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

The words of the Saint King of Zhenyue were like a bucket of ice water, carrying the weight of the rules and the deterrent power of the Tianyuan Holy Land, pouring heavily on the head of the Saint Lord of Myriad Phenomena.

His face alternated between pale and flushed, his chest heaving violently, and the Saintly Dao Aura surging around him rose and fell, clearly indicating an internal struggle. To act would be to openly trample on the rules, offending both the Myriad Treasures Palace and the Heavenly Origin Holy Land, with unimaginable consequences; to remain inactive, however, was he to simply watch his own Holy Son be publicly executed like a dog, utterly ruining the reputation of the Myriad Manifestations Holy Land?

On the arena, Gu Sheng seemed completely oblivious to the tense and oppressive confrontation in the sacred realm high above.

With a slight thought, the countless crimson-gold divine flame flying swords that were still pointing at Shi Wufeng, all stopped in mid-air, their tips lowered, but their sharp killing intent remained firmly locked onto the person kneeling below.

He looked down at Shi Wufeng, who was kowtowing incessantly, his voice so calm that it betrayed no emotion, yet it was more chilling than any roar or shout.

"Admit defeat? Stone Saint, it's too late to say that now."

Shi Wufeng's kowtowing motion suddenly froze. He raised his head, his face blurred with blood and tears, his eyes filled with despair and the madness of his last glimmer of hope.

"It's not too late! It's not too late! Gu Sheng! Young Master Gu! As long as you're willing to let me go, we can discuss any conditions! I... I can swear a great oath to my heart's demons! To be your slave for life! I..."

"If you hadn't summoned that illusory image and unleashed that Saint-level strike, perhaps..."

Gu Sheng interrupted his incoherent pleas, gently shaking his head, his tone remaining calm.

"Considering your Venerable Realm cultivation and the resources of the Holy Land, I might consider taking your life and having you serve me for a while, just like Leng Yue."

He paused, his gaze turning cold.

"Unfortunately, you chose the most direct way and harbored the purest murderous intent. From the moment you unleashed that phantom, intending to completely annihilate me, there was only one path left between us: life or death."

If I don't kill you, am I supposed to keep you alive so you can use similar methods to kill me again later? Or do you think I'm naive enough to believe the so-called oaths and pleas for mercy of a holy son of a holy land?

Shi Wufeng's facial muscles twitched violently, and the glimmer of hope in his eyes was completely extinguished, replaced by a ferocious and resentful look of utter despair.

"Gu Sheng! You...you've gone too far! If you kill me, the Myriad Manifestations Holy Land will never let you get away with it! My master is watching from heaven! You..."

"ridiculous."

Gu Sheng scoffed, as if he had heard something childish.

"Shi Wufeng, don't you understand yet? Even if I don't kill you today, what value do you have to the Myriad Elephants Holy Land when you're kneeling and begging for mercy, having lost all face?"
Your master probably wants to kill you more than he wants to kill me right now. As for whether the Myriad Manifestations Holy Land will let me go... ever since I became your enemy, ever since you sent Heavenly King Realm experts to ambush me outside the city, have you ever thought of letting me go?

Whether I kill you or not, I've already settled this score. Whether you live or die makes no difference to me. But to you…”

Gu Sheng's gaze swept over the dozen or so charred and hideous wounds on his body that were still gushing blood, and his tone carried a rare, almost harsh, evaluation.

"For you, perhaps the most tragic thing is not that you are about to die, but that you have the cultivation of a second-level Venerable Realm cultivator, yet when facing me, a seventh-level Sect Realm cultivator, you couldn't even muster the courage to fight to the death and perish together with me. You even threw away your last bit of dignity by kneeling on the ground."

If I were you, even knowing I was doomed, I would at least try to self-destruct my dantian, dragging my opponent down with me, instead of being like a pig or sheep waiting to be slaughtered, only to be laughed at.

"you……!!"

Shi Wufeng trembled violently from Gu Sheng's words, overwhelmed by a mixture of shame, anger, resentment, and despair that nearly suffocated him. But amidst this extreme emotional onslaught, a long-suppressed and concealed spark of inspiration, like a struggling spark in the darkness, suddenly flashed in his chaotic sea of ​​consciousness!

Something's not right! Something's really wrong!
Yes! Even though I am no match for them, even though I am terrified, how could I be so pathetic? From the very beginning of the battle, there was that feeling of sluggish thinking, misjudgment, and a heavy cloud hanging over my heart... and now, even though I am seriously injured and on the verge of death, there is that inescapable sense of fear and powerlessness deep within my soul that I cannot shake off...

A terrible thought, like a cold, venomous snake, coiled around his heart.

