In Emei, start by obtaining golden attributes.

Chapter 230 This guy is only in his early twenties?

The soft voice drifted out and spread through the mountain breeze atop the mountain.

Gazing at the two figures facing each other across the square, everyone else on the mountaintop was on high alert, as if afraid of missing something.

Pang Ban looked at Gu Shaoan with interest and said, "You killed my disciple, yet you act so confidently now. Didn't you claim to be from a righteous sect? Is this how you act?"

Gu Shaoan chuckled and said, "This is what I was just saying. As a member of a reputable sect, I can act with a clear conscience once I have determined right from wrong or friend from foe."

"Fang Yeyu's death was due to his secret instigation of the infighting between the six major sects and the Ming Cult, and afterwards he even attempted to continue his attacks on the six major sects."

"Being killed by Gu can only be considered as reaping what one sows."

After a pause, Gu Shaoan continued, "And Li Chimei sneaked into the Emei Sect under cover of night a few months ago, intending to overthrow our Emei Sect. She was killed by me, and that was also because of this."

"Even the attacks on my senior sister and two junior sisters a few days ago, and the visits from the Beggar Clan and the Evil Sect today, were all orchestrated by the Demon Master's Palace. So what's wrong with me seeking revenge against the Demon Master?"

Pang Ban thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "That's true, but..."

At this point, Pang Ban paused slightly, then looked at Gu Shaoan with disdain and said, "Do you think you have the right to settle accounts with me?"

Gu Shaoan smiled and said, "Whether or not you are qualified, the Demon Master will know soon enough."

Pang Ban's lips curled into a cold smile: "Very well, I also want to see if your strength, as a junior who has just condensed your inner energy, is commensurate with your level of internal energy cultivation."

The words had barely left his mouth—

"Om~"

A strange tremor suddenly resounded in the air.

Immediately afterwards, Pang Ban's figure blurred in place. It wasn't a blur caused by extreme speed, but rather it felt as if he was wiped out of space and then re-formed from nothingness in the same instant!

In the next instant, Pang Ban, who was seven zhang away from Gu Shaoan just moments before, appeared less than three feet in front of Gu Shaoan.

His crimson robes were still fluttering behind him as his right fist slammed out!
This punch was simple and unadorned, without any fancy tricks; it was all about extreme speed.

Thick, viscous purplish-black energy swirled around Pang Ban's right hand, pulling at his vital energy as if demonic flames were enveloping his punch.

As the fist was thrown out, the air around it seemed unable to withstand the fierce force of the punch, making a "crackling" sound as the air exploded.

Before the fist even landed, the wind from the punch that arrived first was already making Gu Shaoan's robe flutter wildly.

In response, Gu Shaoan took a step forward, his clenched fist also slamming out from his wide sleeve.

As the golden energy gathered, wisps of golden energy quietly rippled around Gu Shaoan's fist.

What appears to be an ordinary, casual punch actually carries a unique sense of weight and depth, reminiscent of the afterglow of a setting sun.

Their fists collided fiercely in the blink of an eye, like two shooting stars.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a deep, muffled hum, like a heavenly drum being struck heavily, making everyone present's heart clench.

"boom!"

The next instant, the entire mountaintop seemed to tremble.

Centered on Gu Shaoan and Pang Ban, the bluestone floor tiles within a three-zhang radius sank by half a chi.

The subsidence area did not collapse or crumble, but was instantly crushed into extremely fine powder by unimaginable pressure.

"Boom~"

Immediately afterwards, a visible ripple, as transparent as pure water, spread out from the center of the two men's fists.

This was no ordinary shockwave; it was an air wall, compressed to an extreme degree by immense force, suddenly bursting apart, causing light to distort eerily in its path. Space itself seemed to ripple outwards like the surface of a pool after a boulder has been thrown in.

Zong Yue, who was originally closest to Pang Ban and Gu Shaoan, felt as if he had been hit by a mountain the moment he touched the shockwave. As his body was thrown back, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Following Zong Yue, Jue Tian and Mie Di, who were slightly closer, also seemed to sense something terrifying and retreated swiftly like shadows.

On the plaza, hundreds of martial artists from the Beggars' Sect, Chang Le Sect, Evil Sect, and other forces were forced back by this shockwave, spitting out mouthfuls of blood as the color drained from their faces at a visible speed.

However, after being injured, the Beggars' Sect and the Chang Le Sect members disregarded the discomfort they felt as if they had been knocked down by a rushing carriage, and used their lightness skills to create distance between themselves and the battlefield as if fleeing for their lives.

With just one move, the aftershocks caused injuries to hundreds of people from several gangs.

This scene caused those on the Golden Summit who were already quite a distance from the battlefield to tacitly take another dozen steps back before looking back at Pang Ban and Gu Shaoan in the arena.

