Gou's Liver Experience in the World of Demons and Demons

The big knife chopped down, bringing up a blood-red knife energy that was more than ten feet long, and the space was slightly distorted wherever it passed.

If this blow hits hard, not to mention the Underground Palace Realm, even a Heavenly Palace Realm expert of the same level would be seriously injured!
Gu Sheng did not dodge or evade. He clenched his right fist, veins bulged on his arm, and a terrifying physical strength was gathering.

"Heaven Breaking Fist!"

This is the most powerful body-refining martial art in Tianlan Holy Land, and only core disciples are qualified to practice it.

Gu Sheng concentrated 80% of his spiritual power into his fist. Wherever his fist passed, the air made an exploding sound, as if it could really break the sky!

The Lord of Qingsheng City suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, which was an intuitive warning of danger from a strong person in the Heavenly Palace Realm.

I instinctively wanted to step back, but it was too late.

"Boom!"

An ancient bronze bell appeared out of thin air and hung above Gu Sheng's head.

The bloody blade energy struck Zhong's body, making a deafening sound.

The blade trembled violently, and then spider-web-like cracks appeared on it, and it broke into several pieces!

"My Blood Soul Sword!"

The Lord of Qingsheng City cried out in shock.

This sword is his natal spiritual weapon, and has accompanied him in battles for decades. Now it has been shattered by a bell?

Before he could react, Gu Sheng's fist had already pierced through the broken blade and slammed into his chest with a force that could break the sky!

"boom!"

Gu Sheng's fist hit the Qingsheng City Lord's chest hard, making a loud noise like thunder.

The force of the fist penetrated through the body, blasting a bloody hole in the back of Qingsheng City Lord, and broken bones and internal organs splattered out.

"puff--"

The Lord of Qingsheng City spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs, his body flew backwards and fell heavily in front of Nie Shan.

He struggled to get up, but found that half of his body had lost consciousness.

"Father?"

Nie Shan stared blankly at the scene in front of him, his mind going blank.

The invincible father in his heart, the powerful man in the Heavenly Palace Realm who made the entire Linyuan City tremble, was defeated by a junior in the Earthly Palace Realm with just one punch?
The Lord of Qingsheng City raised his head with difficulty and pointed at Gu Sheng with a trembling finger.

"You you are"

Gu Sheng walked over slowly.

"You recognize it now? It's too late."

"No, it's impossible."

The Qingsheng City Lord's voice was hoarse.

"He is being hunted by the higher realms. How could he appear in such a small place?"

Nie Shan looked at his father blankly.

"Father, who is he?"

The Lord of Qingsheng City laughed miserably, with blood constantly flowing out from the corners of his mouth.

"Son, we have offended someone we shouldn't have offended. He is the one being hunted down by the three great sects in the upper realm."

Upon hearing this, Nie Shan's face turned pale instantly.

He had also heard about the great hunt that shook the entire world of cultivation.

It is said that the man fought against the three major sects of the upper realm by himself. Although he escaped with serious injuries, he also caused heavy losses to the upper realm.

"Oh it's you."

Nie Shan was shaking all over, filled with regret.

"I... I actually captured someone like you to practice martial arts with."

Gu Sheng bent down and picked up the spiritual sword that Nie Shan dropped, and gently placed the tip of the sword against Nie Shan's throat.

"It's too late to know now."

"Please"

Nie Shan begged tremblingly.

"Please spare my life. I am willing to work like a slave for you."

The Lord of Qingsheng City suddenly jumped up and pounced on Gu Sheng with his remaining strength.

"Run, Shan'er!"

Gu Sheng's eyes turned cold and the sword flashed.

"laugh!"

The head of Qingsheng City Lord flew high up, with a crazy expression still frozen on his face.

The headless corpse staggered a few steps and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Father!"

Nie Shan threw himself on his father's body.

Gu Sheng did not give him the chance to cry out. He turned the sword and a thin blood mark appeared on Nie Shan's throat.

His crying stopped abruptly and he slowly fell down.

The guards who were still alive couldn't believe what was happening before their eyes.

The city lord and deputy city lord, who they thought were invincible, were killed so easily?
Gu Sheng shook off the blood beads on the sword and swept the entire audience with a cold gaze.

"It's your turn."

The guards immediately scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing madly in all directions.

"Can you run away?"

Gu Sheng’s figure suddenly blurred, and the next moment he appeared behind a guard. A sword flashed, and a head fell to the ground.

No fancy sword moves were used, but every sword strike was fatal.

"Devil! He is the devil!"

A guard collapsed and shouted, but was pierced through the heart by a sword from Gu Sheng who appeared in front of him.

The massacre lasted less than half a quarter of an hour, and there was no guard standing in the City Lord's Mansion.

The smell of blood was so strong that it could not be dispelled, and there were nearly a hundred corpses lying on the ground.

Gu Sheng stood in the middle of a pool of blood and suddenly turned his head to look deep into the City Lord's Mansion.

