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

In fact, Gu Sheng had already entered a mysterious state at this time.

He deliberately created the illusion for Hong Yun, which consumed a lot of energy, but it also made his control over the martial arts more precise.

As the spiritual power defense shield weakened, he was actually able to resist 70% of the pressure with his pure physical body, maintaining only a thin layer of spiritual power on the surface of his body as camouflage.

"not enough"

Gu Sheng muttered to himself.

He could feel that his body was like a piece of fine iron that had been repeatedly hammered. Every breakthrough in the critical pressure point made his physique undergo a qualitative leap.

Skin, muscles, bones, internal organs... every tissue is constantly reorganizing and evolving under terrible pressure.

Gu Sheng even had the illusion that he was transforming into a higher level of life.

"Crack!"

A barely perceptible sound came from within the body.

Gu Sheng’s heart was shocked—this was the sign of a breakthrough to the first level of “Nine Transformations of Xuan Yang Jue”!
He didn't expect that practicing under such extreme pressure would actually loosen the bottleneck that had been stagnant for a long time.

Gu Sheng immediately calmed his mind and practiced his skills with all his strength.

The pale golden lines on the body surface that had disappeared reappeared, this time clearer, vaguely forming some kind of ancient totem pattern.

The surrounding magma seemed to be attracted by something and began to slowly rotate with Gu Sheng as the center.

Hong Yun's thoughts surged towards Gu Sheng, with an undisguised intention to investigate.

This behavior is equivalent to stripping someone's clothes in the world of cultivation, but he doesn't care - the strong are respected, this is an eternal truth.

"what?"

Hong Yun frowned.

When his thoughts touched the spiritual power defense shield on Gu Sheng's body, it was like hitting a solid wall, unable to penetrate deeper.

Hong Yun didn't believe it and mobilized more spiritual power to strengthen the investigation.

His thoughts turned into fine needles, trying to find the weak points of the shield. The seemingly shaky protection was actually airtight, blocking all his explorations.

"What a strong defense!"

Hong Yun was secretly surprised.

"This is definitely not the quality of spiritual power that can be achieved in the Underground Palace Stage!"

He narrowed his eyes and observed Gu Sheng's condition carefully.

The young man was pale, with blood at the corners of his mouth, and looked like he might collapse at any time.

But what was strange was that his breathing was unusually steady and the rhythm of his chest rising and falling was as precise as a clock, not at all like a spent force.

“You’re really good at pretending.”

Hong Yun sneered in his heart, and then a wave of jealousy surged up.

"It must be the effect of that rare treasure!"

Thinking of the word "rare treasure", Hong Yun felt a surge of heat in his heart.

A treasure that can allow a person to withstand the pressure deep in the Burning Sky Valley in the Underground Palace Stage must be at least upper-grade Earth Grade, or even Heaven Grade!

Such a precious treasure is a sect-level treasure in the entire Qinghe Holy Land.

"If you can get it."

Hong Yun's Adam's apple rolled, and greed filled his eyes. But soon, reason overwhelmed greed. "

No, he is a disciple of Taoist Yongan. That old monster is the most protective of his shortcomings."

Hong Yun's face was uncertain. Taoist Yong'an was a well-known ruthless character in Qinghe Holy Land. His cultivation had reached the peak of the Underground Palace and he was only one step away from the Refining Void Realm.

More importantly, this old Taoist priest was vindictive and once, in order to vent his anger for his disciple, he hunted down a Heavenly Palace monk who had offended his disciple for three whole years and eventually reduced the monk to ashes.

"but."

There was a cold look in Hong Yun's eyes.

"If it's done more cleanly."

"Hong Baldy, have you figured out what's going on?"

Mi Yingzong's voice interrupted Hong Yun's thoughts.

Hong Yun retracted his thoughts and pretended to be calm.

"It's just a good defensive magic weapon. This kid's own cultivation is mediocre, and he relies entirely on external objects to hold his ground."

"is it?"

Mi Ying seemed to be smiling but was not smiling.

"Then explain to me why his aura is so stable. No matter how good a magic weapon is, it still requires the owner to have the corresponding strength to activate it."

Hong Yun was speechless for a moment. This was exactly what puzzled him - the quality of the spiritual power displayed by Gu Sheng was completely inconsistent with his cultivation level.

"Humph!"

Hong Yun became angry and embarrassed.

"If you don't believe it, go and see for yourself!"

Mi Yingzong shrugged and actually released his mind to investigate Gu Sheng.

After a moment, he retracted his thoughts and a playful expression appeared on his face.

"Interesting, really interesting"

"how?"

Hong Yun frowned.

"nothing."

Mi Yingzong grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"It just suddenly occurred to me that we so-called geniuses are just like toddlers compared to them."

