Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

Chapter 1395 - 721: The Fate of Heaven and Earth Unsettled (Part 2)

The four incarnations occupied the four directions, and the energy spears in their hands were aimed at Gu Sheng’s vital spots.

"Gu, I dragged you into this!"

Situ Qingfeng’s eyes were blood-red as he tried to rush forward, but he was swept away several meters by the turbulent True Qi currents, landing heavily on the ground and coughing up blood.

Gu Sheng, however, stood motionless, his blood-soaked robe flapping in the energy storm.

His right arm was a bloody mess, the white bone faintly visible, yet his lips curled into a chilling arc.

"Facing death, you still dare to be arrogant!"

Shen Qingyun’s heart trembled inexplicably at the sight, but his grim smile grew even fiercer.

"Die for me!"

Four golden spears pierced through the air, creating small spatial distortions where they passed. This was a full strike from the Heavenly Martial Realm; under the suppression of the Secret Realm, no one should be able to withstand it!

Just as the spears were about to pierce Gu Sheng—

"Buzz!"

A deep, ancient cauldron sound echoed through heaven and earth, and a phantom of a giant three-legged cauldron appeared behind Gu Sheng. The cauldron bore nine dragons coiling around it, each scale shimmering with ancient runes. As soon as the four attacks touched the golden light at the cauldron’s mouth, they were completely swallowed like mud cows into the sea!

"What?!"

Shen Qingyun’s pupils shrank drastically, his grim smile frozen on his face.

The phantom of the Nine Dragon Universe Cauldron slowly rotated, the light at the cauldron’s mouth rolled back, pouring into Gu Sheng’s body.

His right arm’s flesh regenerated at an observable speed, skin covering bone, meridians reconnecting, restoring in an instant!

"This is impossible! Under the suppression of the Secret Realm, how can you..."

Shen Qingyun’s voice trembled, unconsciously stepping back half a step.

Gu Sheng slowly lifted his head, golden light bursting from his eyes.

"Shen Qingyun, do you know what it means to be a frog at the bottom of a well?"

Before the words fell, golden flames suddenly ignited around him, nine dragon-shaped Qi Forces bursting out from his body. The suppression force of the entire Secret Realm was forcibly broken, and Gu Sheng’s aura climbed step by step, instantly breaking through the shackles of the True Martial Realm!

"Nirvana Three Profound Changes: First Change!"

In the golden flames, Gu Sheng’s figure suddenly blurred.

Shen Qingyun only felt a flash before his eyes and then a heart-wrenching pain suddenly came from his left side—

"Ah!!"

Blood splattered, and a severed arm was flung high into the air.

Shen Qingyun screamed, retreating dozens of meters, the large wound on his left shoulder was horrifying.

His face turned pale as he fearfully looked at Gu Sheng, who had somehow appeared at his side, the longsword in Gu Sheng’s hand still dripping blood.

"Gale Seven Kills Sword, only the first sword has been unleashed."

Gu Sheng lightly turned his sword’s edge, golden flames flowing along the blade.

"There are six more; can you withstand them?"

Cold sweat broke out on Shen Qingyun’s forehead as he hurriedly reached for the jade pendant at his waist.

Gu Sheng’s eyes sharpened, ready to pursue, but saw Shen Qingyun suddenly crush a piece of green jade talisman.

"Gu Sheng! You’ll pay for this!"

Shen Qingyun’s voice raged with resentment as his figure began to blur.

"The Shen Family will surely avenge today’s enmity..."

"Trying to escape?"

Gu Sheng snorted coldly, the phantom of the Nine Dragon Universe Cauldron appearing again. But just as the cauldron’s golden light was about to envelop Shen Qingyun, he suddenly threw a black sphere.

"Watch out! It’s Destruction Origin!"

Situ Qingfeng struggled to rise, shouting hoarsely.

"It can trigger a Heavenly Martial Realm self-detonation!"

Gu Sheng’s heart rang with alarm, the Spiritual Embryo in his Sea of Consciousness suddenly trembled, and Yue Shen Gong’s voice rang out.

"Retreat! This thing can harm the Spiritual Embryo!"

"Situ, stop him!"

Gu Sheng roared, but moved towards the black sphere.

Situ Qingfeng hesitated for a split second, in which Shen Qingyun had completely vanished.

The black sphere drew a death trajectory in the air, its surface beginning to crack, terrifying energy fluctuations causing the whole Secret Realm to tremble.

Gu Sheng was still ten meters away from the sphere, his skin already cut with lines of blood from the energy spilling out.

"There’s no time..."

