Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 1245 - 646: Allocation (Part 2)

Gu Sheng’s expression was grave, his right hand tightly clutched the Vermilion Bird Tear Stone, a crimson Qi surging like blood through his meridians.

"Head towards that location!"

He abruptly gestured towards a vast, jagged pit area in the distance.

"The magnetic field over there is peculiar; it can neutralize their inherent advantage!"

The two of them streaked across the desolate terrain, resembling fleeting afterimages.

Trailing them, Luotian Sect disciples were strategically positioned for an ambush, with Xue Haifeng leading the charge, a cold glint in his eyes.

"Disperse and encircle them! Prevent any possibility of escape!"

"Gu Sheng, are you absolutely certain this plan will succeed?"

Ling Xiao anxiously inquired as they sprinted, his voice nearly torn apart by the howling wind.

Unwavering resolve emanated from Gu Sheng’s eyes.

"We have to take this gamble! Within the cluster of unusual rocks, our physical prowess advantage can be fully exploited!"

As they conversed, they had already reached the precipice of the pit.

The vista before them was truly extraordinary.

Innumerable bizarrely shaped boulders reached towards the heavens, and a palpable distortion permeated the air between the rocks, even the light itself seemed to warp.

"Remember, do not make contact with those stones!"

Ling Xiao issued a grave warning, plunging into the pit first.

The moment he landed, Gu Sheng felt an oppressive, unseen force bear down on him, and the spiritual Qi within him instantly became agitated.

He attempted to extend his Divine Sense but found his thoughts dissipating into nothingness, unable to venture beyond his own form.

"Just as I suspected!"

Gu Sheng harbored a secret thrill of triumph and turned to Ling Xiao.

"They are upon us!"

Before his words even finished, over a dozen figures had already descended upon them.

Xue Haifeng’s Heavenly Palace Realm peak aura was suffocating, even within this peculiar locale.

"Why have you ceased your flight?"

Shen Hua taunted as he landed, his longsword emitting a chilling luminescence.

"Two mere Earth Palace Realm cultivators, audacious enough to display such impudence before my Luotian Sect!"

Xin Yuxuan's brow furrowed slightly.

"Be cautious, there is something amiss with this place..."

"What reason have you to fear?" Shen Hua interjected with disdain.

"With a ten-to-two disparity, what sort of significant threat could they possibly pose?"

Xue Haifeng’s gaze swept cautiously across the surroundings, his expression abruptly shifting.

"Not good! Our mental faculties are being impeded here!"

The chaotic magnetic field had conjured an invisible vortex within the void, causing spiritual Qi to surge uncontrollably through the meridians.

Shen Hua forcefully quelled the turbulent spiritual Qi within him, his contempt intensifying.

"Mere Earth Palace Realm insects, do they truly believe they can devise schemes against us?"

"Once I apprehend that brat, I shall ensure he begs for death but finds none!"

Wei Feng’s Divine Sense was effective only within a ten-yard radius amidst the chaotic magnetic field.

"Caution is warranted. Since Gu Sheng dared to lure us here, he undoubtedly possesses a hidden stratagem."

"Hahaha!"

Shen Hua guffawed, gazing upwards.

"Since when did you become so timid? Even if our spiritual Qi circulation is hampered, we, who cultivate at the mid-Heavenly Palace Realm, can dispatch him as easily as crushing ants!"

While they exchanged words, perturbations suddenly manifested in the void behind them.

"They have arrived!"

Gu Sheng materialized from the void.

His right fist, accompanied by a piercing sonic boom, hurtled directly towards Shen Hua’s exposed back.

"You court death!"

Though Shen Hua felt a surge of panic, he maintained his composure and countered with a palm strike.

Concentrating spiritual Qi was arduous within the chaotic magnetic field, and the strike’s potency was reduced to a mere thirty percent of its usual might.

As fist met palm, a concussive blast erupted.

Gu Sheng grunted, staggering back several paces, a trickle of blood escaping his lips.

Shen Hua also retreated, a flicker of astonishment crossing his features.

"How can an Earth Palace Realm cultivator possess such formidable physical strength?"

Gu Sheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a wide grin spreading across his face.

"The Heavenly Palace Realm of Luotian Sect is not as formidable as rumored."

"Insolent!"

Shen Hua retaliated with fury, manipulating hand seals to unleash a crimson streak of fire from his fingertips.

Undermined by the magnetic field’s interference, the fire streak wavered and decelerated.

Gu Sheng easily evaded the attack.

His footwork traced an intricate pattern, flawlessly executing the Holy-tier Body Technique, 'Void Crossing.'

With each step, a phantom afterimage lingered, while his true body closed the distance to within three feet of Shen Hua.

"Close-quarters combat? Excellent!"

A fierce battle intent ignited in Gu Sheng’s eyes.

He understood that with suppressed spiritual Qi, his meticulously honed physical strength became his decisive advantage.

Witnessing Gu Sheng press forward instead of retreating, Shen Hua sneered.

"You are ignorant of the vastness of the world!"

His palms took on a metallic sheen, revealing the rare 'Golden Gang Palm' technique.

In a flash, more than ten exchanges occurred between the two, the sounds of their fists and palms impacting each other echoing like booming thunder.

Each punch thrown by Gu Sheng carried immense force, akin to a thousand pounds, sending tingles up Shen Hua's arms.

"How can this brat's physical body be so incredibly strong?"

Shen Hua grew increasingly astonished with each passing moment of their fight.

The Spiritual Power of a mid-Heavenly Palace realm cultivator, suppressed within the chaotic magnetic field by an Earth Palace realm opponent.

Meanwhile, Ling Xiao was already engaged in combat with Wei Feng.

