Berlin Qianhe gently raised his hands upward, and the endless power of law and immortal energy in the void surged out and condensed between his palms. Thunder and lightning jumped and flashed wantonly between his palms, causing terror and destruction. The breath came overwhelmingly.
The onlookers monks in Liehuoping felt waves of throbbing and uneasiness in their souls. The strength of Immortal Lord Qianhe was too terrifying.
"How terrifying! Is this the strength of the Immortal Lord?"
"I am also at the peak of Jinxian's strength. I feel that I don't have the courage to resist against Qianhexianjun."
"Yes, I feel the same way. The strength of Immortal Lord Qianhe is so terrifying!"
The city lord and his wife standing aside looked at the power gathered by Immortal Qianhe and said with emotion:
"Qianhe's strength has improved a step further than a hundred thousand years ago. Don't say that the Golden Immortal monks are not impressive enough. I think ordinary early-stage Immortal Lord monks are no match for Qianhe."
"It is also an honor for this monk named Guo Huai to die in the hands of Qianhe."
As Bolin Qianhe shouted, the thunder and lightning between his palms instantly turned into a purple thunder light as thick as a bucket, speeding towards Guo Huai with a breath of destruction.
Guo Huai's expression did not change. He could feel the terrifying energy contained in this lightning. If he was hit by this lightning, the body and soul of the Golden Immortal monk would be wiped out in an instant.
He looked calm and did not try to resist the attack of the thunder. Instead, he stood upright in the void. He did not make any defense, and was just submerged in the opponent's terrifying thunder.
Bailin Qianhe watched Guo Huai being overwhelmed by the lightning, with a proud smile on his face. He knew that the name Guo Huai would completely disappear from the immortal world from now on.
He turned around and looked at the other monks on the Fierce Fire Ping, with a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes. These monks are all ants in the fairy world. Only Bailin Qianhe is the real strong one.
"Is this Guo Huai so scared? Why is he so motionless?"
"I must have been scared to death, or I knew that no matter how I resisted, I would die, so I stopped resisting completely and just wanted to die."
"Alas! It ended in an anticlimax. I thought there was a wonderful battle that I could watch and learn something from. Who knew it would end like this."
"This is completely normal. After all, the power gap between the two parties is huge!"
As the lightning slowly dissipated, Guo Huai's figure was revealed again.
Guo Huai still stood in the void with a calm expression, and his eyes revealed a deep wisdom and calmness.
Behind him, a faint golden light gradually emerged, surrounding him like an amulet, exuding a simple and mysterious aura.
Berlin Qianhe's smile gradually disappeared, replaced by a trace of shock and confusion. He never thought that his attack could not defeat Guo Huai.
He felt a heaven-defying aura emanating from Guo Huai, which made him feel extremely depressed and uneasy.
"This...how is this possible!" Berlin Qianhe's voice was trembling, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
Guo Huai slowly raised his head, his eyes as deep as stars, seemingly containing endless wisdom and power. In his eyes, everyone seemed to see the vastness and infinity of the universe.
"Do you think such thunder can destroy me? You are too naive." Guo Huai's voice was calm, but full of majesty and determination. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was mocking Berlin Qianhe's ignorance and arrogance.
Berlin Qianhe was shocked. He suddenly realized that he had underestimated Guo Huai's strength. The man in front of him was far beyond the opponents he had encountered before.
The monks who were watching were stunned at this scene. They originally thought that Guo Huai would definitely die, but they did not expect that he would save the day and show strength beyond their imagination.
Guo Huai's body exuded golden light, like a dazzling sun, shining on everyone.
Berlin Qianhe's face turned pale. He felt the pressure from Guo Huai, and an unprecedented fear hit his heart.
He finally realized that the monk in front of him was far from being a match for him.
"How is it possible? Aren't you a Golden Immortal monk? How can you have the strength of the Immortal Lord Realm!" A feeling of despair surged in Berlin Qianhe's heart, and his eyes flashed with fear and unwillingness.
Guo Huai smiled slightly, and the light in his hand flickered, showing an unparalleled power. He looked at Berlin Qianhe, with a hint of amusement in his voice: "Cultivation does not determine everything. In the world of cultivation, there is no inevitable correspondence between strength and realm. You have underestimated me, and now you can only accept this fact."
Berlin Qianhe knew that he could not defeat Guo Huai, but he was not willing to fail like this. He wanted to use up his last strength and die together with Guo Huai.
He clenched his hands and muttered words, preparing to use his strongest magic.
Guo Huai didn't give him a chance. He smiled softly, with a deep light in his eyes. His arm was waved gently like a whisk, and an invisible force suddenly enveloped Berlin Qianhe.
Berlin Chizuru felt that his body had become extremely heavy, and he could no longer move. He was horrified to find that his life force was constantly draining, and there was nothing he could do.
The surrounding air seemed to be frozen, filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.
Guo Huai smiled slightly and looked at the despair and struggle in Berlin Qianhe's eyes, as if he was enjoying a wonderful drama. He said softly: "Do you really think that you can defeat your opponent only if you have high cultivation level? In the world of cultivation, wisdom and skill are equally important."
After hearing Guo Huai's words, Berlin Qianhe's eyes flashed with regret and helplessness. He knew that he had underestimated his opponent and the vagaries of the world of cultivation. At this moment, he felt hopeless and powerless, but he was also relieved of his fate.
"Guo Huai, who are you?" Bailin Qianhe spoke with difficulty, with a trace of unwillingness and doubt in his voice.
Guo Huai smiled faintly and did not answer Bailin Qianhe's question. He just stared quietly at the Immortal Lord monk in front of him who was once arrogant.
As time passed, Berlin Chizuru's body gradually weakened, and eventually turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated in the air.
Guo Huai looked at Berlin Qianhe, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes. He knew that the monks in the Immortal Lord Realm could no longer pose a threat to him.
He turned around to face the monks and said with a smile: "Everyone, today's events will let you see what a truly strong person is."
His voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly. All the monks lowered their heads, not daring to look at Guo Huai.
They knew that the gap between themselves and Guo Huai was too big, and they were not even qualified to challenge him.
The city lord and his wife also looked stunned. Isn't this Guo Huai a golden immortal monk? Judging from his previous aura, the aura fluctuations on his body must be at the peak of the Golden Immortal, and he has definitely not broken through to the Immortal Lord realm.
Why did his strength suddenly increase so much that even the veteran Xianjun monk Qianhe was no match for him?
