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

Gu Sheng's figure, sitting cross-legged, was enveloped in a layer of pale golden light, and his true energy rippled around him.

Suddenly, his tightly closed eyes snapped open, and two tangible golden rays shot out from his pupils, tracing dazzling paths in the dimly lit hall.

"boom--"

The solidified true energy fluctuations formed a visible tornado centered on Gu Sheng. The violent true energy tore through the air, emitting sharp explosions, and the ancient runes on the four walls of the hall lit up one after another, barely resisting the impact of this force.

"Seventh level of the Profound Martial Realm, achieved!"

Gu Sheng let out a low shout, his voice filled with barely concealed excitement.

He formed hand seals, and the raging tornado of true energy seemed to be drawn in by an invisible hand, slowly receding into his body. With each wisp of true energy returning, his aura became more solid.

After three months of arduous study, the results were finally seen.

For the first two and a half months, he exhausted all his energy to refine those three drops of the Venerable's life essence blood, forcibly pushing his cultivation from the fifth level of the Profound Martial Realm to the peak of the sixth level.

For the next two weeks, he focused on stabilizing his cultivation level while simultaneously studying the Emperor Sect's secret technique, "The Return of All Paths to One." Today, as he broke through his cultivation barrier, not only was the secret technique initially mastered, but his cultivation level also naturally advanced to the seventh level.

"Is this the power of the 'All Paths Return to One' technique?"

Gu Sheng muttered to himself, the golden light in his eyes gradually fading.

He raised his right hand, spread his fingers, and slowly clenched them into a fist. In an instant, an invisible protective aura around his body suddenly condensed, transforming into a nearly transparent sword of energy above his palm.

The sword was three feet and three inches long, its entire body as clear as crystal, yet it exuded a chillingly sharp aura.

With a casual wave of his hand, Gu Sheng tore the air apart, creating tiny black cracks where the sword passed.

"laugh--"

With a soft sound, a sword mark several feet deep appeared on the wall of the main hall, its cut surface smooth.

Even more astonishingly, golden lines spread along the edge of the sword mark, as if the internal structure of the wall had been completely destroyed by this sword.

"What a magnificent technique, the 'All Paths Return to One'! No wonder it's hailed as the number one offensive secret technique in the Xuanwu Realm!"

Gu Sheng secretly praised it. The most amazing thing about this secret technique is that it can transform a martial artist's most solid defense—the protective qi—into the most lethal attack method.

When ordinary martial artists unleash their protective qi, they must maintain it with all their might, leaving no room for attack. But the Myriad Paths Return to One Technique breaks this ironclad rule.

What's even more remarkable is that the divine weapon formed by this method is not limited by the quality of the magic weapon; its power depends entirely on the strength of the user's own qi.

Gu Sheng cultivated the "Nine Dragons Qiankun Technique," and his true qi was already several times stronger than that of martial artists of the same level. Now that he has reached the seventh level of the Xuanwu Realm, the strength of his true qi and qi is comparable to that of ordinary experts at the second or third level of the Earth Martial Realm.

This means that the Qi sword he is currently condensing is as powerful as a level-eight magic weapon!
"and"

With a thought, Gu Sheng's sword suddenly exploded, turning into countless fine needles of energy.

The next moment, these energy needles instantly reformed, transforming into a nine-ringed broadsword in his palm. The nine golden rings on the back of the blade jingled, producing a metallic clanging sound.

"The Qi weapons change with the thought of the mind, and can be reborn as soon as they are destroyed, making them virtually inexhaustible."

Gu Sheng's lips curled into a slight smile. Ordinary martial artists would suffer a significant reduction in combat power if their magical treasures were damaged. However, his Qi-based divine weapon could instantly reassemble itself even if shattered by an enemy, essentially making him carry countless divine weapons of the same level with him.

Just as he was basking in the joy of his newfound power, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his brow.

Gu Sheng frowned and immediately composed himself. It turned out that excessively activating the Myriad Paths Return to One Technique had greatly depleted his mental energy; if it weren't for his solid foundation, he would probably have been exhausted.

"Fortunately, I have the Dual Consciousness Sea Secret Technique."

Gu Sheng secretly rejoiced. The Dual Consciousness Sea Secret Technique, which Ye Qinglan had taught him back in the Yellow Martial Realm, was now proving invaluable.

With a slight thought, one part of his consciousness controlled the divine weapon of qi to attack the enemy, while the other part maintained the protective qi around his body, and a layer of light golden light immediately appeared around him.

It is well-rounded in both offense and defense, and has no weaknesses!
"I'm afraid even Senior Ling Qingyan, who created this method, never imagined that someone could execute the Myriad Paths Return to One Technique so perfectly?"

Gu Sheng sighed inwardly. Ordinary martial artists who practiced this method either focused entirely on attacking and abandoned defense, or preserved their protective qi but found it difficult to unleash the full power of the secret technique. However, his dual sea of ​​consciousness perfectly compensated for this deficiency.

Just as Gu Sheng was preparing to further test the power of the secret technique, a violent energy fluctuation suddenly came from the depths of the hall.