Hong Yun's face suddenly turned pale.

He originally wanted to save face by making Gu Sheng look bad, but he ended up making himself even more embarrassed.

What annoyed him even more was that Gu Sheng actually managed to keep his footing at a depth of 100 meters, which made his previous assertion a joke.

"A mere underground palace is worthy of being compared with us?"

Hong Yun suddenly stood up, spiritual energy surging around him.

"Today I will show you what real strength is!"

Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, Hong Yun strode downwards. With every step he took, the magma automatically separated a path.

His target was clear - a place deeper than where Gu Sheng was!

"Brother Hong is so awesome!"

"This is the true style of a strong man!"

"What's the point of that kid relying on magic weapons?"

The flattery around him made Hong Yun's expression slightly better.

He stopped only when he reached a position thirty meters deeper than Gu Sheng.

As soon as he stopped, a pressure several times more terrifying than the previous one instantly hit Hong Yun. His chest felt like it was hit hard and he almost vomited blood.

"Damn."

Hong Yun cursed inwardly, and forced himself to sit cross-legged despite the discomfort.

The pressure here is far beyond my expectations, and every breath feels like millions of steel needles piercing my lungs.

But he cannot retreat, otherwise how can he save his face?

Mi Yingzong laughed out loud when he saw this.

"Hong Baldy, is that all you can do? Watch me!"

As he spoke, he also walked down and came to the same level as Hong Yun.

As soon as he stopped, Mi Yingzong's face changed, but soon returned to normal.

What Hong Yun didn't notice was that Mi Yingzong secretly stuffed a pill into his mouth under the cover of adjusting his robe.

"how?"

Mi Yingzong held his breath and spoke loudly, "I am not like some people who pretend to be nice!"

Hong Yun snorted coldly and said no more, concentrating on fighting against the surging blood and energy in his body.

The two of them sat cross-legged in a deeper area. On the surface, they looked like masters, but in fact, they were secretly complaining.

"Senior Brothers Hong and Mi are too strong!"

"This is a true body-refining expert!"

"Who does that brat think he is? He dares to embarrass himself here with just a magic weapon!"

The monks' discussions were heard one after another, and many of them deliberately raised their voices, as if they were afraid that Gu Sheng could not hear them.

Gu Sheng did hear it, but he was not moved at all. At this moment, he was immersed in a wonderful state.

As his spiritual power circulated under extreme pressure, he was surprised to find that the hidden dangers left by his previous rapid breakthrough were emerging one by one - a few subtle stagnations in the meridians, the incoordination of the spiritual power flow in Dantian, and the almost imperceptible weak points between muscles and bones.
"I see."

Gu Sheng suddenly understood. No wonder the master always said that cultivation is like building a building. If the foundation is not solid, the earth will shake.

His previous breakthrough was indeed too fast, and beneath the seemingly solid foundation, there were actually hidden flaws.

Thinking of this, Gu Sheng became more determined to train here.

He was no longer in a hurry to achieve success, but instead corrected the minor imperfections bit by bit, like a craftsman polishing a rough jade.

Every breath makes the spiritual energy circulate one more time in the body; every heartbeat makes the flesh, blood and bones tighter.

Above, Hong Yun and Mi Yingzong's situation became increasingly difficult.

Hong Yun's face turned from red to white, and then from white to blue.

The spiritual energy in his body was being consumed rapidly, but the pressure around him did not decrease at all.

"Damn it. If you keep going like this."

Hong Yun was anxious, but he couldn't retreat in public.

He glanced at Mi Yingzong and found that this old rival was also in a bad situation - although he seemed to be holding on, the veins on his temples were bulging, and it was obvious that he was also holding on.

The two looked at each other and read the same thoughts in each other's eyes.

Whoever can't hold on first will lose face!

"Senior Brother Hong is indeed worthy of his reputation!"

"Senior Brother Mi is no less impressive!"

"Two brothers are practicing here, it really opens our eyes!"

The constant sound of flattery made Hong Yun and Mi Yingzong feel even more bitter.

At this moment, these compliments sounded like a death warrant.

Just when the two were in a dilemma, Gu Sheng below suddenly made a new move. He slowly stood up and actually walked down another ten meters!
"what?!"

Hong Yun widened his eyes and almost screamed out.

Mi Yingzong also took a breath of cold air, but was choked by the hot magma and started coughing.

Gu Sheng's new position was already 20 meters deeper than Hong Yun and the others! This distance might not seem far, but in the depths of Burning Sky Valley, every extra meter would create a world of difference in pressure.

What shocked the two was that Gu Sheng removed all his spiritual defenses and resisted with his body! Light golden lines began to appear on the surface of his skin, shining brightly in the dark red magma, like a god.

