Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

Chapter 1273 - 660: All Together (Part 2)

Daoist Guanyu’s sword light sliced through the blood mist, but it only extinguished a small portion; the majority of the blood mist had already escaped a hundred zhang away.

"Interesting."

Daoist Guanyu did not pursue but instead turned to look toward the direction of the cave.

"However, your lives mean nothing to me. The important one is that kid, Gu Sheng."

Deep inside the cave, Gu Sheng sat cross-legged, surrounded by a faint wave of Spiritual Power.

Outside, the earth-shaking disturbances continued, causing rocks to tumble from the ceiling of the cave.

"Damn it, how did so many strong characters get drawn in..."

There was anxiety in Gu Sheng’s eyes.

"Even the Tianlan Grand Elder has personally stepped in..."

He touched the Divine Sword hidden in his chest.

Gu Sheng murmured to himself, "I must find a way to escape..."

"Fifth Brother, if this continues, our people won’t hold out!"

The Eighth Elder’s face was ashen, his long blade cleaving through an incoming Sword Qi, but his arm was already numb from the impact.

The Fifth Elder’s gaze was somber, scanning the battlefield.

The strong characters from Qinghe Sacred Land were continuously retreating, with several severely injured and fallen.

And in the distance, more powerful characters from other sacred lands were arriving.

"Hold on! The Great Elder is arriving soon!"

The Fifth Elder gritted his teeth and growled, his longsword suddenly bursting forth, forcing back an attacker attempting a sneak attack.

"Hahaha, Qinghe Sacred Land’s people, is this all you’ve got?"

A powerful character in a black robe sneered, his long whip lashing out, causing explosive sounds in the air.

"Courting death!"

The Fifth Elder’s eyes surged with killing intent, the sword light aimed straight at the opponent’s throat.

"Clang!"

Just as his sword edge was about to pierce the opponent’s throat, a crimson blade light sliced through the air, forcibly intercepting his sword momentum.

The Fifth Elder grunted, retreating several steps from the shock.

A red-haired man stood with a blade, a mocking smile on his lips.

"The people from Red Flame Sacred Land have arrived as well?"

The Fifth Elder’s heart sank.

"Fifth Brother, the situation is dire!"

The Eighth Elder quickly approached.

"Apart from Tianlan Sacred Land, even people from other sacred lands are interfering, our men simply can’t hold them back!"

The Fifth Elder’s peripheral vision glanced at Daoist Guanyu standing with hands behind his back in the distance.

"That old fox isn’t making a move, does he intend to reap the benefits?"

"Fifth Elder, our men are barely holding on!"

A strong character from Qinghe Sacred Land clutched his chest, shouting anxiously.

The Fifth Elder’s eyes were filled with fierce determination.

"Everyone, follow orders, tighten the defense, defend the cave entrance to the death! Just hold on a little longer, the Great Elder will arrive!"

"Yes!"

The people from Qinghe Sacred Land gritted their teeth in response, quickly gathering to form a defensive formation.

However, at this moment—

"Hah, waiting for your Great Elder?"

A cold voice suddenly rang out.

Daoist Guanyu was already standing in the center of the battlefield, holding a purple-red Spirit Sword, his gaze scanning the entire scene coldly.

"Elder Guanyu!"

The Fifth Elder’s pupils contracted, alarm bells ringing in his heart.

Daoist Guanyu ignored him.

"Everyone, if you don’t make a move, Qinghe Sacred Land’s Great Elder and Holy Master will soon arrive."

"What?!"

As these words were spoken, those originally engaged in chaotic battle instantly separated, each retreating a few steps warily.

"Elder Guanyu, stop using crafty words to confuse people!"

The Eighth Elder roared in anger, veins popping on his forehead.

"Qinghe Sacred Land’s Holy Master is of such status, how could he personally intervene?"

"Is that so?"

Daoist Guanyu coldly laughed, his withered right hand extended from his sleeve, grasping to peel away a barely perceptible aura from the turbulent Void.

"Buzz—"

He infused Spiritual Power into his palm, and that aura instantly erupted.

Terrifying aura swept the surroundings, not at all inferior to Daoist Guanyu himself, even more fierce, unfamiliar!

"This is..." The powerful character from Red Flame Sacred Land’s face changed suddenly.

"Another aura of Elder Level?!"

"Qinghe Sacred Land’s Great Elder is quickly approaching!"

Daoist Guanyu stated coldly.

"Furthermore, the Holy Master’s aura is also closing in!"

"Damn it!"

A strong character from Mystic Ice Sacred Land gritted his teeth.

"We can’t delay any longer!"

"Make your move!"

The red-haired man shouted fiercely, and the flames on his long blade surged up.

"Capture Gu Sheng first!"

