105: One man surrounds ten major sects! The five-colored divine light begins to display its power!

In the sky, the atmosphere froze to the extreme. The Cultivators of the Ten Great Sects looked down at the "wild man" who was talking big, each one of them fuming with rage. An extra meal? What did they take these top powerhouses of the Central Divine Continent for? Takeout?

"Devil Head! You dare talk back when death is at your doorstep!" Daoist Qingxu, the Grand Elder of the Kunlun Holy Land, roared. His beard and hair stood on end, and his vast righteous Aura soared into the clouds. "Gu Yang! Since you entered the Central Divine Continent, you have robbed Sects, beaten princes, swallowed auspicious beasts alive, destroyed ancient monuments... Your crimes are heinous and too numerous to record!" "Today, we of the Ten Great Sects will enforce justice on behalf of Heaven. We will surely suppress you here, extract your soul and refine your spirit as a warning to others!"

"Enforce justice on behalf of Heaven?" Gu Yang picked his ear with an expression of disdain. "If you want to snatch my treasures, just say so. Why bother with all this empty talk?" "Besides..." He looked up, his gaze sweeping over the densely packed Cultivators in the sky, his lips curling into a greedy arc. "You guys are carrying quite a lot of Magic Treasures, aren't you? Each one of you looks quite flashy." "It seems today I won't just be able to eat my fill, I can also make a small fortune."

"Arrogance!" The Acting Sect Master of the Five Elements Sect could no longer hold back. New and old grudges surged in his heart as he waved his hand and roared sternly, "Fellow Daoists, no need to waste words with him!" "Everyone, strike together! Bombard him with ten thousand Spells! I don't believe he can withstand the attacks of so many of us!"

"Kill!!!" Following the command, countless brilliant treasure lights instantly lit up the sky. Flying Swords, seals, orbs, divine needles, bronze mirrors... Thousands of Magic Treasures, wrapped in multicolored spiritual lights, crashed down toward Gu Yang like a torrential downpour. This momentum was enough to level a mountain range in an instant! Even the Void Realm let out an unbearable wail under this terrifying Spiritual Pressure.

Facing this overwhelming attack, Gu Yang not only didn't dodge but instead took a step forward and puffed out his chest. "Good timing!" Golden light burst from his eyes, and the five-colored light wheel behind him slowly rotated, emitting an extremely profound fluctuation. "I was just worrying about not having money to buy meat, and you've delivered yourselves right to my door."

He slowly raised his right hand and spread his five fingers toward the Magic Treasures falling from the sky. Within his palm, the power of the Five Elements circulated, turning into a multicolored fan-shaped curtain of light. Divine Ability—Five-Colored Divine Light (Pseudo)! "Give me... Sweep!!!"

Shua! A streak of multicolored radiance soared into the sky like a peacock spreading its tail, instantly sweeping over the first wave of Magic Treasures. A bizarre scene occurred. Those Magic Treasures, which were originally aggressive and flashing with spiritual light, lost all their spirituality and luster the moment they touched the Five-Colored Divine Light, like kites with broken strings. Their mental connection with their masters was forcibly severed by the domineering Law of the Five Elements!

Hualala— Hundreds of Magic Treasures fell down like dumplings into a pot, clattering into a pile at Gu Yang's feet. Flying Swords turned into scrap metal, seals turned into bricks, and orbs turned into glass marbles.

"Ah!!!" In the sky, hundreds of Cultivators cried out in agony simultaneously, spitting out a mouthful of blood. With their Lifebound Treasures forcibly taken away, their minds suffered a heavy blow, and their faces turned pale as they teetered. "My Azure Abyss Sword! Why is there no response?!" "My Sky-Overturning Seal! I've lost connection with it!" "What kind of Demonic Technique is this?! My Magic Treasure... was swept away by him?!"

The entire field was in an uproar. The Ten Great Sects' allied forces, who were originally shouting for blood, were now like ducks grabbed by the neck, their voices coming to an abrupt halt. Everyone looked in horror at the man below who was bending over to pick things up. One move? With just a wave of his hand, he took away hundreds of Magic Treasures? This was too much of a cheat! How could they even fight?

Gu Yang picked up a high-grade Spiritual Artifact level Flying Sword and flicked it with his finger. Ding! The sound was crisp. "The material is not bad. Although it's a bit light, it can still be sold for a good price." With a wave of his hand, he swept the hundreds of Magic Treasures on the ground into his storage space (which was now specially made and incredibly huge). Then, he looked up with anticipation at the remaining Cultivators in the sky: "Is there more? This isn't enough to go around." "Who threw that gold brick just now? It's quite heavy. Why don't you throw another one down to try?"

"This..." The Cultivators looked at each other, each clutching their Storage Pouches tightly, fearing they would be eyed by this bandit. Who would dare to throw anything? Throwing it down was like throwing a meat bun at a dog—it would never come back!

