412: Chapter 412 Good Nutrients

Clack, clack.

The sound of the wooden fish pierced through the violent metal storm, carrying a rhythm with immense penetrative power, inching closer to the Law blind spot.

Gu Changsheng turned his entire being into a withered log devoid of life, nailing himself firmly in place.

The Wither-Prosper Death Qi completely locked down the Qi around his body, causing even his breathing to cease entirely.

The thick grey fog ahead was torn apart bit by bit.

A ragged ascetic monk walked over with great difficulty, braving the iron sand storm.

The monk was gaunt as a skeleton, his exposed skin covered in fine wounds sliced by the iron sand.

As soon as blood seeped out, it was instantly dried by the gale.

Yet he was completely unaware, striking a worn-out wooden fish with one hand, chanting a Buddhist name with every step he took.

Purple Mansion.

Gu Changsheng stood in the shadows, instantly seeing through the other's background.

In a death zone like the Sumeru Sand Sea, even a Purple Mansion Perfection Stage Cultivator would not dare to venture deep easily, yet this bald donkey dared to barge in alone.

The ascetic monk stopped his footsteps less than ten zhang away from the vacuum zone.

He stopped striking the wooden fish and looked up at the area of absolute silence ahead.

The violent iron sand storm reached this point and, as if hitting an invisible wall, hovered in mid-air in an extremely eerie manner.

The ascetic monk sensed something unusual.

He placed one hand vertically before his chest and sat down cross-legged.

A treasure wheel interwoven with five-colored brilliant light slowly emerged behind his head.

The treasure wheel rotated, and strands of extremely subtle investigative Qi spread along the ground toward the vacuum zone.

This bald donkey intended to use a Buddhist secret technique to peer into the underground.

Gu Changsheng raised his right hand slightly, the cyan-gold light at his fingertips hidden but ready to unleash.

Killing a Purple Mansion Initial Stage Cultivator was easier than crushing an ant for him.

However, Purple Mansion Cultivators all left soul lamps within their Sects.

Once this ascetic monk died here and the soul lamp extinguished, those dormant Golden Core old monsters in the Western Desert would immediately notice.

The taiyi gold mother had just been dug away, and the ruins of the Law underground still bore traces of the primordial wood.

If he attracted a Golden Core True Lord to investigate, it would inevitably lead to complications.

Stealing the item and running away was the safest calculation.

Gu Changsheng dispersed the killing move at his fingertips.

He forcibly merged the melody of the Soul-Guiding Melody into a wisp of breeze.

He flicked his finger.

This wisp of breeze silently pierced through the iron sand storm, bypassing the brilliant light protecting the ascetic monk's body.

It pierced into the other's spiritual terrace with extreme arrogance.

The ascetic monk's right hand, which was striking the wooden fish, suddenly froze in mid-air.

Gu Changsheng's vast Divine Thought descended with a boom along that wisp of breeze.

He didn't give the other party any chance to react at all.

He brutally shattered nearly half an hour of the ascetic monk's memories.

The memory fragments turned into specks of starlight within the spiritual terrace, directly erased by the melody of the Soul-Guiding Melody.

The ascetic monk's body trembled violently.

The five-colored treasure wheel behind his head instantly collapsed, turning into light spots that filled the sky and disappeared.

He sat blankly on the scorching hot iron sand.

After a full ten breaths, he stood up extremely slowly.

He raised his hand to touch his bald head, his consciousness appearing extremely confused.

"Who am I?"

"Why am I here?"

The ascetic monk looked around, watching the violent metal storm surrounding him, a flash of instinctive fear appearing in the depths of his eyes.

He couldn't recall at all how he had walked into this death zone.

The instinct to survive overwhelmed the desire to investigate.

The ascetic monk turned around, tucked the broken wooden fish into his bosom, and stumbled back against the storm.

He soon disappeared into the vast grey fog.

Gu Changsheng watched the retreating figure, his thin lips moving slightly, spilling a joyful chuckle.

Winning without bloodshed and retreating unscathed.

He reached out his hands, his ten fingers suddenly gripping the Void Realm ahead.

The Yuanmu Law erupted with a boom.

The indestructible Great Void barrier was brutally torn open by him, creating a crack a hundred zhang long.

Deep blue spatial turbulence poured in.

Gu Changsheng stepped into the crack in one stride.

The violent storm hit his green robes and was instantly assimilated into gentle Spiritual Qi.

The crack shrank rapidly and sealed completely.

The Sumeru Sand Sea returned to that extremely oppressive silence once again.

Yuanmu Grotto-Heaven, Main Peak Great Hall.

Gu Changsheng sat upright on the high throne, cyan and gold light circulating rapidly around his body.

He overlooked the vast Grotto-Heaven world below.

After hundreds of years of evolution, the immortal cultivation order established by A-Gu back then had long since birthed countless Sects of all sizes.

In order to fight for Spiritual Veins and resources, slaughter among the lower levels was happening every moment.

This cruel Law of the jungle was exactly what Gu Changsheng needed most.

Only constant death and Breakthroughs could give birth to the purest Power Of Will.

