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

"The Xuanxu Sect attacked my Imperial Sect yesterday; have they put the agreement into consideration?"

Gu Sheng's voice was icy as he swept his gaze over the Xuanxu Sect members.

The Xuanxu Sect Master, lying on the ground, had a livid face and gritted his teeth as he spoke.

"You little beast!"

Before she could finish speaking, Tantai Ying waved her hand lightly, and an even stronger pressure crashed down, pressing the Xuanxu Sect Master's face directly into the blue bricks of the ground with a dull thud.

Gu Sheng said no more and turned to walk out of the hall.

See you at the training ground.

Tantai Ying withdrew her oppressive aura, allowing the Xuanxu Sect Master to finally catch his breath and scramble to his feet in a disheveled state.

"Keep up with me! This little beast will be killed today!"

Inside the main hall, Ye Jianjia's dull eyes regained their luster. She watched Gu Sheng's departing figure, her lips trembling slightly.

"He's back."

Long Yundao's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he waved his hand.

"Dispel the sect's protective formation. All disciples, follow me to the training ground!"

The Imperial Clan Martial Arts Arena's arena is made of special materials, capable of withstanding the aftershocks of battles fought by Earth Martial Realm experts.

Gu Sheng walked onto the arena expressionlessly, his robes fluttering even without wind. Tantai Ying stood in mid-air not far away, her eyes scanning the surroundings warily to ensure no one could interfere with the duel.

The Xuanxu Sect members arrived shortly after. The sect leader, with a gloomy expression, shouted at his disciples behind him.

"Whoever kills Gu Sheng will be the sole heir to the next sect leader, and will be rewarded with ten million spirit stones. All future cultivation resources will be provided by the sect!"

Upon hearing this, a flame of greed ignited in the eyes of the Xuanxu Sect disciples. In particular, the ten Earth Martial Realm disciples from the Great Wilderness Sacred Academy showed eager expressions.

"Haha, I'm definitely taking this head!"

A man with a hideous scar on his face licked his lips.

"Just you?"

A disciple at the second level of the Earth Martial Realm sneered.

"Don't let the opportunity to even make a move come to a head."

The young man in the lead crossed his arms.

"I hope Gu Sheng can hold on for a while, so I don't get too bored."

Gu Sheng looked around, his calm yet clear voice reaching everyone's ears.

"Time is limited, those who are willing to die should hurry up."

"Insanity!"

With a furious shout, a disciple of the Xuanxu Sect leaped onto the arena. This man wielded a twelve-foot-long spear, its shaft gleaming with a cold light; it was clearly a high-grade Xuan-rank spiritual weapon.

"It's Senior Brother Liu! He's at the fifth level of the Xuanwu Realm, and his spear technique is absolutely superb!"

Some of the Xuanxu Sect disciples exclaimed in surprise.

On the Emperor Sect's side, a disciple hurriedly offered a reminder.

"Senior Brother Gu, be careful! This man is a ruthless marksman!"

The disciple surnamed Liu sneered.

"Gu Sheng, remember the name of the person who killed you—"

Before he finished speaking, he rushed towards Gu Sheng, his spear drawing a silver arc in the air, aiming straight for Gu Sheng's throat!

Gu Sheng stood still, but simply raised his right hand and made a grasping motion in the air.

"Om-"

A piercing sword cry echoed throughout the training ground. Gu Sheng's protective aura suddenly condensed, transforming into a three-foot-long sword of energy. The sword was transparent yet exuded a chilling sharpness.

"cut."

With a single, simple word, the sword of energy fell.

"Crack!"

The high-grade Xuan-level spear was split in two, but the sword's power remained undiminished, slashing horizontally towards the chest of the Liu disciple.

"Do not--"

The disciple surnamed Liu screamed in terror, hastily trying to gather his true energy for defense, but it was too late.

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered as the Liu disciple's body was severed in two at the chest. His upper body slid to the ground, and his internal organs and blood instantly spread a blinding red across the arena.

There was silence.

"next."

