Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 1152 600: Crossing the Void

The Mysterious Taoist reflected, "It seems the Qiankun Venerate King has caught up with us after all." Resolving to make one final effort for Gu Sheng, she prepared to cast aside all restraint.

Encased within the purple-gold lotus, Gu Sheng seemed to sense the shifting tide, his closed eyelids flickering with subtle agitation.

Perched upon the highest point of the cosmos, the Mysterious Taoist sat in a meditative cross-legged position. With a gentle flourish of the horsetail whisk held in her hand, the previously dormant stars began to oscillate with restless energy.

One by one, the ancient formations surrounding the cosmic peak flickered to life. Emitting an aura of primordial might, these Ancient Arrays seemed to awaken from an eon-long slumber, erupting into a final, chaotic display of power.

The Qiankun Venerate King, leading a contingent of cultivators, advanced with haste. Noting the volatile disturbances radiating from the formations ahead, his expression shifted, and he promptly signaled for a halt.

Those following behind him mirrored his actions, instantly bracing themselves for an inevitable confrontation.

The dread inspired by the Mysterious Taoist was deeply ingrained in their souls. Had it not been for the Qiankun Venerate King’s leadership, none of them would have dared to provoke such a formidable and enigmatic figure.

Carefully gauging the intensity of the formations blocking their path, the Qiankun Venerate King’s face paled as he realized the life essence of the Mysterious Taoist was rapidly flickering out.

Meanwhile, the aura of the Ancient Arrays grew increasingly dire. Wave after wave of destructive force surged toward them, locking onto the King and his accompanying practitioners.

The Mysterious Taoist was acutely aware that her condition was dire; with her remaining reserves, she knew she could not stall the Qiankun Venerate King for much longer.

She chose to expend her final spark of life to fuel the Ancient Array, forcing it to unleash its maximum destructive potential against those who sought to covet Gu Sheng.

Sensing the imminent danger, the Qiankun Venerate King made an immediate decision. Raising his sword aloft, he bellowed, "Raise your blades and strike in every direction!"

A surge of fierce Sword Qi erupted from his blade, colliding head-on with the incoming pressure from the array.

The clash of these immense forces triggered violent tremors, yet the Qiankun Venerate King managed to repel the initial assault of the array.

However, the onslaught of the Ancient Array proved relentless, with continuous waves of power pouring forth.

The Qiankun Venerate King began to falter under the pressure, forced backward by the sheer magnitude of the attacks. Beside him, the other cultivators were consumed by terror and turned to flee in a frantic panic.

Those unable to escape in time were struck by the array's energy, their bodies reduced to mangled flesh amidst agonized screams.

Though considered prodigies within their respective Holy Lands, these cultivators were helpless here in Death Valley, obliterated merely by the shockwaves of the ancient formation.

The Qiankun Venerate King was no fool. Through the frantic defensive measures employed by the Mysterious Taoist, he began to piece together the truth.

Despite his deep-seated reluctance to believe that Gu Sheng could have mastered the inheritance assessment in such a brief span, the stakes were too high to ignore such a possibility.

Ignoring the risk of sustaining severe wounds from the formation, he once again raised his sword and lunged toward the purple-gold lotus.

Throughout his advance, the Qiankun Venerate King wielded his Divine Sword with savage grace, each swing generating lethal Sword Qi. These strikes carried immense weight, with the essence of life and death swirling wildly around him.

The array's retaliatory strikes clashed with his sword aura, unleashing thunderous roars. Even as the Qiankun Venerate King neutralized most of the attacks, some struck true, forcing him to vomit blood repeatedly. He refused to falter, clawing his way closer to the purple-gold lotus.

Finally, the Qiankun Venerate King was forced to halt, gasping for air as he glared venomously at the Mysterious Taoist, whose presence was now dwindling to a faint flicker.

Standing only a few hundred meters apart, the King could clearly see that the Taoist had exhausted all her strength, held up only by a final, lingering breath.

Although the Ancient Arrays continued their assault, their potency was noticeably waning.

The Mysterious Taoist had hoped the Ancient Arrays would deter the Qiankun Venerate King, providing enough window for Gu Sheng to conclude his journey.

To her misfortune, the Qiankun Venerate King remained steadfast, piercing through her facade and choosing to endure grievous injury to reach her position.

The King’s gaze shifted to the purple-gold lotus, where traces of Immortal Energy shimmered upon its surface.

Across the short distance, he could smell the faint scent of profound Daoist Technique, specifically the mastery over the Life and Death Tao, which enthralled him. To an expert of his caliber, the revelations contained within that lotus were of immeasurable value.

Eyes wild with greed and anger, the Qiankun Venerate King shouted, "Today, this Immortal Seed shall be mine!" With those words, he swung his blade toward Gu Sheng.

Once more, the array’s defensive force intercepted his strike, preventing the lethal hit.

Crazed with rage, the Qiankun Venerate King turned his focus upon the Mysterious Taoist, brandishing his Life and Death Sword with renewed intensity.

He unleashed several consecutive strikes, each blow carrying such ruinous force that he finally breached the array’s defenses and arrived directly before the Mysterious Taoist.

With a roar of "Die!", he brought his sword down in a vicious killing stroke.

Watching the trajectory of the expanding Life and Death Sword, the Mysterious Taoist offered a complex, enigmatic smile.

Her time had come, yet she felt no remorse, heartened by the fact that she had done everything in her power for Gu Sheng. Closing her eyes, she allowed her life essence to drain away entirely.

Only after her spirit had departed did the blade of the Qiankun Venerate King descend, severing her head from her form.

In that exact moment, the purple-gold lotus shielding Gu Sheng trembled violently, emitting a mournful, heaven-piercing aura that swept across the seas and barren lands alike.

The Qiankun Venerate King reached out, clutching the severed head of the Taoist as he surveyed the extraordinary transformation triggered by her end.

Gales howled, dark clouds churned, and heaven and earth groaned in unison.

Tilting his head back, the Qiankun Venerate King let out a laugh of unbridled arrogance.

Within the annals of the Holy Road, the Mysterious Taoist had long been a figure spoken of in hushed, terrified tones.

For untold ages, her presence alone had transformed Death Valley into a graveyard of legends. So many cultivators had entered its borders never to return, and because of her, none had dared to trespass lightly until now.