Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 1267 657: Turn and Run (Part 2)

"What?!"

Everyone froze, staring blankly at this scene.

That Supre Treasure Sword was actually protecting Gu Sheng of its own accord?

"Impossible..." Lv Feng muttered to herself.

"A Divine Artifact choosing its master?"

Gu Sheng was stunned as well.

He lowered his head to look at the treasure sword in his hand; the ancient patterns on the blade were flowing with a strange radiance.

The voice of the soul body sounded in his mind once more.

"A master's order cannot be disobeyed."

This ti, Gu Sheng finally understood sothing.

He slowly lifted his head, his gaze sweeping past Wang Xiu Jie, Lv Feng, the Dragon Palace... and finally stopping on the face of the Qinghe Saintess.

"Thank you for your concern."

The corner of his mouth lifted slightly.

"But right now..."

The treasure sword suddenly let out a clear, ringing Sword Qi, and the entire Blood River boiled along with it!

"The ones who should be running... are them."

"You are simply unreasonable!"

The icy face of the Qinghe Saintess rarely showed anger.

"What could be more important than your life?"

Gu Sheng didn't even raise his head, both hands gripping the hilt tightly.

"You don't understand."

"I don't understand?" The Holy Daughter was so furious she laughed.

"Fine, very fine! Then just wait to be torn to pieces by Wang Xiu Jie!"

She turned to leave, yet couldn't help looking back.

"Wang Xiu Jie's cultivation is already close to the Venerable Realm, and he's the Qinghe Saint Heir's own brother! Once you fall into his hands, you won't even have the luxury of dying!"

Only then did Gu Sheng lift his eyes, his sun-and-moon pupils filled with impatience.

"Are you done?"

"You!"

The Holy Daughter's slender fingers trembled; no one had ever dared take her warning so lightly.

She forced down the surge of anger in her chest.

"Arrogant and conceited! Stirring wind and rain on the Holy Road has made you forget your own weight!"

Gu Sheng ignored her, pouring all his mind into communicating with the Divine Sword.

The pulse coming from the blade grew stronger and stronger.

"Good... very good..."

The corner of Gu Sheng's mouth lifted.

"Just a little closer..."

On the distant battlefield, Wang Xiu Jie seized a flaw in Lv Feng's camp; the golden light of the Battle Array turned into a giant palm that slapped a Heavenly Palace Realm Peak powerhouse into a sar of flesh on the spot!

"Ah!" Amid screams, another powerhouse was swept by the residual force; half his body exploded, blood dyeing the sky.

The tide of battle was reversed in an instant!

"Who else?!"

Wang Xiu Jie's hair and beard bristled, like a mad demon.

"Get lost now while you still can!"

This ferocious might shocked everyone into retreating again and again; even Lv Feng's face went deathly pale.

Her injuries were too severe; she no longer had the strength to fight.

"Senior Brother Wang..." the man in black reminded him in a low voice.

"We only have three Spirit Stones left..."

The corner of Wang Xiu Jie's eye twitched as he forced himself to remain calm.

"Maintain formation and slowly close in on Gu Sheng."

The Battle Array advanced slowly, each step cautious.

Wang Xiu Jie stared fixedly at the figure ten ters away, that silhouette wholly focused on gripping his sword, greed in his eyes.

"Ten ters... As long as we enter a ten-ter range..."

At that distance, even if Lv Feng regretted it, it would be too late to stop him!

From afar, the Qinghe Saintess saw this scene and finally gave up completely.

She turned to leave, the hem of her snow-white dress drawing a decisive arc.

"Holy Daughter?" The Dragon Palace cultivator followed her in surprise.

"You're not watching anymore?"

"No point."

The Holy Daughter's voice was icy, yet she inadvertently glanced back.

With just that one glance, she saw that Wang Xiu Jie's Battle Array had already closed within ten ters of Gu Sheng!

"It's over..."

The Holy Daughter's heart trembled; she subconsciously shut her eyes.

At the sa ti, Wang Xiu Jie finally couldn't hold back and burst into wild laughter toward the sky.

"Gu Sheng! Your death day has co!"

"Boom!"

The golden light of the Battle Array erupted; Wang Xiu Jie charged out, his Venerable Level terrifying cultivation fully unleashed, a palm striking down toward Gu Sheng's Heavenly Spirit!

When Wang Xiu Jie's five fingers were only three inches from Gu Sheng's Heavenly Spirit, he suddenly forced himself to pull back his strength.

The raging whirlwind of Spiritual Power lifted Gu Sheng's long hair, yet failed to harm him in the slightest.

"Can't kill him... can't kill him yet..."

Wang Xiu Jie's eyes were bloodshot, veins bulging on his forehead.

"I have to capture him alive... interrogate him slowly..."

He suppressed the urge to crush Gu Sheng's skull on the spot; reason triumphed over hatred.

As long as they left Ten Thousand Ghost Ridge, he had plenty of ways to make Gu Sheng wish for death!

In the distance, the Qinghe Saintess saw Wang Xiu Jie pull back his power and had just sighed in relief, when she saw Lv Feng suddenly explode into action!

