Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

Chapter 1472: Chapter 759: Your Performance Is Over

“Thud,” he fell to his knees on the ground, cold sweat pouring from his forehead.

“Pre… predecessor, spare me…”

He struggled to squeeze out a few words, feeling as if a mountain were crushing his shoulders.

Gu Sheng withdrew his pressure and spoke blandly.

“Open the Secret Realm.”

The martial artist crawled up, trembling, not daring to meet Gu Sheng’s eyes.

“Returning to predecessor, the ancestor… he just left…”

“I said, open the Secret Realm.”

Gu Sheng repeated, his tone alarmingly calm.

The martial artist gulped, catching a glimpse of a faint glow of dark green circulating in Gu Sheng’s sleeve, immediately recalling the rumors from the city earlier, scared out of his wits.

He had no doubt that if he dared utter half a word more, he’d turn into a dried corpse in an instant.

“Yes… yes! I will open it right away!”

He hurriedly pulled out a jade token, trembling as he pressed it against the stone stele at the entrance of the Secret Realm.

The stone stele emitted a dim white light, and a vortex-like Light Gate slowly formed.

Gu Sheng took out a token he had prepared in advance… a bone fragment engraved with strange runes, casually tossing it to the martial artist.

“This…”

The martial artist caught the bone fragment, his pupils suddenly contracting.

This was clearly a token only possessed by the core disciples of the Five Poison Sect! With the earlier rumors of the sub-branch being slaughtered in mind, his legs went weak and he nearly fell to his knees again.

Gu Sheng paid him no mind, directly heading towards the Light Gate.

Right before stepping in, he suddenly turned back.

“Today’s matter…”

The martial artist jolted.

“I saw nothing! If the ancestor inquires, just say… just say it was a masked senior who forced his way in!”

Gu Sheng’s lips curled slightly, his figure merging into the white light.

The Light Gate slowly closed, and the martial artist collapsed on the ground, his back soaked with cold sweat.

He touched the Communication Treasure in his embrace, hesitated repeatedly, but still dared not use it.

“I will speak when the ancestor returns…”

He comforted himself.

“Anyway, every time the Secret Realm is opened, there’s a record, no escape…”

As Gu Sheng stepped into the Secret Realm, his spiritual power unfolded like a tide, grasping all movements within a range of 1,300 zhang.

More than thirty martial artist presences were distinguishable in his Sea of Consciousness like fireflies in the dark night.

Among them, about ten carried distinctly sinister and poisonous qualities, like polluted spring water emitting nauseating fluctuations.

“Five Poison Divine Sect…”

Gu Sheng’s lips curled into a cold laugh, his eyes gleaming with icy light.

His figure flickered, disappearing like a ghost, swiftly heading towards the nearest poison technique’s presence.

The ancient trees within the Secret Realm sped past him, yet made no sound beneath his feet.

Deep within the valley, a martial artist of the Five Poison Divine Sect, dressed in a black robe, was sitting cross-legged on a green stone, hands forming seals, with a spirit grass emitting a ghostly blue glow floating before him.

The spirit grass was enveloped by a dark green poisonous fog, slowly being refined.

Suddenly, the black-robed martial artist opened his eyes abruptly, vigilantly scanning the surroundings.

“Who’s there?”

His answer was a black vine piercing through the air!

“Heavenly Demon Vine!”

Gu Sheng shouted coldly, more than ten vine branches attacked from different angles like living creatures, sealing off all escape routes for the black-robed martial artist.

“Looking for death!”

The black-robed martial artist shouted angrily, a long knife unsheathed at his waist, slashing like lightning at the nearest vine.

“Clang!”

The sound of metal clashing echoed, the long knife not only failed to sever the vine but was instead knocked out of his hand, a noticeable gap appearing on the blade.

“How is it possible?!”

The black-robed martial artist’s pupils contracted sharply, an incredulous expression appearing on his face.

In his moment of shock, more than ten vines had already wrapped around his limbs and torso.

The pain of barbs piercing into flesh caused him to emit a piercing scream, his robe instantly soaked with blood.

“Ah… who exactly are you…”

Gu Sheng walked out of the shadows at a leisurely pace, surrounded by a dense bloody aura, a faint apparition of a blood-red arrow floating behind him.

“Blood… Blood Soul Arrow?!”

The black-robed martial artist’s eyes widened, his voice trembling with fear.

“Did you kill the Blood Centipede Guardian?!”

Gu Sheng did not answer, merely looked coldly as the vines tightened.

The screams of the black-robed martial artist abruptly halted, his body withering visibly until it became a dried corpse.

“The first one.”

Gu Sheng withdrew the Heavenly Demon Vine, the dried corpse collapsed, turning into dust.

He closed his eyes to perceive, his spiritual power unfolding again, locking onto the next target.

In another area of the Secret Realm, three disciples of the Five Poison Divine Sect were walking together, cautiously observing their surroundings.

“I heard that the Blood Centipede Guardian has entered the Secret Realm, we need to find him quickly.”

The leading tall and thin man spoke softly.

“Senior brother, what do you think the Sect Hierarch sent us here for this time?”

Another asked.

The tall and thin man was about to answer but suddenly his face changed drastically.

“Watch out!”

However, the warning was already too late.

The ground suddenly cracked open, dozens of black vines shot out like venomous snakes, swiftly wrapping around the three of them.

“Who is it?!”

The tall and thin man shouted furiously, his entire body surging with poisonous fog, attempting to corrode the vines.

Yet the instant the poisonous fog touched the vines, it was completely absorbed.

What frightened him further was the familiar blood-colored patterns emerging on the vines.

“It’s… the Blood Centipede Guardian’s blood poison?!”

The tall and thin man’s voice trembled.

“Impossible…”

A figure emerged from behind a tree, Gu Sheng’s eyes flashing with cold light.

“You people of the Five Poison Divine Sect sure talk a lot of nonsense,”

“Did you kill the Blood Centipede Guardian?!”

The tall and thin man was filled with terror.

“Do you know the consequences of offending my Five Poison Divine Sect?!”

Gu Sheng sneered.

“Consequences? Like this.”

The vines suddenly tightened, the screams of the three were particularly piercing in the silent Secret Realm.

In just a few breaths, only three empty robes and some ashes remained on the ground.