"Everyone, don't panic!" Daoist Qingxu was, after all, a Mid-stage Spirit Transformation powerhouse and quickly saw through the situation. "Although this brat's Divine Ability is bizarre, it clearly relies on the principles of Five Elements generation and restriction!" "That five-colored light specifically counters Magic Treasures of the Five Elements attribute!" "All Fellow Daoists who practice lightning, ice, wind, and Divine Soul secret arts, step forward! Use Divine Abilities to bombard and kill him! Do not use Magic Treasures!" "I don't believe he can even sweep away the elements of heaven and earth!"

"Yes! We follow Senior Qingxu's orders!" The Cultivators' spirits were lifted. "Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, fall!" "Eternal Ice Soul, condense!" "Soul-Extinguishing Demonic Sound, kill!" In an instant, the method of attack changed. It was no longer a rain of Magic Treasures, but instead became a sky full of thunder, frost, and invisible sonic attacks.

"Oh? Quick reaction." Gu Yang looked at the purple thunder and white frost falling overhead, his lips curling into a sneer. "Instead of sending Magic Treasures, you're sending special effects?" "Pity, I've... maxed out my magic resistance now!"

Primordial Indestructible Golden Body—Primordial Magnetic Field! Buzz! A layer of gray magnetic field halo instantly expanded around Gu Yang. When the thunder and frost hit the force field, they made a "sizzling" sound of dissolution, their power instantly weakened by eighty percent. The remaining twenty percent fell on Gu Yang's Five Elements Perfection Physical Body, and didn't even leave a red mark. "That's it? It's not even enough to heat my bathwater." Gu Yang cracked his neck, becoming a bit impatient. "Since you're not sending anything anymore, I'll come and take it myself!"

boom! Gu Yang kicked off the ground, and the earth instantly collapsed. He soared like a golden intercontinental missile, braving the sky full of Spells, and charged directly at the army of Cultivators in the sky. "Extreme Dao Force Field—Hundredfold Gravity!" "Great Dark Heaven Demonic Tiger Fist—Wild Strike!"

He charged into the crowd like a tiger into a flock of sheep. With a punch from his left hand, he shattered the bones and tendons of an Early Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator; with a grab from his right hand, he held a Golden Core Perfection Cultivator in his hand like a small chick. "Give it here!" He skillfully stripped off the other's storage ring and then threw the person back (leaving them for Bawang and Ergou to finish off). "This one's not bad either!" He tore off a Cultivator's belt (a storage treasure).

"Stop him! Quickly stop him!" The Acting Sect Master of the Five Elements Sect was scared out of his wits because Gu Yang was charging straight at him. "Where are you running? We haven't settled the last debt yet!" Gu Yang grinned savagely, ignoring the attacks of several Early Spirit Transformation Stage Old Ancestors. He endured two streaks of Sword Qi (which only scratched his skin) and instantly charged in front of the Acting Sect Master. "Sect Master, save me!" The Acting Sect Master shrieked. But Daoist Qingxu was entangled by Ergou (the Starry Sky Giant Beast after transforming), and simply couldn't make it in time to rescue him.

Pa! Gu Yang threw a heavy slap. The Acting Sect Master's protective spiritual light instantly shattered, half of his face swelled up like a pig's head, and he spun three and a half times in the air. Gu Yang grabbed his ankle, held him upside down, and shook him vigorously. Hualala! Various Medicinal Pills, Spirit Stones, and Magic Treasures fell out of his robes. "Poor ghost, you dare to be a Sect Master with just this bit of assets?" Gu Yang threw him away in disgust and then swept up the fallen items.

By now, the entire battlefield had turned into a mess. The Ten Great Sects' allied forces were scattered by Gu Yang alone. He was like a tireless, invincibly defensive monster with explosive attack power, rampaging through the crowd. They couldn't hurt him, and they couldn't run away (due to the gravity field), and their Magic Treasures were easily confiscated. How could this battle even be fought?!

"Retreat! Quickly retreat!" Someone shouted first. The originally aggressive allied forces instantly collapsed and began to flee in all directions. "Don't run! I haven't finished robbing... oh no, I haven't finished sparring yet!" Gu Yang stood above the clouds, clutching a handful of Storage Pouches, looking at the fleeing figures with a sense of lingering excitement. "Sigh, business is hard to do." He sighed and looked back at Bawang and Ergou behind him. "How was the harvest?" Bawang held a pile of Magic Treasure fragments, grinning foolishly: "Big brother, I picked up a lot!" Ergou had half a Nascent Soul Stage Magic Treasure in his mouth, chewing it with a crunch, his tail wagging like a windmill.

Gu Yang nodded with satisfaction. "Alright, let's wrap it up." "Let's go back and count the spoils." "Tonight... we feast on the wealthy!"