"You've been watching for so long, why don't you come out?"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Figures rushed out from different directions, all with the aura of the Underground Palace.

They had obviously been lurking in the dark for a long time, and now seeing that the situation was not good, they wanted to escape.

"Want to go?"

Gu Sheng snorted coldly, made a gesture with his left hand, and golden light shot out, accurately hitting their backs.

Several of them were killed on the spot, and only the one with the highest cultivation level, who was at the peak of the Underground Palace Realm, managed to withstand the blow and continued to flee.

"Something capable."

Gu Sheng was slightly surprised and chased after him.

The powerful man at the peak of the Underground Palace Realm was extremely fast and escaped to the edge of the City Lord's Mansion in the blink of an eye.

Just as he was about to climb over the wall, he suddenly felt a chill on his back and the tip of a sword protruded from his chest.

"How can it be"

He turned back with difficulty and saw Gu Sheng's indifferent face.

"who are you"

Gu Sheng drew back the spirit sword, looked at the other person falling to the ground and dying, and said softly.

"Just a passer-by."

After dealing with all the threats, Gu Sheng returned to the center of the square.

The cultivators who were tied to the stone pillars looked at him in horror, fearing that they would be the next.

Gu Sheng glanced at these wounded cultivators.

Logically speaking, in order to prevent the news from leaking out, he should have killed all these people.

Looking at their desperate eyes, Gu Sheng loosened his grip on the sword.

"you."

As soon as Gu Sheng opened his mouth, those cultivators knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Senior, spare your life!"

"I will never let them know a word!"

"Please show some mercy."

Gu Sheng sighed.

"get out."

He swung his sword to cut all the ropes, and the cultivators fled from this Shura field in a tumbling manner.

Only the white-haired old man bowed to Gu Sheng before leaving.

"Thank you for saving my life, I will never forget it."

Gu Sheng waved his hand without saying anything more.

On the other side, the people have spontaneously rescued the kidnapped girls.

Most of them looked dazed, obviously extremely frightened.

Those who saw that their relatives were still alive threw themselves into each other's arms and cried loudly, while those whose family members had already suffered misfortune sat on the ground with empty eyes.

Gu Sheng looked at this scene and felt a little stuffy in his chest.

He turned and walked towards the body of Qingsheng City Lord and took off the Void Ring on his hand.

He also searched the storage bags of Nie Shan and several underground palace masters. "Which direction is Wangui Ridge?"

Gu Sheng stopped a cultivator who was about to leave and asked.

The cultivator shuddered with fear and quickly pointed to the northwest.

"Walk three hundred miles over there, and you'll see a black mountain range."

Gu Sheng nodded and said no more.

With one last glance at the devastated City Lord's Mansion, he transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the northwest sky.

After leaving Linyuan City, Gu Sheng did not stop. He flew hundreds of miles in one breath before stopping in a desert.

It was already late at night and the temperature in the desert dropped sharply, but it was nothing for a cultivator.

Strong winds blew up the yellow sand, forming moving sand walls in the vast desert.

Gu Sheng walked against the wind in a white robe, but he was spotless.

He was playing with a pitch-black spirit stone in his hand.

"What on earth is this?"

The spirit stone was about the size of a fist, its surface covered with fine blood-colored lines, and it was slowly wriggling like a living thing.

What was even more bizarre was that these blood lines were actually oozing blood, staining Gu Sheng's fingertips scarlet.

A strong evil aura emanated from the spirit stone. Even with Gu Sheng's cultivation level, he would feel palpitations after being exposed to it for a long time.

"Why does the Lord of Qingsheng City collect such evil things?"

Gu Sheng muttered to himself.

“And it’s hidden so secretly.”

He recalled that when he cracked the restriction of the Void Ring, this spirit stone was stored alone in a sealed black box. It was obvious that the Lord of Qingsheng City attached great importance to it.

What's even more strange is that when Gu Sheng touched the spirit stone, he could faintly hear the howling of thousands of ghosts. This stone must have some mysterious connection with Wangui Ridge.

"Perhaps we will understand when we reach Wangui Ridge."

Gu Sheng put the spirit stone into his own void ring and threw away the ring of Qingsheng City Lord.

The ring fell into the yellow sand and was swallowed up in an instant.

According to the information obtained from those cultivators, Wangui Ridge is located about three hundred miles northwest.

With Gu Sheng's speed, he could arrive within three days.

Looking up at the sky, the setting sun dyed the desert blood red, exactly the same color as the spirit stone in his hand.

"We have to hurry up."

Gu Sheng said softly.

"The people from Qinghe Holy Land should have discovered my whereabouts."

Just as Gu Sheng expected, Qingsheng City was in chaos at this time.

Dozens of streams of light fell from the sky and landed on the ruins of the City Lord's Mansion.

The leader was a white-haired old man wearing the attire of an elder from the Qinghe Holy Land, with seven golden stars embroidered on his chest, representing his identity as a seven-star elder.

"Search!" the old man waved his hand.

"Don't miss any clues within a hundred miles!"