He suddenly looked up, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Gu Sheng's deep, calm eyes, which seemed to hold the starry sky. His voice was hoarse and trembling, filled with a last-ditch madness as if seeking confirmation.

"It's...it's you! Isn't it?! You tampered with my consciousness! From the very beginning! You suppressed me with your mental power! Interfered with my judgment! Affected my fighting spirit! That's why...that's why..."

Gu Sheng calmly met his resentful gaze, neither admitting nor denying, but simply saying...

"You only realize it now? Too bad, it's too late. If your mental strength hadn't been so weak and your mind hadn't been so easily broken, my interference might not have been so effective. But I might as well tell you: if you had been prepared to fight to the death from the beginning, maintained your protective aura, and kept your mind steady, it would have taken some effort for my rain of flying swords to break through your defenses so easily and injure you to this extent. It was you who lost your composure first."

"As expected!! It really was you!! Gu Sheng! You despicable scoundrel! Using such underhanded methods!!"

Upon hearing this, Shi Wufeng was like a fully ignited explosive, his remaining life force transforming into overwhelming resentment and rage. He struggled to stand up, but due to his severe injuries, he fell down again, only able to roar in vain.

"If you've got the guts, fight me fair and square! What kind of hero uses such underhanded tricks?!"

"hero?"

Gu Sheng's lips curled into a cold smile, a smile filled with mockery and indifference.

"When did I say I wanted to be a hero? This is a life-or-death arena, not a friendly competition. Any means that can kill the enemy is a good means."

Moreover, for someone of the sect level to confront a venerable one, to still cling to the so-called 'upright and honorable' principles would be truly foolish. Now that you understand, then... set off on your journey in peace.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a transparent ripple silently spread from between Gu Sheng's brows—a microscopic phenomenon caused by the highly condensed and activated materialized spiritual power. At the same time, above Shi Wufeng, who was kneeling on the ground, a circle of ripples of the same origin suddenly appeared in the void at the same location, almost imperceptible to the naked eye but incredibly clear to spiritual perception!

"Ugh—!!!"

Shi Wufeng clutched his head and let out a bloodcurdling scream! He felt as if an invisible hand was gripping his consciousness tightly, then violently kneading and squeezing it!
His mental energy, already turbulent due to his injuries and emotions, completely spiraled out of control at this moment, like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins or like gunpowder that had been ignited, rampaging wildly and recklessly within his sea of ​​consciousness!

"Crack...knock..."

A faint sound, like glass about to shatter, emanated from Shi Wufeng's head.

Blood began to seep from his seven orifices, his eyes quickly became unfocused, his pupils dilated, and the last trace of resentment and anger on his face was replaced by boundless pain and impending collapse.

His sea of ​​consciousness, under the impact of this attack from both inside and outside, especially the complete rampage of his internal spiritual power, had reached its limit and showed signs of collapse!

Just as Shi Wufeng's sea of ​​consciousness was on the verge of collapse, blood was flowing from his seven orifices, and his consciousness was about to be completely overwhelmed, a cold, authoritative voice transmission, carrying an unquestionable commanding tone, suddenly pierced the deepest part of his chaotic sea of ​​consciousness, like the last poisonous needle piercing through the darkness.

"Wu Feng! Things have come to this, you have no way to survive! Rather than die such a cowardly death and tarnish the eternal reputation of my Holy Land, why not... self-destruct your origin and perish together with that beast! You can still preserve your last bit of dignity, deter the world, and let others know that those who offend my Myriad Manifestations Holy Land, even if they are holy sons, have the courage to perish together with them!"

Shi Wufeng was all too familiar with that voice; it was none other than his master, the Holy Lord of Myriad Manifestations!
The voice transmission was urgent and cold as it continued.

"Go in peace! I will take good care of your parents and relatives, ensuring their lifelong wealth and peace! The Holy Land will not forget your sacrifice! But if you die like this, you, along with your entire lineage, will become a disgrace to the Holy Land, forever nailed to the pillar of history! Decide quickly!"

This telepathic message, like a final dose of strong medicine, briefly pulled Shi Wufeng back from the brink of collapse caused by the outburst of his mental energy.

His unfocused pupils suddenly contracted, and the color drained from his face, only to be replaced by a sickly flush. Despair, resentment, hatred, a longing for life, the chill of his master's cruel orders, worry about the future of his family, and the fear of the word "shame"... countless emotions surged and collided within him like boiling water.

He struggled to turn his eyes and glanced at the blurry figure in green robes high in the sky. His master's face was hidden behind the aura of the Holy Realm, making it difficult to see clearly, but he could feel the coldness, urging, and unquestionable determination in that gaze.

