Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 1584 - 815: So Frightening

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Previously on Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World...
Gu Sheng and his group arrive at the ruins of the Wuya Holy Land, where they learn of the Wuya Sect's ambition to restore its former glory. As they approach the Soul Burial Tower, they spot figures rushing towards the teleportation gates that have just opened. They are confronted by the Wuya Sect, who claim the area is sealed, but Zhao Boyang's display of Heavenly Martial Realm power forces them to step aside. Gu Sheng's group enters one of the teleportation gates.

When Gu Sheng steadied his stance and looked around, he discovered that at his side there was only Gu Yuanyuan, clutching tightly at his sleeve!

Zhao Boyang, Jin’er, and that burly man and lanky Array Master had all vanished!

They had been randomly transmitted to different locations!

The scene before their eyes was even more gloomy and sinister than before.

The sky was still dark red, but that ghastly pale "moon" seemed to have grown larger; the black lines on its surface writhed like pulsing blood vessels, exuding a dead stillness that made one’s heart shudder.

The air was thick with the stench of rot and blood; underfoot lay a viscous black mire, from which turbid bubbles would occasionally rise and burst, releasing a pungent reek.

And not far ahead of them, an unimaginably vast black palace stood silently, like a primordial giant beast crouching in the darkness!

The palace gates had long since shattered, revealing a passage as deep as a gaping maw.

The palace walls were crowded with countless reliefs of twisted, pain‑contorted human faces, as though innumerable wronged souls had been imprisoned within, wailing soundlessly.

An indescribable chill, steeped in malice and despair, spread out from the depths of the palace, making even the soul tremble!

"Master... this place... is so frightening..."

Gu Yuanyuan’s face was pale, her voice quivering.

Even with Gu Sheng at her side, the aura emanating from this palace made her feel extremely ill at ease.

Gu Sheng’s gaze, however, was unnaturally calm. He stared at that black palace, a look of understanding in his eyes.

"The main hall of the Thousand Souls Hall..."

He murmured to himself, then spoke to Gu Yuanyuan.

"Stay within three steps of me. You must not leave my side."

"Yes, Master!"

Gu Yuanyuan answered at once, forcing down the fear in her heart and following close behind Gu Sheng.

The two of them walked toward the palace gate that was like the maw of a giant beast.

The closer they drew, the denser that cold, venomous aura became, as if countless eyes filled with malice were watching them from the darkness.

Within the palace gate, it was pitch‑black and bottomless; only gusts of gloomy wind howled out, carrying a bone‑piercing chill and faint sobbing sounds.

Just as they were about to step into the main hall, a sudden change erupted!

In the depths of the hall, the viscous black mire surged violently!

A gigantic head, formed from heaps of innumerable bones and rotting flesh, slowly rose up!

Set upon the head was a single huge, blood‑shot eye!

The eye stared fixedly at Gu Sheng and Gu Yuanyuan as they stepped into the hall; deep within the pupil was endless malice and greed!

A roar laden with savagery and the aura of annihilation exploded forth, like a death knell tolling from Nine Nether Hell!

With that roar, a visible black sound wave, packed with terrifying impact upon the Divine Soul, swept toward the two of them!

Where it passed, even space warped and shook!

Gu Sheng and Gu Yuanyuan stood before the main hall gate of the Thousand Souls Hall, that gateway like the maw of a primordial beast.

The massive black stone door was tightly shut, its surface scarred by the erosion of time and countless battle marks of varying depth.

Most striking of all was an irregular groove at the center of the door, and the extremely complex, profound Array Patterns spreading out around that groove.

These patterns faintly flowed with ghostly light, radiating a powerful aura of restriction.

"Master, there’s a restriction on this door. It seems a specific token is required to open it."

Gu Yuanyuan studied the groove and Array Patterns on the door carefully and spoke in a low voice.

Gu Sheng nodded slightly; he too had discerned the clue.

This restrictive aura was ancient and formidable, by no means something brute force could break.

His gaze swept over the shape of that groove, his heart stirring with thought.

Just then, Gu Yuanyuan seemed to recall something and hurriedly took out an item from inside her robes with great care.

It was a palm‑sized, irregular piece of metallic fragment.

The fragment’s edges were jagged and uneven, its surface covered in strange dark‑gold patterns, releasing a faint Energy Fluctuation that resonated subtly with the Array Patterns on the door.

"Master, look at this!"

Gu Yuanyuan handed the fragment to Gu Sheng, her eyes filled with excitement and uncertainty.

"Back then, when this Disciple was accidentally sucked into the depths of this Secret Realm and gravely injured, on the brink of death, it was this fragment that saved me! It... it seems to be connected with this main hall!

At that time I was half‑conscious; I felt it was the light released by this fragment that allowed me to avoid the dangerous residual souls nearby and finally escape. Also, I remember that the Demon Beast which saved me... seemed quite concerned about this fragment as well."

"Oh?"

Gu Sheng received the fragment; it was slightly heavy in his hand, and cold to the touch.

He carefully sensed the patterns and Energy Fluctuation upon it, then compared them to the groove and Array Patterns on the stone door, a look of comprehension in his eyes.

The fragment’s shape matched that groove by seven or eight parts!

The patterns upon it were of the same Source as the Restriction Array Patterns on the door!

"Do you know the origin of this fragment?"

Gu Sheng asked.

Gu Yuanyuan shook her head.

"This Disciple does not. I only remember that when I was gravely wounded and unconscious, this fragment was already beside me when I awoke. Later, as I struggled to survive in the Secret Realm, it was by relying on the faint aura it emitted that I narrowly avoided many powerful residual souls and restrictions."

Her words had only just fallen when another sudden change occurred!

In that stretch of viscous black mire before the hall door, a gentle nine‑colored radiance suddenly welled up!

The light grew more and more intense, dispersing the surrounding gloom and deathly qi. Immediately afterward, a Demon Beast of strange form slowly walked out of the radiance.

Its body was shaped like a deer, its bearing graceful, its entire form covered in immaculate white fur that emanated a sacred halo.

Atop its head, a single crystalline horn, as if carved from crystal, shimmered with seven‑colored flowing light.