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

"Damn little beast!"

The Blood Refining Evil Cultivator was utterly enraged.

"I'll show you what true Grandmaster-level power is!"

He formed hand seals, and his body surged with blood flames, causing his form to rapidly expand.

In the blink of an eye, a blood demon's true form, ten feet tall, appeared before everyone.

The blood demon was entirely crimson, with exposed fangs and bloodthirsty flames burning in its eyes.

"The true form of the blood demon!"

Shen Qingtan gasped in shock.

"This is the ultimate secret technique of the Blood Refinement Evil Cultivator!"

The Blood Demon's true form looked down at the insignificant Gu Sheng and let out a deafening roar.

A gigantic, blood-red hand, obscuring the sky, descended from the heavens, its sharp fingernails resembling ten blood-red spears, fiercely stabbing towards Gu Sheng.

Faced with this devastating blow, Gu Sheng remained surprisingly calm.

He slowly closed his eyes, as if sensing something.

"Brother Qin Tian! Get out of the way!"

Qin Yurou called out anxiously.

Just as the crimson giant hand was about to touch Gu Sheng, he suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils bursting with golden light.

At the same time, a long sword, entirely golden in color, appeared out of thin air in his hand, its blade swirling with mysterious runes.

"The Southern Emperor's sword."

Shen Qingtan recognized the legendary weapon, her voice trembling with shock.

The moment Gu Sheng gripped the sword hilt, his entire demeanor changed drastically.

He seemed to be one with the sword, exuding an aura of majesty that surpassed all living beings.

"Northern Star Sky-Piercing Sword".

The five words were uttered lightly from Gu Sheng's mouth, yet they sounded like a thunderclap.

His figure instantly transformed into a golden lightning bolt, so fast that even his afterimage was difficult to catch.

"laugh"

A golden sword light slashed through the sky, flashing past the neck of the Blood Demon's true form.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The Blood Demon's true form abruptly stopped moving, and for the first time, fear appeared in its eyes burning with blood flames.

"No, it's impossible."

The Blood Refining Evil Cultivator's voice became intermittent.

The Blood Refining Evil Cultivator's hand, which was covering his neck, was stained dark red, and the blood gushing from between his fingers was like a flood that had burst its banks, completely unstoppable.

His eyes widened, reflecting Gu Sheng's indifferent face, a face devoid of the joy of victory, only showing the detachment one might show towards an ant.

"This is impossible!"

The evil cultivator roared, his voice hoarse from blood loss.

"Having mastered the Blood Refinement Technique, I am already immortal and indestructible!"

His body began to tremble uncontrollably, and the wound on his neck not only failed to heal but instead rapidly expanded as if it were being eroded by some force.

The once full muscles shrank at a visible rate, the skin became dry and wrinkled, and the true form of the Blood Demon was rapidly fading away.

Gu Sheng sheathed his sword and stood there. The bloodstains on the Beichen Potian Sword were mysteriously absorbed by the sword, leaving no trace.

He looked down at the kneeling evil cultivator, his eyes as cold as frost.

"Tens of thousands of years ago, the progenitor of the Blood Refining Technique died by this sword."

Gu Sheng's mental transmission directly pierced the evil cultivator's mind.

"Your death under the Northern Star Sky-Breaking Sword can be considered a return to your roots."

"Who...who are you?!"

The evil cultivator struggled to lift his head, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"The Northern Star Heaven-Shattering Sword technique has long been lost, unless..."

Gu Sheng's lips curled into a cold smile.

"You don't deserve to know."

The evil cultivator's body had shriveled to the point of being skin and bones. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but only a "gurgling" sound came from his throat.

The next second, his body snapped like a dry branch and fell heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Gu Sheng didn't look at the mummified corpse again, and suddenly his left arm shone with golden light.

Countless vines with sharp barbs sprouted wildly from his sleeves, lunging at the evil cultivator's corpse like living creatures.

The vines pierced the wounds of the mummified corpse, making a chilling sizzling sound, and in the blink of an eye, they absorbed the corpse completely, leaving not a single drop of blood.

Not far away, Shen Qingtan and Qin Yurou were awakened by Gu Sheng's mental power and slowly opened their eyes.

The last thing they saw was the terrifying scene of the Blood Refining Evil Cultivator unleashing his Blood Demon True Form. When they woke up, they found that the battle was over.

"How is this going?"

Qin Yu rubbed her temples, her face pale.

Shen Qingtan reacted even faster; she immediately spotted Gu Sheng standing in the center of the arena, as well as the pool of blood on the ground that was rapidly disappearing.

Her gaze lingered for a moment on the golden light still emanating from Gu Sheng's left arm, which had not yet fully receded, her eyes filled with shock.

"careful!"

Suddenly, the snow eagle let out a sharp cry, flapped its wings, and soared into the sky with the two women in its wings.

