Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 1164 606: Exterminate Your Entire Clan

"You ungrateful person, you still dare to defy me!"

Fury exploded in the Kunpeng Taoist upon witnessing Murong Qingcheng's total disregard for him. A horrifying soul power assault suddenly erupted, rushing straight toward Murong Qingcheng.

"You!"

Terror drained the color from Murong Qingcheng's face. She quickly mustered her soul power to desperately fend off the unexpected strike.

A deafening "boom" echoed as the clash ended with her wounded by the Kunpeng Taoist's soul power assault. Fresh blood sprayed from her mouth, her aura sharply declining, leaving her appearance utterly feeble.

"If you don't come over, I'll use soul power to shatter your Sea of Consciousness, scattering your soul."

The Kunpeng Taoist bellowed ferociously. Though his soul power held little edge against a powerhouse like Gu Sheng, it dominated all others completely.

In his view, even as Tianlan Sacred Land's Holy Daughter, dispatching Murong Qingcheng required merely a fleeting thought.

Truth be told, his luck had been abysmal. His power should have let him lord over everyone, but fate had trapped him here.

"Useless person, even if I die, I won't go over."

Pallor gripped Murong Qingcheng's features. She had once held the Kunpeng Taoist in high esteem. In those days, he shone as a prodigy among dragons, the unrivaled genius across the Xinghong Spirit Domain.

Yet this Holy Road trial had unveiled his ugly true nature, erasing every shred of her former admiration.

Her prior alliance with him had only been a ploy to wield his strength against Gu Sheng.

Now, not only had he failed to eliminate Gu Sheng, but he plotted to offer her up to him. How could she endure such betrayal? As declared, death itself wouldn't force her submission.

"You foolish person, don't you want to live?"

Anxiety crept into the Kunpeng Taoist as he cast a furtive glance at Gu Sheng. Noting Gu Sheng's lack of anger, he exhaled a quiet breath of relief.

A resounding "boom" rang out as he unleashed an even fiercer soul power assault, slamming into Murong Qingcheng.

She was hurled backward uncontrollably, a jet of blood erupting from her lips, her form collapsing limply to the earth.

All the while, Gu Sheng stood with hands clasped behind his back, an amused grin playing on his lips, silently observing the spectacle.

"Don't hit too hard, if you kill her, I'll kill you."

Gu Sheng appeared to warn caringly, yet his words dripped with icy menace that chilled the blood.

"Alright."

The Kunpeng Taoist nodded submissively. He summoned spiritual power that morphed into a massive hand, reaching to seize Murong Qingcheng and drag her in.

A sharp ripping noise cut the air as the seemingly defeated Murong Qingcheng sprang to life, her longsword flashing with brilliant crimson Sword Qi. Razor-sharp, it tore through the Kunpeng Taoist's spiritual hand, and she fled with frantic urgency.

"Where can you escape to?"

Another soul power strike flew from the Kunpeng Taoist, wounding Murong Qingcheng from afar.

Her flight pace visibly faltered this time, her body staggering. She had faked her collapse earlier, fooling the Kunpeng Taoist successfully.

Regrettably, the vast chasm in their strengths made breaking free from his grasp far harder than words.

"You tout yourself as the number one genius in Xinghong Spirit Domain but have fallen to being Gu Sheng's assassin. Don't you find that laughable?"

Wind whipped Murong Qingcheng's disheveled black locks wildly. She yelled fiercely at the Kunpeng Taoist.

Intense hatred surged within her, the memory of her past reverence now a bitter pill of misjudgment.

"So much nonsense, it seems your injuries aren't severe enough."

A cold snort escaped the Kunpeng Taoist as he dismissed her barbs entirely, pressing on with soul power barrages.

Yet again, Murong Qingcheng was sent reeling, blood gushing nonstop from her mouth, her state growing perilously frail.

"I should never have saved you back then; I should have let you die at the hands of those people."

Hoarseness rasped in Murong Qingcheng's voice as she poured every ounce of energy into her shout at the Kunpeng Taoist.

Those words landed like a thunderbolt on the Kunpeng Taoist, stiffening his expression. Masking his shame with rage, he retaliated with a mightier soul power onslaught.

This assault proved too much; her Sea of Consciousness cracked under the impact, eyes rolling back as she plunged into unconsciousness.

A thunderous "boom" followed as the Kunpeng Taoist capitalized, reshaping spiritual power into a colossal hand that clutched Murong Qingcheng and bore her toward Gu Sheng.

"Hold on."

Right before the handover, Gu Sheng halted him.

Hearing the command, the Kunpeng Taoist froze mid-motion with Murong Qingcheng in his grip, uncertainty gnawing at him over Gu Sheng's next move.

"Wake her up, then kill her."

Gu Sheng's voice flowed softly, laced with profound cruelty.

Those chilling words stunned the onlookers like a sky-shattering bolt. Only now did they grasp Gu Sheng's disinterest in possessing Murong Qingcheng—his game was pure torment.

"This person's thirst for revenge..."

Bixuan murmured involuntarily, her eyes toward Gu Sheng now brimming with deeper wariness.

She vowed inwardly, determined beyond doubt to avoid ever crossing Gu Sheng.

Else, with his vengeful ferocity, who knew the horrors he'd unleash on her? She'd be doomed then.