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

"The Eighth Breath"

Situ Qingfeng knelt on one knee. The beast claws had returned to their original state, and the golden wings were tattered.

There were more than thirty corpses lying in front of him, but he was also at his last gasp, with a deep wound on his chest that revealed the bone, from which blood was gushing.

The three sword-wielding warriors exchanged a glance and simultaneously thrust their swords at his vital points!

"It seems this is the best we can do."

Situ Qingfeng closed his eyes with a bitter smile.

"Northern Star Immortal-Slaying Sword—Rise!"

A sharp shout rang out.

The three martial artists felt a burst of golden light before their eyes, and the next second, their heads flew high into the air, their faces frozen in a ferocious expression.

Situ Qingfeng's eyes widened, and his throat bobbed.

"Brother Gu, what are you doing?"

His words came to an abrupt halt. Gu Sheng's right sleeve was already burned away, his entire arm a bloody mess, revealing the stark white bone. Dozens of sword energy dissipated simultaneously, and Gu Sheng staggered back a few steps, collapsing heavily to the ground, his face pale.

"Cough cough."

Gu Sheng coughed up a mouthful of blood, barely managing to maintain his sitting position by supporting himself with his left hand on the ground.

"Brother Situ, help me up."

Just as Situ Qingfeng was about to step forward, his expression suddenly changed drastically.

"careful!"

A figure in cyan robes walked slowly from the edge of the square; it was Shen Qingyun, who had quietly retreated earlier.

He clapped his hands, a mocking smile on his face.

"Wonderful, truly wonderful."

Gu Sheng, I never expected you to have such a trump card up your sleeve.

Gu Sheng looked up, a weak smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Young Master Shen dodged quickly."

"Humph!"

Shen Qingyun stopped ten steps away, looking down at Gu Sheng from his elevated position.

"What a pity, such a deadly move consumes too much energy. You probably don't even have the strength to stand up now, do you?"

Gu Sheng did not answer, but slowly adjusted his breathing.

His chest heaved violently, each breath aggravating his injuries, and the intense pain in his right arm caused beads of sweat to appear on his forehead.

Upon seeing this, Shen Qingyun's smile widened.

"What? You don't even have the strength to speak?"

He took a step forward.

"Let me guess, that move just now at least exhausted all your true energy, and even damaged your very essence. Right now, you probably couldn't even beat a three-year-old child."

Gu Sheng suddenly laughed, his laughter tinged with mockery.

"Since Young Master Shen is so certain, why doesn't he dare to approach?"

Shen Qingyun paused, a look of doubt in his eyes.

Just then, a golden light suddenly shone from Gu Sheng's chest, and a semi-transparent figure resembling him appeared. The spiritual avatar hovered in front of Gu Sheng; although its form was ethereal, it exuded an aura that should not be underestimated.

"This is... a primordial spiritual embryo?"

Shen Qingyun's pupils contracted slightly.

"You have actually cultivated a spiritual embryo incarnation!"

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the anxious voice of the spiritual embryo rang out.

"Master, I cannot replicate the sword formation from before; such a powerful move requires a vast amount of true energy to support it."

Gu Sheng responded in his heart.

"Don't worry, I have my own plans."

On the surface, Gu Sheng remained calm.

"Young Master Shen is a man of great knowledge and experience. Why don't you guess how many more times my spiritual embryo can unleash a sword formation?"

Shen Qingyun's expression was uncertain, his gaze shifting back and forth between Gu Sheng and the spirit fetus.

He quietly put his right hand behind his back, as if preparing something.

Situ Qingfeng took the opportunity to help Gu Sheng up and whispered.

"Brother Gu, the situation is dire, we..."

Gu Shengwei shook his head almost imperceptibly, signaling him not to act rashly.

"Hahaha!"

Shen Qingyun suddenly burst into laughter.

"Gu Sheng, Gu Sheng, do you think you can fool me with just a spirit embryo incarnation?"