Despite his cultivation being inferior to Wei Feng's, he managed to hold his own through nimble movement techniques and strategically placed talismans.

"A hundred breaths! Gu, that's all the time I can possibly hold out!"

Ling Xiao exclaimed, simultaneously unleashing three Blast Flame Talismans.

The remaining Spiritual Power within Gu Sheng's body was circulating at maximum intensity.

Aware that he could not directly confront Wei Feng in his current condition, Gu Sheng knew he had to employ cunning tactics.

As a low shout escaped his lips, a dazzling golden light erupted beneath his feet.

It was the "Golden Light Thunder" that Gu Sheng had previously set up. While insufficient to inflict severe injury on a mid-stage Heavenly Palace realm expert, it was certainly potent enough to sow considerable disruption.

Seizing this momentary advantage, Gu Sheng employed the "Void Crossing" technique, teleporting behind Shen Hua.

A silent tear in the void opened, revealing a dark silhouette.

"Shen Hua, prepare to meet your demise!"

Gu Sheng's fist was already aimed directly at Shen Hua's chest.

Shen Hua's pupils contracted violently, and he could only muster thirty percent of his Spiritual Power for a hasty defense.

"Bang!"

With a muffled impact, Shen Hua's chest caved inward, his body propelled backward with tremendous force until he crashed through and shattered the blue stone slabs.

He coughed up a stream of fresh blood, interspersed with fragments of dark red internal organs.

"How... how could someone in the Earth Palace realm possess such monstrous strength..."

Shen Hua struggled to push himself up, his eyes wide with utter disbelief.

Gu Sheng let out a silent sneer, his advance unwavering.

His right fist began to emit an eerie black glow, targeting Shen Hua's heart directly.

If this strike landed, it would undoubtedly obliterate the heart.

"Stop!"

Wei Feng bellowed, his figure moving with lightning speed.

His right fist, encased in pale golden Spiritual Power, shot towards Gu Sheng's temple.

This strike carried the full might of a mid-stage Heavenly Palace realm cultivator, compressing the surrounding air into explosive shockwaves.

"Clang—"

An Ancient Bronze Bell materialized abruptly from thin air, its mystical inscriptions swirling vibrantly.

Wei Feng's fist connected with the bell, producing a deafening clang that resonated through the heavens.

The resulting shockwave expanded outwards in a ripple, pulverizing the stone slabs within a ten-zhang radius.

Gu Sheng's assault continued unabated, his fist radiating black energy now mere inches from Shen Hua's heart!

"Ah!" Shen Hua roared, his eyes blazing with fury. He used his left hand to propel himself off the ground, rolling sideways while drawing his Spirit Sword from his waist with his right hand.

The blade, shimmering like azure autumn water, sliced towards Gu Sheng's wrist with a sharp, piercing whistle.

"You court death."

To everyone's surprise, Gu Sheng did not evade. Instead, he altered his punch into a palm strike, intercepting the sword's edge.

"Zheng!"

With a sharp metallic clash, the Spirit Sword bent into an extreme arc.

Shen Hua's hand was torn open at the tiger's mouth, and the sword hilt was ripped from his grasp.

He retreated several paces, each step accompanied by violent coughs of blood, stumbling until he knelt on the ground.

Witnessing this, Wei Feng roared in incandescent rage, unleashing a barrage of punches against the Ancient Reincarnation Bell.

The bell chimed like rolling thunder, rattling the distant eaves and dislodging roof tiles.

Gu Sheng finally took two steps back, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, yet a malevolent grin graced his features.

"A Heavenly Palace realm cultivator? Hardly a threat."

Wei Feng's face flushed crimson with escalating fury.

"A mere Earth Palace realm cultivator, relying on a mere magical treasure, dares to utter such insolent words!"

Shen Hua, breathing heavily, wiped the blood from his lips. He suddenly noticed only a faint white mark on Gu Sheng's palm.

His heart pounded violently as a recollection of an ancient legend surfaced.

"A body as resilient as jade, impervious to blade or sword... Could this be the fabled Glazed Jade Body? Just who are you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a golden silhouette darted out from the shadowed corner.

Ling Xiao, brandishing a Gilded Golden Bowl, aimed it directly at Shen Hua's back, targeting his heart.

"Despicable!"

Shen Hua barely managed to turn, blocking the attack with a shard of his broken sword.

The Golden Bowl collided with the sword fragment, sending sparks flying. To his astonishment, Ling Xiao, relying solely on his physical strength, caused Shen Hua's wrist to go numb, while the Golden Bowl itself only inflicted a shallow gash on his arm.

Wei Feng's pupils narrowed.

"Another brat with a monstrous physique!"

Shen Hua suddenly transmitted a secret message to Wei Feng.

"Hey, these two possess peculiar physiques that might conceal the secret to eternal life! I intend to capture them alive!"

"That is precisely my thought."

Wei Feng's lips stretched into a grin.

"Gu Sheng will be my prize, and the boy with the golden bowl is yours."

Upon hearing this, Gu Sheng let out a booming laugh.

"Mere dying men, yet you dare discuss dividing spoils?"

He abruptly ripped open his shirt, exposing a chest adorned with unsettling, writhing patterns that pulsed with a sinister aura.

Seizing the opportune moment, Ling Xiao unleashed a rapid assault, his Golden Bowl transforming into a flurry of discernable shadows.

Even with his considerable injuries, Shen Hua, possessing a significantly higher cultivation realm, promptly re-established his footing.

His swordsmanship underwent a sudden transformation, his Sword Qi erupting like a peacock unfurling its magnificent tail, compelling Ling Xiao to retreat multiple paces.