155: He's still a young man after all.

Originally, no one knew about the existence behind the ghost gate except Chen Heng.

It wasn't because he wanted to keep it a secret, but because there was no benefit in them knowing.

Although Bai Jun was a bit weak, he could at least help clear out the miscellaneous soldiers.

Once the people in the gang knew that the Main Altar of the Wutong Cult was nearby, it would only cause more trouble with no help whatsoever.

Even top masters in the gang like Qi Longhu and Gou Longxun were no match for those weak Elder.

Chen Heng didn't need anyone to hold him back; what he needed was a useful helper.

Bai Jun was very good.

"Once we go in, be extremely careful. Those cultists can't be killed in one go."

"Conservatively, they'll revive three to five times, so don't capsize in the gutter."

"Also, if you encounter an unbeatable opponent, don't force it."

"You're there to help me, not to die."

"Understood?"

This kid Bai Jun's temper was becoming more and more like his, so some instructions were necessary.

Could it be that pets really take after their owners?

"Understood, Big Brother Chen!" Bai Jun nodded, though it was unclear how much he had actually taken in.

Standing before the dry well, Chen Heng took a deep breath.

"Finally, the last scourge is about to be eradicated by me."

The next moment, Chen Heng jumped directly into the dry well and entered the ghost gate.

Bai Jun followed closely behind, not at all worried about any unexpected situations occurring.

After all, with Chen Heng there, accidents were unlikely to happen.

Passing through the ghost gate, an extremely strong smell of blood rushed into his nostrils.

"What's going on? The smell of blood wasn't this strong before?"

Frowning, Chen Heng concentrated his Qi and blood in his five senses, carefully perceiving the changes around him.

"It's so dark." Bai Jun was different from Chen Heng; he didn't have such sensitive five senses, making it impossible to move an inch in this completely dark environment.

"The situation has changed; we need to act quickly!"

Although Chen Heng didn't know why the smell of blood in the grotto had suddenly intensified, it was definitely not a good sign.

"Big Brother Chen, I can't see anything, what should I do?"

Bai Jun finally found Chen Heng, standing beside him and asking with some difficulty.

"You don't need to worry about that. Take me up into the air."

Chen Heng patted Bai Jun's shoulder. Bai Jun understood, drew his startling swan sword, and rose into the air with it.

"Fly that way; I'll guide you."

Chen Heng pointed towards the location of the Wutong Sect a location within the Cult, drew his thousand-year profound iron spear, and took a deep breath.

Although Bai Jun didn't know what was over there, he trusted Chen Heng's words one hundred percent.

Bai Jun stood at the very end of the startling swan sword, while Chen Heng sat on the body of the startling swan sword.

With a whoosh, the two flew in the direction Chen Heng indicated.

On the startling swan sword, Chen Heng closed his eyes, adjusting his physical state.

Indestructible Golden Body, activate!

Clang, clang, clang, clang!

Five layers of golden patterns appeared on Chen Heng's body surface, and a series of ancient bell chimes rang out.

The five layers of golden patterns finally converged on Chen Heng's forehead, forming a golden swastika symbol.

This was the first time Chen Heng had truly operated the Indestructible Golden Body with full power.

Before, he had always driven it by instinct, rarely actively activating the Indestructible Golden Body.

But today was different; he wasn't facing one or two, ten or eight enemies today.

Instead, it was a huge a location within the Cult, a cult that had been passed down for hundreds of years.

"Buddhist Cultivation Technique?" Bai Jun murmured to himself, looking at the golden-glowing Chen Heng.

"Bai Jun, hold steady, I'm going to release my body."

After speaking, Chen Heng directly released the restraints on his body.

His body rapidly expanded, soon reaching a height of nearly four meters.

Seeing this, Bai Jun quickly urged the startling swan sword to enlarge by two circles, otherwise both of them would fall down.

Just then, in a hidden corner below the startling swan sword.

"What is that?" A black-robed man looked up at the sky.

"It looks like a Flying Sword?" Another person also frowned and looked up at the sky.

"No, their direction seems to be the Main Altar of the Wutong Cult!"

"Is it a Disciple from some Dao Sect coming to exterminate demons?"

"Never mind who it is for now, go report to Lord Bronze Blade first!"

The members of Qianfa Tower were momentarily flustered; they hadn't expected that someone else would know about this underground grotto.

And their target was also the Wutong Sect, just like theirs.

Chen Heng on the Flying Sword glanced downwards. He naturally noticed these people, but didn't take them seriously.

These people didn't have the unique stench of those cultists, so they weren't his enemies.

Moreover, their Qi and blood were surging, so they should also be martial artists.

"Why are there martial artists appearing here?"

"Forget it, I won't think about it for now."

Shaking his head, Chen Heng cast aside those jumbled thoughts; he had to concentrate now.

"Eh?" Bai Jun poked his head out from behind Chen Heng, looking at the Wutong Sect a location within the Cult three miles away.

"Big Brother Chen, don't tell me your target is that thing?"

Bai Jun swallowed, asking somewhat nervously.

"Yes, it is." Chen Heng nodded and stood up from the Flying Sword.

"No way! That a location within the Cult is even bigger than Qiyang City, how are we going to fight it?"

Bai Jun was a bit flustered; he hadn't expected the "small problem" Big Brother Chen mentioned to be such a huge a location within the Cult!

"It's not a big problem. You're responsible for dealing with the miscellaneous soldiers."

"All the Elder will be handled by me."

"But, such a huge a location within the Cult, do we really have to kill everyone?"

Bai Jun hesitated; he found it hard to do.

"What if there are innocents inside..."

"There isn't a single innocent person inside!" Chen Heng turned to look at Bai Jun.

"You pride yourself on acting righteously, but do you truly know what these cults have done?"

"How can you have pity for them?"

"Then what exactly did they do?" Bai Jun grew up in the True Immortal Sect since childhood, and later spent several years in the godforsaken Wuwu Mountain.

He was basically ignorant of the Wutong Sect's actions.

"They eat people, use living people, ordinary people as human sacrifices for live offerings."

"Every cultist here has used human sacrifices."

"Do you think these people are worth your pity?"

"Human sacrifices!?" Bai Jun exclaimed. He knew about this extremely cruel form of sacrifice.

"I understand." Bai Jun nodded, his eyes becoming incredibly firm.

"I will kill all these beasts so they have no chance to go out and harm the world again!"

"Good that you understand." Chen Heng was a bit surprised, not expecting Bai Jun's change of mind to be so quick.

"I'll make the first move. You're responsible for the stragglers and miscellaneous soldiers who escape from inside."

"Alright!" All confusion vanished from Bai Jun's eyes, and he pulled out three blood and qi replenishing pills and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Hmph..." Chen Heng took a deep breath, gripping the thousand-year profound iron spear with one hand.

The original golden patterns on the spear body turned blood-red, and the entire long spear seemed to come alive.

His entire arm swelled by a circle, and snake-like blood vessels wriggled beneath his skin.

His body arched backward like a spring, filled with the power to split mountains and cleave the earth.

"Dragon Tiger Strength!"

Thirty times Dragon Tiger Strength! This was the highest multiplier Chen Heng could currently achieve!

"Watch closely, kid, this is my only long-range attack for now!"