Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 1247 - 647: Too Much Nonsense (Part 2)

"There's a trace of Thunder Element Technique here, it's Shen Hua’s 'Thunder Shocking Palm'."

Zhang Zuo, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes, a fleeting ghostly light dancing within his pupils.

"It's not just Shen Hua and Wei Feng; there are two other presences here."

His nostrils flared subtly.

"One is as frigid as ice, the other as blazing as fire."

A flash of sharp insight flickered in Zhang Zhishang’s eyes.

"It must be Gu Sheng and that Ling Xiao!"

He began rubbing his hands together with palpable excitement.

"It seems Shen Hua and Wei Feng, those two fools, intend to keep the secret all to themselves!"

"Pursue them!"

Zhang Zuo commanded succinctly, his form already a blur as he shot forward.

The black longsword held in his hand gleamed icily beneath the moonlight, tendrils of dark Qi coiling around its blade.

The three of them, by unspoken agreement, did not alert Gong Xuefeng and the others nearby, each employing their unique movement technique to give chase.

...

Deep within the dense forest, Gu Sheng abruptly stopped.

"They've arrived."

Ling Xiao's expression grew solemn.

"Three in the Heavenly Palace Realm, with one in the late stage. We're no match for them."

Yet, a peculiar smile curved the corners of Gu Sheng’s mouth.

"Just as I anticipated."

"Are you out of your mind?"

Ling Xiao lowered his voice, urgent.

"Zhang Zuo's 'Black Evil Blade' can even wound a Heavenly Palace Realm peak expert!"

Gu Sheng’s eyes were alight with fervor.

"You leave first; I have a cunning plan."

Ling Xiao moved to protest further, but Gu Sheng raised a hand, stopping him.

"Trust me. You head east, I'll go west. We'll rendezvous at our usual spot in fifteen minutes."

Observing Gu Sheng’s unwavering confidence, Ling Xiao gritted his teeth.

"Don't get yourself killed." With that, he vanished like a flash, disappearing into the thick woods to the east.

Watching Ling Xiao depart, a surge of battle intent ignited within Gu Sheng’s eyes.

He deliberately remained still for a brief moment, ensuring the approaching pursuers could detect his presence, before accelerating towards the west, in the direction of the most concentrated Yin Qi.

"There he is!" Zhang Zuo bellowed harshly, his pursuit speed escalating dramatically.

"Boom!"

Zhang Zuo’s black blade light descended, the air rent by a piercing shriek.

Gu Sheng made no move to dodge, instead thrusting his right fist forward!

"Courting death!"

Zhang Zuo sneered, already envisioning the gruesome spectacle of Gu Sheng’s arm being severed.

The very next instant, his triumphant grin froze.

Gu Sheng’s fist slammed into the blade light, emitting a sound like clashing metal!

Ancient runes materialized along the edge of his fist, forcefully shattering the black blade light!

"Impossible?!"

Zhang Zuo’s pupils constricted violently; his strike possessed the power to cleave mountains, yet it was intercepted by a cultivator merely in the early stage of the Heavenly Palace Realm?

Before he could even process the shock, Gu Sheng’s fist had already pierced through the fractured blade light, landing with immense force squarely on his chest.

"Pfft—"

Zhang Zuo spewed a mouthful of blood, his body catapulted back more than ten zhang, smashing through several stone pillars before his momentum was finally halted.

Gazing down at the fist imprint imprinted on his chest, he saw his armor was already deeply indented, and three of his ribs were confirmed to be broken.

"Your body... it can't possibly be this robust!"

Zhang Zuo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his voice laden with astonishment.

Gu Sheng flexed his slightly numb right fist, a mocking grin spreading across his face.

"Zhang, your Black Evil Blade is nothing remarkable."

He then dashed into the complex terrain that lay ahead.

The peculiar rocks were sculpted into odd shapes, their surfaces bearing the indelible marks of aeons of erosion, exuding an aura of ancient desolation.

Even more bizarrely, thick plumes of Yin Qi continuously billowed from the crevices between the rocks, transforming the entire locale into something akin to a spectral realm.

"Chase him! We cannot let him escape!"

Zhang Zuo roared, but stealthily transmitted a voice message to Yu Wenbai and Zhang Zhishang.

"Be cautious; there's something unnerving about this fellow!"

Yu Wenbai and Zhang Zhishang arrived at that very moment, witnessing Zhang Zuo being sent flying backward, their faces etched with disbelief.

"Zhang, are you wounded?"

Zhang Zhishang clutched the folding fan in his hand tightly, his gaze vigilantly sweeping across the surrounding area.

Zhang Zuo’s expression turned dark as stagnant water.

"I was caught off guard. This fellow’s physical strength rivals that of a Heavenly Palace Realm peak expert; we must proceed with extreme caution."

"Body strength at the peak?"

Yu Wenbai stammered in surprise.

"But he's clearly only in the early stage of the Heavenly Palace Realm!"

"Split up."

Zhang Zuo declared through gritted teeth.

"Junior Brother Yu, secure the perimeter and prevent any escape. Junior Brother Zhang, accompany me as we venture in to hunt him down!"

Yu Wenbai readily agreed, and the small bronze shield in his possession began to gleam brightly, effectively sealing off the sole exit of the peculiar stone maze.

Zhang Zuo and Zhang Zhishang simultaneously plunged into the cluster of strange rocks.

The chilling Yin Qi immediately coiled around them, causing their Spiritual Power to flow sluggishly.

"Damn this place! There’s something uncanny about it!"

Zhang Zhishang furrowed his brow, flicking his folding fan to dissipate the oppressive Yin Qi from their vicinity.

"My Divine Sense is being suppressed by a staggering seventy percent!"

Without a reply, Zhang Zuo’s intense gaze fixed upon the ground, where he discerned a trail of shallow footprints leading deeper into the area.

