Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 1162 605: Useless Person

Currently, Gu Sheng's Sacred Body advantage utterly crushed him, filling him with astonishment and profound grievance.

"Ah..."

Qiankun Venerate King let out a heaven-shaking howl, his hair whipping chaotically as madness consumed him, unleashing a berserk counteroffensive.

Gu Sheng exploited a flaw in Qiankun Venerate King's desperate onslaught, driving a devastating fist into his midsection. The strike's colossal force made Qiankun Venerate King spew a gush of blood immediately, propelling his form backward through the air.

Gu Sheng's murderous aura intensified. He balled his fingers into a fist, his fearsome corporeal might surging to its utmost limit.

The battered Qiankun Venerate King, hurtling rearward, sensed the suffocating killing intent surging toward him, cold sweat soaking his back. Death had never felt so imminent.

Seized by terror, he shrieked in hysteria, "You can't kill me, I'm the Young Master of the Supreme Immortal Sect! If you kill me, the entire Xinghong Spirit Domain will be buried with me!"

That desperate cry actually caused the furious Gu Sheng to hesitate.

In that instant, Gu Sheng stood with his fist hoisted high, channeling world-shattering power, wreathed in a tremendous aura. The energy emitted horrifying oppressive force. His fist remained rigidly gripped.

Gu Sheng froze in that pose, as though time itself had halted. His chest rose and fell tumultuously, every breath mimicking the flow of spiritual energy across heaven and earth.

After an eternity, his arm quivered faintly, wracked by a fierce inner turmoil.

A profound sigh escaped him, born from soul-crushing helplessness.

The gripped fist unclenched, the concentrated power in it slowly dispersing, leaving just a subtle ripple hanging in the air.

At the same time, Qiankun Venerate King, seizing a momentary breather, tumbled helplessly toward the Blood River below.

A deafening splash resounded as his body slammed into the Blood River, blood erupting in all directions, droplets scattering wildly airborne.

Qiankun Venerate King endured grievous wounds, his complexion ashen, aura crashing downward. Blood poured from his mouth without control, tainting the nearby crimson waters.

Nevertheless, relief flooded his expression as he whispered to himself, "Thankfully, thankfully, I invoked the Supreme Immortal Sect, otherwise today I would surely die here."

Just moments before, he'd teetered on the brink of the underworld, where the tiniest error would have scattered his soul to oblivion.

"What a madman!"

Tianxuan Divine Girl watched from the side, exhaling deeply in relief as Gu Sheng withdrew his killing intent. She lightly tapped her chest, remnants of dread still clinging.

She could scarcely believe Gu Sheng dared try to slay Qiankun Venerate King. His exalted rank was propped by the immense Supreme Immortal Sect.

As Qiankun Venerate King declared, his demise on the Holy Road would drag the entire Xinghong Spirit Domain to ruin.

Supreme Immortal Sect's influence ran profoundly deep in the Purple Spirit Realm, surpassed only by Purple Spirit Divine Mountain. Even her father found it nearly impossible to dictate to its Sect Master.

A behemoth like that could, with a casual twitch, trigger a once-every-thousand-years calamity on Xinghong Spirit Domain. Tianxuan Divine Girl shuddered imagining it.

"Damn it!"

As Gu Sheng dropped his fist, thoughts of Qiankun Venerate King's earlier atrocities resurfaced, reigniting his wrath explosively.

Shaking with fury, he suddenly thrust his fist upward again, pounding savagely at the void.

With a thunderous "boom," his fist's dread might tore the void asunder.

The formerly pristine space now bore a colossal tear, surrounding regions endlessly crumbling and distorting.

Gu Sheng drew sharp lines between favors and grudges, rewarding good with good and hate with hate. Qiankun Venerate King had antagonized him endlessly, even scheming repeatedly to end his life.

By his nature, failing to eliminate Qiankun Venerate King left that seething grudge eternally unquenched.

He recognized their vast status gap too. Qiankun Venerate King enjoyed Supreme Immortal Sect's shield, whereas he stood alone as a daring lone fighter.

Actually slaying Qiankun Venerate King would bring unthinkable fallout; his cherished sister, venerated mentor, and all loved ones would face slaughter from his recklessness. This forced Gu Sheng to stifle his rage.

"It's not wise to stay here long, let's go quickly!"

The Six Great Holy Lands disciples beheld Qiankun Venerate King's thrashing by Gu Sheng, faces draining of color in fright, legs going limp.

They stealthily masked their auras, creeping softly afar, scheming to escape undetected right before Gu Sheng.

Gu Sheng swiftly spotted their furtive maneuvers, shooting them a chilling stare.

In blind panic, they scattered—some charging blindly to the Blood River, others sprinting further along the Holy Road, seeking refuge.

"If he can't be killed, can't I kill you?"

Gu Sheng eyed the bolting disciples, his fury finally bursting free. Rage detonated within him, his bearing turning ferocious.

He raised his palm, summoning the Ancient Reincarnation Bell into his hold.

Clutching the Ancient Reincarnation Bell, Gu Sheng barreled toward the Six Great Holy Lands' prodigies, determined to pour all his anger onto them.

Shrieks, begs for pardon, and detonating flesh mingled chaotically on the Holy Road.

Each brandish of the Ancient Reincarnation Bell by Gu Sheng loosed cataclysmic strength, hurling encircling disciples airborne.