After a brief silence, a massive golden pupil appeared in the boundless darkness. In an instant, the void crackled with energy, and a violent pressure changed Feng Sheng's expression drastically.

"Go!"

Li Sheng pointed expressionlessly, and the sky was filled with golden lightning, coalescing into a raging sea of lightning that surged violently towards Feng Sheng. Witnessing this, all hope in Feng Sheng's heart dissipated, replaced by a grave look in his eyes.

"Third style of the Barbarian God, Shock the Sky!"

A giant clad in red armor, towering over ten feet tall, raised his axe, its dark aura swelling as he struck down at the golden sea. The terrifying might instantly spread over a hundred yards, but before Feng Sheng could rejoice, he was engulfed by endless lightning from behind.

A pained roar echoed from within the golden sea. The red giant's armor shattered, the dark light on the axe diminished, and within mere breaths, he was heavily wounded.

"Fourth style of the Barbarian God, Hundred Battles!"

The red light surged in the golden sea, pushing the surrounding lightning back ten yards, revealing a slightly disheveled figure. As Feng Sheng struggled, Li Sheng coldly observed, the golden pupil behind him vanishing as a flash of red light erupted.

With the appearance of the red pupil, the golden vision transformed into a world of magma, a dense sulfurous aura spreading out. Under Li Sheng's control, a sea of red lava seemed to flood down from the heavens.

Feng Sheng's face changed drastically as he stood within the sea of lightning. He had already used his trump card against the lightning assault, and with no means to break through, facing the descending magma, his fighting spirit instantly evaporated.

With a grim expression, he cried out, "Li... Master Li, please spare my life! I'm willing to apologize!"

"Begging for mercy? Too late!"

A trace of coldness flashed in Li Sheng's eyes. To dare provoke him and injure his junior sister, he had to give a lesson that would be unforgettable. It was also a perfect opportunity to elevate his sect's reputation and prepare for future discipleship.

Thinking this, Li Sheng raised his right hand, and the golden sea and red magma surged violently, their might increasing threefold as they rolled towards Feng Sheng.

"You dare, Li? I am the true disciple of the Divine Power Sect! If you kill me, our ancestor will surely avenge me!"

In the surge of red and gold energies, Feng Sheng's pained cries echoed. Below, five disciples of the Divine Power Sect appeared pale, yet their tone remained haughty.

"Li, our ancestor is a Grand Master of the present age, standing at the pinnacle! I advise you to cease this and let go of Senior Brother Feng Sheng!"

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"Exactly! Our ancestor is nearby, and I admit you are strong, but before a Grand Master, you are like an ant! Don't be foolish!"

A female disciple of the Divine Power Sect, with her cheek puffed out, pointed at Li Sheng, seeming to scold him, but the pain on her face caused her to tremble and shut her mouth, although her eyes burned with hatred.

Hearing the shouts below, Li Sheng raised an eyebrow, looking down with a chilling gaze that made the group shiver.

"Had almost forgotten about you..."

In the sea of lightning, a beam as thick as an arm fell, its violent power sending the group flying, each one spitting blood and wailing.

Seeing the fate of the Divine Power Sect's disciples, discussions in the forest halted.

"This method is ruthless, to disable them with a single strike..."

"This approach is a bit harsh; if it brings their ancestor here, it might not be worth it."

"You seem to have forgotten about that fourth-grade formation; even if Barbarian Tianqing came, it would be futile!"

Having dealt with the small fry, Li Sheng focused his senses, and the movements of Feng Sheng in the energy surge grew increasingly weak, his aura flickering like a candle in the wind.

"Almost there... truly killing him would be a loss."

Seeing this, Li Sheng waved his right hand, and the sea of energy instantly dissipated, revealing Feng Sheng, whose face was ashen.

At this moment, he looked utterly miserable, lying in mid-air with his limbs contorted unnaturally, his aura weaker than a sixth-grade martial artist.

Li Sheng lightly waved his hand, a stream of spiritual energy lifting him down slowly; just five yards above the ground, he withdrew the energy.

"Bang!"

"Pfft!"

Feng Sheng fell, spitting out blood, his eyes filled with terror. He had thought he was about to perish; regret surged in him like a tide. Though gravely injured, at least he had saved his life.

He then struggled to open his storage bag, painfully retrieving a bottle of pills to swallow.

At that moment, a thin stream of spiritual energy swept through, causing all six of their storage bags to fly into Li Sheng's hands.

"You!"

Feng Sheng's expression darkened, about to scold him, but Li Sheng's icy demeanor made him instinctively shut his mouth and silently heal.

At this point, Li Sheng beckoned for his junior sister to come out, then approached Feng Sheng and the others, coldly saying, "Apologize!"

Looking at the ethereal girl before him, Feng Sheng's eyelids twitched violently, feeling a sting of humiliation.

"Feng... Feng is in the wrong."

Seeing his flushed face and awkward expression, Li Sheng nodded expressionlessly, then turned his gaze to the others, inwardly marveling.

"This girl's charm is increasingly astonishing."

"Li, we were wrong..."

"..."

As the others finished apologizing, Li Sheng's gaze swept to the distant forest, where everyone else avoided his eyes.

However, a few girls responded to his gaze with fiery looks.

"Seems I've spotted a few acquaintances..."

Li Sheng thought to himself.

"Li! Big Dragon!"

A flamboyant young man waved a folding fan from afar, approaching with a youth in a Daoist robe.

"Li, you haven't lost your flair after all this time." A girl in a yellow dress smiled from the forest but made no move to come closer.

"Ling Ke?"

Li Sheng nodded slightly, not saying much. He remembered this girl was from Hundred Flower Island, and he felt an uncomfortable aura around her, causing him to subconsciously avoid her.

Seeing Yan Yunfei and Wang Ye arrive, Li Sheng smiled, greeting the two as they walked into the sect.

With the excitement gone, the crowd in the forest dispersed, and Mu Rong Jingyun glanced at the Qing Ling Sect's formation, pondering before turning to leave.

Moments later, the forest was empty, and then a beautiful girl in a yellow dress came gracefully.

Her outfit was quite revealing, with thin gauze draping her body, her figure exquisite and alluring, naturally exuding an enchanting charm that captivated hearts.

At least, it eased Feng Sheng's previously gloomy expression.

"Feng's humiliation is sure to amuse Junior Sister Ling Ke..."