"Stop him!"

Lv Feng was covered in blood, yet he still gritted his teeth and charged forward.

"We absolutely can't let Wang Xiu Jie succeed!"

At this shout, all the Cultivators who had been watching waveringly had their eyes go bloodshot, and all sorts of killing moves crashed toward the Void barrier.

Even the Dragon Palace could no longer hold back, turning into a streak of flowing light as it joined the battle.

"Heh..." Wang Xiu Jie sneered. As his sleeves billowed, the Void aura surged even stronger.

"A bunch of ants!"

Lines rippled along the outer edge of the barrier, and all attacks sank into it like stones into the sea.

Faintly, the edges of the barrier could be seen growing sharp, as if about to slice open space and escape into another world.

"Senior Brother Wang!"

The black‑clothed man roared outside the barrier.

"Take us with you!"

The other followers also reacted, rushing up to the barrier and pounding on it.

"Senior Brother! Don't abandon us!"

Wang Xiu Jie couldn't even be bothered to glance at them, only speaking blandly.

"If you can leave Ten Thousand Ghost Ridge alive, I will naturally reward you."

The words sounded nice, but were in truth utterly ruthless.

His trump card, Void Escape, could at most carry two people across. What's more... how could the secrets on Gu Sheng's body be shared with anyone else?

"Wang Xiu Jie! You ungrateful beast!"

The black‑clothed man finally ca to his senses, eyes splitting with rage.

"Form the array! Blast open this damn turtle shell!"

The remaining Battle Array flared with golden light once more, but this ti it turned its power and blasted toward the barrier.

The other Cultivators also struck out one after another, and for a ti the explosions were deafening.

Wang Xiu Jie turned a deaf ear, all his attention focused on Gu Sheng.

His palm finally descended, about to clamp down on Gu Sheng—

"It worked."

The three airy words slipped from Gu Sheng's mouth. His voice wasn't loud, yet it made every hair on Wang Xiu Jie's body stand on end!

"What?"

Wang Xiu Jie's movents stalled.

"What do you an, it worked?"

Gu Sheng slowly lifted his head. In those eyes where sun and moon coexisted was nothing but mockery, as if he were looking at a re jumping clown.

That single glance made Wang Xiu Jie feel as though he'd fallen into an ice cave; a powerful sense of unease instantly drowned out his rationality.

He no longer cared about capturing alive; Spiritual Power surged violently in his palm.

"Die!"

But it was already too late—

Gu Sheng lightly raised his right hand, and that Supre Treasure Sword which pierced the firmant was actually pulled out by him with effortless ease!

At the instant the sword body left the sky, the entire Blood River shuddered!

"This sword."

Gu Sheng's tone was as calm as if he were discussing the weather.

"I'll return it to you."

"Zheng!"

At the instant the Ancient Divine Sword left its sheath, Wang Xiu Jie's pupils shrank abruptly. But in the next mont, his vicious grin returned.

"A re Heavenly Palace Realm dares to..."

Before he could finish, the sword edge was already upon him!

Wang Xiu Jie had long been prepared. His left hand ford a seal, and blue Void Heavenly Fire spurted out, condensing into a thick barrier before him.

At the sa ti, Spiritual Power surged from his right hand, trying to blast the treasure sword away.

"Boom!"

Lv Feng and the others' attacks happened to slam into the Void barrier as well, detonating into a skyful of flas.

The attacks launched through the Battle Array by Wang Xiu Jie's lackeys were likewise blocked outside.

"Hahaha!"

Wang Xiu Jie laughed madly.

"A bunch of trash!"

Smug, he looked toward Gu Sheng—only to see the corner of the other's mouth curl into a strange arc.

"Hm?"

Wang Xiu Jie's heart trembled. Before he could react, that seemingly ordinary Ancient Divine Sword suddenly erupted with blinding light!

"Wong——"

The sword body humd, sun and moon phantoms circling and flowing along the blade's edge, and a Sword Qi that seed to tear heaven and earth asunder suddenly burst forth!

"Crack!"

The Void barrier shattered. Wang Xiu Jie's protective Spiritual Power didn't last even half a breath before it was effortlessly sliced apart.

"No... impossible!"

Wang Xiu Jie stared in terror as his right arm was severed cleanly at the shoulder, blood spraying.

"Aaah!!"

Just as the scream began, the Sword Qi followed its montum upward, cleaving down from the very crown of his head!

The sound of flesh and blood being torn apart was horrifying.

Wang Xiu Jie's body slowly split along the midline, his internal organs spilling out into the Blood River with a wet crash.

On that twisted face, an expression of disbelief was frozen even in death.

Everyone's eyes went wide as they watched Wang Xiu Jie's bisected corpse slowly sink to the riverbed.

A Venerable Level powerhouse... died just like that?

"Next."

Gu Sheng flicked the Blood Pearls from the sword, his voice so soft it sounded like he was talking to himself.

"It's your turn."

"Run! Run now!"

Lv Feng was the first to react, his voice cracking.

The experts who had been so imposing just monts ago were now scared out of their wits, turning to flee without a second thought!