The prince is in trouble, your invincible strength has been exposed

After all, the name of the Emperor Shakti was a thunderous presence for everyone present. Not only was he a true great grandmaster-level powerhouse, but the phoenix blood flowing in his body gave him almost indestructible power, making him an almost immortal existence. Even the other Grand Masters would inevitably feel powerless in the face of the Emperor's terrifying recovery speed.

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang Mountain, the legendary Taoist master, stood with his hands in his hands, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. When he felt the black dot that was approaching, his brow furrowed slightly. He knew that the picture presented by this Heavenly Dao Gold List was actually more like a projection of the real world, and it could even truly reflect some of the aura and sense of oppression.

However, for most of the people on the Kyushu Continent, most of them were cultivators under the Grandmaster, so it was difficult to feel these subtle aura. But for a great master like Zhang Sanfeng, years of enlightenment practice allowed him to vaguely capture those subtle feelings. Now, although the "little black dot" has not yet fully manifested its true appearance, the aura close to the Tao makes Zhang Sanfeng feel a kind of familiarity.

He vaguely guessed in his heart that this might be a senior master of the Daomen. Even if not, then this mysterious figure must be a cultivator.

On the other side, in the Heavenly Gate, Emperor Shakti was full of fighting spirit. With a wave of his hand, he easily lifted the restrictions around him, ignoring the soldiers who were lucky enough to survive and were fleeing in a hurry. His gaze was firmly on the sky, and his indifferent and challenging voice resounded between heaven and earth: "No matter who you are, this seat will kill you today!"

Xu Fu, this name has been passed down in the land of Kyushu for two thousand years, and he has not only successfully overcome the side effects of phoenix blood, but also reached the mythical realm of immortality. What's even more rare is that the Heavenly Dao seems to favor him, so that the martial arts skills he has cultivated have all reached the peak realm, and they are all perfect.

Under such an achievement, Xu Fu was full of confidence, and he could hardly believe that there was anyone else in this world who could surpass him. For those masters who are among the top three on the peerless list, if they don't come to challenge, then that's fine, but if they really dare to come, Xu Fu vows to let them know that above Kyushu, the real number one is none other than him.

Just when such a thought flashed through his heart, Xu Fu's body erupted with a shocking and powerful aura, as if it was the most terrifying force in heaven and earth. He operated the Sacred Heart Formula, standing at the highest point of the Heavenly Gate, quietly waiting for the arrival of the possible challenger.

And in all corners of Kyushu, the hustle and bustle of the major dynasties has subsided, and everyone's eyes are focused on the sky. They saw a small black dot enlarge in the sky, eventually revealing a clear outline.

That person finally came, he is a Taoist, immortal wind bones, extraordinary temperament, giving people a sense of comfort like a spring breeze. But the most shocking thing is not his appearance, but his ability to step in the air, standing in mid-air without any support, dangling under his feet, as if isolated from the world.

This scene stunned the people of the entire Kyushu, and even an existence like Emperor Shakti couldn't help but be stunned, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. Because among the martial artists at this level, although the grandmaster-level characters can move quickly with the help of force, the speed is comparable to that of an eagle in the sky, and the great grandmaster can stay in mid-air for a short time with the help of tiny objects, but their actions still need to be borrowed after all.

However, the behavior of this Taoist in front of him completely subverted their common sense, what kind of realm is this, to be able to achieve such a state? All this is silently announcing the advent of a new era, an era of power and miracles.

Not long ago, when the figure known as the "little black dot" gradually enlarged from the distant sky, everyone thought that he was rapidly approaching in this direction with the help of some external force, perhaps at lightning speed. What they imagined was that this figure might have used a flying magic weapon or a special light skill to move so quickly in the sky.

However, when this figure actually appeared in front of everyone's eyes, all conjectures and assumptions were completely overturned. The Taoist in front of him had no support at all, and was suspended in mid-air like that, as if challenging the constraints of gravity, making everyone present widen their eyes and stare at this scene in disbelief.

How is this possible? In this world, it is almost unheard of to fly without the power of the force. How could anyone be able to levitate directly in mid-air and still look so relaxed?

In this shocked atmosphere, the master of the Heavenly Gate, Emperor Shakti, looked up at the figure suspended above the void. He silently operated the Sacred Heart Technique he had cultivated, and barely lifted his body into the air, although this suspension seemed extremely stiff, and he could almost feel that he was forcibly supporting his weight with his true qi.

It is in stark contrast to the leisurely and complacent posture of the Taoist, and there is no need to say much.

The hearts of the people were full of doubts: who was this mysterious Taoist, and as Shakti asked, almost all of them began to have this question swirling in their minds. They carefully recalled that not only the characters in the major dynasties, but even in the entire martial arts, there seemed to be no record of such a character.

At this moment, whether it is a high-ranking official of the imperial court or a chivalrous man in the rivers and lakes, they are all thinking about the origin of this Taoist. However, no matter how much they recall, no matter how much they scrutinize, they cannot come up with a plausible explanation. On the Kyushu continent, when did such a Taoist who could easily levitate in the air appear? This question is like an unsolvable mystery hanging in everyone's hearts.