The whole place was in complete silence. All the mocking words were stuck in the throats. The monks who were flattering him just now were like ducks being strangled by the neck, opening their mouths but unable to speak.

The hot magma breath burned Gu Sheng's lungs, but made his mind clearer.

Pale golden lines appeared faintly on the surface of the skin, transforming the surrounding violent energy into nutrients to nourish the body.

If he had not come to Jinwu Mountain to practice, he would never have discovered the hidden dangers left by the rapid breakthrough.

The almost imperceptible stagnation in the meridians and the subtle disharmony of spiritual power in the Dantian are all time bombs on the road of future cultivation.

Thinking of Taoist Yong'an, Gu Sheng felt a surge of guilt.

The seemingly strict but actually kind old man planned the most reliable path of cultivation for him, but he...
"Ten years, Dao Palace Realm."

Gu Sheng gritted his teeth secretly.

This agreement was like a sword hanging over his head, forcing him to take risks and take shortcuts.

But now, he has found a way to have the best of both worlds - using the extreme environment of Jinwu Mountain to both consolidate his foundation and accelerate his practice.

Gu Sheng collected his thoughts and examined the condition of his body again.

As the "Nine Turns Mysterious Yang Art" was put into operation, those minor flaws were being repaired bit by bit.

With every breath, the flesh, blood and bones undergo subtle changes, just like fine iron being repeatedly hammered, with the impurities gradually disappearing and only the essence remaining.

"not enough"

Gu Sheng opened his eyes and looked towards the deeper area below.

The magma there is dark gold in color, like molten metal, and it makes people feel suffocated just by looking at it.

Under the shocked gazes of everyone, Gu Sheng slowly stood up and walked down.

"He's going to sink again?!"

"That's crazy! Even Senior Brother Hong doesn't dare to try it easily!"

"Look, he even withdrew his spiritual defense!"

There were discussions one after another, but Gu Sheng turned a deaf ear to them.

Every step was like carrying a mountain on his back, and his bones made crackling sounds from being unable to bear the weight, but his eyes were firm and his steps were steady.

Ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters.
When Gu Sheng arrived at the same level as Hong Yun and Mi Yingzong, the entire depths of Fentian Valley were dead silent.

Everyone held their breath and watched this young man who created a miracle.

Hong Yun's face turned pale, and veins on his forehead throbbed. Mi Yingzong squinted his eyes, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

Gu Sheng did not stop and continued to go down. Fifty meters, sixty meters.
"Bastard thing!"

Hong Yun suddenly shouted and stood up abruptly.

"Pretending!"

Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, Hong Yun's spiritual power surged wildly, and he sank another 20 meters.
As soon as he stopped, his face turned pale and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, but he was determined not to retreat.

Seeing this, Mi Yingzong gritted his teeth and followed.

But he was even worse than Hong Yun. He groaned as soon as he sank ten meters, and quickly took out a pill and swallowed it.

"My two senior brothers are so awesome!"

"This is the real strong man!"

"What's that kid? He's just grandstanding!"

The flattery sounded at the right time, and Hong Yun and Mi Yingzong's faces became even uglier.

Because they clearly saw that Gu Sheng not only did not stop, but walked down another ten meters!
At this moment, Gu Sheng has reached an unprecedented depth.

The pressure here is more than ten times that of the upper layer. The energy contained in the magma has almost condensed into substance, like millions of steel needles constantly piercing the body.

"Uh"

Gu Sheng groaned, and blood began to seep out of the surface of his skin, but was evaporated in an instant by the high temperature.

The light golden lines became clearer and clearer, vaguely forming some kind of ancient totem pattern.

In the fourth barrier of Jinwu Mountain, crimson energy surged, illuminating the entire training area like the inside of a furnace.

This is a forbidden area that only the core disciples of Qinghe Holy Land can set foot in. Every ray of energy contains a terrifying pressure that is enough to tear apart the body of an ordinary cultivator.

"Here we go again! That guy has gone deeper again!"

At the edge of the barrier, several core disciples gathered together, staring intently at the figure that was looming in the red energy in the distance.

Every time the figure moved forward an inch, the surrounding energy rolled like boiling water, emitting a heart-pounding buzzing sound.

"It's already the seventh day, and he can still go deeper."

One disciple's voice trembled and he almost dropped the jade slip in his hand.

Everyone was silent, with disbelief written all over their faces.

As the core disciples carefully selected from the Qinghe Holy Land, which one of them is not arrogant on a daily basis?

But now, everyone's faith is crumbling in front of the young man named Gu Sheng.

Deep inside the crimson energy, Gu Sheng closed his eyes tightly, his muscles tensed as if they were made of iron. (End of this chapter)