Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 1169 - 608: Smashed to Pieces (Part 2)

Kunpeng Taoist's blood cascaded from the heavens like a fierce downpour, turning the ground beneath into a sea of crimson.

In that instant, an eerie hush descended over the battlefield. The astonishing sight rendered everyone speechless, freezing time in its tracks.

Qinghe Holy Land's Great Elder quivered with rage, his elderly frame shuddering in fury.

A tremendous aura exploded from his body without cease, making the entire heavens tremble fiercely.

"Gu Sheng!"

Tianlan Saint Mother recovered from her daze. Witnessing Gu Sheng unscathed and having struck down Kunpeng Taoist with a single sword, she felt a mix of shock and joy.

"Haha, excellent, truly excellent!"

Tianlan Saint Master burst into hearty laughter. Holy Masters and elders from other sacred lands watched with gleeful mockery.

Qinghe Holy Land's folks had acted too haughtily, claiming their once-in-a-millennium prodigy Kunpeng Taoist would wipe out all geniuses from the Six Great Holy Lands.

With Kunpeng Taoist slain in return, a wave of satisfying vengeance washed over everyone, easing their pent-up frustration.

"Gu Sheng?"

Tie Shan, positioned nearby, caught the Saint Mother's call of Gu Sheng's name, and his frame shook hard.

His intrigued eyes fixed on Gu Sheng. Just who was this youth to ignite such a commotion?

"Gu Sheng!"

Qiankun Venerate King, pouring all his power into shattering a seal, grew wildly furious at the name, his breathing turning erratic. His chest rose and fell sharply, while spiritual power churned wildly around him.

"What did he do to the Venerate King?"

Tie Shan had never witnessed Qiankun Venerate King in such turmoil.

What on earth had Gu Sheng done to him on the Holy Road? Normally, with Qiankun Venerate King's might, he should have dominated unchallenged there.

Tie Shan couldn't grasp what danger Gu Sheng represented to Qiankun Venerate King or why it provoked him so deeply.

"Yue’er, how did Gu Sheng take down Kunpeng Taoist? Did he resort to some special technique?"

Overflowing with curiosity, the Saint Mother sent a voice transmission to Gongsun Yue. Her gaze held a probing intent, eager for details from her daughter.

"Mother, this is far too intricate."

Gongsun Yue shook her head softly, her face showing helplessness. She held back details, aware that a massive storm was brewing. The chaos ignited by Gu Sheng was merely starting.

The Saint Mother, puzzled by her daughter's evasiveness and ready to press on, got cut off by Refining Dragon Saint Master's voice nearby.

"Qinghe Saint Master, didn't you boast earlier that this Kunpeng kid was unbeatable? So how did he end up slain by another?" Refining Dragon Saint Master jeered.

"Hahahaha."

Refining Dragon Saint Master's jab sparked laughter from the other Holy Masters.

Qinghe Saint Master's visage turned ghastly pale, his earlier smugness gone entirely. He bowed his head, words failing him.

"Saint Master, actually..."

Refining Dragon Saintess, noting the mockery toward Kunpeng Taoist, recalled she hadn't mentioned the grudge between Refining Dragon Holy Land and Tianlan Sacred Land. She paused briefly before speaking up.

"Actually, what? Speak freely, no need to worry about offending Qinghe Holy Land."

Refining Dragon Saint Master, assuming she meant to list Kunpeng Taoist's failures, prodded casually. With Kunpeng Taoist dead and Qinghe Holy Land disgraced, there was no risk.

"Actually, not only did Gu Sheng kill Qinghe Holy Land's people, but he also slew ours from Refining Dragon Holy Land."

Refining Dragon Saintess dropped this bombshell. Though her tone was soft, it hushed the boisterous crowd instantly.

"What did you say?"

Refining Dragon Saint Master bulged his eyes. He could buy Gu Sheng offing Kunpeng Taoist via some rare stroke of luck.