Gu Sheng's voice was not loud.

He stood on the arena, with seven corpses lying at his feet, each one cleanly and swiftly severed by a single sword strike, a sight that chilled the heart.

The audience was completely silent; even their breathing became cautious.

"next."

Gu Sheng's voice remained calm, as if he had just casually swatted a fly.

Shen Qingshi's expression was visible below the stage.

He turned to look at a cold-faced young man beside him.

"Han Xiao, it's your turn to make a move. If this brat isn't eliminated, how can the Xuanxu Sect maintain its reputation?"

Han Xiao nodded slightly.

"Don't worry, senior brother. A mere Xuanwu Realm cultivator can't cause any trouble."

Before he finished speaking, his figure had already vanished from the spot. The next instant, a tall, slender figure appeared on the arena, moving so fast that even his afterimages didn't have time to dissipate.

"Han Xiao, a core disciple of the Xuanxu Sect."

The young man clasped his hands in a salute, his voice clear and cold.

"Please enlighten me."

Gu Sheng narrowed his eyes, revealing a serious expression for the first time.

The young man in front of him, who looked to be no more than twenty years old, gave him a sense of danger.

What surprised him even more was that the aura emanating from the other party was clearly...
"Earth Martial Realm, First Level?"

Gu Sheng raised an eyebrow.

"The Xuanxu Sect has finally decided to send out a big fish."

Are you sure you want to die for someone else?

Gu Sheng stood in the center of the training ground, his black robe fluttering even without wind, his eyes cold and sharp.

He made a grasping motion with his right hand, and a transparent sword made of condensed true energy slowly took shape in his palm. The air around the sword distorted and emitted a faint hum.

Han Xiao sneered, and the Yin-Yang Life-Taking Sword in his hand split in two, with two sword energies, one black and one white, swirling around his body.

"Gu Sheng, someone asked me to pass on a message—in your next life, don't offend the wrong people!"

Before he could finish speaking, Han Xiao's figure suddenly blurred as he activated the pseudo-heavenly-level movement technique "Phantom Trail," making him seem to merge into the air.

The Xuanxu Sect disciples watching from all around the training ground gasped in surprise, and even several elders nodded slightly—this kind of movement technique had already touched the edge of the laws of space.

"Did Shen Qingyun send you?"

Gu Sheng suddenly spoke, while simultaneously shifting his body half a step to the left.

"laugh--"

Two sword lights, one black and one white, crossed and slashed across the spot where he had been standing, instantly corroding two deep marks into the bluestone ground.

Han Xiao's figure solidified again ten steps away, his eyes filled with surprise.

How could you?

"Guess."

Gu Sheng's lips curled into a cold smile.

"That good-for-nothing Shen Qingyun doesn't dare to come himself, so he sends a dog to die?"

"court death!"

Han Xiao was furious, and his figure disappeared again.

This time, Gu Sheng did not move.

He closed his eyes, and faint, transparent ripples emanated from between his brows.

Suddenly, he parried backward with his right-hand sword.

With a crisp clang, the white true qi sword was blocked.

But almost simultaneously, the black spiritual energy sword pierced through the qi sword defense and stabbed straight at the back of Gu Sheng's head!

"what!"

A female disciple on the sidelines cried out in surprise.

At the critical moment, Gu Sheng tilted his head slightly, and the black blade grazed his temple.

He groaned and staggered back seven steps, blood seeping from his temples—the mental attack directly impacted his consciousness, making it more deadly than physical damage.

"Senior Brother Gu!"

Several disciples who were on good terms with Gu Sheng shouted anxiously.

Han Xiao pressed his advantage relentlessly, unleashing a barrage of attacks with his twin swords like a storm. Black and white sword energies intertwined, forming a net that enveloped Gu Sheng.

With each parry, Gu Sheng's face paled a little more—the mental energy sword's attack was constantly assaulting his sea of ​​consciousness.

"give up."

Han Xiao grinned maliciously.

