Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 1242 - 645: Forgetting One’s Situation

"Long Yi! There’s no enmity between us, why do you insist on putting me to death?" Gu Sheng shouted angrily.

In Long Yi’s hand, the Spirit Sword again gathered dazzling golden light.

"No enmity? You’re carrying the Supreme Immortal Sect’s bounty, your head is worth a hundred thousand High-grade Spirit Stones! Not to mention those treasures..."

"Hand over that movement technique, and I’ll give you a quick death!"

"Nonsense!"

Gu Sheng suddenly turned around, both hands forming seals, the Ancient Reincarnation Bell suddenly enlarged, the ancient runes on the bronze bell body glowing with dazzling light.

"You can’t even tell if I’m Gu Sheng, yet you kill for a bounty?"

"It’s better to kill the wrong person than to let them go!"

Long Yi turned the sword’s edge, a golden Sword Qi tearing through the sky.

"In this Cultivation World, weakness is the original sin!"

At the moment the Sword Qi approached, Gu Sheng’s figure suddenly blurred, moving three meters sideways at the last possible moment.

The Sword Qi grazed his garment and passed by, slicing the stone pillar behind him cleanly in two, the cut smooth as a mirror.

"Crossing the Void?"

Long Yi’s eyes flashed with a sharp light.

"It really is a Holy Level Cultivation Technique! Today, you will surely die!"

Gu Sheng felt alarmed in his heart.

Even though Long Yi was wary of the dangers here and didn’t dare go all out, the power of his Tribulation Crossing Realm cultivation was extremely terrifying.

If he hadn’t cultivated the Taiqing Unity Skill to the Second Level nearing Perfect, that sword just now would have been enough to take his life.

"I must make it to Ling Xiao..."

Gu Sheng’s Spiritual Power surged wildly within him, his speed increasing by three-tenths more.

Long Yi snorted coldly, taking a blood-colored elixir pill from his bosom and swallowing it.

Instantly, his aura skyrocketed, his speed doubling!

"Blood Burning Pill?!"

Gu Sheng’s pupils shrank abruptly. This was a forbidden elixir that burned Essence Blood in exchange for a brief burst, Long Yi was determined to kill him!

The distance between them rapidly decreased. A hundred meters... fifty meters... twenty meters...

"Die!"

As Long Yi pointed his sword, an even more terrifying Sword Qi erupted, creating slight cracks in the void where it passed.

No escape!

Gu Sheng suddenly turned, the Ancient Reincarnation Bell expanded to three meters high, its mouth covering him entirely.

"Dang—!"

The deafening bell sound echoed through the basin, visible sound waves rippling outward, causing cracks to appear simultaneously on the surface of stone pillars within a hundred-meter radius.

The bell’s body trembled violently, its surface runes flickering uncertainly, but it blocked the deadly attack.

"It really is the Ancient Reincarnation Bell!"

Long Yi was not shocked but delighted.

"It seems you’re indeed Gu Sheng!"

Inside the bell, Gu Sheng spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face pale.

Although the Treasure Bell blocked the Sword Qi, the impact from the Tribulation Crossing Realm still displaced his internal organs.

Enduring the intense pain, he urged the Treasure Bell to fly up again, continuing to flee deeper into the basin.

"Let’s see how long you can hold on!"

Long Yi gave chase relentlessly, his Spirit Sword swinging repeatedly, a torrent of Sword Qi raining down.

Though the Ancient Reincarnation Bell had incredible defense, each attack it withstood consumed a great deal of Gu Sheng’s Spiritual Power. In just a dozen breaths, his Spiritual Power was reduced by seventy percent, and his speed visibly slowed.

"No... if this continues, I’ll definitely die..."

Gu Sheng’s eyes showed determination, no longer solely defending, but directly facing Long Yi.

"Finally stopped running?"

Long Yi sneered, the sword’s edge pointing straight at Gu Sheng’s brow.

Gu Sheng didn’t answer, rapidly forming seals with both hands, the Ancient Reincarnation Bell suddenly shrinking back into his palm.

Just as Long Yi was puzzled, Gu Sheng suddenly hurled the Treasure Bell!

"Seeking death!"

"Dang—!"

Long Yi’s Spirit Sword struck heavily on the Ancient Reincarnation Bell, but the expected shattering of the bell and death of the person did not occur.

Instead, the surface of the bronze bell suddenly glowed with dazzling golden light, pathways containing the principles of heaven and earth intertwined in the void, forming a profound and mysterious pattern.

Long Yi’s pupils contracted, his sword-holding hand trembling slightly.

The profound meaning within those pathways caused his soul to tremble, as if directly facing the source of the Great Dao.

This moment of enlightenment was deeper than his own hundred years of cultivation!

"This... this is no ordinary item!"

Long Yi's breath hitched, his eyes ablaze with palpable greed.

"It rivals even the Sect Master's 'Nine Heavens Ring'!"

His intention shifted instantly; he abandoned the pursuit of the faltering Gu Sheng, instead unleashing sealing techniques upon the Ancient Bronze Bell.

"Seal the heavens and earth, suppress!"

A brilliant white light erupted from the Void Ring, a potent suction force enveloping the Ancient Reincarnation Bell. The bell's form quivered violently, as if resisting subjugation, but under Long Yi's complete control, it transformed into a verdant beam and was drawn into the ring.

"Hahaha! With this treasure, what fear is there of not grasping the Great Dao!"

Long Yi's triumphant laughter echoed skyward. He then recalled Gu Sheng, his gaze sweeping over to find the battered figure already a hundred meters distant, staggering onward into the basin's depths.

A sneer twisted Long Yi's lips.

"Futile struggle."

Just as he prepared to give chase, a sudden groan escaped him, and blood trickled from his lips. The forceful subjugation of the Ancient Reincarnation Bell had depleted the majority of his Spiritual Power. Coupled with the three-tenths previously siphoned by the Taotie Pillar, his Spiritual Power reserves had dwindled to less than thirty percent.

"No matter, dispatching a severely wounded ant is more than sufficient."

Long Yi hastily wiped the blood away, his form a blur as he surged forward in pursuit.

Gu Sheng felt as though his lungs were aflame, each breath acrid with the taste of blood. His vision swam, and he moved solely on instinct, crawling toward the direction he recalled Ling Xiao to be.

"Must not fall... falling means it's over..."

He bit down hard on his tongue tip, the sharp pain a desperate anchor to his fading consciousness. The nearing sound of Long Yi's footsteps was death's icy breath close behind.

On the precipice of losing all awareness, Gu Sheng's eyes finally landed on the familiar silhouette. Ling Xiao stood beside a stone pillar, having evidently waited for some duration.

"Ling Xiao..."

Gu Sheng croaked, his voice a raw whisper, before darkness swallowed his vision entirely, and he pitched heavily to the ground.