Yet how could Qinghe Holy Land's others fall to him too, and even Refining Dragon Holy Land's disciples meet the same fate?

"Not only us—Cang Mang Holy Land, Heavenly Immortal Holy Land, White Tiger Holy Land, and Purple Mist Holy Land lost people to him as well."

Refining Dragon Saintess pressed on with bitterness.

"What did you say?" "All because of him?"

Now, the other Holy Masters stirred restlessly. They shot questioning looks at their escaped disciples, who nodded grimly with helpless faces, confirming it all.

Minds reeled in disbelief, struggling to accept it right away. A lone Kunpeng Taoist felled by Gu Sheng could pass as a clever ploy or ambush.

But if Gu Sheng caused the deaths across all Six Great Holy Lands, that changed everything.

"Did he kill all those holy land geniuses, could it be..."

Tie Shan pondered a chilling thought. Were Qiankun Venerate King's wounds also Gu Sheng's doing? If true, what monstrous power did that imply?

Tie Shan drew a sharp breath, his view of Gu Sheng shifting dramatically. Gu Sheng lagged far behind Qiankun Venerate King in cultivation and years.

Should his guess hold, Gu Sheng's aptitude and promise defied measurement.

"Not only that—he seized the Holy Road Master's inheritance too."

Refining Dragon Saintess's next revelation sliced through the air, slamming into every heart like a thunderbolt.

The words unleashed tidal shock, igniting insatiable greed in each soul.

Even Tie Shan from Purple Spirit Realm stumbled, utterly rocked.

"The Holy Road Master's inheritance—do you mean the legacy of the Holy Road's creator?"

Tie Shan blurted out, craving confirmation. If Gu Sheng truly claimed it, the implications were staggering.

"Yes, precisely that one."

Refining Dragon Saintess confirmed without hesitation.

She aired this publicly on purpose, aiming to paint Gu Sheng as public enemy number one.

Gu Sheng might reign supreme on the Holy Road, but outside, even his prowess only ruled peers. Against true powerhouses, he'd shatter like an insect.

Refining Dragon Saintess's stark affirmation cranked the atmosphere to breaking point.

Tianlan Saint Master and Saint Mother's faces flipped from delight to horror, then sharp vigilance. In mere breaths, emotions swung wildly, bodies coiled like against a dire foe.

Gu Sheng had unleashed havoc across Xinghong Spirit Domain.

Solo, he butchered hordes from the Six Great Holy Lands, felling countless disciples.

These deeds incensed the top brass of those Six Great Holy Lands, vowing to tear him apart.

As the feeblest among Seven Great Sacred Lands, Tianlan Sacred Land scrambled to brace for the fury of the six.

Above all, Gu Sheng's snag of Holy Road Master's inheritance could lure even Holy Master-level titans to hunt relentlessly.

Tianlan Sacred Land might have plotted defenses, but the Purple Spirit Realm Goddess issue forced Saint Master and Saint Mother to rush here personally.

This left Tianlan Sacred Land wide open and vulnerable. Learning this, the Six Great Sacred Lands banded together, zeroing in on it.

Caught off-guard, Tianlan Sacred Land faced the onslaught of six Holy Masters; one wrong move spelled doom.

"How do we handle this?" Saint Mother's voice quavered uncertainly, eyes pleading toward Saint Master.

Saint Master rumbled deeply, "What choice is there? Take them and flee now—I'll hold them off!"

Gu Sheng's Holy Road Master inheritance spelled chance and peril alike.

Safely returned to Tianlan Sacred Land, he could forge into a near-Holy Road Master powerhouse, catapulting them to new heights, perhaps dominating Xinghong Spirit Domain.

Saint Master's bold call was high stakes: victory meant soaring glory, defeat utter ruin.

Saint Master's resolve stunned Saint Mother. Eyes wide, she stared, then composed herself, balancing risks. With Gu Sheng's vast promise and her budding affection, she nodded: "Stay safe."