Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 1703 - 864: Golden-winged Roc Clan_2

In just a moment, the gargantuan creature that towered over a thousand feet had vanished. In its place floated a woman suspended in mid-air.

She had the upper body of a human female, with a stunningly cold and indifferent beauty that carried a non-human, noble, and distant aura. Her skin was a healthy pale gold, and her eyes were still that brilliant gold.

However, her lower body consisted of a bird’s form covered in dark golden, luxurious feathers, along with talons, and behind her, a pair of wings remained folded, yet exuded a powerful presence.

This was a woman with the body of a bird and the face of a human! She radiated a strong and ancient demonic power, the intensity of which had impressively reached the Peak of the Sect Realm, even vaguely touching the edge of the King Realm!

Her golden eyes looked indifferently at Gu Sheng, and with a gentle flap of her wings, her figure appeared as if crossing space, instantly appearing several feet away in front of Gu Sheng.

"You..."

She spoke, her voice crisp and cold, completely different from the previous grandiose voice.

Gu Sheng didn’t wait for her to ask more and directly began to speak.

"I just finished a conversation spanning the long river of time with Senior Fate.

He informed me that your Golden-winged Roc clan is his most loyal Spirit Pet lineage, guarding here for generations."

The woman with the bird body and human face heard this and seemed to have an extremely faint ripple flash through her golden eyes, as if some mark deeply embedded in her bloodline and soul was being touched.

She nodded slightly, her tone still cold but with a little less scrutiny.

"Since Lord of Destiny himself confirmed it, there is no mistake. Since you already know the cause and effect, you should know... the task you need to undertake."

"Naturally."

Gu Sheng nodded.

"Follow me."

The woman said no more; her wings flapped again.

An invisible yet gentle and strong flow of air wrapped around her and Gu Sheng, and the two of them shot up into the air, not towards the dome of the grand hall, but darting towards an inconspicuous entrance on a steep wall to the side, which looked like a natural crack in the rock.

The speed was incredibly fast, reaching the entrance in the blink of an eye.

Through the narrow entrance was a sloped narrow passage that could only accommodate two or three people walking side by side. The walls were smooth and emitted a faint glow.

Under the woman’s lead, Gu Sheng followed closely and traversed about a hundred feet along the passage.

A vast space suddenly opened up before their eyes!

They entered an indescribable, strange space.

Here, there seemed to be no concept of up, down, left, or right; within it, it felt as if they were floating in the infinite cosmic void. Around them were slowly rotating, ever-changing, enigmatic nebulas, whose colors were magnificent, sometimes coalescing into star rivers, sometimes scattering into dust of light, eternally cycling between birth and extinction. It was breathtakingly beautiful, and brimming with an ineffable mystery and immensity.

"To arrange the resting place after death as an endless star river... This Lord Fate indeed has a romantic disposition."

Looking at this grand and dreamlike scene, Gu Sheng couldn’t help but softly sigh in admiration.

The woman with the bird body and human face flying in front heard this and her wing-flapping paused slightly. She turned a half-chilled face to glance at Gu Sheng with golden eyes, her tone still indifferent.

"There’s no need to ingratiate here. My guardianship of this place is not out of love or respect, but merely to fulfill the destiny passed down by my ancestors and parents."

Gu Sheng’s expression remained unchanged as he calmly said.

"It was just a spontaneous feeling, nothing more."

The woman didn’t linger on this topic further. She turned her body to face the vast center of the nebula, lightly waved the wings on her back.

A stream of pure and ancient demonic power, like a gentle trickle, flowed silently from her wingtips, merging into the splendid star river ahead.

A strange scene unfolded.

The perpetually rolling, ceaselessly flowing enigmatic nebulas, upon encountering this specific demonic power, seemed to be paused, and began to slowly contract and condense inward.

A little time passed, about the duration it takes to drink a cup of tea, before the massive nebula filling the view completely disappeared.

In its place, a coffin hovered in the center of the space.

This coffin was deep and dreamlike in color, as if the entire starry sky were condensed within it, with points of starlight flowing over its surface. Numerous delicate runes, like star trajectories, hinted at the surface of the coffin, exuding a tranquil, eternal, yet profoundly solemn aura.

The woman with a bird body and human face looked at the coffin, her cold voice seeming to carry a slight, almost imperceptible weakness and deep fatigue.

"This is the resting place of the Lord of Destiny.

His physical body is within it."

She gently flapped her wings, maintaining her suspension, but the powerful demonic power around her clearly dimmed significantly. It was evident that opening this cosmic treasury and condensing this coffin exerted a significant toll on her.

Gu Sheng looked at the coffin condensed from endless starlight and then at the nearby woman whose aura had visibly weakened a lot. After a moment of silence, he solemnly spoke.

"The Golden-winged Roc lineage is true to its promise, guarding for hundreds of thousands of years with their mission fulfilled. Such credibility and tenacity are admirable."

Upon hearing Gu Sheng’s words, the woman’s golden eyes flickered slightly. Hundreds of thousands of years of lonely guardianship had long polished away her emotions to the hardness of ice, but the acknowledgment from an outsider of the mission of her race still caused a slight ripple in her cold heart.

Her expression remained indifferent, but her tone seemed to soften ever so slightly.

"It’s just a duty, no need for admiration."

She replied softly, then changed the subject, looking at Gu Sheng.

"Since you’ve come this far, completing the Lord of Destiny’s final request is now your task."

She paused, seeming to have made some form of decision, and continued.

"In return, once you obtain the relic of the Lord of Destiny... I entrust my physical body to you, hoping you’ll find a peaceful place to lay it to rest, allowing me to be released and return to the earth."

"And I..."

Her gaze seemed to pierce through the void, seeing her enormous relic sealed within the main hall.

"My Life Essence Blood, containing the essence of my lifetime’s cultivation, numbers eighteen drops. Before my residual spirit fades and my body is laid to rest, you may extract them. This will be a gift to you."

Upon hearing this, Gu Sheng agreed readily, almost without hesitation.

"Alright, I promise you. I will certainly find a peaceful place to properly lay your body to rest."

The core objective of his journey into the Secret Realm was directed at the Golden-winged Roc relic; whether it was those eighteen drops of Life Essence Blood containing the essence of its lifetime’s cultivation, or the potential other values contained in its body, they were things he was determined to acquire.

Now, the other party actively offered the Essence Blood and entrusted the burial of its body to him. For him, it was simply doing what he would have done anyway, yet gaining tangible benefits, so naturally, there was no reason to refuse.

The woman with the bird body and human face saw that Gu Sheng agreed so straightforwardly, and the last trace of doubt in her golden eyes faded.

She continued to speak, her voice carrying a faint sense of returning to origin.

"Our Golden-winged Roc lineage, born in the Sea of Beiming, soar above the nine heavens. According to ancient tradition, after death, the soul should also return to Beiming, to be buried in the ancestral resting place."

She looked at Gu Sheng, making a final request.

"Therefore, I hope you can take my body to Beiming, find the burial ground, so that I can... return my soul to my homeland."

Gu Sheng’s gaze flickered slightly, and he did not immediately answer, but responded with a question.

"Do you trust me so much? Aren’t you afraid I’ll break my promise afterward, keep your body, and only take away those eighteen drops of Essence Blood?"

The woman seemed to have expected this question and answered calmly.

"I trust you.

First, since you’re the chosen one by Lord of Destiny across time and space, your character should not be so base.

Second..."

She paused, a glimmer of wisdom flashed in her golden eyes.

"Those eighteen drops of Life Essence Blood, though precious, are merely a token of gratitude for you burying me. The true great opportunity... is actually in Beiming."

"Oh?"