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And at this moment, it appeared before them?

Not far away, Shi Beichen, Guo Yaokun, Wan Hongyi, Su Hao and others who had just arrived also saw this scene.

Their rapidly approaching figures stopped abruptly, their bodies involuntarily pressed down.

Shi Beichen's pupils contracted slightly. For the first time, his usually calm and confident expression showed obvious tremor. His gaze was fixed on the figure in the sky, and his heart was filled with turbulent emotions.

Guo Yaokun's breath hitched, and he felt a tightness in his chest. His internal magical power was suppressed and unable to flow smoothly, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

Su Hao's gaze was also fixed on the majestic figure in the sky, his eyes filled with shock.

Looking at the figure in the sky, this being, whose entire body was imbued with awe and whose presence merged with heaven and earth, was as majestic as the heavens, inviolable and unassailable.

At the same time, a thought arose in their minds.

Is this... the Golden Core True Monarch?

Lingjia Yu Xingyu Ximu Bizhong Jun

Chapter 174 The Shocked Su Hao and Others

Just as Su Hao and the other servant disciples were watching the Golden Core True Monarch descend, their breathing became sluggish, their minds trembled, and they felt incredulous.

now.

Deep within the Haoran Immortal Sect.

Tianyan Peak.

At the summit, clouds surged and spiritual energy flowed like a tide. An ancient and magnificent palace stood quietly, with faint patterns flowing around it.

Lu Sheng, the master of Tianyan Peak, dressed in a black Taoist robe, stood on the high platform in front of the hall.

His hands were behind his back, his posture was upright, his face was calm but with a hint of vicissitude and depth, and his eyes, slightly lowered, seemed to be able to see through everything.

The Taoist robe was loose and simple, with the hem hanging slightly, and there were faint, flowing patterns on it, like star trails slowly moving, sometimes visible and sometimes hidden, exuding an aura of mystery and unpredictability.

His gaze pierced through the layers of mountains and clouds, landing at the foot of the Eighty-Nine Peaks. Every slight change in the Eighty-Nine Peaks was clearly visible to him.

Seeing that the junior disciple of the inner sect acted without hesitation and directly killed the Gu family disciple, and then Gu Mubai descended in a rage, Gu Mubai frowned almost imperceptibly and slowly shook his head.

"In the end, he was still young and impetuous, acting without considering the consequences..."

Killing that Gu family disciple might have been satisfying for a moment, but offending Gu Mubai, the core disciple of the Gu family, would come at a price that this kid couldn't afford!

"Gu Mubai is narrow-minded and vindictive. Even if this kid is unharmed now, afterwards..."

Thinking of this, Lu Sheng sighed softly, a faint regret flashing in his eyes.

No matter how talented a cultivator who has reached the Foundation Establishment stage is, they cannot possibly contend with a true Golden Core True Monarch.

This young man is still too young, arrogant, and impetuous. He doesn't understand the principle of taking a step back to broaden one's horizons. Now look what's happened...

Lu Sheng shook his head, already imagining the fate of the white-clad youth.

……

On the other side, at Hanamine.

The mountains and fields are covered with blooming exotic flowers and plants.

The red ones are like fire, with petals layered upon each other like a burning sea of ​​flames; the white ones are like snow, crystal clear, exuding a faint fragrance; the purple ones are deep and mysterious, like the night frozen in time; and the gold ones are dazzling, shining brightly in the sunlight.

The fragrance of flowers permeates the air, layer upon layer, making one feel slightly intoxicated.

Deep within the sea of ​​flowers, a figure stood still—it was none other than Yu Xinwu, the master of Flower Peak.

She wore a light gauze dress, the hem of which fluttered in the wind, subtly outlining her exquisite figure.

Her skin was as white as jade, her eyebrows and eyes were exquisite, and her appearance was extremely beautiful, with a mature and charming allure that came with the passage of time.

Yu Xinwu turned slightly to the side, her jade-like hand gently caressing a blooming spirit flower, her fingertips slender, her movements languid and elegant.

Her divine sense landed at the foot of the Eighty-Nine Peaks. Looking at the scenery of the Eighty-Nine Peaks, she was slightly taken aback and sighed softly.

"Is this young man going to die...?"

A hint of regret flashed in her eyes.

The foundation laid by the Heavenly Dao is indeed rare, even amazing, but potential is ultimately just potential.

“That guy Gu Mubai, even I’m reluctant to clash with him easily. This kid dares to kill someone in front of him, he’s really got guts…”

However, it was too impulsive...

Yu Xinwu sighed softly.

"Now, even I can't save him..."

"Looks like there's no more fun to be had..."

Her initial interest gradually faded.

In this vast world, no matter how talented one is, one must understand human relationships and know how to compromise!

Otherwise, even with great talent, there will ultimately be no good outcome, just like this young man!

Just when she was feeling sorry.

Within the Haoran Immortal Sect, there are more than just these two peak masters.

On each mountain peak, auras rose and fell, some strong, some weak.

At least a dozen Golden Core True Monarchs focused their attention on the foot of the Eighty-Nine Peaks.

Some of them shook their heads, while others hesitated, wondering whether to step in and save this talented inner disciple who was capable of building a foundation in the Heavenly Dao.

Just as the Golden Core True Monarchs were focusing their attention on the Eighty-Nine Peaks.