Right where they had just been lying, several vines were retracting from the ground, with a few drops of undried blood still clinging to their sharp barbs.

Gu Sheng looked up at the three people in mid-air, the golden light on his left arm had completely subsided.

He waved his hand gently, and the eerie vines, as if summoned, quickly retracted into his sleeve and disappeared.

The snow eagle circled a few times before slowly landing, confirming that it was safe.

Shen Qingtan and Qin Yurou both staggered when they landed, clearly not yet fully recovered from the mental shock.

"he died?"

Shen Qingtan looked at the empty ground, where the corpses of the Blood Refining Evil Cultivator should have been.

Gu Sheng nodded.

"died."

Qin Yurou gasped.

"That's a heretical cultivator who has mastered the Blood Refining Technique; it's said he's immortal."

There is no such thing as true immortality.

Gu Sheng said calmly, but his gaze fell on Shen Qingtan.

"Are you ok?"

Shen Qingtan's expression was complex, a mixture of shock at Gu Sheng's strength and other indescribable emotions.

She managed to calm herself down.

"Thank you for saving me. I just didn't expect your strength to far exceed my expectations."

Gu Sheng neither agreed nor disagreed, but merely offered a reminder.

"Don't forget our agreement."

"of course."

Shen Qingtan nodded and said solemnly.

"I, Shen Qingtan, swear on my martial arts heart that I will never reveal a single word of what I have seen and heard today."

Qin Yurou also quickly expressed her opinion.

"Me too! I won't say a word about what happened today!"

Gu Sheng glanced at them, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"I believe you."

He paused and added.

"I hope you will not let this trust down."

Shen Qingtan understood the warning in his words, but she was more concerned about something else.

She walked to Jiang Feiyu's mummified corpse not far away and carefully put the body into her storage ring.

"Once the bounty is set, I will have Yu Rou deliver the reward to you."

Shen Qingtan said to Gu Sheng.

Gu Sheng raised an eyebrow.

Will Jiang Feiyu's death cause you trouble?

Shen Qingtan's eyes were filled with gloom.

"There will definitely be troubles, but I can solve them."

"If you can't solve it, you can come to Linlang Pavilion to find me." Gu Sheng said casually, but it made Shen Qingtan and Qin Yurou show surprised expressions at the same time.

"Linlang Pavilion?"

Qin Yurou exclaimed in surprise.

"that is not"

Shen Qingtan stopped her from continuing with a look, and turned to Gu Sheng solemnly.

"Thank you. Once I've dealt with this matter, we can renegotiate our cooperation."

Gu Sheng nodded.

I will wait for your news.

As soon as Shen Qingtan and Qin Yurou disappeared into the distant mountains, Gu Sheng withdrew his gaze.

He looked down at the corpse on the ground, which had been torn to pieces by the Heavenly Demon Vine, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Blood Refinement Evil Cultivator? Nothing special."

Gu Sheng muttered to himself, then kicked the corpse that was no longer human.

The blood soaked into the soil, emitting a nauseating, fishy stench.

Gu Sheng frowned, reached out, and a dark red storage ring flew out from his flesh and hovered above his palm.

"Let me see what good stuff you evil cultivators have."

As his mental energy surged into the storage ring like a tidal wave, Gu Sheng immediately sensed a cold and evil aura.

He raised an eyebrow, and with a thought, a strangely shaped scythe appeared in his hand.

The sickle was entirely black, with fine, blood-red patterns covering the blade, and the handle was wrapped with thorns that seemed to writhe like living creatures.

The thorns seemed to sense Gu Sheng's presence and slowly stretched out, trying to wrap around his wrists.

"Humph!"

Gu Sheng snorted coldly, and his true essence surged. The thorns immediately retracted, emitting a faint hissing sound, as if they were wailing.

"A demonic artifact at the sect level? That's quite rare."

Gu Sheng examined the sickle carefully.

"However, it is more suitable for evil cultivators of the evil spirit lineage. It seems that there is someone behind this blood-refining evil cultivator."

He shook his head, showing no interest in such a mind-corrupting artifact.

With a thought, the scythe was returned to the storage ring.

Continuing to explore the storage ring, Gu Sheng discovered two more bottles of pills and a blood-red jade talisman.

He first took out the pill, uncorked the bottle, smelled it, and immediately recognized what it was.

"Blood Explosion Pill?"

Gu Sheng's eyes were filled with disgust.

"Forced martial artists to take it and then explode and die, and then their essence and blood are absorbed. It is indeed a common method used by evil cultivators."

Gu Sheng casually tossed the pill back into his storage ring and then took out the blood jade talisman.

As soon as he got his hands on the jade talisman, he felt a cold, sinister force trying to penetrate his meridians.

"court death!"

Gu Sheng circulated his true energy, easily isolating this force.

He probed the jade talisman with his spiritual power and immediately read the contents recorded within.

"Thousand Threads Marrow-Seizing Technique?"

