Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World Chapter 399 - 223 Zhu Hong’s Demonic Deviation2

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering sound erupted, and a powerful shockwave instantly swept across the area. Gu Sheng slashed twice more with the Water Cold Sword, using the sword aura to form a thin shield in front of himself to block the incoming shockwave.

After shielding himself from the impact, he swiftly utilized the cover of the ensuing dust cloud to activate the Shadow Concealnt Skill and hide himself.

With the sword aura as protection, Gu Sheng erged unscathed. Zhu Hong, however, was in a far more miserable state.

The Blood-Drinking Mad Saber emphasizes an unstoppable violence with a sense of aesthetics, and the more frenzied its user is, the greater its power becos. Earlier, Zhu Hong had poured nearly all his strength into his attack, leaving him unable to resist the shockwave. The mont it hit, he was sent flying over ten ters, crashing heavily onto the ground. His Yellow Level top-grade saber was flung to the side, and upon closer inspection, its blade was covered in countless tiny chips.

Zhu Hong’s eyes were filled with disbelief. "Impossible! Impossible! How can he be this strong?!"

Zhu Hong’s eyes burned red, and his expression grew increasingly frenzied. Ignoring his injuries, he struggled to his feet while the energy around him churned like boiling water. Grasping his saber, Zhu Hong’s aura surged to an intensity surpassing even his prior state.

"Brother Zhu! Are you alright?!"

Qian Duoduo, who had been scared stiff by Gu Sheng’s display of strength, finally dared to co over, his face pale with worry, as he attempted to check on Zhu Hong’s condition.

But before he could get too close, Zhu Hong suddenly turned to glare at him.

At this mont, Zhu Hong’s pupils had turned completely blood-red, radiating an eerie crimson glow. The saber in his hand trembled slightly, and a formidable wave of sword qi was beginning to form.

Qian Duoduo made eye contact with him and instantly felt a chill in his heart, instinctively stopping in his tracks. "Brother Zhu, you... what’s wrong with you?"

It was evident that Zhu Hong was in a state far from normal. His aura kept surging madly, almost rivaling Lin Tianhao and Lu Shu.

Noticing sothing amiss, Qian Duoduo began retreating rapidly.

"Gu Sheng! I’ll kill you!"

Zhu Hong suddenly roared furiously, and his saber began sweeping wildly.

It was still the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber technique, but this ti its power was vastly superior. Just the act of swinging his saber stirred up fierce gusts of wind.

Qian Duoduo, though decently skilled, was no match for Zhu Hong under normal circumstances—let alone now, with Zhu Hong in this bizarre state.

Frightened out of his wits, Qian Duoduo let out a scream before frantically dodging and fleeing. Unfortunately, his corpulent fra betrayed him; he lacked nimbleness, and before he could get far, Zhu Hong’s saber cleaved toward him.

Qian Duoduo turned pale with fright and hastily drew a short saber from his waist to block the attack.

Qian Duoduo’s short saber was no ordinary weapon, achieving the sa Yellow Level top-grade status as Zhu Hong’s long saber.

While the short saber withstood the slash unhard, the imnse force transferred through the blade struck Qian Duoduo’s chest, sending him flying like a cannonball.

"Gu Sheng! I’ll kill you—kill you!"

Zhu Hong let out a beast-like roar, swinging his saber ferociously at nearby disciples of the Mad Saber Sect and the Qian family.

"This is bad! He’s lost control! Run!"

The cultivation techniques of the Mad Saber Sect emphasize the concept of frenzy. While undeniably powerful, they are highly extre and prone to drawbacks. Prolonged training often leads to obdurate personalities or even insanity, which is why every sect leader of the Mad Saber Sect is nicknad "Mad Blade."

Influenced by the sect’s techniques and martial arts, a practitioner at full power indeed resembles a lunatic and is highly susceptible to losing control.

Zhu Hong’s current condition was clearly indicative of an uncontrollable frenzy!

The Mad Saber Sect disciples, well-aware of their techniques’ flaws and the horrors of a berserk practitioner, imdiately turned around to flee the mont they saw Zhu Hong’s condition. Not one of them hesitated.

As the Mad Saber Sect disciples bolted, the Qian family mbers were left to suffer.

Most Qian family mbers were of mid-tier strength within the Golden Bone Realm; they couldn’t even withstand a single strike from Zhu Hong’s saber.