His gaze pierced through layers of clouds and landed on a dense forest in the extreme south.

Deep in the forest.

A young girl wearing a cyan combat outfit was running desperately.

Her body was covered in crisscrossing knife wounds, blood staining more than half of her clothes red.

Her left arm hung powerlessly at her side, clearly broken.

Her Qi Refining ninth-layer cultivation had been squeezed to the limit, and the mana in her Dantian was nearly exhausted.

"Run! Why aren't you running anymore?"

An extremely arrogant burst of laughter came from behind.

Three black-clad assassins at the late Qi Refining stage stepped on the treetops, trailing behind unhurriedly.

Just like a cat playing with a mouse, they were enjoying the prey's despair.

The girl rushed out of the dense forest, her feet suddenly stopping.

Ahead was a bottomless cliff, and below was a rushing underground river.

There was no way to retreat.

She turned around, her right hand gripping a longsword full of notches tightly.

Her chest heaved violently as she gasped for breath.

"Hand over that piece of Spiritual Root handed down by your Family, and we will leave your corpse intact."

The leading black-clad assassin landed on a boulder a zhang away, tossing the poison-tipped dagger in his hand.

"Dream on!"

The girl bit her tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood foam.

She would rather jump off the cliff and shatter her body to pieces than hand over the Family's supreme treasure to these enemies who slaughtered her entire Family.

The black-clad assassins lost their patience.

Killing intent erupted with a boom.

The three Cultivators cast incantations simultaneously.

Violent fire-attribute mana condensed into three giant fire pythons in mid-air.

Carrying a high temperature capable of incinerating everything, they pounced straight at the girl.

The girl closed her eyes in despair.

Above the clouds.

Gu Changsheng rested his chin on one hand, watching this scene with great interest.

The wood-attribute Spiritual Root within this girl was extremely pure, even faintly revealing a trait that resonated with the Yuanmu Law.

Her Aptitude was excellent; it would be a pity if she died.

Having nothing to do, he would treat it as adding some fun to this boring Grotto-Heaven daily routine.

Gu Changsheng flicked his finger.

A tiny drop of cyan-gold spiritual liquid peeled away from his fingertip.

This was a product of the primordial wood Origin diluted ten thousand times.

The spiritual liquid pierced through the clouds, turning into a streak of light invisible to the naked eye.

It smashed into the center of the girl's eyebrows with extreme precision.

Boom!

The girl's body shook violently.

Those three fire pythons, which were originally enough to burn her to ashes, stopped abruptly less than three chi away from her.

Immediately after, the fire pythons encountered some kind of extremely terrifying natural predator.

They shattered inch by inch, turning into sparks that filled the sky and dissipated.

The sinister grins on the faces of the three black-clad assassins instantly froze.

They discovered with horror that the surrounding wood-attribute Spiritual Qi had gone completely berserk.

The girl opened her eyes suddenly.

Her originally pitch-black eyes were now completely occupied by brilliant cyan-gold light.

The bones of her broken left arm made crisp clicking sounds, instantly reconstructing and healing.

Her shriveled Dantian was forcibly expanded by an extremely violent vitality that permeated with a sense of overriding all things.

The barrier of the ninth layer of Qi Refining didn't even last half a breath.

Crack.

The Realm shackles shattered on the spot.

Early Foundation Establishment Stage!

Middle Foundation Establishment Stage!

Her cultivation climbed frantically as if riding a rocket, only stopping barely at the Late Foundation Establishment Stage.

The girl herself was stunned by this great power that had descended from thin air.

But the hatred in her bones instantly gained the upper hand.

She raised her right hand and swung the longsword forward violently.

There was no need for any complex incantations.

"No!"

The assassins let out shrill screams.

In just three breaths.

The three Foundation Establishment Cultivators were completely sliced in half and crashed to the ground.

The crisis was resolved.

The girl looked blankly at the longsword in her hand, then at the corpses on the ground.

She suddenly tilted her head up, looking at the thick clouds above the Nine Heavens.

Although she couldn't see anything, she knew clearly which supreme existence had bestowed this fortune.

The girl's knees slammed heavily onto the hard rock.

She kowtowed frantically toward the sky.

Her forehead was bruised and bleeding, and blood stained the ground, but she was completely unaware.

Extreme fanaticism and piety turned into an extremely pure white Power Of Will.

Piercing through the clouds, it surged directly into the Main Peak Great Hall.

Gu Changsheng leaned on the throne and spread his arms.

That pure Power Of Will merged into his Golden Core without any obstruction.

"Decent nourishment."

Gu Changsheng greatly enjoyed this sense of being a high-and-mighty Dominator.

The living beings within the Grotto-Heaven were all his chess pieces and nourishment.

He put away his playful thoughts.

Gu Changsheng stood up from the throne.

He walked to the center of the great hall.

He grasped the air with his right hand.

A deep blue spatial fluctuation flashed.

The piece of taiyi gold mother, the size of a millstone, smashed onto the bluestone floor tiles with extreme weight.

Boom!

"It is time to refine my own True Treasure."