.

"After this incident, go to the Enforcement Hall and receive thirty days' worth of lashes!"

Zhang Chen said calmly.

"Yes! Thank you for your mercy, Your Majesty!"

Upon hearing this, the disciple named Lu Li trembled violently and immediately kowtowed to express his gratitude.

The Heavenly Staff of the Enforcement Hall is infamous for its ferocity. Each staff is wrapped in malevolent energy, which not only beats the physical body but also erodes cultivation and burns the soul.

The simultaneous arrival of three tribulations is considered one of the most terrifying and cruel punishments within the sect.

However, he understood that this was already an act of mercy from the Holy Son.

Otherwise, he would only face certain death.

After all, Lingyu Mountain is not a sect for benevolent men and women.

It was the true demonic sect. Zhang Chen was able to become the Holy Son by fighting his way up, and countless fellow disciples died at his hands.

Anyone who dares to defy his will will be dead beyond any hope of survival.

If this kind of behavior were to occur in the ordinary world, the person in power would eventually be killed by their subordinates.

After all, they all have the same head; cutting it off would kill them both.

But it's different here. The strong are the strong; they can do whatever they want and have no fear of retaliation from those below.

He ignored the thoughts of his disciples.

Zhang Chen's figure transformed into a streak of light and soared into the sky.

I'm preparing to go and take a look.

Of course, he didn't think that Mo Ming, who had just been promoted to True God, would be a match for Mo Xuan.

He had dealt with Mo Xuan quite a bit, as Mo Xuan was the only peer in Lingyu Mountain who could barely contend with him.

He naturally understood and acknowledged the strength of his opponent.

Mo Ming had only just broken through to the True God realm, so his attempt to contend with him was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

He just wanted to be closer so he could intervene at a crucial moment. In any case, he absolutely could not let Mo Xuan obtain the Golden-Winged Roc's essence blood.

Besides.

The other disciples also left the floating island where their secluded cultivation was located.

Watching a spectacle is human nature, especially a battle between two true gods, which is a rare sight indeed.

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At this moment, above the sky of the Northern Heaven Domain.

Hu Qi and Mo Xuan stood facing each other.

"It's not too late for you to regret it now! Apologize to me and hand over the essence blood of the Golden-Winged Roc, and I can forgive your previous offense!"

Mo Xuan said slowly and deliberately.

While speaking.

He glanced at Zhang Chen among the crowd below.

He never cared about Hu Qi, who was standing in front of him.

It was Zhang Chen, who was hiding in the crowd.

Only the other party has the right to make him wary.

The other party clearly wouldn't let him obtain the Golden-Winged Roc's essence blood so easily.

Therefore, the best solution is to get Hu Qi to voluntarily donate his essence and blood to him.

To avoid unnecessary setbacks.

"Enough with the nonsense! Come on! Kill me, and your essence blood is yours."

Hu Qi chuckled softly and stood with his hands behind his back.

They seemed to completely disregard Mo Xuan.

See this scene.

Mo Xuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the temperature around him dropped abruptly.

Having said all that, in his view, he had done everything he could to be kind and righteous.

Now they've taken action and killed him.

Even if the father holds him accountable later, there is nothing wrong with it.

Think about this.

Without another word, he suddenly extended his right arm, his five fingers curled into sharp claws, and casually swung it in the direction of Hu Qi.

The movements appeared casual, yet they contained an aura of domineering power capable of tearing apart the heavens!

In an instant, the void ahead roared, endless golden light emerged out of thin air, and runes boiled like a sea, instantly condensing into a giant golden claw that blotted out the sky!

The giant claw resembled the claw of an ancient divine roc reborn and reaching down. Its feathers were menacing, shimmering with a cold, metallic luster. The claw tip was wrapped with a terrifying aura that could shatter everything, and it fiercely grabbed at Hu Qi!

(End of this chapter)