He suddenly pulled out four crystal-clear jade talismans from his bosom.

"Do you know what this is?"

Gu Sheng narrowed his eyes and remained silent.

"Tianwu incarnation talisman!"

Shen Qingyun said, enunciating each word clearly.

"Experts at the Heavenly Martial Realm can divide their spiritual energy and mental power to condense into Heavenly Martial Avatars. Although each avatar can only exist for one hour, within this secret realm—"

He suddenly crushed the four jade talismans, and four figures exactly like him suddenly appeared, each exuding a suffocating pressure.

"—They are not suppressed by cultivation level!"

Situ Qingfeng gasped.

"Four Heavenly Martial Avatars?! Shen Qingyun, you actually had such a trump card hidden away!"

Shen Qingyun slowly stepped into the small square, his four avatars following him like shadows.

"This was originally prepared for my dear sister, but I didn't expect it to be used on you first."

His eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Gu Sheng, you have every reason to be proud that you could force me to use this item."

Gu Sheng's expression was solemn. His spiritual avatar stood in front of him, but it was clearly lacking in power.

he whispered.

"Brother Situ, I'll hold them off for a while, you find an opportunity."

"no!"

Situ Qingfeng resolutely refused.

"How could I, Situ Qingfeng, be a coward who fears death!"

Shen Qingyun sneered.

"What a touching brotherhood. It's a pity that none of you will be leaving today!"

He waved his right hand.

"kill!"

The four celestial martial incarnations attacked simultaneously, each unleashing a different martial technique. The first incarnation's palm strike was like thunder, the second's sword light was like a rainbow, the third's fist strike was like a mountain, and the fourth's leg strike was like a whip.

The four attacks came from different directions, blocking all escape routes.

The plaza floor cracked under the immense pressure, and the air was compressed, producing a series of popping sounds.

Situ Qingfeng gritted his teeth and stood in front of Gu Sheng, but was blown several feet away by the shockwave and crashed heavily to the ground.

"Brother Gu!"

He struggled to get up, only to see four attacks already upon Gu Sheng.

At the critical moment, a strange mockery suddenly appeared in Gu Sheng's eyes. Shen Qingyun keenly noticed this subtle change in expression, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Heavenly Martial Four Symbols Formation, annihilate!"

Shen Qingyun's face was contorted with rage as he formed hand seals, and his four Heavenly Martial Avatars simultaneously erupted with blinding golden light. The entire secret realm trembled, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the ground.

The four avatars occupied the four directions respectively, and the energy spears they condensed in their hands had already locked onto Gu Sheng's vital points.

"Brother Gu! I've dragged you into this!"

Situ Qingfeng's eyes were bloodshot as he tried to rush forward, but he was thrown several feet away by the violent turbulent flow of true energy and crashed heavily to the ground, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Gu Sheng stood motionless, his blood-stained robes fluttering in the energy storm.

His right arm was a bloody mess, with the white bones barely visible, but a chilling smile played on his lips.

"You dare to be so arrogant even when you're about to die!"

Shen Qingyun felt a sudden tremor upon seeing this, but then his grin widened. "Die!"

Four golden spears pierced through the air, causing subtle distortions in the space they passed through. This was a full-force attack from a Heavenly Martial Realm expert, which should have been unstoppable under the suppression of the secret realm!

Just as the spear was about to pierce Gu Sheng—

"Buzz!"

A deep, ancient clang resounded through the heavens and earth, and a phantom image of a giant three-legged cauldron suddenly appeared behind Gu Sheng. Nine dragons coiled around its body, and every scale shimmered with ancient runes. The moment the four attacks touched the golden light at the cauldron's mouth, they were swallowed up as if they had sunk into the sea!
"what?!"

Shen Qingyun's pupils contracted sharply, and the sinister smile on his face froze instantly.

The illusory image of the Nine Dragons Universe Cauldron slowly rotated, and the radiant light at the mouth of the cauldron rolled back and poured into Gu Sheng's body.