"Rumble--"

The entire hall began to tremble, and an ancient and violent aura surged forth from the ground.

Gu Sheng's expression hardened, and he turned to look at the source of the fluctuations—the direction where Situ Qingfeng was in seclusion.

"Are we about to leave customs?"

Gu Sheng withdrew his protective aura and flashed to the center of the main hall. A blood-red pillar of light shot up from the ground, and within the pillar, the phantom of a golden roc could be vaguely seen spreading its wings and soaring, emitting a cry that could shatter gold and split rocks.

"Wow—"

Amidst the cries, a powerful bloodline pressure swept across the entire hall.

Gu Sheng had no choice but to circulate his true energy to resist, and he was secretly alarmed.

"Such powerful bloodline energy! It seems Brother Situ has gained quite a bit."

The crimson pillar of light lasted for about fifteen minutes before gradually receding. As the last rays of light disappeared into the ground, a figure slowly emerged from the source of the pillar.

It was Situ Qingfeng!

But compared to three months ago, Situ Qingfeng is now a completely different person.

His already tall frame grew even taller, and faint golden lines appeared on his exposed skin. His pupils became sharp vertical pupils, with golden light flowing between them.

What is most striking is the pair of golden wings that are faintly visible behind him. Although they are not fully unfolded, they already exude a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Brother Gu!"

When Situ Qingfeng saw Gu Sheng, his eyes shone brightly, and he quickly stepped forward.

With each step he took, the ground trembled slightly, as if it could not bear his weight.

Gu Sheng smiled and cupped his hands in greeting.

"Congratulations, Brother Situ, on completing the bloodline inheritance! Judging by your momentum, you've gained quite a lot."

Situ Qingfeng could not hide his excitement.

"It's all thanks to Brother Gu! If you hadn't risked your life to help me, how could I have obtained the complete inheritance from my mother's remains?"

As he spoke, he knelt down on one knee and performed a deep bow.

Gu Sheng quickly helped him up.

"Brother Situ, what are you doing? We've been through life and death together, why be so formal?"

Situ Qingfeng insisted on finishing the ceremony before standing up, and said solemnly.

"Brother Gu, you are unaware of this. The awakening of my Heavenly Demon Spirit Body is of great significance to me. The Golden-Winged Roc bloodline within me was originally weak, making it difficult for me to achieve great things in my lifetime. Now, not only has my spirit body fully awakened, but my cultivation has also greatly increased."

As he spoke, he released his aura, and a fierce wind suddenly arose in the hall, even more astonishing than when Gu Sheng broke through.

"Peak of the Earth Martial Realm?!"

Gu Sheng's pupils contracted.

"Breaking through more than ten realms in a row?"

Situ Qingfeng nodded and explained.

"The spiritual energy contained within my mother's remains was beyond imagination, and coupled with the bloodline support from the awakening of the Heavenly Demon spirit, her explosive increase in cultivation was entirely expected. However..."

His expression suddenly turned serious.

"Just as Brother Gu once warned me, rapid improvement in cultivation is not necessarily a good thing. Although I have reached the peak of the Earth Martial Realm, I feel that my foundation is unstable and my control over power is far less solid than that of steady and methodical progress."

Gu Shen agreed.

"Brother Situ's awareness is truly commendable. In my opinion, you should not rush to break through to the Heavenly Martial Realm, but should focus on consolidating your foundation."

"Right on my mind."

Situ Qingfeng nodded.

"I plan to go to the ancestral land of the Golden-Winged Roc lineage for training. There is a trial path left by my ancestors, which is the most suitable place to hone my foundation."

As he spoke, he took out a jade talisman that was entirely green from his pocket and handed it to Gu Sheng.

"This is a communication jade talisman. No matter how far apart we are, we can sense each other's location. If Brother Gu needs anything, just crush the jade talisman, and I will come to your aid immediately."

Gu Sheng took the jade talisman. It felt warm and smooth to the touch, and he could vaguely sense the blood connection contained within it.

He carefully put it away and smiled.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony. Speaking of which, I'm still thinking about the remains of the Great Roc that Brother Situ promised."

Situ Qingfeng laughed heartily.

"Don't worry! When I return from my ancestral home, I will definitely take Brother Gu to his burial place."

Not only are the remains of our ancestors there, but there is also a natural wonder that is of great benefit to cultivation. The two exchanged a knowing smile.

After a moment of silence, Situ Qingfeng suddenly asked.

"What are your plans next, Brother Gu?"

Gu Sheng looked towards the exit of the main hall.

"I'm preparing to return to Great Wilderness City. This period of seclusion has been very fruitful, and I need time to digest it. Moreover..."

His eyes held a cold glint.

"Some accounts need to be settled."

Situ Qingfeng understood and didn't ask any further questions.

He patted Gu Sheng on the shoulder.

"In that case, we shall part ways here. Take care!"

"Take care of yourself!"

Say goodbye to simplicity and power.

Situ Qingfeng spread his wings of light, which transformed into a golden light that broke through the top of the hall and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

Gu Sheng watched him leave until the golden light completely disappeared from sight before turning his gaze away.

He felt the surging power within him and was filled with anticipation for his upcoming trip to the Great Wilderness City.