"Heh...hehe..."

Shi Wufeng let out a few broken, meaningless laughs. Sacrifice? Face? Family? At this point, what choice did he have left?
Master is right. Dying like this is too pathetic and shameful! Even he himself cannot accept it! Rather than having his sea of ​​consciousness crushed by Gu Sheng's spiritual power and collapsing like a dead dog, it's better to... drag him down to hell with him!

At least, he can make this monster pay with his life! At least, he can let the world know that he, Shi Wufeng, the Holy Son of the Myriad Manifestations Holy Land, is not a coward! At least... his family can receive the protection of the Holy Land.

In an instant, the will to survive was replaced by a more extreme and insane thought of destruction.

The last glimmer of light in Shi Wufeng's eyes vanished completely, replaced by a hysterical, reckless madness! He forcefully suppressed the raging inferno in his sea of ​​consciousness, burning his last bit of primordial soul power, and with immense willpower, temporarily stabilized his collapsing sea of ​​consciousness!

"Gu—Sheng—!!!"

A roar filled with endless resentment, despair, and a determination to perish together burst forth from Shi Wufeng's mouth, and the sound wave temporarily drowned out the noise of his shattered sea of ​​consciousness!

He stopped kneeling and instead used his last bit of strength to straighten his broken body. The originally weak and disordered true energy and the Daoist aura of the Venerable One surged and burned with unprecedented ferocity, as if in a final burst of light!
"Oh no! He's going to self-destruct!!"

"Retreat immediately!! Venerable Realm cultivator self-destruct!!"

On both sides of the canyon, the spectators who had initially looked down on Shi Wufeng for being cowardly suddenly changed their expressions drastically! Exclamations and roars instantly filled the air! The contempt in many people's eyes was instantly replaced by horror and awe!

When a Venerable Realm cultivator self-destructs their origin, it ignites and releases their entire life's cultivation, Dao essence, and even their soul essence in an instant. Its destructive power is enough to shake mountains, shatter peaks, and level cities! Hundreds of miles around would likely be swallowed up by that destructive energy surge and reduced to dust! This is a truly all-or-nothing, ultimate method that leaves no room for retreat!

Shi Wufeng's decision to self-destruct at this moment was ruthless and insane, which was indeed beyond everyone's expectations and made people feel a sense of awe. At least, he had regained the last bit of blood and determination he had as the Holy Son of the Holy Land!

"Brother Gu Sheng!!"

"Be careful!!"

The sisters, Tantai Xueli and Tantai Xuefei, cried out in shock almost simultaneously, their faces turning pale! Although they were far from the arena and the Holy Realm sealed off most of the pressure, they could still clearly feel the rapidly rising, terrifying, and destructive aura emanating from Shi Wufeng's body!
With the Venerable One self-destructing, how could Gu Sheng, who was so close, possibly stop him?! No matter how many tricks he had up his sleeve or how many trump cards he had, in the face of such an absolute outpouring of power, he was like a small boat on a raging sea, in imminent danger of being overthrown!

On the stage, Gu Sheng's gaze also became extremely solemn at this moment.

The destructive energy within Shi Wufeng's body, frantically gathering and about to break through its critical point, was like the Sword of Damocles hanging over his head. The sense of impending death had never been so intense! He could even feel that the space around him, reinforced and sealed by the three Saint Realm experts, was beginning to tremble slightly, as if it could not completely contain this destructive power that was about to erupt!

In a flash, Gu Sheng reacted!

"Buzz!"

A slightly illusory yet incredibly solid humanoid figure suddenly shot out from the Tanzhong acupoint on his chest and instantly solidified in front of him! The figure's face was blurry, but its outline was exactly the same as Gu Sheng's. Its body was filled with incomparably pure life essence and a profound spiritual charm. It was the spiritual embryo incarnation that he had cultivated using the "Spiritual Embryo Incarnation Technique"!
This avatar was originally one of his trump cards for comprehending the Great Dao and for sacrificing himself in critical moments. Now, it was unhesitatingly used to block him from Shi Wufeng!

Almost at the same moment the spirit embryo appeared, Qin Ling'er's clear voice, tinged with weakness yet exceptionally firm, rang in Gu Sheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Gu Sheng! I can detonate this spiritual embryo incarnation again! Using my remaining spiritual essence as a catalyst, combined with the life essence and Daoist rhyme stored in the incarnation, I can unleash a power close to that of a Saint Realm strike in an instant, which should be able to offset most of the impact of that guy's self-destruction!"
However… after this, my spiritual essence will be severely damaged, and I may need to enter a very, very long period of slumber to recover… You… must survive! (End of Chapter)