Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 1263 - 655: Stop Him

Wrecked limbs and severed arms bobbed on the river’s surface, some undeniably from monstrous beasts, others from those who relentlessly pursued. A Cultivator, his arm grotesquely mangled, thrashed weakly in the crimson water, his face a mask of pure terror. Nearby, another Cultivator, his abdomen brutally torn open by a beast’s fangs, floated lifelessly, carried away by the relentless current...

"You brought this fate upon yourselves," Ling Xiao murmured, his gaze drifting towards the two groups still pursuing in the distance. Wang Xiu Jie’s blood churned with fury. Surveying the grim scene, he saw Gale was already dead, Lv Feng and his companions grievously wounded. Only his own loyal followers, shielded by the protective Battle Array, had suffered the least casualties. "My Brothers!" Wang Xiu Jie bellowed, his voice ringing out. "Gu Sheng is just ahead! Capture him, and we shall unlock the secrets he guards!" "Kill!" The man in black responded instantly, a predatory flash igniting in his eyes. Energized as if injected with potent medicine, the other followers surged forward, their own injuries utterly disregarded. In their minds, Gu Sheng was no longer a living being, but a monumental opportunity ripe for the taking! Gu Sheng acutely felt the escalating killing intent surging from behind, his heart ablaze with indignation. He was acutely aware of the vast disparity in power separating him from his pursuers. Despite his strength having inexplicably surged to the Heavenly Palace Realm upon awakening, he could only hope to contend with ordinary cultivators at that level. Yet, Wang Xiu Jie and his cohorts—the weakest among them was still in the Tribulation Crossing Realm! "If only this Blood River wasn't suppressing my strength..." Gu Sheng cast a glance over his shoulder. Wang Xiu Jie’s Battle Array, now gleaming with an intense golden radiance, moved at nearly double its previous speed. The gap between them was shrinking with alarming rapidity! "Gu Sheng! You cannot possibly escape!" Wang Xiu Jie snarled, a savage grin twisting his features. "I shall personally sever your head and offer it as a sacrifice to my fallen brother!" Gu Sheng responded with a cold snort, whirling around and unleashing a powerful punch! "Boom!" The force of his strike sent colossal waves of blood surging upwards, coalescing into a blood-red tornado that hurtled directly towards the Battle Array. Taken by surprise, Wang Xiu Jie’s formation shuddered violently, its acceleration immediately faltering. "A final, desperate struggle!" Wang Xiu Jie roared in pure rage, extracting a crimson elixir from his chest and unhesitatingly swallowing it. "Blood Burning Pill! Explode for me!" "Boom!" His entire aura erupted in power, and the Battle Array’s speed surged once more! Gu Sheng’s heart constricted; he would not engage further and turned, charging forward with renewed urgency. Ahead, the terminus of the Blood River was now within his grasp. The Supreme Treasure Sword, impaled in the earth and exuding a bone-chilling light that made the heart tremble, was now a mere thousand meters away! "Heaven Slayer Sword..." Gu Sheng inwardly acknowledged the terrifying might contained within the legendary blade. "If I can claim this sword, my power will at least double!" However, as the thought formed, he could only offer a bitter smile and shake his head. Even if he were to acquire the treasure sword, facing a formidable powerhouse like Wang Xiu Jie, his chances of survival remained precariously slim. "No!" "Even in death, I will take a few of them with me!" The Spiritual Power coursing through Gu Sheng’s body circulated with frantic intensity, resisting the oppressive force of the Blood River, and his speed escalated once more! Perched on the mountaintop at the Blood River’s origin, Qinghe Saintess silently observed the river’s surface gradually settling in the distance. "Those formidable auras... they have vanished," Dragon Palace remarked in a hushed tone. "It appears to be over," The Holy Daughter offered no immediate reply, her gaze fixed upon the fragmented remains drifting on the water. Corpses bobbed along the current, some bodies rendered unrecognizable. "All of them were individuals hunting Gu Sheng..." the Holy Daughter whispered, her voice laced with a faint tremor. Dragon Palace, assuming she felt sorrow for their fallen comrades, attempted to console her. "Life and death are determined by fate; no one else can be blamed for their end." The Holy Daughter remained silent. A sharp, inexplicable pain pierced her chest. Despite her profound hatred for Gu Sheng, the notion that he might now be lost at the bottom of the river caused her heart to ache faintly. "What is wrong with me..." The Holy Daughter placed a hand over her chest, her eyes clouded with confusion. Dragon Palace noted her unusual behavior but misinterpreted its cause. "Do not dwell on it. Gu Sheng’s demise is ultimately a positive outcome for the Holy Land." The Holy Daughter forced herself to nod, offering no further explanation. "Boom!"

A torrent of jet-black Sword Qi descended from the heavens, tearing through the Blood River wherever it passed, its terrifying Energy Fluctuation vaporizing the river water within a hundred-meter radius!

Gu Sheng’s pupils constricted violently; he quickly raised the Ancient Reincarnation Bell to shield himself.

The bell’s body quivered, emitting a profound resonance. As the black Sword Qi slammed into the bell, blood trickled from the corner of Gu Sheng’s mouth, and the impact propelled his body back dozens of zhang.

"Hahaha!"

Wang Xiu Jie’s boisterous laughter echoed from behind.

"Gu Sheng, the Qinghe Saintess really should witness your current state!"

