Gou Zai Sect Beast Taming Longevity

Just as Elder Wei was pondering this matter, a sudden tremor came from the protective mountain array in the distance.

Old Wei looked up abruptly, his face paling with shock.

Someone is attacking the mountain-protecting formation!

Moreover, they launched their attack immediately after Yu Changsheng and his group left.

This shows that the other party came prepared and had already set the timing!

"not good!"

Elder Wei quickly contacted the Purple Mansion experts who remained behind, and one of them said with a solemn expression:

"Old Wei, what happened?"

Elder Wei exclaimed urgently, "It seems someone launched an attack while our Myriad Manifestations Sect's experts were away!"

"We must contact Yu Changsheng and his men as soon as possible to return to their posts. We must hold on until they come back!"

The elder nodded hurriedly, "Go and contact Yu Changsheng. I will gather the disciples to urgently reinforce the protective mountain array! We must not let the mountain-protecting array shatter, otherwise all our previous efforts will be in vain."

"good!"

The two split up and dared not delay for even the slightest moment.

at the same time.

Yu Changsheng, who was leading the sect's experts to the sea area of ​​the mining area, also received this news.

Upon seeing the message from the sect, Yu Changsheng's expression changed drastically.

"Oh no! The sect is in danger! We must go back immediately!"

The other experts in the Purple Mansion were unaware of what had happened, but seeing Yu Changsheng's grim expression, they knew something was terribly wrong.

None of them dared to delay. They were about to reach Hidden Mist Island when they suddenly received this message, instructing them to return immediately.

Before they had gone halfway, golden light suddenly emanated from all around them, and a huge array appeared on the ground, trapping them.

Who are you?

Yu Changsheng's voice was calm, but those who knew him understood that this was when he was at his angrier.

A white-robed cultivator appeared outside the formation. His face was covered and his voice was high-pitched.

The white-robed cultivator chuckled maliciously, "Yu Changsheng, why don't you stay here today and drink and make merry with me, and rest for a while?"

"There's no need for us to turn against each other with weapons."

Yu Changsheng pointed at the scholar in white and said coldly, "I don't have time to waste words with you today, get lost!"

The white-robed cultivator burst into laughter. "You're not in a position to negotiate with me now. You're trapped in my formation, don't you even realize it?"

However, Yu Changsheng, who was inside the formation, suddenly made a move and directly unleashed the Five Extremes Demon-Slaying Fist.

The formation only held out for a short while before losing its magical support and shattering.

The scholar in white was nearly startled and screamed as he retreated, only to be immediately entangled by Yu Changsheng, who unleashed the second punch of the Five Extremes Demon-Slaying Fist.

He punched the white-robed scholar in the stomach.

The white-robed cultivator's face was contorted, he coughed up blood, and his features were all squeezed together.

Before he could make a move, Yu Changsheng launched a follow-up attack, slapping him to the ground like a ball.

Unfortunately, by then everyone around had also realized what was happening and started attacking Yu Changsheng.

In an instant, more than a dozen Purple Mansion True Monarchs attacked simultaneously, unleashing a variety of moves. Yu Changsheng dared not take them head-on and had no choice but to retreat.

At this moment, Yu Changsheng's men also engaged in battle with their opponents.

Yin Tianba roared, "Chang Sheng, leave this to us, you go back to your sect!"

"Yes, Changsheng, the sect must not be lost!"

"We've taken care of this huge problem and will be there to support you right away!"

Yu Changsheng gritted his teeth, but knew it wasn't the time to hesitate, so he turned and left.

Seeing the situation, Lu Sandao followed. As for the bald man, seeing this great opportunity, he didn't care about anything else and ran away immediately.

At that point, no one cared about him anymore, and they just let him run away.

Myriad Manifestations Sect.

Old Wei's eyes were bloodshot, and he was almost insane. He charged at one of the people.

Another elder was also doing his utmost to protect the sect disciples behind him.

However, Wang Sheng brought far too many experts with him.

They completely overwhelmed the disciples of the Myriad Manifestations Sect. With such a huge gap in strength, the entire sect had no hope of resistance.

Wang Sheng casually killed a disciple of the Myriad Manifestations Sect, and then saw Elder Wei fighting.

Wang Sheng recognized this person at a glance; he was Yu Changsheng's master.

"It's you!"

Wang Sheng grinned and instantly charged toward Old Wei at lightning speed.

With just one palm strike, he sent Old Wei flying dozens of meters away.

"Old Wei!"

Many disciples cried out in grief and quickly surrounded Elder Wei.

Old Wei, bleeding from his mouth and nose, struggled to his feet.

Wang Sheng's sudden attack caught him completely off guard, striking a vital spot.

The disciples wept bitterly, glaring at Wang Sheng with hatred.

"Wang Sheng, you are so despicable!"

Elder Wei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and blocked the other disciples behind him.

Wang Sheng flew over slowly, sneered, "Despicable?"