His right arm was visibly regenerating at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. The bones were covered with muscles, the tendons were reconnected, and in the blink of an eye, it was completely restored!

"This is impossible! How could you possibly be under the suppression of the secret realm?"

Shen Qingyun's voice trembled, and she involuntarily took half a step back.

Gu Sheng slowly raised his head, his eyes blazing with golden light.

"Shen Qingyun, do you know what it means to be a frog in a well?"

Before he finished speaking, golden flames suddenly erupted around him, and nine dragon-shaped bursts of energy burst forth. The suppressive force of the entire secret realm was forcibly broken through, and Gu Sheng's aura surged, breaking through the True Martial Realm barrier in the blink of an eye!
"The Three Transformations of Nirvana - First Transformation!"

Within the golden flames, Gu Sheng's figure suddenly blurred.

Shen Qingyun felt a blur before his eyes, and then a heart-wrenching pain suddenly shot through his left side—

"what!!"

Blood splattered, and a severed arm was thrown high into the air.

Shen Qingyun screamed and retreated dozens of feet, revealing a shocking wound the size of a bowl on his left shoulder.

His face was deathly pale as he stared in horror at Gu Sheng, who had appeared beside him at some unknown time, the latter's long sword still dripping blood.

"The Seven Killing Swords of Gale has only just unleashed its first strike."

Gu Shengjian turned his sword slightly, and golden flames flowed down the blade.

"There are still six more swords. Can you withstand them?"

Shen Qingyun broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly reached for the jade pendant at his waist with his right hand.

Gu Sheng's eyes flashed with anger, and he was about to give chase when he saw the other party suddenly crush a piece of cyan jade talisman.

"Gu Sheng! You just wait!"

Shen Qingyun roared with resentment and his figure began to become ethereal.

"The grudge we have today will be settled by the Shen family."

"Want to go?"

Gu Sheng snorted coldly, and the illusory image of the Nine Dragons Universe Cauldron reappeared. But just as the golden light from the cauldron's mouth was about to envelop Shen Qingyun, the other party suddenly threw out a pitch-black round bead.

"Be careful! It's the source of destruction!"

Situ Qingfeng struggled to his feet and shouted hoarsely.

"It can trigger a self-destruction at the Heavenly Martial Realm level!"

A strong sense of alarm rose in Gu Sheng's heart, and the spiritual embryo in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly trembled. Yue Shengong's voice rang out.

"Retreat! This thing can harm the embryonic development!"

"Situ, stop him!"

Gu Sheng roared, his figure heading towards the pitch-black bead.

Situ Qingfeng was stunned upon hearing this, and in that instant of hesitation, Shen Qingyun had already completely vanished into nothingness.

The jet-black orb traced a deathly trajectory in the air, its surface beginning to crack, and terrifying energy fluctuations caused the entire secret realm to shake.

Even when Gu Sheng was still ten feet away from the orb, his skin was already cut with streaks of blood by the overflowing energy.

“It’s too late.”

His pupils contracted as he saw the cracks on the surface of the bead had spread to its core. At this distance, even a Nirvana Three Transformations cultivator would find it difficult to escape the blast radius!
At this critical moment——

"Certainly."

A clear, ethereal female voice suddenly resounded throughout the secret realm. Time seemed to stand still, and the orb that was about to explode hovered eerily in the air, even the black light emanating from its surface solidified into a crystalline form.

Gu Sheng turned his head in astonishment, only to find the doors to the main hall wide open. A hazy, ethereal female figure stood before the door, her delicate hand slightly raised, her fingertips swirling with profound Daoist energy.

The figure's face was blurry, yet it gave people an indescribable sense of intimacy.

"mother?"

Situ Qingfeng burst into tears.

He staggered forward, but collapsed to his knees halfway, his voice choked with sobs.

"Is it really you?"

The illusory female figure did not answer, but simply waved her hand gently.

