"How dare you trespass on Langya! Leave your lives behind!" Langya's Earth Spirit roared, and together with the hairman Gu Immortals at his side, he activated the Tian Po Suo Luo and charged straight in.
Retreat!
Seeing the silver giant charging forward with such ferocity, the Central Continent Gu Immortals scattered like lightning, retreating explosively from all directions.
Even Feng Jiuge was pulling back.
However, his retreat was the slowest of them all. This was by no means because he was slower than the other Gu Immortals — he was deliberately bringing up the rear.
Without question, Feng Jiuge was the strongest combatant among the Central Continent Gu Immortals and the commanding general of this expedition. More than half the success or failure of this operation rested on his shoulders. He needed to hold everything together from every angle.
"That's Feng Jiuge of Central Continent's Ling Yuan Zhai!" Langya's Earth Spirit controlled the Tian Po Suo Luo, and upon seeing Feng Jiuge, his pupils contracted slightly, his face filled with gravity.
The visitor had come with ill intent. Langya's Earth Spirit felt enormous pressure.
Because Feng Jiuge's appearance meant the ten great ancient sects of Central Continent — and more importantly, that Heavenly Court had become Langya Blessed Land's opponent!
Heavenly Court — the foremost power across all of human history, from ancient times to the present, and at the same time the greatest Blessed Land under heaven!
How could Langya's Earth Spirit not feel tense, not feel crushing pressure, when facing such an opponent?
"Little Five!" Langya's Earth Spirit called out.
The hairman Gu Immortal Mao Wu hastily nodded. "Leave it to me!"
As he spoke, he activated an immortal-level killer move.
The killer move took immediate effect, manifesting on the silver giant of the Tian Po Suo Luo. The silver giant suddenly opened its massive mouth and unleashed a magnificent beam of light.
The beam surged forward with overwhelming force, arriving before Feng Jiuge in the blink of an eye.
"What incredible speed!" Feng Jiuge was slightly startled. White light reflected across his face, but almost immediately, the corner of his lips curved upward.
Whoosh.
In an instant, he vanished without a trace. The magnificent beam pierced through the spot where he had stood and shot straight onward into the distance, churning up waves of air ripples along its path.
When Feng Jiuge reappeared, he had not retreated but advanced — arriving right before the silver giant's forehead.
"He's directly above us!" Inside the silver giant, the hairman Gu Immortal responsible for scouting immediately shouted.
The hairman Gu Immortals inside fell into a brief panic.
"Since you've come, it would be rude not to return the favor — take this!" Feng Jiuge laughed aloud, his wide sleeves billowing, as a vast and imposing aura erupted violently from his body.
Immortal-level killer move — Triple Harmony Sound!
Feng Jinhuang threw a distant punch that produced the thunderous boom of a war drum. Then he struck down with a palm that rang out with the resonant chime of a bronze bell. Next, he thrust a finger forward, generating a piercing whistle.
These were the supreme techniques from the Three Sound True Inheritance — the Drum Fist, the Bell Palm, and the Whistle Finger.
Previously, Feng Jiuge had only cultivated the first two, supplementing his arsenal. But ever since Fang Yuan had escaped his pursuit, Feng Jiuge had returned to Central Continent, reflected on his shortcomings, and through painstaking cultivation mastered the final technique — the Whistle Finger.
Now, with all three means at his disposal, he could chain them into the combo technique Triple Harmony Sound.
Punch, palm, finger — then punch, palm, finger again. Following this sequence, Feng Jiuge attacked ceaselessly. The immortal essence consumption of each strike was greatly reduced, and the offensive power even increased slightly.
Though the boost to each individual strike was modest, Feng Jiuge's attack frequency was astonishingly fast. His fists, palms, and fingers cycled like a revolving wheel, and in a short span he had already unleashed over a hundred blows! With the number of strikes exploding like this, the combined might of the Triple Harmony Sound was not to be underestimated!
Wave after wave of sound struck the silver giant's body, gradually sending it stumbling. The hairman Gu Immortals inside felt dizzy and disoriented.
The silver giant swung both arms, stirring up wind and clouds, trying to swat Feng Jiuge out of the sky.
But Feng Jiuge's aerial movement techniques were exceptionally refined. He dodged and twisted through midair with extraordinary agility. Though the giant's arms were terrifyingly massive and its movements fierce and savage, it simply could not touch Feng Jiuge.
"It seems we need immortal-level means to suppress this man!" Langya's Earth Spirit's gaze grew ever more solemn. He suddenly barked another command: "Mao San! Mao Si!"
The two hairman Gu Immortals responded in unison, each activating an immortal-level killer move.
The killer move activated by Mao San caused a layer of dark green wooden vine armor to gradually materialize over the silver giant's body.
When Feng Jiuge's Triple Harmony Sound struck it, the sound waves were actually absorbed by the wooden vine armor.
The killer move activated by Mao Si caused the top of the silver giant's head to spray out countless golden spiral air currents. These currents spread out densely, converging on Feng Jiuge from all sides.
Feng Jiuge's situation took a sudden turn for the worse.
His attacks were no longer effective, and no matter how he flew, the golden spiral air currents around him only multiplied, impossible to shake off.
Nearby, the Central Continent Gu Immortal Fang Yunhua observed this and thought to himself: "According to our intelligence, once this silver giant is taken down, the battle will be decided. Feng Jiuge has run into trouble — I should lend him a hand."
With this thought, Fang Yunhua was just about to activate a killer move when he suddenly heard a companion's warning: "Brother Fang, dodge quickly!"
"What?!" In the very next instant, Fang Yunhua saw the silver giant open its mouth once more, unleashing another magnificent beam of light.
The beam was aimed squarely at him. Fang Yunhua hastily poured his full effort into his defensive measures.
But the Tian Po Suo Luo was an Eighth Transformation combat force. Though Fang Yunhua was a Seventh Transformation powerhouse, he was no match for the likes of Feng Jiuge or Fang Yuan. His defensive measures only bought him three breaths of time.