Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

Chapter 1665: Chapter 845: Plaything (2)

Wherever he passed, the moisture in the air seemed to condense into frost, the temperature dropping suddenly! That aura of intense coldness that reached its peak intimidated everyone into closing their mouths, silent as cicadas in winter, only able to gaze with terror at this young man who returned as if carrying an endless storm.

Gu Sheng’s gaze was as ice-cold as eternal Mystic Ice, and he stepped into the entryway of the Gu Family Mansion.

As his gaze swept over the front courtyard’s scattered, mountain-like piles of corpses, the viscous blood that had completely dyed the ground red, and the horrific scene like a slaughterhouse, the chill surrounding him instantly transformed into an overwhelming fury!

A terrifying aura uncontrollably emanated from his body, causing the ground underfoot, along with the congealed blood and torn flesh, to tremble slightly! His fists clenched abruptly, his knuckles turning white from exertion, emitting a ”crackling” sound.

His gaze, as sharp as a blade, swiftly scanned the entire front yard, finally fixing on a figure slumped in a pool of blood, with vacant, dull eyes, as though his soul had already departed his body — it was the only survivor left, the Great Elder Gu Jianghe.

Gu Sheng’s form shifted, instantly appearing before Gu Jianghe.

He crouched down without hesitation, extending a finger that was surrounded by supremely pure Life Essence Qi, directly pointing at Gu Jianghe’s brow!

Simultaneously, a gentle yet resilient spiritual power, like a trickling stream, cautiously probed into Gu Jianghe’s Sea of Consciousness that had nearly collapsed due to excessive fear and shock, calming its violent spiritual fluctuations and helping him regain his senses.

Under the dual effect of Gu Sheng’s True Qi and spiritual power, Gu Jianghe’s vacant gaze finally regained a trace of vitality.

He raised his head in confusion, and when he clearly saw that the person before him was Gu Sheng, he reached out desperately, clutching Gu Sheng’s arm tightly, old tears streaming down his face, his voice hoarse and broken, filled with endless sadness.

”Second... Second young master! You... you have finally come back! It’s over... all over! The Gu family... the Gu family was attacked! The family head... the family head was taken by a black-clothed demon! Clan members... except for me, except for me... all... were killed, waaa...”

Despite having already suspected the worst, hearing this confirmation directly from Gu Jianghe caused the intent to kill in Gu Sheng’s eyes to become uncontrollable, surging and raging as if tangible!

Bang! An even more terrifying aura burst forth centered around him, making the entire yard’s ground tremble slightly yet distinctly, as though unable to withstand his overwhelming fury!

Emperor Sect! Gu family in Wuyun City!

Almost at the same time encountered disaster!

This was no coincidence! Surely it was the handiwork of the mastermind who destroyed the Emperor Sect!

”Who was it?”

Gu Sheng’s voice was icy without a trace of warmth, as if it came from the Nine Nether Abyss.

Gu Jianghe shuddered under the incitement of this murderous aura, swiftly recalling the words of the black-clothed young man before he left, and hurriedly narrated while sobbing.

”That... that demon said... said it was because you provoked his master, and this... this is your consequence! He also said... also said...”

”Said what?!”

Gu Sheng pressed urgently, each word carrying ice shards.

Gu Jianghe, trembling and using almost all his strength, spoke.

”He also said... if you want the family head to live, you must... you must appear on time at the Life and Death Arena half a month later, otherwise... you can expect to collect the family head’s corpse...”

”Life and Death Arena?”

Gu Sheng’s eyes emitted a cold light.

”Where is it?”

Gu Jianghe shook his head in confusion.

”He... he didn’t say... he only left that message and then took the family head away...”

”No information on the location?”

Gu Sheng’s voice was terrifyingly deep.

”No... none...”

Feeling Gu Sheng’s almost world-destroying intent to kill, Gu Jianghe fearfully lowered his head, then abruptly raised it again, clutching Gu Sheng’s sleeve, desperately pleading.