"I'll exterminate you ants, however I want, however it's fun."

"Whether it's a sneak attack or a brutal killing, you're all just waiting to die."

Old Wei sneered, "Wang Sheng, don't think I'm useless just because I'm old. As long as I'm here today, you won't be able to harm a single hair on the head of my Myriad Manifestations Sect disciple."

"Hahaha."

Wang Sheng laughed loudly, showing utter disdain.

"You?"

Wang Sheng suddenly pointed, and a golden spear appeared in his hand, which he then hurled directly at Elder Wei.

Master Wei told the other disciples to scatter, then leaped out, his longsword swirling in his hand, a dragon-like sword intent swirling within, crashing into the golden spear.

With a thunderous roar, the vast true energy surged, and all the surrounding disciples were shaken to the ground.

Wang Sheng stepped through the air, took the spear, and pierced it directly into Wei Lao's chest.

puff.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the surrounding disciples all turned red-eyed and rushed forward without prior arrangement.

"Old Wei, I'm here to help you!"

"Old Wei, hurry up! We'll hold them off here!"

"Elder Wei, Brother Changsheng will definitely avenge us! Let's go!"

Several Golden Core disciples, filled with grief and indignation, launched attacks on Wang Sheng from different directions, employing every means at their disposal to stop him.

"An ant dares to stop an elephant? How utterly presumptuous!"

With a sweep of his golden spear, Wang Sheng cleaved a disciple in two at the waist.

The spear intent did not stop; under Wang Sheng's control, it kept changing position in the air.

As the attack drew near, one of the disciples employed a variety of defensive techniques, doing his best to block the golden spear attack.

However, the difference in cultivation levels between the two sides was simply too great.

One was at the peak of the Purple Mansion realm, the other at the Golden Core realm. Even if the Golden Core cultivator fought so desperately, it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

puff!

The disciple didn't even get to utter a word before his head was smashed open.

Seeing this scene, all the disciples were nearly driven mad. They had been fellow disciples who had cultivated together for decades, and now they were being so cruelly murdered. They had long forgotten the difference in their abilities and all rushed forward in a frenzy.

Even if it's just to get a single blow to Wang Sheng, it would be worth it.

"Overestimating one's abilities."

Wang Sheng brandished his spear and paced back and forth. Every time one of his disciples rushed forward, Wang Sheng would extend a finger.

The disciple immediately exploded on the spot, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

The entire mountain was instantly covered in a bloody red. Old Wei struggled to his feet and barely managed to take some medicine to recover from his injuries, ignoring the pierced wound in his chest.

He could no longer stand by and watch his sect disciples die, and he wanted to stop them.

"Hurry up!"

Wang Sheng glanced at them, then, feeling bored, lightly flicked his spear, and all the disciples turned into a bloody mist, vanishing without a trace.

Old Wei roared, spitting out blood, and charged at Wang Sheng with his long sword.

He was too weak to move, and even though this would worsen his injuries, he didn't care anymore. He was determined to trade his life for Wang Sheng's.

With the support of immense magical power, the sword transformed into a giant sword tens of meters long and pressed down on Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng flashed forward, his spear snapped, and the giant sword flew backward.

He extended another finger and casually pointed, causing Old Wei's legs to burst into a bloody mist at the same time, and he knelt on the ground, unable to get up.

Wang Sheng sneered repeatedly, "You ants don't even have the right to hurt me, yet you dare to bark and howl in front of me."

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He stretched out his spear and pointed it at Old Wei's head.

"Hmph, so you're nothing special, Yu Changsheng's master. I'm not in a hurry to kill you. I want to kill you in front of Yu Changsheng."

"Only in this way can I quell the hatred in my heart."

Old Wei gritted his teeth and said, "Wang Sheng, kill me if you want, what are you talking about? Are you not killing me because you're afraid Yu Changsheng will avenge me?"

Wang Sheng's face twitched, and he was about to exert force with the spear in his hand.

Suddenly, a punch came from his side, and Wang Sheng quickly dodged.

The figure dragged Old Wei away and moved aside.

Who are you?

Wang Sheng frowned, looking at the other party without daring to be careless, because the aura emanating from the other party was not simple, at least at the late stage of the Purple Mansion realm.

The person was masked, and there seemed to be a restriction placed above them, so even with the most discerning eyes, their face could not be seen.

The sound was also muffled and unclear.

"Wang Sheng, you've gone too far this time."

"I'm being unreasonable? Who do you think you are, giving me the right to tell me what to do?"

Wang Sheng pointed his spear at the man and threatened, "I am the seventh holy son of the Sea Beast Heavenly Island. If you know what's good for you, put that man down and leave. I'll pretend nothing happened."

The man sneered, "With your status, you can't threaten me."

Then he looked around and saw that the entire Wanxiang Sect had completely fallen. Many disciples had died, and a small number had surrendered due to lack of resistance. The losses were heavy.

"Old Wei, given the situation here, I have too many concerns. I can only rescue you first."

