Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

Chapter 971: Chapter 509: Assault on the Sect Gate (Part 2)

Gu Sheng and others advanced unimpeded, easily slaughtering the disciples of Qingxia Sect they encountered along the way, as if they were cutting fruits and vegetables.

"What’s going on? How did the prisoners from the Soul Refining Cave escape?"

A Qingxia Sect elder shouted in terror, his Flying Sword gleaming but unable to stop this group of people like vicious spirits.

"Quick! Report to the Sect Leader! Activate the Mountain Protection Array!"

Another elder paled, realizing the gravity of the situation. Each prisoner was once a formidable fighter, now imprisoned for many years, with accumulated resentment and anger capable of destroying everything.

Qingxia Sect descended into chaos.

Disciples fled everywhere, cries and screams echoing throughout the mountain gate.

Gu Sheng and others descended like tigers from the mountain, killing along the way, staining the Qingxia Sect’s bluestone road with blood.

The Mountain Protection Array finally activated.

A golden Light Screen enveloped the entire Qingxia Sect, keeping Gu Sheng and others out.

On the Light Screen, runes flowed, emanating a powerful pressure.

"Hmph, petty tricks!"

Gu Sheng sneered, the black small tripod in his hand expanded in the wind, growing to the size of a small mountain, and smashed into the Light Screen.

"Boom!"

A loud bang, the Light Screen rippled.

"Everyone attack together, break this turtle shell!"

Gu Sheng shouted, and everyone unleashed their Magical Treasures, bombarding furiously.

The golden light of the Mountain Protection Array, like a giant golden eggshell, firmly protected Qingxia Sect within.

Gu Sheng’s black small tripod crashed again and again, causing only ripples on the Light Screen, like stones thrown into a lake, creating circles of waves but unable to shake its foundation.

"Damn, this turtle shell is pretty tough!"

The one-eyed elder spat, his rusty longsword slashing heavily against the Light Screen, leaving only a shallow white mark.

"Gu Sheng, this can’t go on, the Mountain Protection Array draws Divine Power from Qingxia Mountain continuously, we can’t afford to waste time!"

A short, stout man with a fleshy face said hoarsely.

He was once a famous Artifact Refining Master, now haggard like a beggar.

A fierce determination flashed in Gu Sheng’s eyes, "Then break it together!"

He took a deep breath, the black small tripod hovered above his head, its body buzzing as if responding to his resolve.

"Everyone, channel your powers into me!"

Gu Sheng’s voice echoed like a bell at the mountain gate.

Hearing this, they hesitated no longer. They understood that only by joining forces could they break this Mountain Protection Array and avenge their grievances.

The one-eyed elder stepped forward first, plunging his longsword into the ground, both hands forming seals, a gray stream of energy surged from his body, injecting into Gu Sheng.

The stout man also sat cross-legged, chanting, a fiery red glow rising from his head, merging into Gu Sheng’s body.

Others followed suit, various colors intertwined like a rainbow, merging into Gu Sheng.

Gu Sheng felt waves of powerful energy infusing his body, his meridians swelling to the point of bursting.

He clenched his teeth, enduring the pain, channeling all the Divine Power into the black small tripod.

The black small tripod shone brightly, its size expanded again like a small mountain, countless ancient runes appeared on its body, emitting a chilling aura.

"Break!"

Gu Sheng roared, pushing his hands forward fiercely.

The black small tripod, carrying an earth-shattering force, crashed into the Light Screen.

"Boom!"

A deafening sound, the entire Qingxia Mountain trembled.

The golden Light Screen shook violently, appearing like spider web cracks.

"Again!"

Gu Sheng shouted once more, and everyone increased their power output.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

After repeated impacts, the golden Light Screen finally succumbed, with a "crack", completely shattered.

The Mountain Protection Array was destroyed!

Gu Sheng and others rushed into Qingxia Sect like tigers breaking free.

However, they were not met by panicked disciples, but by an elder with white attire and a celestial demeanor.

The elder stood with hands behind his back, floating in the air, eyes coldly watching them, his mouth curled in disdain.

"A bunch of ants dares to wreak havoc in my Qingxia Sect?"

A powerful pressure emanated from the elder, suffocating everyone.

Gu Sheng’s heart sank, recognizing this elder as the Sect Leader of Qingxia Sect—Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao, cultivation unfathomable, rumored to have reached the ninth level of the Other Shore Realm, just one step away from a higher realm.

"Ling Xiao, today is the day you die!"

Gu Sheng’s eyes blazed with hatred, the black small tripod flew out again, aiming at Ling Xiao.

However, Ling Xiao easily waved his hand, sending the black small tripod flying.

"Do you think you can kill me?" Ling Xiao sneered, "Today, I’ll show you what true power is!"

He extended his right hand, index and middle fingers folded together, pointing lightly at Gu Sheng and others.

A golden light shot from his fingertips, swift as lightning...

The golden light, like an arrow, aimed straight at Gu Sheng’s face.

At the brink of life and death, Gu Sheng felt time freeze, the golden light in his eyes magnifying infinitely, death’s shadow looming over him.

"Clang!"

A crisp metal clash sounded, the golden light blocked.

Unknown when, the stout man stood in front of Gu Sheng, holding a rusty shield.

Though worn, the shield was impregnable, firmly blocking Ling Xiao’s attack.

"You old fart, your opponent is me!"

The stout man spat blood, his once-clouded eyes now bright.

Ling Xiao dismissively smiled, "Overestimating yourself."

He waved his hand again, another golden light shot out, this time aimed at the stout man’s head.

"Your mother!"

The stout man shouted, channeling all his Divine Power into the shield.

"Boom!"

The golden light collided with the shield again, producing a deafening crash.

The stout man was blasted back, crashing heavily on the ground, spewing blood.

"How are you?!"

Gu Sheng rushed to the stout man’s side, eyes blazing.

The stout man struggled to sit up, wiping the blood from his mouth, grinned: "I’m fine, not dead...cough cough..."

Ling Xiao hovered in the air, overlooking everyone as though gazing at ants: "Whatever tricks you have, go ahead."

Gu Sheng roared, the black small tripod flew out once more, shrouded in black light like a demon from Hell, emanating a devouring force.

A tall woman held a Longsword, its blade gleaming coldly.

Her figure fluttered like a phantom, continually attacking Ling Xiao, seeking his weakness.

A frail youth played an ancient zither, fingers plucking strings emitting sound waves.

The sound waves, although intangible, contained immense energy, vibrating the surrounding air.

The others joined in, sword lights and shadow swords, colorful Spells blossoming like fireworks, turning the once clear sky into a fantastical scene.

"Petty tricks!"

Ling Xiao snorted disdainfully, his sleeve waved, an invisible force blocked all attacks.

He didn’t even move, like a majestic mountain, unmoved by any storm.

"This old bastard is really tough!"

The stout man clutched his chest, the blood at his mouth not yet wiped, cursing.

"Stop talking, keep going!"

Gu Sheng gritted his teeth, knowing that today is a matter of life and death, no retreat.

The ensuing battle became nearly a one-sided massacre.

Ling Xiao, leading the Qingxia Sect’s elders, easily resisted the attacks, handling them with ease.

Every move he made carried overwhelming force, leaving everyone struggling.

"This won’t work, we can’t even hurt him!"

A gaunt, pale-faced man said.