Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 1265 - 656: Helping Me? (2)

"All units, obey my command! Continue the pursuit of Gu Sheng! Anyone who dares to stand in our way—eliminate them without mercy!"

This directive brought smiles to the faces of his subordinates.

While they were no match for Lv Feng, other lesser cultivators were easily dealt with.

"Hahaha! Senior Brother Wang's strategy is brilliant!"

The assembled group redirected their formation, setting their sights directly on Gu Sheng.

As they advanced, they unleashed sudden assaults upon the nearest cultivators!

These unfortunate individuals hadn't anticipated Wang Xiu Jie's swift action, leaving them barely enough time to deploy their defensive artifacts.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

They were instantly reduced to bloody mist, falling mortally wounded. Only one person managed a narrow escape, though still sustaining minor injuries.

"With such feeble skills, you dare to trespass in Ten Thousand Ghost Ridge?"

Wang Xiu Jie scoffed, casting no glance at the fallen opponents as he pressed on with the pursuit of Gu Sheng.

Witnessing this, Lv Feng seethed with fury.

"Wang Xiu Jie! You despicable wretch!"

She was acutely aware of Wang Xiu Jie's background.

He had a formidable master within Qinghe Holy Land and likely possessed an artifact of immense power.

If he succeeded in capturing Gu Sheng and escaping, it would be a lifelong regret for her!

"Everyone, follow me!"

Lv Feng took the vanguard, charging forward.

"We absolutely cannot allow Wang Xiu Jie to achieve his goal!"

The two factions recommenced their chase. Meanwhile, Gu Sheng had already seized the opportune moment, narrowing the distance to the treasure sword to a mere twenty meters!

He cast a backward glance at his pursuers, a chilling glint flashing in his eyes.

"Wang Xiu Jie..."

Gu Sheng uttered the name through clenched teeth, having marked it at the very peak of his personal vendetta list.

"Gu Sheng! You cannot possibly escape!"

Wang Xiu Jie's roar reverberated from behind.

The golden radiance of the battle formation intensified, coalescing into an attack potent enough to obliterate the peak Heavenly Palace Realm!

"Nine Revolutions Celestial Gang·Annihilation!"

The blinding golden light sliced through the Blood River, distorting the very fabric of space in its path!

Gu Sheng's pupils constricted severely as he fully swung the Ancient Reincarnation Bell, meeting the golden onslaught!

"Dong—"

A resonant chime echoed forth. The instant the two forces clashed, a visible shockwave erupted outwards!

The Blood River vaporized, creating a vacuum void spanning a hundred meters in diameter, propelling Gu Sheng violently into the sky!

"Hahaha!"

Wang Xiu Jie let out a wild laugh, guiding the battle formation through the dissipating aftermath of the explosion.

"You are mine to claim!"

He trembled with exhilaration, vividly imagining the triumph of extracting Gu Sheng's secrets.

Yet, just as he was poised to capture Gu Sheng—

"Swish!"

A streak of crimson sword light pierced the heavens, streaking directly towards Wang Xiu Jie's back! This was Lv Feng's sword control technique!

"Senior Brother Wang, take heed!" a figure clad in black urgently shouted a warning.

Wang Xiu Jie snapped back to awareness, realizing with a jolt that in his fervor, he had strayed beyond the protective perimeter of the battle formation!

He swiftly dodged, but the sword light still managed to clip his shoulder, drawing forth a splash of crimson blood.

"Wretched insect!"

Wang Xiu Jie cursed vehemently, immediately retreating back within the formation's embrace.

"Hold them at bay!"

The battle formation's full efficacy waned without his direct command, yet it still managed to repel Lv Feng and the others' initial assault.

"Stop them! Whatever the cost!"

Deprived of the formation's shield, he would undoubtedly be shredded by the surrounding cultivators in mere moments.

And then there was the elusive gray light emanating from his left arm.

His sole trump card for departing Ten Thousand Ghost Ridge, to be employed only in the direst of life-or-death circumstances!

"As you command!"

Wang Xiu Jie's loyal followers responded in unison, frantically channeling their internal spiritual power.

The battle formation unleashed its golden radiance anew, transforming into scores of intertwined beams of gold and crimson, sweeping outwards with devastating force!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The explosions thundered with immense volume, tearing the Blood River into multiple zones of void.

Wang Xiu Jie bore the brunt of the initial impact, his hair standing on end from the shockwave, spitting several mouthfuls of blood before managing to regain his precarious footing.

"Pfft—"

Lv Feng and her companions suffered similarly, expelling fresh blood and staggering back several paces, their faces ashen.

Even the freelance cultivators observing from a distance were subjected to the chaotic aftermath, compelled to summon their magical treasures for protection.

Gu Sheng, still reeling from the prior blast, found himself struck by another explosion that followed in rapid succession.

Gritting his teeth, he recalled the Ancient Reincarnation Bell, pulling it overhead to form a secure shield.

"Dong!"

The bell vibrated intensely. Gu Sheng coughed up another mouthful of blood, his vital energy plummeting once more.