"Stop them!"

The Fifth Elder roared in anger, and the people of Qinghe Holy Land instantly unleashed all their Spiritual Power, resisting desperately.

The strongmen from other sacred lands had already reached a consensus.

Before the true great power of Qinghe Holy Land arrived, they must catch Gu Sheng!

"Daoist Guanyu, you bully too much!"

The Fifth Elder of Qinghe Holy Land, hair and beard bristling, eyes burning with rage.

"Fifth Elder, why get angry?"

Daoist Guanyu, the Grand Elder of Tianlan Holy Land, held gently trembling blue threads in his hands, with a faint smirk on his face.

"I am merely helping fellow Daoists to face reality.

Gu Sheng possesses a precious treasure; if he escapes into the depths of Qinghe Holy Land, it will be difficult for us to recover him."

"Nonsense!"

The Eighth Elder of Qinghe shouted angrily.

"Clearly, your Tianlan Holy Land wants to monopolize the treasure, dragging the other sacred lands into it!"

"Eighth Elder, you are mistaken."

An elder from Mystic Ice Sacred Land stepped forward, cold air around him congealing into frost.

"Daoist Guanyu makes a valid point. If Gu Sheng escapes into your Qinghe Holy Land, we truly will have no further opportunities."

"Indeed!"

Two elders from Heavenly Immortal Sacred Land spoke simultaneously.

"The Qinghe Great Elder will soon arrive, so we must capture Gu Sheng before then!"

The Fifth Elder’s face was ashen like iron, sensing six powerful presences gathering outside the array.

Five dazzling beams of light descended from the sky, violently crashing onto Qinghe Holy Land’s Mountain Protection Array.

The light screen of the array trembled violently, letting out a mournful cry under the unbearable pressure.

"Damn it! They actually dare to take action!"

The Fifth Elder’s face darkened.

The Eighth Elder beside him also looked displeased.

"Fifth Brother, we miscalculated."

The Eighth Elder gritted his teeth.

"Tianlan’s old scoundrel actually convinced the other four sacred lands to join forces against us!"

A gleam of resolve appeared in the Fifth Elder’s eyes.

"Hmph, Old Eight, prepare to fight!"

Before his voice fell, another earth-shattering roar echoed.

The attacks from the Five Great Sacred Lands were relentless, with cracks rapidly spreading across the Mountain Protection Array’s surface.

"It’s no use— the Mountain Protection Array can’t hold!"

A disciple cried out in fear.

The Fifth Elder’s eyes flashed. He suddenly pulled out an item from his chest.

"Since it’s come to this, let them witness the depth of Qinghe Holy Land!"

The Fifth Elder took a deep breath, channeling his Spiritual Power into the Treasure Tower.

"Black Profound Sky Tower, rise!"

With a powerful shout, the black treasure tower expanded in the wind, transforming into an enormous hundred-meter-tall structure in the blink of an eye, thundering down before everyone.

The tower emitted a deep glow, countless runes circulating, instantly forming a massive array barrier that enveloped the people of Qinghe Holy Land along with the mountain peak behind them.

"Crack—"

A startling sound of breaking echoed, and obvious cracks appeared on the freshly formed barrier.

"How is this possible?"

The Fifth Elder’s face changed dramatically.

"The defense of Black Profound Sky Tower was broken in just one strike..."

"Hahaha, old fools of Qinghe Holy Land, did you think a single Magical Treasure could withstand the combined force of the Five Great Sacred Lands?"

The Grand Elder of Tianlan Holy Land’s mad laughter echoed from afar.

"Today marks the day your Qinghe Holy Land is erased!"

The Eighth Elder’s eyes widened in anger.

"Tianlan scoundrel, do not be so arrogant!"

The Fifth Elder remained much calmer than the Eighth Elder.

"Everyone, do not panic. With this tower, it can hold until the Great Elder arrives to support us."

Speaking, he formed seals with his hands, pouring Spiritual Power into the black tower.

The runes on the tower body burst with light, repairing the cracks on the barrier at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hmph, your struggles are futile!"

The Grand Elder of Tianlan snorted coldly.

"Fellow Daoists, no need to hold back, let us all strike together!"

The two elders from Heavenly Immortal Sacred Land stepped forward.

One of them formed techniques with his hands, countless spots of light emerging around him.

"Heavenly Immortal Secret Technique·Star River Fall!"

Countless spots of light quickly condensed into a dazzling star river, crashing down fiercely onto the black tower’s barrier.

The other elder took out an ancient copper mirror, its surface reflecting a blinding golden light.

The two attacks landed almost simultaneously on the barrier, causing the entire black tower to shake violently.

Dozens of cracks appeared on the barrier’s surface.