Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 1146 597: Aura of Death

Gu Sheng’s physical form ravenously inhaled the Spiritual Energy of the earth. Essence from heaven and earth streamed continuously into his frame, absorbed in minute increments.

Seven days rolled by, and while Gu Sheng’s aura showed signs of minor restoration, he remained trapped in a deep slumber.

Externally, his physique appeared free of notable wounds, yet the trauma inflicted upon his soul was severe; this served as the primary cause for his enduring coma.

Three additional days passed before Gu Sheng, still lost in unconsciousness, felt his eyelids flutter. His fingers twitched as sensation returned to his extremities.

He let out a ragged cough, finally snapping his eyes open. Groggily, he surveyed the mist-shrouded Immortal Mountain and the elder in Daoist robes hovering above, slowly piecing together the memories of the recent struggle.

His gaze darted about until it landed on Wang Feng nearby, triggering an expression of surprise mixed with triumph.

Bypassing the throbbing pain in his body, he hastily projected his consciousness toward Wang Feng to scan his state.

Upon a thorough examination, Gu Sheng confirmed that Wang Feng still clung to life; only the soul of the loathsome Old Monster Luo He had been eradicated.

"Hmph!" Gu Sheng could not suppress a cold, rasping snort, cursing the sheer stubbornness of Wang Feng’s fate.

Wang Feng’s soul, sensing the hostile intensity of Gu Sheng’s focus, shuddered with palpable terror.

Since the moment of the soul possessive maneuver by Old Monster Luo He, Wang Feng’s spirit had remained weak, harboring a festering well of resentment hidden deep within the recesses of his being.

Old Monster Luo He had originally intended to pacify that resentment before fully purging the remaining soul, but he had failed to account for their collective downfall at the hands of Gu Sheng.

"Wang Feng, it seems your destiny has a few more threads left to unravel!" Gu Sheng muttered to the air, dragging his battered body toward his target step by arduous step.

Hearing these words, Wang Feng forced a mask of composure, rasping out, "Gu Sheng, I would choose annihilation over falling into your grasp!"

He attempted to goad Gu Sheng with defiance to mask the sheer dread radiating from his core.

Gu Sheng offered a chilling smirk as he reached Wang Feng’s side.

He clamped a hand around Wang Feng’s pallid jaw, hauling him upright with force.

Looking at the nemesis he had yearned to butcher for so long, Gu Sheng found him completely devoid of resistance.

Gu Sheng picked up a familiar scent from Wang Feng, a trace of energy belonging to his stolen Heavenly Vein.

"My Heavenly Vein... was it worth it?" Gu Sheng growled in fury.

Wang Feng defied him with a hollow laugh, "Haha, Gu Sheng, do you truly believe recovering that Heavenly Vein will change your reality? Ouyang Xue, she..."

Wang Feng intentionally invoked his bond with Ouyang Xue, hoping to drive Gu Sheng into an irrational frenzy.

The mention of Ouyang Xue ignited a wildfire of rage within Gu Sheng.

His frame trembled with mounting wrath, and he slammed a fist into Wang Feng’s chest.

The impact was devastating, reducing Wang Feng to a bloody, mangled state.

Wang Feng showed no signs of relenting, casting one provocation after another despite his condition.

Gu Sheng managed to ground himself, realizing Wang Feng was purposefully baiting him into a swift execution.

"Hmph, you think I will grant you the release you seek?" Gu Sheng sneered.

Gu Sheng curled his fingers into a claw and drove them directly into Wang Feng’s abdomen.

Wang Feng’s body convulses in agony, yet Gu Sheng did not hesitate, applying immense tension until he ripped the crystalline Heavenly Vein from the wreckage of the man's body.

Wang Feng slipped into unconsciousness from the sheer trauma, but Gu Sheng was not finished. With a few precise strikes upon pressure points, he forced Wang Feng back into the waking world of pain.

Thus, Gu Sheng subjected him to a cycle of torment, reviving his adversary the moment the agony caused him to fade.

Half an hour later, the Heavenly Vein had been entirely excised by Gu Sheng.

Dying and utterly broken, Wang Feng choked out, "Gu Sheng, just kill me..."

Gu Sheng coldly shut him down, "Do you imagine it could be that easy?" With a brutal crack of his fist, he pulverized the Heavenly Vein, shattering the precious relic into thousands of useless splinters.

Having completed this, Gu Sheng turned his eyes back to the trembling, cowering Wang Feng.

"I shall see you off now." Gu Sheng stated flatly, unsheathing the Dragon Slayer Sword at his waist. With a cruel, sweeping motion, he carved into Wang Feng’s stomach.

Wang Feng faded out again, only to be dragged back by the intensity of the pain, listening to the wet sound of his own life bleeding away.

He caught a glimpse of his own mangled form, butchered beyond recognition by Gu Sheng’s blade.

Terror seized him as he stared at Gu Sheng, whose eyes burned with frantic crimson intensity, a wild grin stretching across his face, signaling to Wang Feng that he had pushed a truly monstrous force to the brink.

Gu Sheng continued to swing his blade, carving into the flesh again and again.

With every strike, his inner resentment bled away alongside his victim’s life.

The earth was saturated with crimson staining their surroundings, the body of Wang Feng slowly whittled down to a pile of gore. Only when Gu Sheng began to wheeze with exertion did he finally cease his carnage.

Once the task concluded, Gu Sheng turned toward the elder chanting in the sky.

As he moved, the suffocating Evil Qi flowing from him began to recede, and his behavior shifted toward normalcy. Yet, the gore coating his form lent him an aura more sinister than before.

Far off in the Longevity Realm, a mysterious woman felt the ripple of those events. She whispered, "Truly, a monster." She then submerged herself back into a deep, meditative slumber.

The Daoist-robed elder sat in serene stillness mid-air. He continued to recite transcendent verses imbued with the essence of his Daoist Technique, the sound echoing through the realm with every syllable dripping in arcane mystery.