Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 1736 - 881: Brief Departure from the Body

As the soul returned to its position, Gu Sheng’s complexion instantly turned as pale as paper, his body slightly swayed, and he couldn’t help but burst into a violent cough, with even a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. The brief detachment of the soul and the exertion of such a powerful strangling method took a massive toll on him.

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On the other side, at the moment the Blood Demon Spirit Body was crushed, Huang Batian’s previously hideous and mutated body suddenly stiffened, and the six crimson eyes instantly lost all their radiance, becoming void and empty.

He dazedly lowered his head, looking at his hands covered with dark red demonic runes, then touched the two pairs of additional eyes on his face, as well as the sharp fangs in his mouth, his face filled with confusion and disbelief.

"Power... my power... Lord Blood Demon... is gone? How could this be... this is impossible!!!"

As if unable to accept this fact, he suddenly clutched his head, let out hysterical cries and roars, as if possessed!

Having lost the support of the Blood Demon’s power, his forcibly reassembled and mutated body began to show countless fine, spiderweb-like cracks, with dark red light shining out from the fissures.

"No... no!! I am the first prodigy of Qian Jun Sect! I’m destined to reach the peak! How can I..."

"Boom——!!!"

Before he could finish speaking, his body could no longer be maintained, and after a violent expansion, it collapsed with a thunderous crash! Exploding into countless flesh fragments radiating residual Demonic Qi, they fell from the sky, meeting the same fate as his previous body.

Gu Sheng slowly calmed the surging Qi-Blood within and the Sea of Consciousness of vibrations, his gaze sweeping over the scattered corpse fragments, his brow slightly furrowed.

’Xiao Beixuan... Blood Demon Clan...’ His mind raced with thoughts, ’It seems Xiao Beixuan has a deep connection with the Foreign Blood Demon Clan. Is it Venerable Ming River manipulating behind the scenes, or does Xiao Beixuan himself... have some association with the Blood Demon Clan?’

He recalled Huang Batian’s combat style and words from earlier and secretly shook his head.

’This person is arrogant and domineering in character, and his actions seem direct, unlike those cultivated by Venerable Ming River who enjoys hiding behind the scenes and playing with plots.

More like... tempted by some condition offered by Xiao Beixuan, voluntarily entering into a contract with the Blood Demon?’

Just as he was pondering, below on the ground, amidst the remains of the Heavenly Demon Vine shattered by the aftermath of the battle, new, thicker vines started emerging, shimmering with a dark gleam, like tentacles, and began to sweep towards the flesh fragments scattered in the air and on the ground, containing remnants of Huang Batian and the Blood Demon’s power.

For it, there is no doubt it is an unprecedentedly great supplement!

...

Meanwhile, far away in Great Wilderness City in East Desolation, deep within a hidden mansion.

Sitting cross-legged beside a Blood Pool, Xiao Beixuan suddenly opened his eyes, and in those eyes, blood-colored demonic runes flickered and vanished.

A middle-aged man with a sinister aura standing beside him hurriedly bowed and cautiously asked.

"Young Master, what is it?"

Xiao Beixuan’s face turned terrifyingly gloomy, his voice like ice from a millennium.

"Huang Batian... is dead."

"What?!"

The middle-aged man’s face instantly filled with shock upon hearing this, exclaiming.

"How is this possible?! Huang Batian... he possessed strength close to the Heavenly King Realm! Gu Sheng is barely at the Sect Realm, even with some fortuitous encounter in the Southern Border, it’s absolutely impossible..."

"Smack!"

A crisp, loud slap violently struck the middle-aged man’s face!

The terrifying force directly slapped him off the ground, awkwardly falling into a nearby pond, instantly shattering half his facial bones, blood mixing with teeth spraying out!

"Trash! Are you doubting this Young Master’s judgment? Or questioning the Blood Ancestor’s will?!"

Xiao Beixuan stood up, exuding a suffocatingly terrifying killing intent and Demon Power.

The middle-aged man, disregarding the piercing pain in his face, scrambled desperately to claw his way out of the pond, kneeling and desperately bowing his head, his voice blurred because of the air leakage.

"Subordinate does not dare! Subordinate deserves death! Young Master, forgive me! Blood Ancestor, forgive me!"

Xiao Beixuan coldly glanced at him, his tone chilling.

"If there’s a next time, you’ll be thrown into the Blood Pool and sacrificed to the Blood Ancestor!"

"Yes! Yes! Thank you, Young Master, for sparing my life!"

The middle-aged man kowtowed like pounding garlic, trembling all over.

Xiao Beixuan no longer looked at him, his gaze seemingly penetrated layers of walls, looking in the direction of Gu Sheng, his tone carrying a hint of gravity and disbelief.

"The message was directly conveyed by the Blood Ancestor’s will, it cannot be wrong. Gu Sheng... it appears that you have indeed gained heaven-defying Creation in the Southern Border! To actually be able to kill Huang Batian..."

He slightly clenched his fist, his knuckles turning white from the pressure.

"I’ve crossed swords with Huang Batian before, victory and defeat lie sixty-forty, with me having sixty percent chance of winning.

His ability to kill Huang Batian means... he’s already obtained the power to threaten me!"

His gaze bypassed the middle-aged man trembling on the ground, falling onto a column full of runes in the corner of the room.

There, tied up, laid an exhausted, severely wounded figure, none other than — Gu Lie!

Xiao Beixuan’s eyes flashed with a trace of ruthlessness and resolve.

"It seems it’s time to use this pawn..."

He commanded coldly towards the Void.

"Send the order, proceed according to the plan! This Young Master will let Gu Sheng taste what it means to be overwhelmed by pain!"

Gu Sheng did not immediately leave this border area that had just concluded a fierce battle.

He hovered in the air, gazing calmly at the Heavenly Demon Vine below, writhing like living matter, crazily devouring Huang Batian’s leftover flesh. Qidiao Yaoyao quietly stood beside him, not daring to disturb, just occasionally glancing curiously and shockingly at Gu Sheng’s calmly restored profile.