Whether it was Gu Shaoan or Pang Ban, their actions at this moment were clearly just a test.

But this very encounter completely shattered the composure that had previously graced Pang Ban's face.

Instead, there was a profound sense of astonishment.

"This guy's skill level? How can it be so profound?"

Pang Ban's confidence stemmed not only from his innate talent and skill in martial arts but also from his mastery of internal energy.

With the help of the "Demonic Extreme Pill" from the Demon Master's Palace and Pang Ban's own arduous cultivation, the internal energy within him had exceeded a hundred years, as vast as the sea.

Looking across the entire Great Wei Kingdom, Pang Ban was confident that, apart from Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang and Zhu Wushi, who had secretly fought him on the border between the Great Yuan Kingdom and the Great Wei Kingdom ten years ago, there was hardly anyone whose skill was more profound than his.

However, in that clash just now, the internal energy transmitted from Gu Shaoan's fist was not inferior in the slightest. Its condensed and majestic texture, like an ancient mountain, even carried a hint of grandeur, making it impossible for Gu Shaoan, with his hundred years of cultivation, to gain the slightest advantage!

In other words, the young man in front of him, who looked to be no more than twenty years old, also possessed internal strength that was no less than his.

It was precisely this point that gave Pang Ban a sense of disbelief.

Seeing Pang Ban stunned, Gu Shaoan showed no intention of stopping.

Gu Shaoan's eyes narrowed as he caught the momentary pause in Pang Ban's movements, and the trajectory of his profound internal cultivation technique instantly switched.

His figure drifted half a step to the side without warning, like a ghost, leaving only a faint afterimage in place.

At the same time, the right fist that was thrown out transformed into a soft golden light and spread out, changing from a fist to a palm, with the five fingers slightly spread, as if stretching out, as if wiping, as light as a butterfly wing catching the mist, directly hitting Pang Ban's face without the slightest bit of smoke or fire.

This palm strike had an unpredictable and graceful trajectory, carrying a natural and soothing rhythm, like butterfly wings fluttering through the twilight and haze.

As the palm strike unfolded, an indescribable, invisible aura suddenly permeated and spread from Gu Shaoan at its core.

It wasn't a howling wind, but a deeper force, like an invisible field, that instantly enveloped the square area. The air currents stagnated, the dust hovered, and this space seemed to have been independently cut apart by an invisible force.

"Hmm? This is... using intention to create a domain?"

Faced with Gu Shaoan's offensive, Pang Ban's expression changed, and the demonic light in his purple eyes surged. He let out a cold snort that shook the void. He no longer held back his left fist, which was ready to strike, and like a wicked dragon lurking in the abyss opening its eyes, he smashed out with a bang.

The energy gathered on his fist was no longer simply purplish-black qi, but a more powerful and purer ferocious demonic energy and a world-destroying, overwhelming will! Wherever the fist passed, it seemed as if even space itself was being burned and crushed by this extreme power!
However, this time, after Pang Ban and Gu Shaoan's fists and palms collided fiercely, there was no earth-shattering or massive explosion like before.

The moment their attacks collided, their bodies dispersed, only to be silently dissolved and neutralized by the extremely refined and concentrated qi and essence that filled their bodies.

Like a stone thrown into a bottomless abyss, it only creates tiny ripples of energy and fails to stir up any bigger waves.

The attack was neutralized by Pang Ban, and a glint flashed in Gu Shaoan's eyes.

"Sure enough, this guy has also mastered his martial arts to the level of 'using intention to control the domain'."

Thoughts raced through his mind, but Gu Shaoan was not surprised.

If Pang Ban, the Demon Master who has stood at the pinnacle of the demonic path for a hundred years, has not even touched this realm, then that would be a real joke.

Compared to Gu Shaoan's calmness, Pang Ban's heart was churning with turbulent emotions.

Not only is his century-old skill no less than mine, but now even his martial arts have reached the level of "transforming the domain with intention".

"This guy is only in his early twenties? Are you kidding me?"

Even though his confidant had already presented Gu Shaoan's information, Pang Ban couldn't help but wonder if the person before him was some kind of old fellow who had cultivated a special martial art like the "Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies, I Alone Am Supreme" from the Xiaoyao Sect, a technique that could rejuvenate him and keep his true abilities hidden.

However, before Pang Ban could fully process his questions, Gu Shaoan's offensive swept in again like a whirlwind.

Upon seeing this, Pang Ban's face darkened, and after letting out a cold snort, he charged forward fiercely.

In an instant, the small area around the two of them transformed into the most treacherous battlefield, and their figures became indistinguishable.

The two figures sometimes moved like two intertwined bolts of lightning, flashing and shifting within a radius of several feet, each slight movement creating a distorted afterimage.

