Chapter 1998
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The thirteenth of the Thirteen Great Bandits, Tu Qing, was killed by Gu Fei, provoking the leader of the Thirteen Great Bandits, the Ironblood Daoist.
Gu Fei and the Ironblood Daoist faced off against each other, separated by a transparent barrier.
"That Tu Qing didn't know what's good for him. He refused to submit to my master, so he died."
Gu Zhong looked at the Ironblood Daoist and spoke calmly. He could feel the daoist's anger. This person was like an enraged beast and was currently in great danger.
"And who are you? A puny powerhouse, this isn't a place for you to interrupt!"
The Iron Blood Daoist shouted. The aura of a quasi-sage erupted from his body and pressed towards Gu Zhong, who was outside the sky. He wanted to show Gu Zhong his strength.
However, Gu Zhong's expression remained unchanged under the pressure of this quasi-saint. He actually withstood it without batting an eyelid.
"You …"
The Ironblood Daoist was shocked to see that Gu Zhong could actually withstand the pressure of a quasi-saint. Was this guy really only at the realm of great experts?
He was a little doubtful.
"Ironblood Daoist, do you dare to come out and fight?"
Gu Fei naturally knew that the Ironblood Daoist was pressuring Gu Zhong, but he didn't stop him. He knew that Gu Zhong could withstand the aura of a quasi-saint.
"You're going too far."
The Ironblood Daoist was both shocked and furious. These two didn't seem to be simple at all. Just how did his subordinates provoke these two?
If he were to find out who provoked these two fiends, he would definitely throw that person to feed the beasts.
At this moment, the Ironblood Daoist calmed down. Since these two dared to come to his door, it meant that they weren't afraid of him at all.
Especially that Gu Fei. He actually couldn't see through this person's depth.
He knew that supreme powers like the Ziyun Clan and the Middle Ground Immortal Palace had a few self-sealing saints. These existences were the strongest in the human world.
Before these existences, quasi-saints were like powerless children. Could it be that this person was one of those supreme antiques?
"I'll say it again. Surrender or die, it's your choice."
Gu Fei said as he looked at the Iron Blood Daoist in the sky screen. He could sense that the Qi and blood of the Iron Blood Daoist seemed to be stronger than that of an ordinary half-sage.
The more powerful a cultivator's blood and Qi was, the more powerful that cultivator's life force was. Cultivators with a strong life force were less likely to die.
Take Gu Fei for example. Even if his Martial Body was destroyed, it could still be reconstructed in an instant.
"This is intolerable. Open the formation, I want to go out and kill these two arrogant fellows."
The Iron Blood Daoist could not take it anymore. These two fellows were too despicable. They actually wanted to subdue the entire Thirteen Iron Blood Flags with just the two of them.
"Boss, that person is Gu Fei!"
Ninth Brother transmitted his voice to Iron Blood Daoist.
"So what if it's Gu Fei?"
Iron Blood Daoist said impatiently.
"This Gu Fei defeated Zi Yun Xiao not long ago."
The ninth of the Thirteen Bandits continued.
"What? Damn it!"
The Iron Blood Daoist couldn't help but be shocked. He didn't know who Gu Fei was because he was in seclusion when Gu Fei rose to prominence in the southern region. However, he couldn't ignore Zi Yun Xiao.
Zi Yun Xiao was known as the supreme genius of the Ziyun clan in the past thousand years. He had already become a half-sage at such a young age. With enough time, Zi Yun Xiao would most likely become a saint.
Although the Iron Blood Daoist had never fought Zi Yun Xiao before, he knew that he might not be able to defeat him if he were to meet him.
This person had actually defeated Zi Yun Xiao. He truly had the right to be arrogant.
"So, surrender or die?"
Gu Fei didn't want to waste time with the Iron Blood Daoist. He only had two choices. With his current cultivation, he had to keep his word. As long as the Iron Blood Daoist didn't surrender, then there was nothing else to say.
"Hmph! If you want me to surrender, then you'll have to show me what you're capable of. "
The Iron Blood Daoist said. An existence like him would only submit to someone stronger than him. The strong would never submit to the weak.
"Very well!"
Gu Fei nodded. He knew that it was impossible to convince someone like the Iron Blood Daoist to submit to him with just words. In order to truly subdue these people, he had to show a few moves.
As for avenging the thirteenth brother, no one would be so bored as to do that.
The Iron Blood Daoist was furious because the thirteenth brother was one of his men. Gu Fei killed his man and didn't give him any face. Thus, the Iron Blood Daoist wanted to get even with Gu Fei.
"Bang!"
Without any hesitation, Gu Fei threw a punch at the sky screen in front of him. Primal chaos dao patterns faintly appeared on his fist. It looked like a casual punch, but in the eyes of the Iron Blood Daoist, it was an entirely different matter.
"Boom!"
When Gu Fei's fist hit the sky in front of him, the entire sky shook. Countless runes emerged on the transparent sky, intertwining with the power of the Great Dao.
"This …"
Everyone was shocked. Gu Fei's casual punch had actually shaken the Saint-level grand formation protecting the Phoenix Nest. It was truly unbelievable.
"You …"
The Iron Blood Daoist was also shocked by Gu Fei's punch. Although he cultivated the Immortal Bird Mystic Art, it didn't mean that he wouldn't die.
An expert like Gu Fei might have a way to kill him. The Iron Blood Daoist didn't want to take the risk. It was known that it wasn't easy for him to become a Demi-Saint.
When the Saint-level grand formation calmed down, the Iron Blood Daoist surrendered. He had no choice but to surrender. His opponent's fist was harder than his own. In the cultivation world, whoever had the harder fist was the boss. It was that simple.
The Iron Blood Daoist personally opened the Saint-level grand formation and welcomed Gu Fei and his disciple into the Phoenix Nest.
The Thirteen Bandits had now become the Twelve Bandits. No one dared to jump out to avenge the death of their thirteenth brother, Tu Qing. This was simply courting death.
Tu Qing's death didn't matter. The others had to live, and they had to live well.
As the higher-ups submitted to Gu Fei, the Iron Blood Thirteen Banners also surrendered. Without much effort, Gu Fei and his disciple had taken down the Iron Blood Thirteen Banners.
Gu Fei and Gu Zhong were, after all, passersby on the Ancestral Buzhou Star. They would eventually leave, and not many among the Iron Blood Thirteen Banners would truly submit to them.
They were well aware of this, so they didn't care about it.
The first order Gu Fei gave after taking down the Iron Blood Thirteen Banners was to find a way to the Soaring Dragon Ancestral Star.
The Iron Blood Daoist and the other higher-ups were dumbfounded. Where was the Soaring Dragon Ancestral Star? Could it be another source of life outside of the Ancestral Buzhou Star? They had never heard of such a source of life.
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