Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 1593 - 819: Who Are You, Really? (2)

The Evil Cultivator youth sneered, and his fingertips pierced black qi fiercely into Gu Sheng’s forehead!

A chilly soul power, with a strong sense of invasion, drilled into Gu Sheng’s Sea of Consciousness!

The Evil Cultivator youth’s soul consciousness instantly entered a vast, infinite, chaotic, and misty space! This was Gu Sheng’s Sea of Consciousness!

"Hmm?"

The virtual shadow of the Evil Cultivator youth’s soul condensed, floating in the Sea of Consciousness, with a look of doubt and suspicion in his eyes.

This Sea of Consciousness... is too vast and deep! Far beyond that of an ordinary Martial Artist in the Heavenly Martial Realm! Even larger than his own Early Stage of Human King Realm Sea of Consciousness!

He suppressed the unease in his heart and began to search and investigate frantically!

He wanted to find Gu Sheng’s soul origin and read his memories!

No matter how he urged his Soul Power, it was like a mud ox entering the sea!

This chaotic Sea of Consciousness was boundless, and besides the slowly drifting chaotic mist, there was no trace of any soul origin to be found!

It was as if here... was a desolate dead sea!

"What’s going on?!"

An alarm went off in the Evil Cultivator youth’s heart! A strong sense of unease instantly seized him!

He immediately realized something was amiss and wanted to withdraw his Soul Power and exit this Sea of Consciousness!

But just as that thought arose, an invisible, vast, terrifying will descended with a boom!

Like invisible shackles, it instantly firmly imprisoned the soul he had invaded into the Sea of Consciousness!

He felt like he was an insect trapped in amber, unable to move!

"No! Impossible!"

The virtual shadow of the Evil Cultivator youth’s soul let out a terrified screech.

"Your Sea of Consciousness... how is it..."

"Welcome to my Sea of Consciousness."

Gu Sheng’s calm and steady voice boomed in the vast space of the Sea of Consciousness, making the virtual shadow of the Evil Cultivator youth’s soul tremble violently!

"Who... who are you really?!"

The Evil Cultivator youth’s soul struggled madly, trying to break through the imprisonment, but it was like an ant shaking a tree, futile and ineffective!

He was horrified to find that his connection to his body’s external form had been completely severed!

His soul... was imprisoned here!

"Let me out! Otherwise, the people outside will immediately notice something wrong! You and your master will not escape!"

The Evil Cultivator youth threatened, sounding fierce yet faint-hearted.

"Notice something wrong?"

Gu Sheng’s voice carried a cold mockery.

"Do you think they still have a chance to notice?"

Before the words had even fallen, in the Sea of Consciousness, the chaotic mist rolled violently!

An invisible hand, seemingly formed by the whole Sea of Consciousness, carrying a terrifying will that could crush everything, suddenly appeared above the virtual shadow of the Evil Cultivator youth’s soul!

"No—!"

The Evil Cultivator youth let out a desperate scream!

The invisible hand mercilessly grabbed his soul’s virtual shadow like holding an ant!

Schwa—!

An indescribable pain originating from the depths of the soul erupted instantly!

The Evil Cultivator youth felt his soul being torn and squeezed by an irresistible power, as if it would completely shatter and annihilate in the next second!

"Ah—! Spare me! Spare me, senior!"

The ultimate agony and the fear of death instantly destroyed all his pride and malice, leaving only humble pleas for mercy!

The invisible hand did not pause for a moment, instead, it tore even harder!

The virtual shadow of the Evil Cultivator youth’s soul, in the painful wails, visibly dimmed, twisted, and was on the verge of collapse!

Meanwhile, outside.

Gu Sheng sat cross-legged, eyes closed, with a faint strand of black qi flickering at his forehead.

The Evil Cultivator youth in black robes was stiffly standing in front of him, his outstretched finger pointing at Gu Sheng’s forehead, his body motionless, like a statue.

The sneer on his face had long solidified and was replaced by an extremely eerie expression mixed with pain and stupor, his gaze empty and spiritless, as if his soul had left his body.

Gu Yuanyuan stood a few steps away, her face still maintaining an expression of "terror" and "worry," but in the depths of her eyes, there was a calmness.

She nervously watched Gu Sheng and the Evil Cultivator youth, her hands quietly clenched in her sleeves.

The leading Wuya Sect disciple and another Wuya Sect disciple stood not far away, initially paying no attention.

