Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

Chapter 1241: Chapter 644: Let’s See Where You Run

"Makes sense."

The two continued forward, with Gu Sheng’s gaze constantly fixed on the Divine Sword in the distance.

The closer he got, the more he could feel the immense power contained within the sword.

"Almost there..."

Gu Sheng mumbled to himself.

Ling Xiao glanced at him and suddenly spoke.

"You seem to be quite obsessed with that sword?"

Gu Sheng didn’t deny it.

"It should rightfully belong to me.

The howling wind blew, and the mist in the depths of Ten Thousand Ghost Ridge writhed.

The two hung far behind the group of cultivators from the Luotian Sect.

"Can we really handle Long Yi?"

Gu Sheng asked in a low voice, somewhat worried.

The spiritual power within him was not flowing smoothly, and the sinister aura of Ten Thousand Ghost Ridge made him feel cold all over.

Ling Xiao’s lips curled into a confident arc.

"Don’t worry, even in the Tribulation Crossing Realm, strength isn’t the only factor that decides life and death here."

"Besides, I’m already prepared."

Ahead, the Luotian Sect’s team suddenly halted.

Long Yi raised his right hand, signaling everyone to be on guard.

"Something’s not right."

Long Yi said solemnly, scanning the surroundings with a sharp gaze.

"This place is too quiet."

Gu Sheng and Ling Xiao stopped, hiding behind a protruding rock.

Gu Sheng held his breath; he could feel the eerie aura emanating from the basin ahead, as if countless eyes were watching from the shadows.

"Brother, what is that place?"

Gu Sheng asked softly, pointing to the basin surrounded by stone pillars.

Ling Xiao squinted.

"Ancient texts mention the ’Ten Thousand Beasts Graveyard’ in Ten Thousand Ghost Ridge, reportedly a burial ground for primordial beasts from ancient times. Those stone pillars... are likely not mere decorations."

The Luotian Sect cultivators evidently noticed the anomaly too. A young cultivator nervously approached Long Yi.

"Brother Long, are we really going in? The mission is just to hunt Gu Sheng, no need to take risks..."

"Shut up!"

Long Yi interrupted coldly.

"Do you think the Sect Master sent us just for a Foundation Establishment Stage kid?"

"That Supreme Treasure Sword is the real target."

Another female cultivator frowned.

"But the Yin Qi here... it’s more than ten times denser than the perimeter. My spiritual power flow is affected."

Long Yi snorted.

"Form the ’Heaven and Earth Net Array,’ no one is to disperse. If we encounter danger, retreat immediately."

"Remember, if anyone falls behind, don’t blame me for being ruthless."

The Luotian Sect cultivators swiftly formed a circular formation, connecting their spiritual power, and slowly moved toward the basin.

"They’ve gone in."

Ling Xiao whispered.

"We’ll follow but keep our distance."

Gu Sheng swallowed hard.

"I feel as if those stone pillars... are watching us."

Ling Xiao placed a hand on Gu Sheng’s shoulder, speaking in a very low voice.

"This basin is an ancient mysterious array called the ’Soul Refining Tomb,’ a treasure land for ancient soul refiners. The patterns on those stone pillars are not decorations, but part of the array."

Gu Sheng felt warmth from the hand on his shoulder, helping him resist the chill of the basin.

Looking at the lifelike patterns of primordial beasts, his throat rolled.

"So that feeling of being watched..."

"The array is detecting the soul power strength of intruders."

Ling Xiao’s eyes shone with appreciation.

"Your perception of it shows your soul talent is quite good. Those lacking soul power here may suffer mental damage at best, or be utterly destroyed."

Gu Sheng nodded silently, with lessened wariness in his eyes.

He surveyed the surroundings and noticed the arrangement of the stone pillars seemed to imply a certain pattern, faintly outlining a vast array.

"I need your help."

Ling Xiao suddenly said, his eyes turning sharp.

"Lead the Luotian Sect people near that Taotie Stone Pillar."

Gu Sheng frowned.

"You want to use the array against them?"

"Smart."

Ling Xiao’s lips curled slightly.

"That Taotie Pillar is one of the array’s eyes. Once anyone steps within five meters of it, the ’Devouring Spirit’ effect is triggered. Even for someone in the Tribulation Crossing Realm, it’s enough to trouble them greatly."

Gu Sheng was silent for a moment, his gaze searching Ling Xiao’s face for something.

"How much confidence do you have?"

"Seventy to eighty percent."

Ling Xiao replied calmly.

"The array is ancient, its power may have weakened. But it’s enough to deal with a cultivator who has just entered the Tribulation Crossing Realm."