"It's time to go back."

At the entrance to the secret realm, the white light around Gu Sheng gradually dissipated, and he cautiously looked around.

There was a chilling atmosphere in the air.

"Who is there?"

Gu Sheng asked in a cold voice, his fingers already on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

A dark figure slowly emerged from behind the rocks, shrouded in a black cloak, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes.

“Young Master Gu, my name is Tantai Ying. I have been waiting for you here for more than three months on the orders of the Second Miss.”

"Tantai Xueli?"

Gu Sheng frowned slightly, and the image of that aloof woman from his memory surfaced before his eyes.

He had been in seclusion for nearly three months, but unexpectedly she sent people to guard this place.

"Where are the people from the Imperial Clan?"

Gu Sheng suddenly asked, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

Tantai Ying's voice was icy.

"They left yesterday. The people sent by the Sun Moon Sect and the Great Wilderness Alliance to intercept us have been dealt with by my subordinates. The three members of the Emperor Sect were forced to retreat due to the siege by the Xuanxu Sect."

Gu Sheng's pupils suddenly contracted, and a chill ran down his spine and up to his head.

"Send me to the Imperial Clan immediately!"

Tantai Ying nodded slightly, took out a jade slip from her bosom, and crushed it. In an instant, space distorted, and a teleportation portal opened in front of the two of them.

Inside the Imperial Palace, the stench of blood was so strong it almost solidified. Long Yundao leaned against the sect leader's throne, his robes soaked with blood.

His gaze swept over the disciples lying haphazardly in the main hall, finally settling on the dying Jiang Yuan.

"Sect Master, this disciple is incompetent."

With each word Jiang Yuan uttered, a spurt of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

His chest was caved in, clearly indicating he had suffered a fatal blow.

Ye Jianjia knelt beside Jiang Yuan, her slender fingers trembling as she channeled her inner energy into him.

Her left arm hung limply, her sleeve stained with blood.

"Don't talk, save your energy."

A deafening roar erupted outside the main hall, causing the protective array's light barrier to tremble violently, as if it were about to shatter at any moment. The Xuanxu Sect Master's chilling voice pierced through the array.

"Long Yundao, I'm giving you one last chance! Either hand over Gu Sheng, or let that girl come out and face her death!"

Long Yundao suddenly coughed, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the ground.

He had only recently broken through to the Heavenly Martial Realm, and yesterday's battle with the Xuanxu Sect Master nearly exhausted all his true energy.

"Master."

Ye Jianjia raised her head.

"Let me go."

"Nonsense!"

Long Yundao roared angrily, but this aggravated his injuries, making his face even paler.

Ye Jianjia gently released Jiang Yuan's hand and stood up.

Her voice was soft.

"If it weren't for the sect taking me in three years ago, I would have died in the wilderness long ago. The Ye family regards me as a disgrace, only the Imperial Sect gave me a place to stay."

She looked at the shadowy enemies outside the hall, and a smile appeared on her lips.

"I believe in Senior Brother Gu. He will definitely avenge us."

Long Yundao gripped the armrests of the throne tightly, his knuckles turning white. As the head of a sect, he understood the principle of sacrificing one person to save the entire sect; but as a master, how could he bear to watch his disciple die?

"That's all."

Long Yundao sighed deeply, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

"The Emperor will remember your sacrifice."

Ye Jianjia bowed deeply and turned to walk out of the formation.

Her back was ramrod straight, like a sharp sword about to be drawn.

Outside the great formation, the Xuanxu Sect Master revealed a cruel smile.

Behind him stood dozens of elite disciples, one of whom sneered.

"Master, that girl is out. I heard she's Gu Sheng's closest junior sister. It'll be a good opportunity for Gu Sheng to experience the pain of losing someone important!"

"Not urgent."

The master of the Xuanxu Sect said in a sinister tone.

"First, let her watch the Imperial Clan perish, then slowly torture her to death. My son's revenge will be avenged with the blood of the entire Imperial Clan!"

Ye Jianjia had already reached the edge of the great formation and only needed one step to cross it.

She was about to take a step—

"stop."

A clear, cold voice suddenly rang out in the hall. The voice wasn't loud, but it exploded in everyone's ears like a thunderclap.

Ye Jianjia trembled and turned around in disbelief. There, a tall, slender figure appeared in the center of the hall, his black outfit still bearing the dust of the secret realm.

"Senior Brother Gu?"

Her voice trembled so much it was almost inaudible.

Gu Sheng walked slowly, each step seemingly treading on the heartbeats of everyone present.

His gaze swept over the seriously injured Jiang Yuan, over the wounded people in the hall, and finally landed on Ye Jianjia.

"With the sect leader here, it's not your place to steal the spotlight."

Gu Sheng's voice was eerily calm.

"Go back and heal your wounds."

The appearance of Gu Sheng and the woman in black, Tantai Ying, was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples.

The oppressive aura emanating from Tantai Ying made everyone present feel breathless, especially the Xuanxu Sect Master, who was currently lying on the ground in a sorry state, veins bulging on his forehead, unable to move even a finger. (End of Chapter)