The old man with the cane revealed all his trump cards, clearly not wanting to give Dugu Changkong any chance, aiming to suppress him in the shortest time possible.
When everyone was fighting Sword Immortal Changgeng earlier, the old man with the cane didn’t exert this much effort.
The powerful figures from various sects harbored their own agendas, naturally unable to fight with full force. They needed to reserve some strength to guard against sneak attacks from those around them.
Otherwise, if a hundred top-tier powerful figures launched a desperate joint attack, even those who had ascended the divine bridge would have to weigh their options.
“If the Old Ancestor is harmed, No-Dao Cliff won’t have a peaceful day.”
The elders of the Linghe Sect looked grave, deeply worried.
At this moment, many people’s hearts were tense, wanting to see how Dugu Changkong would resolve the situation.
The vast starry sky turned into a chaotic battlefield.
Seeing the cane about to pierce Dugu Changkong’s forehead, many people broke out in cold sweat, and within the prayer bead barrier, Wu Junyan was extremely worried, hating his own weakness for being unable to help.
As the person involved, Dugu Changkong remained indifferent, not even blinking.
“Swish—”
With a light flick of his sleeve, a gentle breeze stirred.
The cane, which was like a divine weapon, suddenly froze in the void, unable to move forward.
With a wave of his hand, hundreds of raging fire dragons instantly disintegrated. Faintly, dragon roars of agony could be heard.
The furnace floating in the starry sky, which was about to spew extreme flames, was sealed by an unknown force, trembling violently, with several cracks appearing on its body.
Seeing this, the old man with the cane was both shocked and terrified, hurriedly waving the black ancient banner in his hand, letting the law of the storm engulf the region where Dugu Changkong stood.
Thinking he could finally breathe a sigh of relief, who would have thought Dugu Changkong would tear through the star sea space and appear right in front of the old man with the cane in one step.
Slowly raising his right hand, he pointed his index finger at the old man’s forehead.
A yin-yang diagram manifested behind Dugu Changkong, a hundred feet in diameter, containing the myriad laws of the universe, with ancient Dao marks inscribed in every corner.
A lush evergreen tree appeared on the left, its leaves all different, symbolizing the three thousand Dao laws, each with its own path, yet closely connected, born from the same root.
A green mountain appeared on the right, towering a thousand feet high, symbolizing an unshakable Dao Heart.
In an instant, the old man with the cane recognized the technique, his expression turning increasingly terrified, uttering a trembling voice filled with fear, “You are from Qing…”
Before he could finish, Dugu Changkong’s finger light had already arrived.
“Poof!”
The power of the finger light was unstoppable.
Even the protective Dao technique of a peak Great Vehicle cultivator was like tattered cloth, unable to resist.
“Boom!”
The old man’s head exploded, his soul fleeing frantically into the distance.
Perhaps due to his high-standing mindset, Dugu Changkong allowed the old man’s soul to escape, not pursuing to the end.
With his physical body destroyed, it would take the old man at least a thousand years to recover to his peak.
The cultivators of No-Dao Cliff quickly sheltered the old man’s soul, looking at Dugu Changkong with fear and shock, their bodies trembling, not daring to seek revenge.
“Taiqing Four Symbols Finger!”
“How do you know the techniques of the Qing Sect?”
“Could it be that the Linghe Sect obtained it from the Qing Sect’s ruins back then?”
“No, if it were just a Dao technique, it wouldn’t cause the Qing Sect’s original technique’s phenomenon. There’s only one possibility, he… he is from the Qing Sect!”
The world’s heroes exclaimed in shock, their expressions changing, their voices filled with fear.
Ordinary people didn’t know about the Qing Sect, they were just frightened by the scene before them, finding it shocking and unbelievable.
A single finger suppressed a peak Great Vehicle cultivator, nearly killing him on the spot.
Moreover, anyone could see that Dugu Changkong had no intention of exterminating him completely, otherwise, the old man’s soul would have had no chance to escape.
“Old Wu’s master is this powerful!”
Within the prayer bead barrier, Chen Qingyuan’s eyes widened, his mouth dry, truly startled.
Wu Junyan also didn’t know his master could be this powerful, standing there dumbfounded.
“One finger to defeat an enemy, the Supreme Ancestor of the Linghe Sect is truly terrifying.”
Warships anchored far from the Baichen Star Domain, where cultivators used sacred weapon mirrors or supernatural powers to watch the battle, their hearts pounding.
“With such combat power, could he really be no weaker than Sword Immortal Changgeng?”
Suddenly, a group of people recalled the words of the Sword Immortal, developing a deep sense of awe for Dugu Changkong.
In the depths of the starry sky, hundreds of top-tier powerful figures watched Dugu Changkong, the atmosphere extremely oppressive, suffocating their souls.
“Is he really the Old Ancestor Dugu?”
The elders of the Linghe Sect naturally recognized this as the core secret art of the Qing Sect, feeling for the first time that the Old Ancestor Dugu was so unfamiliar, their faces filled with confusion and fear.
“Who are you?”
A powerful figure’s throat tightened, loudly questioning.
“A person of the Qing Sect.”
Dugu Changkong stood with his hands behind his back, his stature hunched, yet exuding supreme authority.
As his words fell, the world was shocked.
Wow—
In an instant, countless hearts trembled, emotions surging uncontrollably like raging waves.
“Old Ancestor, you…”
Several elders of the Linghe Sect took a few steps forward, wanting to communicate with Dugu Changkong, but found they didn’t know where to start.
In their memories, when they joined the sect in their youth, Dugu Changkong was already a pillar of the Sacred Ground, no matter how they thought about it, he couldn’t be a person of the Qing Sect!
Why was this so?
The cultivators of the Linghe Sect couldn’t understand, their lips turning pale, their bodies shivering with cold.
Long ago, Dugu Changkong didn’t go to the demon abyss but wandered through every corner of the Imperial Province. One day, he met a high-ranking member of the Linghe Sect, and they became friends.
Thus, Dugu Changkong became an elder of the Linghe Sect, later contributing to the sect many times, gradually becoming a core elder, and eventually the Supreme Ancestor, holding extremely high authority.
“Indeed.”
Watching from the side, Sword Immortal Li Muyang wasn’t too surprised, showing an expression of “as expected.” Ten thousand years ago, he had fought Dugu Changkong once, and despite Dugu Changkong’s efforts to hide it, he still detected traces of the Qing Sect’s Dao techniques.
However, Li Muyang didn’t investigate further at the time, finding it unnecessary. Besides, he was preparing for a battle with the heavens and had no energy to spare.
“Should these matters be brought to light?”
In the shadows, Yu Chenran, who was watching the commotion, frowned. Originally, he wanted to pave the way for Chen Qingyuan, step by step, to avoid many crises.
Now, with Dugu Changkong directly revealing his identity, it would greatly impact the Qing Sect.
Of course, if Dugu Changkong had the strength to suppress all unsettling factors, that would be another matter.
“The Qing Sect…”
In the dark corners of the major Sacred Grounds, those ancient beings lying in coffins sensed the movement of this karma, opening their eyes one after another, the smell of decay emanating from their bodies, their eyes containing the marks of long ages.
“The karma of the past cannot be concealed.”
The strongest figures of the ancient sects of the Sacred Grounds were not those who showed their faces, but these guys hiding in dark, damp places, all nearly thirty thousand years old, with a few even having lived for thirty thousand years, still struggling to hold on.