”Second young master! I beg you! You must rescue the family head! You must avenge the clan members who have died! The Gu family... the Gu family relies entirely on you!”

Just as Gu Jianghe finished speaking, an unexpected change occurred!

The voice of the previously vanished black-clothed young man suddenly echoed again, like a specter, mocking and derisive, reverberating above the bloody courtyard.

”Tsk tsk, Gu Sheng, you came quickly. Seems you’re quite satisfied with this ’gift’? Remember, your father Gu Lie is in my hands now. If you want to rescue him, half a month later, at three-quarter hour past noon promptly appear atop the Life and Death Arena on Broken Soul Cliff!

If you’re late, don’t expect a repeat chance! Of course, if you don’t dare to come, or you’re late... then be ready to collect your useless father’s incomplete corpse! Hahahahaha...”

The voice seemed to come from all directions, making it impossible to locate its source.

Gu Sheng’s gaze was as cold as an eternal abyss, he abruptly raised his head, his eyes like two beams of tangible lightning, scanning the Void, attempting to find the one who transmitted the voice or the traces they left.

”Where is my father imprisoned?”

He asked coldly, his voice extremely penetrative, attempting reverse tracing.

That jokey voice resounded again, laden with undisguised mockery.

”Where is he imprisoned? Naturally, it’s a secret! You’ll know as soon as you reach Broken Soul Cliff! For now? Just wait obediently! Remember, half a month, Broken Soul Cliff, Life and Death Arena! Otherwise, bear the consequences! Hahaha...”

As this final mocking laughter gradually vanished into the air, the residual spiritual fluctuations completely dissipated, leaving no trace.

”Bear the consequences?”

Gu Sheng repeated those four words in a low voice.

The next moment—

Bang!!!

Centering around his feet, a terrifying force erupted! The solid ground cracked instantaneously as if struck by a meteor, countless fissures wildly spreading like a spider web in all directions! The entire Gu Family courtyard trembled violently, as if an earthquake had occurred!

And Gu Sheng’s figure, amidst the swirling dust and blood droplets in the air, had instantly vanished!

Leaving behind the courtyard full of corpses and blood, and Gu Jianghe sitting slumped and torn between despair and hope, along with the courtyard’s center, the ghastly large fissure silently revealing the terrifying killing intent capable of destroying the world that had just erupted in that moment!

And Gu Sheng’s figure, amidst the swirling dust and blood droplets in the air, had instantly vanished! Leaving behind the courtyard full of corpses and blood, and Gu Jianghe sitting slumped and torn between despair and hope, along with the courtyard’s center, the ghastly large fissure silently revealing the terrifying killing intent capable of destroying the world that had just erupted in that moment!

Almost simultaneously with Gu Sheng’s figure disappearing, in the shadow of a secluded, unmanned alley several streets away from the Gu Family Mansion, the space subtly twisted, and a young, black-clothed figure slowly formed.

It was the same person who had transmitted the mocking voice earlier, or rather, it was a spiritual imprint avatar including his will and voice.

His face still held a cruel, taunting smile of someone whose plan had succeeded, ready to disperse this strand of spiritual power.

”Gu Sheng, oh Gu Sheng, no matter how talented you are, you’re merely a toy in my master’s hand... Hmm?”

He was inwardly reveling in his success when suddenly, from deep within his soul, an extreme sense of crisis like ice water was poured over him, causing his spiritual imprint to fluctuate violently!

He hadn’t even had time to react, let alone ponder where this crisis came from, when he felt a sword light, indescribable in speed, seemingly born from the Void, crossing the distance of space, and abruptly shining in his Perception!

Fast! Incomprehensibly fast!

Beyond the speed of thought!

The next instant, the black-clothed young man’s spiritual imprint avatar only felt a chill on his neck, his vision beginning to spin wildly.

He ”saw” a headless spiritual body slowly dispersing, its expression still frozen with the previous mockery and a trace of newly emerging astonishment.