In the blood-colored flames, Gu Shengās eyes turned crimson, and his speed suddenly tripled!
He forcibly broke through numerous obstacles, charging to within a hundred meters of the Supreme Treasure Sword!
"Boom!"
A long dragonās roar suddenly echoed between heaven and earth.
Gu Sheng looked up to see both the sun and the moon appearing simultaneously above the sky.
The blazing sun of pure yang and the blood moon of utmost yin and evil reflected each other, casting down strange yet powerful energy.
"This is..."
Gu Shengās heart thumped wildly, as the soul body hovering above the treasure sword became incredibly clear, a strong call flooding his mind.
"Come... hurry over..."
This call made Gu Shengās blood boil all over, and he pressed down hard on his frantically beating heart, continuing forward under increasing pressure.
Every step felt like stepping on the tip of a knife.
"Senior Brother Wang! That kid is getting close to the treasure sword!"
The black-clad man urgently reminded, somewhat uneasy.
Wang Xiu Jie, however, sneered repeatedly.
"Afraid of what? With his measly cultivation, even if he gets the treasure sword, he canāt unleash its power!"
"But..."
Another cultivator hesitated.
"What if the treasure sword still holds energy..."
"Fool!"
Wang Xiu Jie sharply interrupted.
"A Divine Artifact of that level, his body canāt handle it at all! Forcing it will only make him explode!"
These words slightly reassured everyone, but they still eyed Gu Sheng with apprehension.
Seeing this, Wang Xiu Jieās tone grew more disdainful.
"What, scared by a dying man? Keep attacking! I want to see him crawl to hopeās final moment, then personally crush his dream!"
Attack after attack once again assailed Gu Sheng, now more ruthless.
Sword Qi, talismans, and spells rained down, making the Blood River churn incessantly.
Gu Sheng took several hits, his body bursting into blooms of blood.
Staggering a few steps, he stubbornly refused to fall, instead using the momentum to rush forward again.
"Hahaha! Look at that defeated dog!"
Wang Xiu Jieās followers laughed uproariously.
"Crawl! Keep crawling!"
The smell of blood stimulated Gu Shengās nose, and the fire of anger in his chest burned ever more fiercely.
He suddenly turned back, his bloodied face ferociously ghost-like.
"If I donāt die today... Iāll make you repay a hundredfold, a thousandfold!"
This icy, bone-chilling declaration abruptly silenced everyoneās laughter.
Inexplicably, though Gu Sheng was clearly at his limit, these words sent chills down their spines.
"Courting death!"
Wang Xiu Jie raged, slicing a ten-zhang Blade Aura with his golden long blade, striking Gu Shengās back!
"Slash!"
Gu Shengās back split open, revealing bones, blood gushing wildly.
He groaned, kneeling on one knee, yet stubbornly supported his body with both hands, refusing to collapse completely.
"Gu Sheng!"
In the distance, the Qinghe Saintess gasped, instinctively trying to rush over, but was yanked back by the Dragon Palace.
"Holy Daughter! Are you mad?" Dragon Palace hissed lowly.
"Going now is sending yourself to death!"
The Holy Daughter awoke as if from a dream, but the worry in her eyes couldnāt be hidden.
In the Blood River, Gu Sheng trembled as he stood, continuing to move toward the treasure sword.
Ninety meters, eighty meters, seventy meters... the distance kept shrinking!
At that moment, Lv Feng finally caught up with a group.
Unlike Wang Xiu Jieās group, they had no intention of playing; their moves were killing blows!
"Boom!"
A bright red Fire Whip lashed out, nearly severing Gu Sheng at the waist!
He barely sidestepped to avoid a fatal spot, but his left arm was slashed to a bloody mess.
"Lv Feng! What are you doing?"
Wang Xiu Jie roared angrily.
"He is my prey!"
Lv Feng sneered.
"Wang Xiu Jie, donāt think I donāt know what youāre plotting! Set up the array!"
At her command, cultivators from Qinghe Holy Land quickly formed a bizarre Battle Array, surprisingly seven parts similar to Wang Xiu Jieās!
"You learned my Supreme Immortal Sectās Battle Array?"
Wang Xiu Jieās face turned livid.
"Learn?"
Lv Feng sneered.
"That flawed array is worth learning?"
She suddenly turned to other cultivators, loudly proclaiming.
"Everyone! Wang Xiu Jieās array relies entirely on Spirit Stones; just drag it out until the Spirit Stones are exhausted, and the array will break itself!"
These words made Wang Xiu Jieās face change drastically.
"Bitch! Youāre seeking death!"
Ignoring Gu Sheng, he swung his golden long blade towards Lv Feng!
Lv Feng was prepared, dodging with movement technique, while continuing to provoke Wang Xiu Jie.
"What? Hit a sore spot? Everyone sees through your little schemes! Want to monopolize the secrets Gu Sheng holds?"
Wang Xiu Jie was seething with rage yet caught in a dilemma.
Pursuing Lv Feng would allow others to target Gu Sheng; not chasing would mean this woman would definitely ruin his plans!
As he hesitated, the arrayās golden light indeed began to falter, the Spirit Stone consumption clearly far exceeding expectations.
"Hahaha!"
Lv Feng laughed loudly.
"Wang Xiu Jie, your death is at hand!"
Her laughter completely ignited Wang Xiu Jieās fury.
"Lv Feng! You wretched woman will die horribly!"
One of Wang Xiu Jieās followers roared savagely, his longsword slicing as light shone frostily.
Another directly summoned a Magical Treasure, shouting harshly.
"Werenāt you abandoning us too during monster attacks? Now putting on this righteous act!"
Lv Fengās factionās cultivators smirked, paying no heed to these accusations.
Observing from afar, the Loose Cultivators and other power figures smiled schadenfreudely, hoping the two sides would mutually destroy each other.
"Fight, fight to the death!"
An eye-patched Loose Cultivator sinisterly muttered.
"Better all die and stop competing with me for opportunities!"
Wang Xiu Jieās fists clenched, crackling as if turning into tangible flames.
The black-clad man by his side lowered his voice.
"Senior Brother, the Spirit Stones can last at most for an hour..."
"Shut up!"
Wang Xiu Jie shouted fiercely.