The collapse of one's mind wasn't harmful in itself, and it wouldn't cause any harm. However, it was like a frightened soul that couldn't be recovered in a short period of time. Moreover, during this period, one's mind and consciousness would be affected and would be very weak. If one were to circulate spirit energy at this time and use a divine ability or immortal art, there would be the danger of qi deviation, and one would suffer a backlash.
In the magnificent and luxurious venue, there was silence at this moment.
The seven to eight hundred people present, one by one, were all paralyzed on the ground like a pool of mud.
Those with weak cultivation base were dizzy and had a confused look on their faces, and did not know what had happened at all.
Those with strong cultivation base, after regaining consciousness, were deeply frightened, as if they had suffered a disaster, and were terrified.
Only two people were still standing in the whole venue.
One of them was Féquy.
Féquy had been standing by the table from beginning to end, bowing, lowering his head, holding a wine pot in his hand, ready to pour wine at any time. He looked like a loyal servant, as if everything that happened here had nothing to do with him. He only had one task, and that was to serve the Young Master well and be a competent servant.
In addition to Féquy, the other person standing was Gu Qingfeng.
He was still wearing a clean white robe, without any decorations on it. It was as white as snow, and formed a sharp contrast with the ink-like long black hair.
He stood with his hands behind his back.
Like a lonely peak standing between heaven and earth.
He was still him.
But he was not the previous him.
The previous him was frivolous, carefree, and unrestrained, like an ignorant and incompetent dandy.
Now he was lonely, quiet, and domineering, like an overlord looking disdainfully at the world.
Previously, he was so weak that he could not even stand up to a gust of wind. He was like a dusk without any vitality.
Now he was still extremely weak and fragile, like the dusk at dusk, but it was not the dusk at dusk, but the dusk when the sun fell. There was no vitality, only lethargy, endless lethargy.
Silence.
Endless silence.
Silence.
And also endless silence.
Opposite, Elder Wei sat on the ground.
At this moment.
He sat on the ground in a daze, unable to move. He could only support his upper body with his arms, as if his spirit had been hollowed out. He hung his head and did not dare to say a word.
Senior Wei had cultivated for thousands of years, and his cultivation was achieved by himself step by step. No one knew how much sweat, how much blood he had shed, and how many injuries he had suffered to achieve his current cultivation. In antiquity times, he was also a respected Earthly Immortal in this world. However, over thousands of years, he had seen too many people die on the way to becoming immortal. Therefore, he had many things to do, so he chose to be in charge of the villa.
Speaking of it, Elder Wei, he had experienced many big and small scenes, big and small, and he had seen a lot of strange people.
However, he had never been so embarrassed, panicked, and frightened as he was today.
He could not figure out how a person who had no cultivation base, no good fortune, no reincarnation, no true fate, and was not an immortal or a demon, without using any spiritual power or Divine Skills, could shatter the mind that he had always been proud of with just a shout.
He couldn't figure it out either. Just a moment ago, he was still a leisurely dandy. How did he suddenly become so terrifying?
It was really terrifying.
Even though Gu Qingfeng, who was standing in front of him, didn't say a word, didn't reveal any killing intent, and didn't show any power, Elder Wei still felt a deep sense of fear.
It was the fear of the sun falling and dusk coming.
It was also a kind of endless silent fear.
Feeling this fear, Elder Wei did not dare to move, speak, or even breathe.
Opposite.
Gu Qingfeng looked at these people who were paralyzed on the ground, but he only glanced at them, shook his head, and sat back on the chair. At the same time, Féquy immediately poured a cup of wine from the wine pot and carefully handed it over.
He did not know why.
When Gu Qingfeng sat down, the endless silent fear that shrouded Elder Wei gradually disappeared.
This time, Elder Wei seemed to be relieved of a heavy burden. He could no longer hold on and was completely paralyzed on the ground, panting heavily. However, at this moment, Gu Qingfeng's voice suddenly sounded.
"How is it, how do you feel?"
The momentum was no longer vast, and the power of the sound was no longer rolling. However, when it reached Elder Wei's ears, he felt as if he had fallen into a mountain of swords and a sea of fire. His whole body, from his skin, meridians, blood, and Zifu, had an indescribable discomfort that made him feel unbearable pain.
"I, don't..."
When Elder Wei opened his mouth, his voice was not only weak but also hoarse. After saying two words, he hurriedly said, "I... I..."
Elder Wei was really scared and did not dare to call himself I anymore. He modestly addressed himself as' I '.
"Raise your head."
Elder Wei raised his head in fear and trepidation. His old face was already deathly pale from fright. When he met Gu Qingfeng's eyes, it was as if he had fallen into an endless abyss, making his soul feel like it was breathing. He hurriedly lowered his head again.
"I ask you, is my mind abnormal now?"
Gu Qingfeng's voice sounded. Elder Wei wanted to cry but had no tears. He even had the heart to die.
"Look at you, you're not young anymore. You must have cultivated for a long time, right? Don't you even have this little bit of eyesight? You still dare to say that I'm mentally abnormal? What, have you lived all these years in vain? "
"I... I know I was wrong... I had eyes but failed to see and offended Young Master..."
After cultivating for thousands of years, what made Elder Wei feel the deepest was to put away the so-called self-esteem. It was not shameful to admit one's mistakes. In front of the strong, one must always understand the word 'humble'.
Gu Qingfeng did not raise his cup to drink. He said, "I'm asking you, do you know my identity?"
"Young Master's surname is Gu, first name..."
At this point, Elder Wei suddenly stopped. He did not dare to continue because he suddenly realized that Gu Qingfeng had killed dozens of Sengoku Viscounts in the northwest. If this was exposed, the consequences would be very serious. He did not want to personally expose Gu Qingfeng's identity.
Moreover, he did not think that this was the meaning of Gu Qingfeng's question. He remembered that Gu Qingfeng had previously called himself King Chixiao and said that today he would use this matter to let others know of his existence as a King. Although Elder Wei did not know why he did this, he did not dare to think too much at this moment and quickly responded.
"Young Master's surname is Gu, his name is Tianlang, his Taoist name is Chi Xiao, he is... he is King Chixiao."
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