"This way!"

Following the tracks, the duo swiftly arrived at an unobstructed clearing.

At its heart stood an ancient bronze bell, its surface marred by countless cracks and etched with enigmatic runes that defied decipherment.

"The Ancient Reincarnation Bell?"

Zhang Zhishang gasped in disbelief. "The legendary Supreme Treasure said to bridge the realms of Yin and Yang! How could it possibly be here?"

A flicker of avarice ignited in Zhang Zuo’s eyes, but it was promptly extinguished by a surge of caution.

"Be on guard, that brat could be lurking nearby!"

The two positioned themselves back-to-back, their wary eyes scanning the surroundings.

The Yin Qi was so profoundly dense that Zhang Zuo’s Divine Sense could only extend a mere ten zhang radius.

At that precise moment, Gu Sheng, concealed within the shadow cast by a peculiar rock behind the bell, had already amassed formidable power in his right fist.

The veins on his knuckles bulged visibly, a faint golden luminescence coursing beneath his skin – the unmistakable sign that the Heaven-breaking Fist technique was primed for execution.

"Three… two… one…"

Gu Sheng silently counted, his gaze burning with cold-blooded murderous intent.

"Boom!"

Gu Sheng exploded from his hiding spot, his right fist hurtling directly towards Zhang Zuo’s unprotected back! The sheer force of the blow ripped through the air, emitting a piercing whistle!

"Watch out!"

Zhang Zhishang, the first to perceive the incoming threat, snapped open his folding fan, instantly conjuring a formidable wind barrier.

However, his reaction was still half a step too late.

Gu Sheng’s fist sliced through the wind barrier; though diminished by thirty percent, its impact was still devastating as it struck Zhang Zuo squarely on his right shoulder!

"Crack!" The sharp, distinct sound of bone fracturing echoed through the clearing.

"Ah!" Zhang Zuo shrieked in agony, his body flung sideways with violent force, smashing into a bizarre, fish-shaped rock formation.

This peculiar rock disintegrated upon impact, a testament to the terrifying power unleashed by Gu Sheng’s punch!

"Gu Sheng! I will grind your bones to dust!!"

Covered in his own blood, Zhang Zuo's right arm dangled uselessly, his left shoulder now crushed by Gu Sheng's blow. Yet, he roared defiantly, his eyes blazing with incandescent hatred.

He abruptly stomped the ground, using a jutting wing of the fish-shaped stone to propel himself upwards. The malevolent Qi of his Black Evil Blade surged uncontrollably, transforming into a torrent of pitch-black Blade Aura that sliced directly towards Gu Sheng’s head!

Simultaneously, Yu Wenbai let out a roar, his azure Longsword erupting with dazzling sword light, expertly sealing off all possible escape routes for Gu Sheng!

"Courting death!"

Gu Sheng snorted coldly, a simple bronze bell appearing in his palm – the very Ancient Reincarnation Bell!

"Dang——"

A profound ringing emanated from the bell, its invisible sound waves sweeping outwards, obliterating Yu Wenbai’s sword aura in an instant and sending him reeling back dozens of zhang, a trickle of blood escaping the corner of his mouth.

Seizing this fleeting moment of advantage, Gu Sheng surged directly towards Zhang Zuo!

Just as Zhang Zuo was preparing to deliver a powerful downward slash with his blade, an overwhelming pressure suddenly erupted from behind him, emanating from the peculiar rock formation.

An invisible force descended with crushing intensity!

Completely blindsided, Zhang Zuo was forced to spit blood, his entire skeletal structure groaning and cracking under the immense strain, his life aura plummeting precipitously!

"What is happening?!"

Terror seized him, but there was no time left to comprehend the situation.

"Die!"

Gu Sheng seized the critical opening, tearing through the fabric of the Void to appear instantaneously before Zhang Zuo. The golden light radiating from his right fist surged explosively as the Heaven-breaking Fist was unleashed with its full, devastating power!

"No——"

Zhang Zuo’s pupils constricted to pinpricks; he had only managed to utter a single, despairing scream before the next instant arrived—

"Bang!"

His head detonated in a grotesque explosion of blood and brain matter, his headless corpse collapsing heavily onto the ground!

This formidable cultivator of the Heavenly Palace Realm Late Stage – Zhang Zuo – had met his demise!

Gu Sheng flicked the bloodstains from his fist, his gaze chillingly shifting towards Yu Wenbai.

At this moment, Yu Wenbai remained frozen, utterly consumed by the shock of witnessing Zhang Zuo’s abrupt death. It wasn’t until Gu Sheng’s menacing approach that he jolted back to awareness!

"You… you killed Senior Brother Zhang?!"

Yu Wenbai’s voice trembled with disbelief.

"Now, it’s your turn."

Gu Sheng’s tone was absolutely ice-cold as he advanced with lethal intent!

Yu Wenbai’s combat prowess was on par with Wei Feng’s; in a fair, one-on-one confrontation, he might have found a way to strategize and maneuver.

However, with his mind in utter disarray and Zhang Zuo no longer by his side, he stood no chance whatsoever against Gu Sheng’s relentless assault!

"Green Gang Protection!"

Clenching his jaw, Yu Wenbai brought forth his small bronze shield, making a valiant effort to shield himself.

"Shatter!"

Gu Sheng delivered a powerful punch. The small bronze shield immediately fractured, sending Yu Wenbai flying backward in a spray of blood!

"No! You dare not kill me! I am a Core Disciple of the Luotian Sect; if you kill me, the Sect will surely hunt you down!" Yu Wenbai shrieked, his voice trembling with fear.

"Enough of your blabbering." Gu Sheng scoffed. He materialized instantly before Yu Wenbai, his fist piercing straight through the latter's chest!