I meet all the requirements for becoming a god in this world!

A purple aura surged outward from Gao Heyun's body and converged above her head.

Like rolling clouds, it coalesced into a giant sword nearly three zhang long.

The moment the giant blade took shape, the entire Eagle Sorrow Gorge changed color.

A sense of oppression churned in everyone's hearts.

Gao Heyun stared indifferently at Wei Xianjun in the center of the room.

Her arm slowly rose, her pale fingers spread wide, her voice as indifferent as ice striking ice:

"Wei Xianjun, if you surrender now, I will spare your life."

The oppressive aura of a fifth-rank martial artist caused the surrounding space to tremble.

The trees in the forest could be heard cracking and sputtering, as if they were about to collapse under the immense force.

And opposite her.

When Wei Xianjun fought Cheng Laiyun's giant statue, she had already overexerted herself and was bleeding from all seven orifices.

Even though he has now recovered to the level of a fifth-grade Confucian cultivator, his body is on the verge of collapse.

Not to mention that he was also under pressure from Gao Heyun at this time.

"Heh."

Wei Xianjun's lips twitched twice. He turned around with difficulty, facing the imposing giant sword above Gao Heyun's head, and grinned slightly:

"The bravery and ferocity of the Gao family warriors are indeed well-deserved."

Although I haven't personally witnessed Gao Zhenbei wield this blade, you can get a glimpse of its power just by looking at it.

"I have no regrets in this life."

He did not make any move to resist.

Instead, she looked up at Cheng Laiyun, who had fainted on the ground, and Xu Jiayin, who was sobbing with her shoulders hunched.

He then looked up at the clouds, his eyes revealing helplessness, which finally turned into a sigh:

"My plan will fail."

"This is not the wisdom of your Gao family."

"And that is the will of Heaven."

As he finished speaking, a surge of azure literary energy suddenly rose from his body.

It transformed into a vast expanse of blue sea, gushing forth from within its body!

"No need for you to lift a finger; I'll take care of myself."

"The matter of the colossus is far-reaching, and that foolish boy will certainly not have a good end!"

"I'll be waiting for him downstairs!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

"Bang!!!"

The green mist exploded out with a roar.

The laughter stopped abruptly, as if it had never happened.

Wei Xianjun's body was reduced to dust in the explosion, and the dust was washed down the cliff by the river, where it was buried with the waterfall.

Gao Heyun remained expressionless and did not immediately remove the giant sword from her head.

Instead, he took out the Spirit Tracking Disc from his bosom, locked it for a long time, and only after confirming that Wei Xianjun was completely dead did he put the Spirit Tracking Disc back into his bosom.

Then she looked up at Cheng Laiyun, who had been placed on the flying torch by Xu Jiayin.

Good news.

She spoke softly:

"Go back to Buzhuang first."

Xu Jiayin, concerned for Cheng Laiyun's safety, could no longer contain herself and quickly nodded, "Yes!"

Gao Heyun stood on the flying torch, watching Xu Jiayin, who was pushing the torch with all her might.

And Cheng Laiyun, lying motionless on the flying torch.

Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Then he slowly closed his eyes and murmured in a low voice:

"When did Cheng Laiyun learn of Wei Xianjun's plot?"

"How did he come into his possession of this colossus?"

……

Cheng Laiyun felt like he had just had a heavy drinking session and then slept soundly.

After waking up, my headache not only did not lessen, but it became even more dizzy and nauseous.

The sound of the young lady arguing with Ling Ziyun could be heard.

"Are you even capable?! A direct disciple of the Medical Sect, how come you've been trying to cure a coma for so long?!"

Xu Jiayin's voice was filled with anxiety and resentment.

Ling Ziyun vehemently retorted, "Now you're in a hurry? How could Lai Yun overdraw his divine soul right under your and Supervisor Gao's noses? He's only just entered the ninth rank. Others may not know the consequences of overdrawing their divine soul power, but you, Xu Jiayin, don't?!"

"You!" Xu Jiayin opened her mouth, feeling a wave of discouragement, and ultimately couldn't continue speaking.

If I continue, everything will be exposed.

Only then did Gao Heyun's voice ring out: "Stop arguing, Cheng Laiyun needs to rest."

"snort!"

"snort!"

……

Cheng Laiyun slowly opened his eyes.

He could feel his breathing becoming heavy.

Close your eyes.

There was nothing unusual about his body.

Only deep within his consciousness was there a tearing pain that he could not escape.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness.

The three patriarchs in the Patriarchal Records are still on the prayer mats.

To his surprise, the sphere of light that the giant statue had transformed into was now quietly floating in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Good fortune comes to mind.

He knew that the colossal statue, which had merged with the two mysterious pearls, was now completely bound to him, and they were no longer separate.

In the future, if you want to combine the armor, you only need to think about it.

In this battle, he had deeply experienced the exaggerated combat power of this colossus.

Who was Wei Xianjun?

Fifth-rank Confucian scholar!

A Confucian formation overwhelmed Gao Heyun, a fellow fifth-rank martial artist, to the point that she couldn't even breathe.

Although his cultivation level temporarily dropped to the eighth rank while fighting himself.

But he is an eighth-rank expert with fifth-rank experience!

Every Confucian and Legalist practice it promotes surpasses that of an ordinary eighth-rank Confucian scholar!

And what about yourself?

Ninth-rank ink cultivator.

It can be said that they are at the very bottom of the extraordinary world!

He was surprised that he was able to fight him to a standstill with the help of this colossal statue, and even almost killed him.

What if it's just an ordinary eighth-rank official?

Wouldn't that mean he'd be killed with a single punch?

"I need to study the Colossus more thoroughly. I can sense that I haven't fully mastered its combat techniques..."

Cheng Laiyun suppressed his excitement, his gaze calmed, and he looked out the window.

He knew that Xu Jiayin and Gao Heyun were there.

Next up is... the truth game.

Tell me everything you know.

Then they were asked to keep it a secret.

Miss Xu, needless to say, will definitely support me.

Gao Heyun...

Cheng Laiyun's eyes revealed a deep, melancholy.

He had saved her life, and given her personality, she would never betray him.

Then take a good rest and recuperate.

There was no injury to his body, inside or out.

However, due to overdrawing his divine power, he now finds it difficult to control his body.

It means having ideas in one's mind and issuing instructions.

However, the body reacts very slowly and takes a long time to accept the instruction.

Even a simple act of opening one's eyes takes a long time to process.

It will take some time for the body to fully recover.

Fortunately, his speech was still relatively fluent, though he opened his mouth weakly:

Is anyone there...?

……

The argument outside the door stopped abruptly.

"Bang!"

Xu Jiayin burst through the door, her delicate face beaming with surprise:

"Cheng Laiyun! You're finally awake!!"

"How is it?!"

Next was Gao Heyun, her footsteps extremely light as she gracefully entered from outside the door.

"Come in!" Ling Ziyun also wanted to come in from outside the door.

But Gao Heyun reached out and pressed her hand against his chest, firmly blocking him.

"There are some things I want to discuss with Cheng Laiyun, but it's not convenient for you to hear them." Gao Heyun said expressionlessly, her phoenix eyes fixed on Ling Ziyun, her tone leaving no room for argument.

"I'm going to treat him... uh." Ling Ziyun was initially somewhat unconvinced, but upon seeing Gao Heyun's sharp gaze, her expression froze. She then stopped what she was doing and walked towards the door, muttering to herself:

"Alright, alright."