At other times, they were like two unmoving ancient rocks, their fists, palms, fingers, and claws striking each other dozens of times in an instant.

In just a quarter of an hour, the two had exchanged hundreds of blows.

Whether it's a fist or a palm strike, the moves look simple and without any fancy moves.

In reality, it was simply because both of them had reached the level of "transforming the domain with intention" in their martial arts, and their moves were no longer bound by form.

This achieves the goal of simplifying complexity.

However, the speed at which the two fought also increased.

At this level of combat, let alone others, even martial artists like Abbess Miejue and Huang Xuemei, who had reached the Qi Condensation stage, would have their eyesight unable to keep up with the two's movements.

What can be seen are almost only the afterimages left by the two people as they move.

Only the constant muffled explosions in the air, the occasional collapse of the ground, and the biting gale revealed the intensity of the battle between the two.

On one side of the square, Gu Santong's gaze fell on the two people who were fighting, and the more he looked, the more solemn he became.

"The gap is quite large!"

Although he had already guessed that there was a significant gap in strength between himself and Gu Shaoan, Pang Ban was now quite different.

But when Gu Santong actually saw the strength displayed by the two when they fought, he was still shocked.

Gu Santong was certain that if he were to enter the arena now, he would at most be able to stand there as a target and let the two of them hit him, relying on his "Invincible Vajra Divine Skill".

As for the ability to fight back, don't even think about it.

Most importantly, Gu Shaoan had not yet used the Yitian Sword to unleash the Emei Sword Manual.

Meanwhile, Pang Ban, who was opposite Gu Shaoan, remained calm and composed.

In other words, neither of them has used their full strength yet.

Thinking of this, Gu Santong felt a sense of urgency.

Inside the arena, as the battle raged on, Gu Shaoan's expression had grown increasingly serious.

Pang Ban, who was opposite Gu Shaoan, did not look much different from Gu Shaoan.

Seeing that Gu Shaoan remained completely calm after hundreds of moves, Pang Ban frowned.

The next moment, after successfully deflecting Gu Shaoan's attack, Pang Ban let out a low shout, and his body suddenly transformed into several afterimages, moving above Gu Shaoan's head and blasting towards Gu Shaoan's head.

His long robe fluttered wildly as he moved at such high speed.

Gu Shaoan remained calm, focused his energy in his dantian, and punched Pang Ban in mid-air.

However, just as Gu Shaoan threw his fist, before the force of his punch had fully materialized, an extremely eerie demonic sound suddenly resounded throughout the world.

It didn't come from Pang Ban's mouth, but from his fist, emanating from every pore of his body.

This demonic sound was like weeping and lamenting, like resentment and longing, as if thousands of wronged souls were wailing, or as if countless demons were whispering!
The moment that demonic sound entered his ears, Gu Shaoan felt a blur before his eyes, and the world suddenly changed color.

In Gu Shaoan's eyes, the sky was filled with the figures of Pang Ban, and each Pang Ban was in the action of throwing a punch.

It was as if the entire world and the surrounding space were filled with the shadows of Pang Ban's fists.

But the next moment, Gu Shaoan's sea of ​​consciousness rippled, as the spiritual energy he had gathered over the past few days through the "Soul Transfer Technique" and the Nine Yang Gang Yuan circulating within his body forcibly broke through the surrounding illusion.

The moment the illusion shattered, Gu Shaoan's fist was in an awkward gap where the old power had been dissipated, the new power had not yet been generated, and the fist momentum had not yet solidified! Pang Ban's Heaven-Treading Kick, which gathered overwhelming demonic power and strange spiritual impact, was already close at hand with immense force.

Gu Shaoan's eyes flashed like lightning, bursting with astonishing divine light. Instead of forcibly withdrawing his fist and retreating, he suddenly took a deep breath and sank it into his dantian, his feet sinking to the ground like a thousand pounds. At the same time, he twisted his waist and turned to the side like a giant python turning over.

The violent energy roared and surged within his body, the trajectory of his right fist, which was poised to strike, was forcibly reversed, his five fingers spread out and instantly transformed into a palm print, his arm was like a dragon soaring into the abyss, and the great dragon of his spine exerted force segment by segment, and an unparalleled power as heavy as a mountain and as vast as an abyss suddenly condensed in his palm!

"Ang~"

A majestic and powerful dragon's roar, seemingly from the primordial era, suddenly exploded within Gu Shaoan's body without warning, instantly filling the entire Golden Summit of Emei Mountain with this dragon's roar, causing everyone's heartbeats to tremble.

　Sorry! I've been staying up late every night for the past two weeks and I'm really tired, so I'm a bit out of sorts and a little late! I won't mention the time again! I just can't seem to be on time!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)