At this moment, at the foot of the Eighty-Nine Peaks.

Su Chen remained calm, as if he had merely crushed an insignificant insect.

He flicked his right hand lightly.

With a slight ripple of his Five-Colored Moonlight magic, amidst the flowing light, he casually tossed the already blurred and indistinguishable mass of flesh and blood not far away, as if discarding a useless object.

With a smack.

A heavy, muffled thud.

The mass of flesh and blood hit the ground heavily, splashing dust. The stench of blood slowly permeated the air, mingling with the cool morning air and becoming particularly pungent.

High in the sky.

Gu Mubai, who witnessed all of this, was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face.

However, the smile had no warmth whatsoever; it was chilling to the bone.

He laughed in anger, a sudden chill forming in his eyes as he looked at the white-clad youth below as if he were looking at a dead man.

All around, the various servant disciples, including Su Hao, Wan Hongyi, and Shi Beichen, naturally took in this scene as well.

They all gasped in unison, their chests heaving, their minds reeling.

This young man in white is insane! He's incredibly audacious!

I'm doomed!!!

At this moment.

Among the crowd.

As Su Hao completely focused his attention on the person surrounded by the crowd, [the text abruptly ends here, likely due to an incomplete sentence or a formatting error].

His expression froze for a moment, and his pupils contracted sharply.

In the morning light, the white-clad youth was as fair as jade, his skin glowing with a faint luster, his face handsome and otherworldly, his features as clear and distinct as if they were finely sculpted.

Her temperament is refined and aloof, as if she were suspended high in the clouds.

This unfamiliar figure overlapped subtly with the familiar figure in my memory.

Even though the changes were drastic, he still recognized the features and the eyes.

A thought that he could not accept suddenly surfaced.

"Is this my older brother?"

Su Hao murmured.

He then shook his head violently in disbelief.

"No! Impossible! How could it be him?!"

"Shouldn't my so-called elder brother be serving as a menial disciple at the Eighty-Nine Peaks right now? How could it be this person?"

Even more impossible, to achieve perfect foundation building in the Heavenly Dao and become the number one disciple of the inner sect!

The difference between the two is like heaven and earth!

One, mediocre in talent, could even be described as a waste!

The other one is an unparalleled prodigy who can undergo the Heavenly Dao Foundation Building!

Even if he offended the Golden Core True Monarch at this moment, it still couldn't hide the terrifying talent and brilliance on his body!

"impossible……"

Su Hao kept shaking his head, trying to banish the thoughts from his mind.

He quickly took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart, and murmured, "It should just be a resemblance..."

The more he talked, the more determined he became.

There is no other possibility!

Thinking it over, he quickly glanced at the crowd around him, but didn't see his older brother. He raised an eyebrow.

"My older brother is truly a good-for-nothing. He wasn't even here for such an important event. He's probably still diligently cultivating in his room, working hard with his pitiful aptitude..."

"With his pitiful aptitude, what's the use of him working so hard to cultivate?"

Su Hao sneered, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, carrying a hint of sarcasm.

He didn't care that he didn't see his older brother.

Although he was indeed somewhat impatient to see his good older brother, to see him, to discover his cultivation level, to realize the gap between them, and to see the look of astonishment, despair, and disbelief on his face...

Su Hao's attention shifted back to the boy being watched by the crowd. He was curious about what would happen to this exceptionally talented boy in white.

This will happen.

Wan Hongyi, Shi Beichen, Guo Yaokun, and other servants and inner disciples also looked at the boy in the center of the crowd with complicated expressions.

"Is this the prodigy?"

"Its appearance is indeed unusual..."

As they pondered, their minds were filled with complex emotions. Their gazes shifted back and forth between the white-robed figure and Gu Mubai, the Golden Core True Monarch high in the sky, and they felt regret and sighs.

It's a pity, this Golden Core True Monarch who offended the Gu family is finished!

Just as they were experiencing complex emotions and turbulent feelings.

Over the Eighty-nine Peaks.

Gu Mubai was also filled with anger and chilling murderous intent, cold and indifferent.

Looking at the white-clad youth below, he saw him as an audacious, ignorant, and reckless ant who dared to defy the heavens. His eyes were filled with contempt and disdain.

Gu Mubai's gaze was icy as he sneered, "As a mere inner disciple, how dare you offend this True Lord and disregard this True Lord who is a core disciple?"

"Youngster, am I saying you're stupid or pathetic?"

"You don't actually think that the clan rules can save your life, do you?" He raised the corners of his lips, revealing a sinister smirk.

"Although I will be punished for killing you, an inner disciple, due to sect rules and the Xuan Tian Mirror, it won't be too serious and won't touch the root of the problem!"

"Even in the Vast Immortal Sect, strength is paramount, and status is determined by strength. Do you really think that a Foundation Establishment cultivator like you can compare to me, a Golden Core True Monarch and a core disciple?"

"You don't actually think that your laughable Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment, your laughable talent, can really save your life, do you?"

"Hehe, today I'll show you that talent is nothing, only strength matters!"

As he spoke, Gu Mubai's gaze grew colder, and the terrifying pressure emanating from his body became more solid, pressing down as if it were a physical force, causing the ground to tremble slightly and making it difficult for the servant disciples to breathe.