Determination flashed in Gu Sheng’s eyes.

"Alright, I trust you this time. How exactly should we proceed?"

Ling Xiao leaned in close to Gu Sheng’s ear, speaking in a voice as faint as mosquito buzz.

"In fifteen minutes, disguise yourself as the identity I gave you, and appear on their right flank. Long Yi will surely pursue you personally. You just need to lure him within five meters of the Taotie Pillar, then immediately retreat."

Ling Xiao took out a mask from his chest, as thin as a cicada’s wing.

"Wearing it can alter your aura and appearance, lasting for an hour."

Gu Sheng took the mask, feeling its icy touch.

Without hesitation, he pressed it onto his face, instantly feeling a strange energy envelop his entire body, even the fluctuation of his spiritual power became unfamiliar.

"Remember, the Taotie Pillar is at the northwest corner of the basin, with three blood-colored lines on its body."

Ling Xiao reminded him lastly.

"Once successful, immediately return to the withered Blood Cedar where we passed earlier."

Gu Sheng nodded, transformed into a wisp of smoke, and disappeared from the spot.

Ling Xiao watched the direction of his departure, a nearly imperceptible sense of weariness in his eyes, murmuring softly.

"Hope this time... succeeds."

The Luotian Sect team was cautiously advancing in the basin. Long Yi held the Soul Suppressing Bell, scanning the surroundings vigilantly.

"Brother Long, this ghostly place is too filled with Yin Qi, my spiritual power is depleting thirty percent faster than usual."

A tall, thin cultivator wiped cold sweat from his forehead, complaining.

Long Yi gave him a cold glance.

"Shut up. Think about that Supreme Treasure Sword, worth the risk."

In the center of the team, a beautiful female cultivator whispered.

"I heard Qinghe Holy Land has already sent people here. Can we really seize the treasure sword?"

"Hm, what about Qinghe Holy Land?"

Long Yi’s eyes burned with fervor.

"If we obtain this sword, why should our Luotian Sect care about their opinion? Even... replacing them isn’t impossible."

At these words, greed appeared in everyone’s eyes. In the Cultivation World, it’s survival of the fittest, and a Supreme Divine Weapon is enough to change the fate of a sect.

At that moment, Gong Xuefeng’s body suddenly stiffened, lowering his voice.

"Someone on the right!"

Everyone instantly tensed, looking in the direction Gong Xuefeng pointed.

Among the stone pillars a hundred meters away, a figure wearing a strange mask flickered.

Long Yi’s eyes turned fierce.

"Conceal your aura, surround and proceed!"

The Luotian Sect members immediately dispersed, quietly approaching the target.

Long Yi personally led two confidants, slowly advancing from the front.

Fifty meters... thirty meters... the distance was closing.

Long Yi finally saw the person clearly—a young man wearing a bronze mask, strikingly similar in stature to Gu Sheng, seemingly observing something while facing away from them.

"Take action!"

Long Yi suddenly shouted fiercely.

Six beams of spiritual power shot from different directions toward the target simultaneously.

The masked man seemed startled, only managing to dodge the vital areas in panic, but his left arm was brushed by a beam of spiritual power, immediately bleeding profusely.

"Gu Sheng! It really is you!"

Long Yi snarled, lunging forward.

Gu Sheng feigned panic, glanced at Long Yi, then turned and fled.

Deliberately suppressing his speed, ensuring the opponent couldn’t catch up but not letting the distance widen too much.

"Chase! Don’t let him escape!"

Long Yi was overjoyed, fully mobilizing his spiritual power to pursue.

Gu Sheng weaved agilely among the stone pillars, occasionally glancing back to ensure Long Yi was chasing closely.

His left arm wound burned fiercely, but at this moment, Gu Sheng’s mind was extraordinarily calm.

"You little scoundrel, let’s see where you run to!"

Long Yi roared furiously, striking with a palm, violent spiritual power breaking three stone pillars ahead at the waist.

Gu Sheng narrowly avoided, deliberately staggered slightly, provoking Long Yi to accelerate his pursuit with greater excitement.

The two engaged in pursuit and evasion, soon leaving the other Luotian Sect cultivators behind.

"Gu Sheng! You can’t escape!"

Long Yi’s roars echoed over the Ten Thousand Ghost Ridge, vibrations causing the surrounding stone pillars to tremble slightly.

With eyes blazing and breathing heavy like an ox, releasing the full pressure of the Tribulation Crossing Realm, dispersing Yin Qi within a hundred meters radius.

Gu Sheng continued weaving among the stone pillars.

The sleeve on his right arm long since shredded by Sword Qi, revealing a blood-streaked yet muscular arm.