Gu Sheng scoffed.

"The Bloodline Secret Technique, which requires feeding with a large amount of martial artists' blood, is not as useful as my Heavenly Demon Vine."

He shook his head, showing no interest in such unorthodox methods.

The Heavenly Demon Vine is a rare species of heaven and earth. Its effect in absorbing the essence and blood of martial artists is hundreds of times stronger than this so-called secret technique, and it will not leave any hidden dangers.

After putting away the jade talisman, Gu Sheng looked around to make sure nothing was missed. Then, in a flash, he transformed into a black streak of light and soared into the sky, flying towards the teleportation array in the distance.

The martial artist guarding the teleportation array looked surprised to see Gu Sheng return.

"Sir, what brings you here?"

Before the guard could finish speaking, he was silenced by Gu Sheng's icy gaze.

"Some trivial matters."

Gu Sheng said casually, tossing out a mid-grade spirit stone.

"Activate the teleportation array."

The guard hurriedly caught the spirit stone, and upon sensing the pure spiritual energy within it, he immediately bowed and scraped respectfully.

"Yes, yes, sir, please wait a moment, it will be ready soon!"

He didn't dare ask any more questions and quickly activated the teleportation array.

As the array patterns lit up, Gu Sheng's figure was gradually swallowed by the light.

Shortly after Gu Sheng left, the teleportation array lit up with a dazzling light once again.

The guard looked up in surprise and saw a young man in a white robe walk out of the formation.

The young man had a handsome face, but his brows carried a sharp, murderous aura.

His robes were embroidered with a golden emblem, which immediately terrified the guards, causing them to kneel down.

"Young Master Jiang!"

The guard's voice trembled.

"I was unaware of your presence; I have failed to greet you properly!"

Jiang Feihong didn't even glance at the guards. His gaze swept around like lightning, finally settling on the direction Gu Sheng had left in.

Where did that person go?

Jiang Feihong asked in a cold voice.

Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the guard.

"Young Master Jiang, since that official didn't say, I dare not ask."

Jiang Feihong snorted coldly, ignoring the guards, and with a flash, transformed into a white streak of light, soaring into the sky and flying towards the direction where Gu Sheng had been.

He moved with incredible speed, arriving in the blink of an eye at the place where Gu Sheng was fighting the Blood Refining Evil Cultivator.

The air still carried the lingering smell of blood and the lingering fluctuations of true energy.

Jiang Feihong's gaze immediately fell on the dark red bloodstain on the ground.

He crouched down, lightly touched the bloodstains with his fingers, and closed his eyes to sense them.

"Flying Feathers."

Jiang Feihong's voice was low and dangerous.

"You died a terrible death."

He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with murderous intent.

Based on the remaining traces, he had confirmed that his younger brother Jiang Feiyu had been killed by a powerful wood-based technique, resulting in the complete annihilation of his soul and spirit.

Jiang Feihong stood up, looked around, and suddenly frowned.

He sensed three different residual auras: besides Shen Qingtan and Qin Yurou, there was also an unfamiliar aura.

"Shen Qingtan"

Jiang Feihong gritted her teeth.

"How dare you conspire with outsiders to kill my brother!"

He carefully noted down the characteristics of that unfamiliar aura, his eyes flashing with cold light.

Whoever that person is, daring to kill Jiang Feihong's brother, must pay the price!
"I do not care who you are."

Jiang Feihong's voice was icy cold.

"You'd better pray that this has nothing to do with my brother's death, otherwise you'll have nowhere to stand in Great Wilderness City!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure had already turned into a white light and disappeared into the horizon, leaving behind only the surging killing intent and that threatening words.

Gu Sheng's boots made a crisp sound as they stepped onto the jade floor of the teleportation array.

The lingering spiritual energy around the magic circle had not completely dissipated, forming a pale blue halo around him.

Several guards stood at a distance at the edge of the magic array, watching the powerful figure who had descended from the sky with awe, none daring to step forward to question him.

"The teleportation array in the dungeon is indeed much more impressive than that in the small border town."

Gu Sheng smiled slightly, his gaze sweeping over his surroundings.

This is the core area of ​​Great Wilderness City. Only those at the Heavenly Martial Realm are capable of using this teleportation array. The guards have long since learned to use their eyes to distinguish who they should not provoke.

Gu Sheng strode out of the magic array area, his robes fluttering even without wind.

He didn't need to deliberately release his aura, but the spiritual energy flowing naturally around him made pedestrians involuntarily make way for him.

Flying is forbidden in the Great Wilderness City, but for a powerful figure like Gu Sheng, even walking is as fast as the wind.

In less than half an incense stick's time, the magnificent seven-story pavilion came into view.

The three gilded characters of "Linlang Pavilion" gleamed in the sunlight, and the gemstones embedded in the eyes of the two stone lions at the entrance emitted a faint, ethereal glow. (End of Chapter)