"The Xuanwu Realm is still the Xuanwu Realm. The mental power of the Earth Martial Realm is overwhelming; you can't do that." His words came to an abrupt end.

Gu Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils seemingly reflecting a myriad of stars. The originally transparent sword energy suddenly took on a pale gold hue, and where the blade sliced ​​through, tiny cracks appeared in the space itself!
"break."

With a single, simple word, the golden sword of energy clashed with the black sword of spiritual energy.

Contrary to expectations, the black sword instantly melted away.

Han Xiao's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly retreated, only to see a transparent ripple shoot out from between Gu Sheng's eyebrows.

"Om-"

Han Xiao's body suddenly stiffened, his eyes losing their focus. Although it was only half a breath, it was enough for a master.

The golden sword of energy pierced through the protective aura and precisely struck the heart.

"puff!"

Blood splattered everywhere. Han Xiao looked down at the bloody hole in his chest, his face filled with disbelief.

"How could a Xuanwu Realm cultivator possibly break through the protective true energy of an Earth Martial Realm cultivator?"

"next."

Gu Sheng withdrew his sword, not even glancing at his fallen opponent, his gaze fixed on Shen Qingshi in the spectator stands.

The whole place was dead silent.

The Xuanxu Sect Master suddenly stood up, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

"The Ultimate Unity of All Paths! This is the lost Ultimate Unity of All Paths technique of the Imperial Sect! True Qi and spiritual power are perfectly integrated, allowing the weak to overcome the strong."

Shen Qingshi's face turned ashen, and the three disciples of the Great Wilderness Holy Academy behind him looked as if they had seen a ghost. One of them cried out in alarm.

"Han Xiao is at the third level of the Earth Martial Realm, how could he be..."

"waste!"

Shen Qingshi interrupted sharply.

"Don't try to block his sword energy head-on, attack his main body directly! All three of you, attack together!"

The three disciples exchanged a glance and simultaneously leaped onto the training ground.

They surrounded Gu Sheng in a triangular formation, each taking out their weapons—a crimson spear, a pair of bronze battle axes, and a gleaming silver chain.

"Is this all the Great Wilderness Holy Academy can offer?"

Gu Sheng scoffed.

"Three peak Earth Martial Realm cultivators besieging one Profound Martial Realm cultivator?"

"You useless trash from the Xuanxu Sect, come at me all at once!"

Gu Sheng's voice boomed across the arena.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his black robe fluttering even without wind, his gaze passing over the eager ordinary martial artists and piercing straight at Shen Qingshi, who stood at the very front of the Xuanxu Sect group.

Shen Qingshi's eyes twitched, and the emerald green spear in his hand trembled slightly.

"Gu Sheng, do you really think you can fight against the elites of my Xuanxu Sect all by yourself?"

"Elite?"

Gu Sheng's lips curled into a mocking smile.

"It's nothing but a clay chicken and a clay dog."

Below the arena, Long Yundao frowned, his fingers unconsciously stroking the jade pendant at his waist.

"Has this kid gone mad? He's fought three battles in a row; his true energy should be almost depleted."

"Insanity!"

A loud shout interrupted Long Yundao's thoughts.

A burly man wielding a halberd leaped onto the arena, the tip of the halberd pointed directly at Gu Sheng's throat.

"Zhao Wuji of the Xuanxu Sect, I'll take your dog's life!"

Gu Sheng didn't even lift his eyelids, but simply raised his right index finger and beckoned to Zhao Wuji.

"court death!"

Enraged, Zhao Wuji unleashed his halberd, which transformed into a silver lightning bolt, slashing towards Gu Sheng's head with a piercing whooshing sound.

This halberd strike contained all his life's skill; before the blade even reached the arena, several cracks had already appeared in the ground.

The audience held their breath, as if they could already see the bloody scene of Gu Sheng being cleaved in two.

Just as the tip of the halberd was only a foot away from Gu Sheng's head, a flash of cold light appeared.

"Chong-"

The loud clanging of metal made people's eardrums ache.

Gu Sheng had already drawn his sword at some point, and the blade precisely blocked the powerful halberd.