He stood at the vanguard of the Battle Array; though he hadn’t fully closed the distance, his assaults could already reach Gu Sheng.

Observing Gu Sheng’s battered, blood-spewing form, a perverse excitement flickered within Wang Xiu Jie’s eyes.

He began to envision the very expression the Qinghe Saintess would wear upon witnessing such a spectacle.

"Again!"

Wang Xiu Jie grinned menacingly and unleashed another sword strike, deliberately restraining a portion of his formidable power this time.

Black Sword Qi shrieked towards Gu Sheng; with no avenue for evasion, his chest absorbed another direct blow!

"Pff—"

He expelled a gush of fresh blood, his body sent reeling backward once more.

Wang Xiu Jie’s cohorts erupted in shrill jeers, unleashing a barrage of demeaning insults.

"What genius? He's nothing more than a mangy dog!"

"Senior Brother Wang, gouge out his tongue! Let's see how boldly he speaks then!"

"Trash remains trash; he doesn't even dare to fight back!"

Blood vessels throbbed in Gu Sheng’s eyes, his fists clenched so tightly that they audibly cracked.

A potent ferocity surged from the depths of his heart; he yearned to turn back immediately and confront Wang Xiu Jie in a fight to the death.

Suddenly, the Ancient Reincarnation Bell chimed of its own accord; its clear, ethereal bell tone resonated within Gu Sheng’s heart, gently pacifying his raging killing intent.

"Endure just a little longer..."

Gu Sheng suppressed the urge to go all out.

"If there’s still no improvement even after I secure the treasure sword, it won’t be too late to risk everything then!"

He swallowed his profound humiliation and continued his desperate flight forward.

Though his outward appearance was one of utter defeat, Gu Sheng was not without his hidden strengths.

The enigmatic Longevity Realm residing within his body, and the mysterious woman slumbering within it, constituted his ultimate recourse.

Should he be pushed into an inescapable corner, he would not hesitate to expose these secrets, even if it meant provoking that enigmatic existence!

Noticing Gu Sheng’s sole focus on escaping and his apparent lack of intent to resist, Wang Xiu Jie finally relinquished his remaining caution.

"Trash is indeed trash!"

He guffawed, his golden long saber slashing repeatedly, dispatching wave after wave of weakened Sword Qi, relentlessly hacking at Gu Sheng’s retreating form.

"Come on, fight back! Weren’t you hailed as a genius?!"

Each thread of Sword Qi inflicted another wound upon Gu Sheng’s body, his robes becoming saturated with crimson blood.

Wang Xiu Jie’s followers escalated their taunts, one even deliberately maneuvering their Magic to graze Gu Sheng's scalp, playfully severing a lock of his hair.

From a distance, Lv Feng observed this scene, her brows knitting together in deep concern.

"Wang Xiu Jie... he has completely lost his senses!"

Further away still, a figure clad in white had, at some undisclosed moment, quietly plunged into the Blood River.

It was the Qinghe Saintess!

She stood atop a jutting rock, her gaze fixed on the unfolding humiliation of Gu Sheng; at some point, her eyes had become moist, and a piercing ache radiated from her chest.

"Why..."

The Holy Daughter pressed a hand to her heart, her voice barely a whisper.

"Why does this pain feel so intense..."

Dragon Palace stood by her side, his face alight with triumphant glee.

"Exquisite! Gu Sheng brought such shame upon our Six Great Holy Lands on the Holy Road that we could barely hold our heads high. Witnessing his current plight is truly exhilarating!"

The Holy Daughter offered no reply, merely biting down hard on her lower lip, only realizing she tasted blood when the sensation registered.

Meanwhile, Ling Xiao, concealed within the shadows, felt the urge to intervene several times but forcibly suppressed the impulse.

"Gu, hold on just a little longer..."

"If I reveal myself now, it will only worsen the situation..."

Within the Blood River, Gu Sheng was struck by another beam of Sword Qi in his back, causing him to spurt another mouthful of blood.

His legs had already begun to falter, yet his eyes remained fixed intently on the Supreme Treasure Sword ahead.

Suddenly, his heart pounded with an intense urgency.

Floating above the sword was a soul body that strangely seemed familiar! This soul body blazed like the Ghost Fire from the deepest pits of hell, radiating a terrifying aura.

"That is..."

An indescribable sensation of recognition flooded Gu Sheng’s heart.

"Could it be..."

Before the thought could fully form, his soul body experienced a violent throbbing. An unseen wave surged into Gu Sheng's mind.

"Come... hurry and come..."

The voice thundered within his mind, causing his entire body to convulse. An unparalleled, terrifying aura erupted from deep within him!

"Boom!"

A shockwave radiated outwards from Gu Sheng, pushing all the surrounding blood aside.

Under the astonished gazes of everyone present, Gu Sheng's speed surged, and he dashed towards the treasure sword!

"Not good!"

Wang Xiu Jie's countenance shifted dramatically.

"Stop him!"

Dozens of attacks were launched simultaneously, yet every single one missed its mark.

Gu Sheng bit the tip of his tongue, spitting a mouthful of Essence Blood onto his palm before pressing his hands together.

The Essence Blood ignited, transforming into vermillion flames that enveloped his entire form. His previously depleted body reignited with a terrifying aura!

"Open for me!"