In his frenzied state, Zhu Hong transford into a true killing machine. Each slash with his saber claid at least two lives.

Within a few breaths, the Qian family mbers were nearly annihilated, leaving only Qian Duoduo alive after being sent flying earlier.

Qian Duoduo’s father held a high position in the family, ensuring he was equipped with multiple treasure-grade protective items upon entry.

If not for the Yellow Level top-grade chainmail he wore, which absorbed part of Zhu Hong’s strike, he would undoubtedly be dead by now.

Getting to his feet, Qian Duoduo bore witness to Zhu Hong’s slaughter of his clansn. His rage was evident, but he dared not intervene.

At this mont, Zhu Hong’s energy was wildly unstable. He resembled a feral beast, consud by fury and devoid of reason. The power fluctuations emanating from him nearly equaled Lin Tianhao and Lu Shu, and the chaos surrounding Zhu Hong even seed to overshadow their battle.

Qian Duoduo felt an overwhelming regret in his heart. If he had known things would turn out this way, even if it ant dying, he would never have allied with Zhu Hong.

Now, it had all gone wrong. His clan was nearly wiped out, and they’d achieved nothing. Without so stroke of luck in the future, he’d face inevitable punishnt from his family upon returning.

Though family punishnt was unpleasant, it was still better than dying.

"Brothers and sisters, rest assured, I, Qian Duoduo, will ensure the family avenges you in the future!"

Saying a silent prayer for his fallen family mbers, Qian Duoduo imdiately sprinted toward the exit.

The Crimson Cloud Secret Realm had barely been open for a month, but for the Qian family, it might as well be all over. Staying any longer would be futile; he’d be better off sneaking away amid the current chaos to seek his fortune elsewhere.

Hiding in the shadows, Gu Sheng watched Qian Duoduo flee and shook his head with a sigh. "Ah, his character is far too lacking!"

Having lost all reason, Zhu Hong now harbored only one thought in his mind: killing Gu Sheng. However, in his current berserk state, anyone who crossed his path would be mistaken for Gu Sheng.

After slaughtering the Qian family mbers, Zhu Hong turned his murderous intent toward the other clans nearby.

Lu Shu and Lin Tianhao were long-ti rivals whose strength was evenly matched, making it hard to determine victory. The two had mutual understanding; though their clashes were heated, they remained at the level of sparring, far from outright life-and-death combat.

The power fluctuations of their duel were indeed significant, but both appeared quite relaxed, not even bothering to draw their weapons.

Noticing the disturbance, both stopped mid-action and directed their attention to the commotion.

Lu Shu and Lin Tianhao both furrowed their brows as their gaze fell upon Zhu Hong.

Lu Shu’s icy expression darkened with disdain.

"The Mad Saber Sect’s techniques and martial arts have such glaring flaws, yet they refuse to either and them or abandon them. Every year, soone loses control and wreaks havoc on other sects. Truly despicable."

Lin Tianhao nodded in agreent. "Zhu Hong’s strength right now shouldn’t be underestimated. If we let him continue, the ordinary disciples truly will be in grave danger. We can discuss the ownership of the Vajra Demon Suppression Bell later; for now, we need to resolve this ss."

Zhu Hong, resembling a god of slaughter, wielded his saber with devastating might, each random strike carrying great power. Ordinary Golden Bone practitioners who were hit were either killed or maid, while those in the Silver Bone Realm were instantly wiped out.

In re minutes, Zhu Hong’s hands were stained with the blood of forty to fifty lives, including several disciples from the Holy Pill Sect.

Upon seeing Zhu Hong slaughter his way toward the Holy Pill Sect disciples, Gu Sheng imdiately activated his Windstride Boots to rush forward at high speed. Revealing himself, he unleashed a powerful kick to Zhu Hong’s back.

Zhu Hong, with his dramatically enhanced power, barely staggered from Gu Sheng’s impactful kick and erged unscathed. He even retaliated with a forceful saber strike toward Gu Sheng.

Zhu Hong’s strength at this mont was not to be underestimated. Gu Sheng dared not take any chances and swiftly drew the Water Cold Sword to block.

"Brother Yun, Sister Mu, retreat at once!"

While defending against Zhu Hong’s strike, Gu Sheng shouted out loudly.

"Disciples of the Holy Pill Sect, retreat imdiately!"

Yun Tianyi, recognizing the perilous situation and realizing that the ordinary disciples staying any longer would only add to the casualties, promptly issued the retreat order!