Even the surface of the bell began to exhibit a network of fine fissures!

"Hahaha!"

Wang Xiu Jie was the first to regain his senses, wiping the blood from his lip as he lunged at Gu Sheng with a sneer.

"Gu Sheng! You've been running like a mongrel for so long; now you'll face the judgment of destiny!"

The gray light beneath his left sleeve flared, poised to make a swift escape the moment he seized Gu Sheng.

"This is bad!"

Lv Feng’s sharp eyes caught the unusual glow emanating from Wang Xiu Jie’s left arm.

"This scoundrel truly has more tricks up his sleeve!"

She promptly crushed the life plate secured at her waist.

This was her ultimate trump card for survival!

"Crack!"

As the life plate shattered, a potent force coursed through Lv Feng’s body.

Blood trickled from her skin, yet she momentarily broke free from the Blood River’s oppressive grip, her speed skyrocketing!

"Wang Xiu Jie! Don't think you'll get away with this!"

Lv Feng materialized above Wang Xiu Jie, her fingers splayed wide as she fiercely slashed through the air, aiming for his head!

"Bitch!"

Wang Xiu Jie hurriedly raised his arm to parry the blow.

"Scram!"

"Bang!"

Their fierce collision sent both figures hurtling backward.

Wang Xiu Jie’s left arm flickered, its radiance fading, while Lv Feng coughed up a mouthful of blood, her aura significantly diminished.

The surrounding cultivators wouldn't miss this golden opportunity!

A barrage of lethal techniques rained down upon Wang Xiu Jie!

"Battle array! Protect me!"

Wang Xiu Jie shrieked, once again sensing the icy touch of death.

The remnants of the battle array’s light barely coalesced, just enough to ward off this onslaught.

Seizing the moment, Wang Xiu Jie retaliated, the golden light of the battle array piercing towards Lv Feng!

"Pfft!"

Lv Feng’s chest was impaled, her blood erupting in a crimson spray!

"Who else dares?!"

Wang Xiu Jie glared menacingly at the assembled crowd, his ferocity palpable.

For a tense moment, no one dared to advance.

Wang Xiu Jie let out a cold snort and turned his attention back to Gu Sheng, preparing to attack.

At this critical juncture, an unexpected turn of events unfolded—

A torrent of black Soul Power erupted from the direction of the treasure sword, coiling around Gu Sheng’s waist and swiftly pulling him towards the Supreme Treasure Sword!

"What?!"

Wang Xiu Jie’s eyes bulged, his pupils constricting in disbelief.

"No!!"

He desperately activated the battle array to intercept, but it was futile.

Gu Sheng was already being drawn near the treasured sword, weakly emerging from the Ancient Reincarnation Bell.

In that instant, time itself seemed to suspend.

The entire blood-drenched battle in the river ceased, all participants holding their breath as they witnessed the scene.

The blood-soaked youth bowed deeply to the soul body hovering above the treasure sword.

"Thank you, senior, for your assistance."

Gu Sheng’s voice was raspy and strained.

The soul body quivered slightly, as if acknowledging his words.

Without further hesitation, Gu Sheng reached out towards the Supreme Treasure Sword, which was embedded high in the celestial vault!

From a distant cliff, the Qinghe Saintess unconsciously clutched her attire, a silent plea echoing in her heart.

"Grasp it! You must grasp it!"

She couldn't pinpoint the reason for her intense agitation, only feeling her heart pounding as if it might burst from her chest.

At the far end of the Blood River, the azure Divine Sword rested, embedded serenely atop the celestial vault.

The sword’s form radiated opposing energies of supreme masculinity and utter malevolence.

This was a Holy Artifact, a relic of an Ancient Divine Spirit, a forbidden entity that even the Seven Great Saint Masters of the Xinghong Spirit Domain treated with extreme caution.

Gu Sheng’s hand finally closed around the sword’s hilt with a firm grip!

"Buzz——"

The sun and moon simultaneously unleashed a blinding radiance, and a peculiar yet familiar sensation washed over Gu Sheng.

This feeling arrived swiftly yet felt profoundly natural, as if he and this sword had a shared history, now reuniting after an immense span of time.

"How can this be..."

Gu Sheng murmured, a warm sensation spreading beneath his palm – not the anticipated rejection, but rather a profound sense of intimate connection.

He gazed upward at the soul body above the treasure sword; the hazy silhouette suddenly contorted and shifted, gradually forming a discernible human shape.

Though the face remained indistinct, Gu Sheng sensed "her" gaze upon him.

A tremor resonated from the depths of his soul as the soul body emitted a raw, guttural voice.

Gu Sheng only managed to catch the word "Master," but before he could fully process its implication, yet another transformation occurred!

"Zing!"

The Supreme Treasure Sword vibrated violently, unleashing an overwhelmingly terrifying energy that sought to break free from Gu Sheng’s grasp!

The humanoid form of the soul body dissolved instantly, morphing into a colossal Dao Pattern shaped like the character "Trapped," descending from above.

The instant the Dao Pattern made contact with the sword, a piercing shriek reverberated throughout the Blood River.