Dozens of Qinghe Holy Land disciples immediately dispersed.

Half a day passed and no one had discovered anything.

"Strange." The white-haired elder frowned.

"Clearly, a disciple reported that he had spotted Gu Sheng's presence here, so why is there no trace of him now?"

A disciple said carefully.

"Elder, could it be that Gu Sheng used some secret method to conceal his aura?"

"Impossible!" the white-haired elder denied it flatly.

"Unless a Saint Lord-level figure takes action, no one can completely erase their own aura. Keep searching!"

At the same time, in a valley more than 200 miles away from Qingsheng City, Gu Sheng was sitting cross-legged on a huge rock to regulate his breathing.

The jade pendant hanging on his chest glowed faintly, forming an invisible barrier that isolated all his aura from the outside world.

"The Great Elder's 'Hidden Sky Jade' is indeed magical."

Gu Sheng opened his eyes and gently stroked the jade pendant.

"Even the Seven-Star Elder of Qinghe Holy Land couldn't detect it."

This jade pendant was given by the Great Elder when leaving the Holy Land. It is said that it can change the wearer's breath characteristics, making it impossible to be tracked.

It now appears that the effect is even better than the rumors.

Gu Sheng stood up and continued on his way.

Deliberately avoid the main roads and travel through the deserted places where few people go.

Along the way, he could feel powerful spiritual senses sweeping across the sky from time to time, but they all ignored him.

At dusk the next day, Gu Sheng suddenly stopped.

Acutely aware of changes in the air.

The originally dry and hot desert wind was mixed with a hint of coolness.

“It’s Yin Qi”

Gu Sheng cheered up.

"Wangui Ridge should not be far away."

As he continued to move forward, the yin energy became thicker and thicker.

By the morning of the third day, the scene was completely different.

The yellow sand was gradually replaced by gray-black gravel, and the vegetation became less and less, and finally disappeared completely.

The sky also became gloomy, as if there was an invisible barrier filtering the sunlight, making it pale and weak.

When Gu Sheng climbed over a sand dune, the scene before him took his breath away.

A lifeless mountain range stretched ahead, the mountain was an unnatural gray-black color, and the rocks were jagged like ghost claws.

The entire mountain range was shrouded in gray mist, without a single sign of life.

What's even more strange is that the shapes of those towering rocks are distorted. From a distance, they look like human figures struggling in pain.

“This is Wangui Ridge.”

Gu Sheng murmured.

“The place where the ancient gods fell.”

Legend has it that in ancient times, a powerful god fought a great battle with his arch-enemy here, and both of them died.

The resentment of the gods after their death lingered and merged with the land, forming the desolate place of Wangui Ridge.

Any living being that enters it will be corroded by the deathly aura and turned into dry bones.

Gu Sheng approached the foot of the mountain cautiously and felt a biting chill.

The sound of the wind here is mixed with faint wailing, as if countless wronged souls are whispering in your ears.

"Such a strong resentment"

Gu Sheng circulated his spiritual power to resist the erosion of death energy.

"No wonder ordinary cultivators don't dare to get close."

He was just about to find a way into the mountain when suddenly his ears moved and his body instantly disappeared behind a huge rock.

After a while, footsteps and voices were heard in the distance.

"Senior Sister, are we really going to enter Wangui Ridge? I heard that few people who go in come out alive."

"Shut up! The Holy Lord has ordered that we must find the whereabouts of the traitor Gu Sheng. Someone saw him coming in this direction, maybe he is hiding in Wangui Ridge."

Gu Sheng’s pupils shrank slightly—he was a disciple of Qinghe Holy Land!
Six green figures walked out of the gray fog.

They are all powerful Tiangong Realm masters, and they are not ordinary Tiangong Realm masters. Judging from their aura, they are at least in the middle Tiangong Realm, and the leader may even be at the peak of the Tiangong Realm!
"stop!"

The leading man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and hung a green jade token on his waist, with the word "Qinghe" engraved on it.

His eyes swept across Gu Sheng like lightning.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

Gu Sheng wore a bronze mask, revealing only a pair of calm eyes.

He had already used a secret technique to change his voice, and answered hoarsely.

"Random cultivator Qingfeng is passing by here."

"Qing Feng?"

The man's spiritual sense swept across Gu Sheng's entire body without any hesitation.

“Take off the mask.”

Gu Sheng stood there without moving.

"You are being too nosy, fellow Taoist."

"presumptuous!"

A female disciple nearby shouted.

"I, the Qinghe Holy Land, patrol the four directions. What can't I do?"

Qinghe Holy Land! Gu Sheng's heart trembled. It turned out to be someone from the Holy Land.

He deliberately hunched his back and spoke with fear in his voice.

"So you are a master from the Holy Land. I am so sorry for your disrespect."

The man stared at Gu Sheng for a while and suddenly said.

"You have a strange aura, not like an ordinary casual cultivator."

Gu Sheng was nervous, but his tone remained unchanged. (End of this chapter)