The frozen source of destruction began to rotate in reverse, and all the overflowing energy was forcibly compressed back into the core, eventually turning into a crystal-clear black crystal that floated lightly into her palm.

"Qingfeng has grown up."

The phantom finally spoke, its voice seemingly coming from a distant time and space.

"Young friend, thank you for protecting my child."

The Nine Dragons Universe Cauldron inside Gu Sheng's body suddenly vibrated on its own, and the nine golden dragons on the cauldron opened their eyes at the same time.

He felt an unprecedented resonance, as if the phantom was somehow connected to the treasure cauldron.

"You flatter me, senior."

Gu Sheng clasped his hands in a salute, but suddenly let out a muffled groan. The energy of the Devouring Heavenly Martial Avatar surged within his body, and at this moment, it began to break through the bottleneck of the Profound Martial Realm.

Fine dragon scale patterns appeared on his skin, and his aura became extremely unstable.

The woman's illusory figure let out a soft "Eh," and raised her hand to unleash a beam of seven-colored light.

The light entered Gu Sheng's brow, and he immediately felt the boiling energy calm down, flowing orderly through his meridians.

"Nine dragons recognizing their master, truly extraordinary."

The phantom's tone carried a hint of emotion.

"Unfortunately, I am but a remnant soul, unable to remain for long. Qingfeng, take this young friend into the hall; the Venerable's legacy should find a home."

Situ Qingfeng was shocked upon hearing this.

"Mother! Don't go! These past twenty years, I..."

"Idiot."

The illusory figure gently shook its head, and its form began to fade.

"Your mother has long since perished. It is already a blessing from Heaven that this remnant soul can see you one more time. Hurry into the palace, my time is running out."

Before the words were finished, a deafening rumble suddenly echoed from the depths of the secret realm. The ground trembled violently, and the stone steps in front of the main hall shattered inch by inch, revealing a deep passage below.

A pressure a hundred times stronger than that of the Heavenly Martial Realm slowly awakened, and a faint seven-colored glow could be seen flowing deep within the passage.

"It is the Daoist aura of the Venerable One!"

Situ Qingfeng exclaimed in surprise.

"Mother, this is what you discovered back then."

The lingering ghostly figure did not answer, but only glanced lovingly at its son before turning to Gu Sheng.

"Young friend, the Nine Dragon Cauldron is destined for you, but the real test is yet to come. Remember, the future is uncertain, and we may meet again someday."

After saying that, her figure vanished like smoke, leaving only a single crystal teardrop hanging in mid-air before finally landing in Situ Qingfeng's palm.

"mother--!"

Situ Qingfeng knelt down and wept bitterly, but a single tear suddenly transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into his brow.

He shuddered, and Daoist patterns similar to those of the remnant soul appeared around his body.

Gu Sheng stood silently to the side, feeling the surging power within his body. The Nine Dragons Universe Cauldron was still converting the energy of his Heavenly Martial Avatar, and his cultivation had already reached the Profound Martial Realm with one foot in the door. But what concerned him even more were the last words of the remnant soul—"

The situation is still undecided.

"Brother Gu."

Situ Qingfeng suddenly stood up, wiped away his tears, and his eyes became resolute.

"Let's go into the hall. This is an opportunity my mother risked her life for; we cannot let it go to waste."

Gu Sheng nodded, his gaze fixed on the deep passageway.

The oppressive aura of the venerable one there made his spiritual embryo tremble, but the Nine Dragon Cauldron emitted waves of longing.

The main hall has a high dome, and the four walls are covered with reliefs of birds and beasts. The floor is paved with dark gold bricks and stones, with a faint shimmering light.

The most eye-catching feature is the golden roc statue in the center of the hall, its wings spread as if about to take flight. It is so lifelike that it seems ready to soar into the sky at any moment.

The woman's figure became translucent, like a wisp of smoke coalescing into shape.

She gazed tenderly at Situ Qingfeng, her lips parting slightly. (End of Chapter)