Old Wei's breathing was weak; he could only nod slightly before fainting.

"court death!"

Wang Sheng let out a low shout and was about to rush towards the man, his spear pointing directly at Old Wei, intending to forcibly kill Old Wei from the man's grasp.

The man was unwilling to fight back and quickly retreated.

Wang was furious and missed his shot, so he immediately gave chase.

The two fought back and forth, constantly shifting and moving within the Wanxiang Sect, causing damage to many buildings.

Wang Sheng remained relentless, determined to kill Old Wei.

The man was also somewhat annoyed. He threw down a handful of copper coins, which transformed into palm-sized discs that shot towards Wang Sheng.

Just as they were about to collide, an explosion occurred, hindering Wang Sheng's progress.

Seeing that the person was running further and further away, Wang Sheng called out to the others but not to them.

This time, Wang Sheng led more than ten Purple Mansion True Monarchs under his command, and they all began to besiege him after he called upon them online.

That person still had the strength to deal with Wang Sheng alone, but when facing more than a dozen Purple Mansion True Monarchs at the same time, he began to struggle.

Wang Sheng caught up at this moment and, seeing the two old men, Wei and his companion, in dire straits, burst into wild laughter.

"You'll see what happens when you act so arrogantly in front of me! Kill him!"

The man gritted his teeth. At this moment, he wasn't worried about how to escape, but rather whether to reveal his identity and make Wang Sheng leave.

The man touched the mask on his face, then looked at the seriously injured and almost unconscious Old Wei, finding it difficult to make up his mind.

Attacks came from all sides, so the man had to dodge and weave, hoping to find a chance to escape.

But Wang Sheng would not give him another chance to escape, and charged forward with his spear in hand.

"Prepare to die!"

The man stepped on the tip of the spear, narrowly dodging the attack, but then more attacks came from all around. He was accidentally hit in the back and coughed up blood.

"Wang Sheng! I will never let you get away with this!"

Wang Sheng sneered, "You don't have that chance."

He raised his right hand and the golden spear grew larger and larger until it reached the sky. The golden spear, hundreds of meters long, was like a towering tree that pierced through the heavens and the earth.

"die!"

The enormous spear fell, unleashing an unparalleled pressure that shook the ground, caused the air to explode, and crushed all living things in the surrounding area with its immense pressure.

The man pointed to the sky and stomped on the ground. A white light flashed and then burst into a blazing ball of light.

Rumble.

The golden spear fell to the ground, the earth shattered, and the entire Myriad Manifestations Sect was reduced to a scene of utter devastation.

A huge, bottomless gash appeared in the ground.

In the darkness, a white light flickered, but gradually faded.

Old Wei and the other man lay in the pit, still unconscious.

Wang Sheng grinned wickedly, once again wielding his spear, ready to end the two men.

Just then, a crimson dragon-like flame shot out from the horizon, blocking the spear and sending it flying to the side.

Immediately afterwards, countless vines rose from the ground, covering the deep pit layer by layer, protecting the two men below.

The earth trembled, and the giant turtle surged up from the sea, creating towering waves that rushed towards Wang Sheng and his companions.

With a low hum, the giant shadow pounced and landed not far from Wang Sheng.

A figure flipped down and met Wang Sheng's eyes.

"Wang Sheng, you deserve to die!"

Seeing that the once thriving Wanxiang Sect was now completely destroyed, with the corpses of many disciples lying outside, it was a gruesome sight.

Countless disciples died and their cultivation vanished; even Elder Wei and another sealer were severely injured and unconscious.

All of this is thanks to Wang Sheng.

"Yu Changsheng!"

Yu Changsheng's face was deeply etched in Wang Sheng's mind. Whenever he thought of that face, Wang Sheng had to scratch his own skin to suppress the hatred in his heart.

Seeing this again with his own eyes, Wang Sheng could no longer suppress the hatred in his heart.

"Today, my eighteen Purple Mansion True Monarchs are determined to raze your Myriad Manifestations Sect to the ground and leave no survivors."

"As for you, hehe, I will capture you alive and use you as a cultivation vessel, subjecting you to endless suffering until I can quell the hatred in my heart!"

"Yu Changsheng, we're just practicing our skills. Can you stop us?"

Eighteen Purple Mansion True Lords, plus Wang Sheng, surrounded Yu Changsheng, each with a look of contempt on their face.

The way he looked at Yu Changsheng was as if he were looking at a dead man.

Yu Changsheng burst into laughter, the sound of which was particularly jarring to Wang Sheng, whose face twitched incessantly.

"With you all, I alone am enough."

Many disciples around had already seen Yu Changsheng and Wang Sheng confronting each other, and their eyes revealed hope.

"Look, it's Brother Changsheng!"

"Yu Changsheng is here! He's here to save us!"

"I can't believe he dared to come back at a time like this!"

"However, how could he possibly be a match for Wang Sheng on his own?" (End of Chapter)