His pupils contracted, seeing the cracks on the sphere’s surface had spread to its core. At this distance, even the Nirvana Three Profound Changes couldn’t escape the explosion’s range!

In this critical moment—

"Stop."

A ethereal female voice suddenly resounded through the Secret Realm. Time seemed to stand still, and the orb that was about to explode bizarrely froze in mid-air, with the black light bursting from its surface crystallizing.

Gu Sheng turned his head in shock to see the temple doors mysteriously open. An indistinct female apparition stood at the entrance, raising her delicate hand, her fingertips flowing with enigmatic Daoist Rhythm.

Although the apparition’s face was blurry, it evoked an indescribable sense of familiarity.

"Mother...?"

Situ Qingfeng’s tears overflowed from his eyes.

He staggered forward but fell to his knees midway, his voice choked and incoherent.

"Is it really you?"

The female apparition didn’t answer, merely waved her hand gently.

The halted Destruction Origin began to reverse its rotation, all the excess energy being forcefully compressed back into its core, eventually transforming into a crystalline black gem that lightly floated into her palm.

"Qing Feng... you’ve grown up."

The apparition finally spoke, her voice seemingly from a distant time and space.

"Thank you, young friend, for protecting my child."

Suddenly, Gu Sheng’s Nine Dragon Universe Cauldron trembled of its own accord, the nine Golden Dragons on its body simultaneously opening their eyes.

He felt an unparalleled resonance, as if there was a connection between this apparition and the Treasure Cauldron.

"You honor me too much, elder."

Gu Sheng clasped his fists and bowed, but then suddenly groaned. The energy from the Heavenly Martial Incarnation surged within him, now pushing against the Xuanwu Realm bottleneck.

A fine Dragon Scale pattern appeared on his skin, and his breath became extremely unstable.

The female apparition let out a gentle "huh" and raised her hand, releasing a seven-colored radiance.

The light entered Gu Sheng’s forehead, and he immediately felt the boiling energy become subdued, orderly flowing through his meridians.

"Nine Dragons recognizing their master, truly extraordinary."

The apparition’s tone contained a hint of emotion.

"Alas, I am but a residual soul and cannot linger for long. Qing Feng, lead this young friend into the hall, the Venerable inheritance needs a place to belong."

Situ Qingfeng’s body trembled at her words.

"Mother! Don’t leave! These past twenty years I have..."

"Silly child."

The apparition shook her head gently, her form starting to fade.

"I perished long ago, this opportunity granted by the heavens to see you again is a blessing. Quickly enter the hall, my time... is running out."

Before her words finished, a deep rumble echoed from the depths of the Secret Realm. The ground trembled violently, stone steps before the hall crumbled, revealing a deep channel below.

A pressure more powerful than the Heavenly Martial Realm slowly awoke, and seven-colored radiance could be faintly seen flowing deep within the channel.

"It’s the Venerable Daoist Rhythm!"

Situ Qingfeng exclaimed.

"Mother, is this what you discovered back then..."

The residual soul apparition didn’t answer, only gazed lovingly at her son, then turned to Gu Sheng.

"Young friend, you have a fate with the Nine Dragon Cauldron, but the true test is yet to come. Remember, the universe is unsettled, and you and I... perhaps there will be another meeting."

With that, her figure disappeared like smoke, leaving only a crystalline teardrop suspended in mid-air, which ultimately fell into Situ Qingfeng’s palm.

"Mother——!"

Situ Qingfeng knelt and wept, yet that teardrop suddenly turned into a stream of light that entered his forehead.

He shuddered, Daoist Rhythm patterns similar to the residual soul appearing all around him.

Gu Sheng stood silently to the side, feeling the surging power within him. The Nine Dragon Universe Cauldron continued converting the Heavenly Martial Incarnation’s energy, his cultivation already halfway to the Xuanwu Realm. But what concerned him more was the last words of the residual soul—"

The universe is unsettled."

"Gu."

Situ Qingfeng abruptly stood, wiped away his tears, and his gaze became resolute.

"Let’s enter the hall. This is the chance my mother exchanged with her life, we must not waste it."

Gu Sheng nodded, casting his gaze toward the deep channel.

The Venerable pressure there made even his Spiritual Embryo quiver, but the Nine Dragon Cauldron emitted a wave of longing.

The ceiling of the great hall hung high, its walls filled with reliefs of birds and beasts, the floor paved with dark golden bricks, faintly gleaming with flowing light.

Most striking was the golden roc statue in the center of the hall, lifelike and seemingly poised to soar away at any moment.

The woman’s figure became semi-transparent, gathering like a wisp of smoke.

Her gaze was gentle as she looked at Situ Qingfeng, her red lips lightly parted.