A moment later, the Jade Scroll emitted a faint glow, and Gong Xuefengâs weak voice came through.
"Northeast direction, thereâs a marker..."
Quan Yangping dragged his injured body toward the specified direction.
He found Gong Xuefeng healing in a cave behind a waterfall.
Gong Xuefengâs complexion was ashen, his right arm twisted unnaturally, and the front of his shirt was soaked with blood.
Hearing the sound, he suddenly opened his eyes and relaxed slightly upon seeing Quan Yangping.
"Gong!"
Quan Yangping fell to the ground.
"That Gu Sheng is simply not human! He was clearly about to die, how could he..."
"Shut up!"
Gong Xuefeng harshly reprimanded, which aggravated his injuries, causing him to cough up a mouthful of blood.
"I was careless... I didnât expect he had such a trump card."
Quan Yangpingâs eyes were filled with hatred.
"We must take revenge!"
Gong Xuefeng sneered coldly and took out a black Token from his bosom.
"Of course, weâll take revenge... but not now."
He stroked the eerie patterns on the Token.
"Iâve already thought of a way to deal with him..."
"What way?" Quan Yangping asked eagerly.
Gong Xuefeng did not answer, just closed his eyes and continued healing.
"First restore your Spiritual Power... youâll naturally know when the time comes."
Although full of doubts, Quan Yangping dared not say more and could only sit obediently to meditate.
...
Three days later, above Ten Thousand Ghost Ridge.
A man in black hovered in the Void, followed by five fierce cultivators.
These people were all at the Peak of the Earth Palace Realm but showed extreme respect before the man in black.
"Mo, ahead is Ten Thousand Ghost Ridge."
A cultivator carrying two swords spoke respectfully.
The man in black, Mo Wuheng, nodded slightly, his eyes full of killing intent.
"Gu Sheng..."
"Did you ever think thereâd be a day like this when you killed my brother?"
The five behind him were silent.
They knew Mo Wuhengâs temper; speaking more was useless.
"According to the intel, Gu Sheng should still be inside Ten Thousand Ghost Ridge." another cultivator said cautiously.
"But itâs said that Luotian Sectâs Gong Xuefeng is also here..."
Mo Wuheng sneered coldly.
"Gong Xuefeng? Just a worthless creature. He couldnât even handle an Earth Palace Realm youngster."
He waved his hand, and the group accelerated towards the depths of Ten Thousand Ghost Ridge.
"Brother, Iâll soon use Gu Shengâs head to honor you..."
Above Ten Thousand Ghost Ridge, a brilliant column of light soared into the sky. The Supreme Treasure Sword thrust into the firmament emitted a deafening Sword Qi.
The starry brilliance on the sword radiated like a galaxy waterfall, terrifying Sword Qi tearing the clouds within a hundred-mile radius to shreds.
"Itâs an Ancient Divine Weapon!"
An elder trembled with excitement.
"At least Holy Artifact Level!"
Greedy eyes shot from all directions, and dozens of figures rushed toward the column of light.
Some astute ones paused mid-air, watching coldly.
"Fools."
A cultivator in purple robes scoffed.
"Such a Divine Weapon canât be easily taken. Better to find that Gu Sheng kid first."
His words resonated with several people around him.
Compared to the elusive treasure sword, Gu Sheng, this "moving treasure vault," was evidently more practical.
Moreover, there was the Supreme Immortal Sectâs astronomical bounty.
...
At the periphery of Ten Thousand Ghost Ridge, a man and a woman stood in the air.
"Holy Daughter, be careful."
Dragon Palace frowned.
"This disturbance is too big; it might even agitate those old monsters."
Qinghe Saintess wore a white veil, revealing only a pair of clear eyes.
"Donât worry, brother; I have discretion."
Suddenly in the distance, a multicolored energy storm erupted, vibrating the ground.
"Is another Treasure emerging?"
Dragon Palace felt unsure.
Qinghe Saintessâs eyes flashed with sharp light.
"No, itâs the wave from a Magic Artifactâs self-detonation!"
The two transformed into streams of light, flying toward the explosion point.
...
"Cough, cough..."
Gu Sheng crawled out from the pile of rubble, looking extremely grim.
The explosion just now churned his Qi-Blood, aggravating his unhealed injuries by another third.
Ling Xiao ran over covered in dirt.
"Gu, this commotion..."
"Itâs Gong Xuefeng!"
Gu Sheng gritted his teeth.
"That scum deliberately detonated a Magic Artifact to draw others here!"
The sound of something breaking through the air was already approaching from afar. Gu Sheng decided immediately.
"Run!"
Just as they dashed out of the hiding pit, they bumped into two familiar figures.
"Can you escape?"
Gong Xuefeng smiled sinisterly, while Quan Yangping beside him held a blood-colored long knife, eyes full of venom.
Gu Shengâs pupils shrank.
Gong Xuefengâs aura was even colder and more eerie than three days ago, and his right arm was fully healed!
"To kill me, you even sacrificed your life-bound Magic Artifact?"
Gu Sheng sneered.
Gong Xuefeng didnât care, spreading his arms triumphantly.
"Itâs worth it! Listen, how many strong ones are coming toward us?"
"I want you to experience being hunted by thousands!"
"Madman!"
Ling Xiao cursed angrily.
Gu Sheng wasted no more words.
An ancient bronze bell phantom appeared above his head, the bell carved with mysterious runes, radiating an ancient and distant aura.
"Ancient Reincarnation Bell?!"
Gong Xuefengâs face changed drastically.
"How could you possibly refine it!"
"Dongââ"
The bell rang, its sound waves visibly spreading. Gong Xuefeng and Quan Yangping were hit like thunder, vomiting blood and flying back.
"Letâs move!"
Gu Sheng grabbed Ling Xiao and sped in the opposite direction.
Behind them came Gong Xuefengâs hysterical roar.
"Gu Sheng! You wonât escape!"
...
In mid-air, three figures suddenly halted.
"Itâs the aura of the Reincarnation Bell!"
The leading elderâs eyes shot with sharp light.
"Pursue!"
The trio changed direction, speeding to the point of creating sonic booms as they tore through the air.
Their cultivation far exceeded the Heavenly Palace Realm, closing the gap with Gu Sheng in the blink of an eye.
"Not good!"
Gu Sheng perceived the terrifying aura behind him with his Divine Sense, feeling despair.
At such a level, he could not possibly resist right now.
Ling Xiaoâs face was pale.
"Gu, split up!"
"No way!"