Chapter 388: Peak Master

To think that such a powerful Peak Master would fall on the battlefield, slain by Demon Fiends…

“He’s actually gone…”

A trace of disbelief crossed the ancient eyes of Jiang Tingbai, the Peak Master of Celestial Wood Dao Peak. Clad in an azure Daoist Robe with his snow-white hair pinned by a crown, the handsome master murmured, “Three Half-Step Harmonization Realm Demon Fiends…”

“Even in death, you refused to suffer a loss. That’s just like you!” A trace of admiration appeared in Jiang Tingbai’s eyes.

At this moment, suspended in a hidden space within the void, a complex emotion flickered in Gu Yun’s eyes.

His master, the Peak Master of Celestial Thunder Dao Peak, had fallen in Central Earth. Faced with an impossible escape, he had decisively self-detonated his core, using his Tongxuan Mastery Peak Cultivation to take three Half-Step Harmonization Realm Level Demon Fiends with him to the grave!

The Sect Leader had just informed him of this.

When he first heard the news, he had been utterly shaken.

Although this elusive master of his had never really taught him anything, if not for the Life-Saving Talisman he had been given—one containing a full-power strike—

he likely would have died at the hands of Jiang Qingfeng long ago!

Even the Top Grade Spiritual Artifact in his hands, the Flame Soul Thunder Saber, was a gift from him.

The item remained, but its owner was gone…

“Sigh…”

Gu Yun couldn’t help but let out a sigh.

‘In that case, Master, I, your disciple, will take this saber and unleash hell upon the outer-realm Demon Fiends!!’

As this thought crossed his mind, an intense killing intent flashed in Gu Yun’s eyes!

“The Celestial Thunder Peak Master has fallen, but Celestial Thunder Dao Peak cannot be without a master for a single day,” Wu Tianhua spoke in a deep voice. Suspended high in the Void Celestial, his magnificent robes fluttered, his body pulsed with immense power and radiated an ultimate Dao Rhythm.

Below, the disciples of Celestial Thunder Dao Peak stood in solemn formation, a glimmer of hope in their eyes. ‘That’s right, Peak Master Sikong has fallen. It seems the Sect Leader is about to choose a new Peak Master.’

A look of hope filled the eyes of the several hundred Celestial Thunder Dao Peak disciples.

‘Conflict is a way of life within the Sect. Among the eight great Dao Peaks, ours has the fewest disciples. The only reason our combined strength ranks near the top is because our Peak Master is sufficiently powerful—meaning we have a rock-solid backer!’

‘Will it be Elder Lin Zhenyue?’ one of the Celestial Thunder Dao Peak disciples wondered. ‘After all, Elder Lin has great prestige in our Dao Peak, and his Cultivation has reached the Tongxuan realm. He is fully qualified to become the Peak Master.’

Just as the disciples of Celestial Thunder Dao Peak were speculating, Wu Tianhua, suspended in the void and radiating terrifying power, announced in a solemn voice:

“I declare, the new Peak Master of Celestial Thunder Dao Peak is…”

BOOM!

Before his voice could fade, a deafening roar resounded from the pale sky. A bolt of red thunder, saturated with a terrifying Dao Rhythm, shot across the firmament. With tyrannical power, it ripped heaven and earth asunder, tearing a gaping fissure thousands of miles long in the sky and revealing the dark, silent abyss of the void.

From the void, a figure slowly emerged. He was shrouded in a hazy radiance, clad in a white Profound Robe. His build was slender, his face handsome, his long hair flowing freely. His deep eyes contained a terrifying Dao Rhythm.

Simultaneously, countless bolts of Red Divine Thunder materialized, tearing through the void. Thunder Arcs flashed in the figure’s eyes as he exuded an aura of absolute terror, a pressure that seemed to suppress the very heavens and earth!

“Gu Yun!”

“I declare, Gu Yun is the new Peak Master of Celestial Thunder Dao Peak! Take charge of Thunder Peak and bring glory to our Profound Sect!” Wu Tianhua’s voice, filled with immense Dao Rhythm, echoed between heaven and earth.

Everyone stared, their eyes filled with unprecedented shock, at the figure who slowly strode out of the void. He exuded an aura of absolute terror, a presence that made their very souls tremble.

‘That peerless prodigy… he’s broken through to the Tongxuan Realm!’

‘And judging by that entrance, he must be a powerhouse even among those in the Tongxuan Realm!!’

‘Everything’s changed. While we’re still stuck in the True Martial Realm, he has already broken through to Tongxuan, become a True Monarch, and established himself as a true powerhouse. A peerless prodigy, indeed.’

Among the thousands of disciples below, the eyes of one particular figure—a burly man in a Fiery Red Battle Robe—held an extremely complex expression.

Situ Qingtian’s eyes were filled with utter shock as he gazed at the towering figure in the void—a figure radiating an aura of ultimate terror and a Dao Rhythm so powerful it seemed to suppress the entire world.

‘How ridiculous!’

‘I actually dreamed of surpassing him one day,’

‘and defeating him with my own hands once again!’

‘To stand before him and say softly, “See? You’re not so special after all.”‘

‘How laughable that all seems now!’

‘It’s been just twenty years since I joined the Inner Sect. I’ve reached the True Martial Realm Sixth Layer, and with my Fire Spirit Body, my combat strength is on par with the True Martial Seventh Layer. I’m ranked on the Inner Sect’s Profound Celestial List. Among the three thousand Inner Sect Disciples, I’m considered a true talent.’

‘But compared to him… I’m no better than an ant. Utterly insignificant.’

He vaguely recalled the Outer Sect Grand Competition from years ago. He had decisively defeated that white-robed youth who wielded Thunder Techniques, securing his place among the top ten with unstoppable momentum.

‘How times have changed…’

“Gu Yun, he…”

“Idiot! It’s Peak Master Gu now!”

One of the Inner Sect Disciples below had started to speak in a low, trembling voice, only to be sharply interrupted.

“Greetings, Peak Master!!”

The hundreds of Celestial Thunder Dao Peak disciples stared up, their eyes filled with disbelief. Gazing at the towering figure in the sky who wielded Red Divine Thunder and radiated an aura that seemed to suppress the very world, they shouted in unison.

Among them was a graceful figure in a long white dress that accentuated her exquisite curves. She was a stunning beauty with bright eyes and pearly teeth. Her aura was otherworldly, like a lotus flower rising unstained from the mud. She, too, gazed at the towering figure in the sky, a peculiar light in her eyes.

‘Senior Brother… he’s actually a Peak Master now.’

‘Then if… with Peak Master Gu… wouldn’t that be a little improper…?’ A thought seemed to strike Shangguan Yinling, and her face flushed slightly.