But as time went by, the Evil Cultivator youth stood motionless for too long, and his body began to display subtle, uncontrollable tremors, his breath becoming extremely disordered and weak, causing the lead Disciple’s brow to gradually furrow.

"What’s going on? It’s just a Soul Search, why is it taking so long?"

The lead Disciple muttered to himself, confusion in his eyes.

"Yeah, Senior Brother, that kid is only in the Heavenly Martial Realm, the Soul Search should be quick."

Another Disciple also noticed the anomaly, cautiously looking towards Gu Sheng.

"That kid... could there be something strange about him?"

"Something’s not right!"

The lead Disciple’s eyes grew sharp, he suddenly stepped forward, shouting sternly.

"Black Snake! What’s going on?!"

The Evil Cultivator youth called "Black Snake" didn’t respond at all, still standing stiffly, his body shaking even more violently, his complexion turning from pale to ashen, and even black blood oozing from the corner of his mouth!

His breath grew weaker to the extreme, like a residual candle flickering in the wind!

"This is bad! Something’s happened!"

The lead Disciple’s face changed dramatically, instantly realizing that something was wrong!

He swiftly drew the Longsword from his waist, the blade pointing directly at Gu Sheng, shouting sternly.

"Take action! Capture them!"

Just as his words fell—

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of cutting through the air resonated from all directions!

Figure after figure descended rapidly from the shadows of the ruins, behind the collapsed palace, and even from the sky!

In the blink of an eye, a dense crowd surrounded Gu Sheng, Gu Yuanyuan, and the three Wuya Sect Disciples!

The numbers were so great, they amounted to over a thousand!

They were uniformly dressed in dark blue attire, with silver Broken Sword Wing Badges on their chests, clearly all Wuya Sect Disciples!

Among them were even powerhouses at the Peak of the Sect Realm and early stage of the Human King Realm!

A chilling, murderous aura instantly enveloped the entire area!

"What’s going on?"

"What happened to Senior Brother Black Snake?"

"What’s that kid doing?"

"Did the Soul Searching Technique go wrong?"

"Surround them! Don’t let them escape!"

The Wuya Sect Disciples who arrived later saw the bizarre situation in the field and began to murmur softly, their gazes warily locked on the cross-legged Gu Sheng and the stiff Black Snake, as well as the pale-faced Gu Yuanyuan standing aside.

The leading Wuya Sect Disciple (Peak of Sect Realm) felt slightly reassured seeing so many fellow sect members arrive, but his gaze towards Gu Sheng became even more grave and apprehensive.

He pointed at Gu Sheng, reporting to the lead Wuya Sect Deacon with a profound aura, who had reached the early stage of the Human King Realm.

"Deacon Wang! Junior Brother Black Snake is performing the Soul Searching Technique on that kid, but suddenly it turned out like this! This kid... there’s something strange about it!"

Deacon Wang’s face was stern, his gaze like lightning, sweeping over the stiff Black Snake and the cross-legged Gu Sheng, an expression of surprise and doubt in his eyes.

He said gravely.

"Black Snake’s soul fluctuations... are extremely weak and chaotic! It seems... trapped?"

He suddenly looked at Gu Sheng, shouting sternly.

"Kid! What did you do to Black Snake?! Stop at once! Otherwise, I will ensure you and your master-sibling both perish in body and soul!"

Gu Yuanyuan, locked by these thousands of murderous gazes, trembled, tears glistening in her eyes, seeming on the verge of collapse at any moment.

While the cross-legged Gu Sheng slowly opened his eyes under the scrutiny of the crowd.

"You... what do you intend to do?!"

The soul shadow of the Evil Cultivator youth (Black Snake) frantically struggled within Gu Sheng’s Sea of Consciousness, emitting a shrill scream.

"How dare you perform a Soul Search on me?! I am a Disciple under Venerable Ming River! If you dare touch me, the Venerable will ensure your eternal destruction, never to be reincarnated!"

"Venerable Ming River?"

Gu Sheng’s voice echoed in the vast Sea of Consciousness, imbued with icy ridicule.

"Just a frail residual soul. As for you... playing the Soul Searching Technique before the Soul of the Emperor is no different from an ant trying to shake the sky, seeking your own doom!"

The invisible giant hand tightened once again! The terrifying ripping force was almost about to completely crush Black Snake’s soul!

"Ah—! No! How do you know... how do you know the essence of the Soul Searching Technique?! And the Soul Capturing Technique?! You... who exactly are you?!"

In the extreme pain and fear, Black Snake’s soul caught the information revealed in Gu Sheng’s words, leaving him even more terrified and desperate!