The bluestone beneath his feet shattered, but he only took two steps back.

Zhao Wuji was sent flying backwards, tumbling more than a dozen times in the air before barely landing. He then staggered back dozens of steps, each step leaving a deep footprint on the arena.

"That's it?"

Gu Sheng flicked his longsword, his tone dismissive.

Zhao Wuji's face flushed red as he roared.

"Heaven-Turning Earth-Shattering Halberd!"

His entire body surged with true energy, and countless runes appeared on his halberd, causing the entire arena to tremble under the force of this attack.

Gu Sheng's eyes showed impatience. He made a hand seal with his left hand and gave a low shout.

"The Three Transformations of Nirvana, the Second Transformation!"

"boom!"

Crimson flames erupted from his body, instantly engulfing his entire form. Within the flames, Gu Sheng's aura surged, and the longsword in his hand spat out three-foot-long tongues of fire.

"Heaven-Shattering Sword Technique!"

A simple thrust, yet it caused the heavens and earth to change color. Wherever the sword tip passed, the air twisted and deformed, as if space itself were being torn apart.

"Click——"

The moment the halberd made contact with the flaming longsword, this top-grade earth-rank magic weapon shattered inch by inch.

Zhao Wuji's eyes widened, and before he could even scream, the sword energy had already pierced through his protective true qi.

"puff!"

The sound of flesh exploding was horrifying. When the flames subsided, only a pool of blood and foam remained on the arena; not even a fragment of bone was left.

A deathly silence enveloped the entire venue.

Gu Sheng sheathed his sword, and the flames gradually died down.

He glanced around at the Xuanxu Sect members and said calmly.

"next."

"Bastard!"

Shen Qingshi finally couldn't contain himself any longer and leaped onto the stage, followed closely by seven Earth Martial Realm disciples.

"Form the Eight Desolate Dragon-Locking Formation!"

The eight men quickly spread out, surrounding Gu Sheng. Shen Qingshi's green spear emitted a blinding light, its tip pointed directly at Gu Sheng's brow.

"Gu Sheng, today I'll show you the consequences of offending my Xuanxu Sect!"

Gu Sheng glanced around and sneered.

"Eight people? That's still not enough. Why don't you all send the rest of your Xuanxu Sect together?"

"Extremely arrogant!"

Shen Qingshi was so angry that he laughed instead.

"kill!"

Eight streams of true energy erupted simultaneously, blocking all of Gu Sheng's evasion routes from different angles.

Shen Qingshi's green spear was the fastest, its tip condensing a point of eerie green light, and wherever it passed, even the air was corroded, producing hissing white smoke.

"Heavenly Poison Piercing Heart Spear!"

The spear shot out like a dragon, instantly piercing Gu Sheng's chest.

"Successful!"

Shen Qingshi was overjoyed, but his expression changed drastically. The sensation from the spear tip was wrong—there was no resistance from flesh and blood; instead, it felt like piercing a wad of cotton.

Gu Sheng's body began to twist and break apart, but not a drop of blood flowed out. In the end, it turned into specks of golden light and dissipated into the air.

"Afterimage?!"

Shen Qingshi turned pale with shock.

"Beichen Zhuxian Sword Formation, activate."

Gu Sheng's voice echoed in the air above the arena.

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire arena space suddenly distorted, and hundreds of swords burning with blazing white flames appeared out of thin air, turning the entire arena into a sword domain.

"This...this is a clone?!"

A sharp-eyed martial artist in the audience exclaimed in surprise.

Only then did everyone realize that two Gu Shengs had appeared on the arena at some point.

One stood motionless, a cold smile playing on its lips; the other hovered in mid-air, hands forming a mudra, its body surrounded by chilling energy fluctuations.

"Divine Flame Sword - Annihilation!"

Suspended in mid-air, Gu Sheng let out a cold shout, and hundreds of qi swords drew strange arcs in the air, instantly blocking all escape routes for the eight Earth Martial Realm experts on the arena. (End of this chapter)