327: Indiscriminate bombing, protective formation

Gu Jueshang was utterly indifferent, a terrifying killing intent flashing in his eyes; he had not forgotten his previous failures in the Sea of Silent Death and the attempt to kill with a borrowed knife.

For someone as deeply calculating and scheming as him, suffering two consecutive setbacks at the hands of one person was unacceptable.

This time, he would flatten the magnificent and extraordinary sect before him.

In those cages, Cang Lanwing and the others showed a hint of surprise; it seemed Gu Jueshang harbored considerable animosity towards this sect.

If nothing unexpected happened, starting from today, this sect would also vanish like smoke, becoming dust in history.

Alas.

They felt a sense of sorrow for a kindred spirit, but they were still somewhat curious about this sect.

After all, they recognized the cultivation of the two people at the mountain gate at a glance: one was at the early Heavenly Immortal stage, and the other was actually an Immortal Lord expert.

Although he was only at the early stage, was it not a bit outrageous for an expert of this level to guard the mountain gate?

Which Immortal Lord expert in the Hongtian Domain was not the head of a major sect or an ancestor of a powerful family?

When did they fall to the point of guarding a sect? The more they thought about it, the more terrifying it became.

What kind of scene must be inside that sect, and what level of experts were stationed there?

The Black Crow Daoist and Shi Zhenxiang exchanged glances, their expressions solemn, knowing that the invaders were beyond their ability to handle, and they could only wait for others within the sect to deal with them.

“Who are these insignificant nobodies, daring to act presumptuously at my Chang Sheng Sect?”

An extremely arrogant voice rang out as Chen Tiankuang, Big Yellow Dog, and others arrived. The former directly cursed, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, his face full of disdain.

Upon seeing Gu Jueshang, he feigned confusion and asked, “Who the hell are you? Looking for trouble, are we?”

“Heh heh.”

A cold glint shot from Gu Jueshang’s eyes, and he sneered, “Why the act? You must already know my identity, right?”

“I came here specifically for you!”

“Oh?”

“Why are you looking for your dad? This master doesn’t have time for you, get lost!”

Chen Tiankuang picked his nose, looking utterly unconcerned, which left Cang Lanwing and the others dumbfounded.

What the hell? Where did this street punk come from, so brazen and swaggering? Did he not know what a terrifying existence the person standing before him was?

“He is the World-Mixing Demon Lord!”

One of the two palace masters transmitted a message.

What?

This person was the legendary World-Mixing Demon Lord?

No wonder he looked fearless; it matched the rumors, but his cultivation was off.

This person was clearly an Immortal Lord at the peak stage. Although his aura indicated he had just recently advanced, he was not at the rumored mid-stage cultivation, was he?

The few of them fell silent for a moment, but even so, facing the Quasi Immortal King Gu Jueshang, they had no chance of victory, only a dead end.

“Sharp-tongued, indeed worthy of the World-Mixing Demon Lord. Although I don’t know why you broke through to the peak of the Immortal Lord stage in just ten short years, today, if I want you to die, you will die!”

Gu Jueshang’s tone was icy, mixed with a strong killing intent.

“Oh, really?”

“Then come bite me, you idiot!”

Chen Tiankuang was utterly reckless, showing no fear, which completely baffled Cang Lanwing and the others.

In their opinion, this behavior, apart from further enraging the opponent, was completely useless. Could it be that he truly wasn't afraid of death?

“Good, good, good!”

“It seems I’ve been too lenient.”

“Die!”

He stopped talking to the other party, as that was simply asking for trouble. A massive hand stretched across the sky, seemingly wanting to sweep away everything. A ten-thousand-zhang palm print enveloped the sky above Chang Sheng Sect, slowly descending.

Above the palm print, black qi surged, and a terrifying pressure spread, clearly intending to obliterate the entire sect with one blow.

Feeling the power that surpassed an Immortal Lord, Chen Tiankuang’s brow twitched. Although he was full of confidence, his heart still felt as if a dark cloud had settled over it.

He gained a deeper understanding of experts who had one foot in the Immortal King Realm and looked forward even more to the day he reached that stage himself.

Outside the Chang Sheng Sect, a formation materialized out of thin air. Brilliant divine light illuminated the surrounding sky, and an extremely profound aura enveloped it, firmly protecting the sect within.

Rumble.

The massive hand collided with the formation, emitting an earth-shattering roar. Space shattered, and the entire ground trembled.

But what made Gu Jueshang frown was that his palm print was unable to break through the formation’s defense; not even a single crack appeared.

Although it was just a casual strike from him, it was not something that anyone below the Quasi Immortal King stage could withstand.

His pale palm pressed downwards into the void, and the ten-thousand-zhang palm print also began to exert force, but the result remained unchanged.

The Chang Sheng Sect’s protective formation shifted from defense to offense, and a powerful rebound force shattered the ten-thousand-zhang palm print into nothingness.

Humph.

Seeing this, Gu Jueshang’s expression turned ugly. After a cold snort, his entire body erupted with vast power that swept across heaven and earth. He fiercely punched out, showing no mercy this time.

Crack.

Like a thunderclap, this punch darkened the heavens and earth. The surrounding space all shattered, and looking around, cracks spread like a spiderweb, leaving a scene of desolation.

Thud.

As the fist print landed on the formation, the heavens and earth began to shake, and terrifying aftershocks raged, enough to severely injure ordinary Immortal Lord experts.

But what made Gu Jueshang somewhat incredulous was that the formation remained perfectly intact. His attack seemed to land on cotton, unable to shake it in the slightest.

Cang Lanwing and the others were also profoundly shocked, their eyes fixed on the scene, their hearts churning with turbulent waves.

What was happening?

A Quasi Immortal King expert’s full-power attack was actually unable to break through a sect’s defensive formation. How was this possible?

Hiss, hiss, hiss.

They thought of a terrifying possibility: the person who set up this formation was a super powerful being who surpassed the Quasi Immortal King stage.

Chen Tiankuang squinted, momentarily unable to open his eyes due to the dazzling light. Then, seeing that the opponent could not break the formation, he burst into loud laughter.

“Is that all?”

“What are you pretending for, old man? I thought you were so strong. Standing right here, you can’t even touch a single hair on me!”

“Bah!”

He was incredibly excited and began to mock relentlessly.

“You’re asking for death!”

Gu Jueshang seemed unable to accept this fact, and a hint of vexation appeared on his usually calm face.

Immediately, he unleashed all his techniques, and a barrage of powerful attacks, even more formidable than before, rained down upon the great formation.

For a time, the terrifying fluctuations could even be felt throughout the entire Hongtian Domain. Many Immortal Lord-level experts looked in the direction of Qingming Continent with horrified expressions.

Yet, the Chang Sheng Sect stood firm like a green pine, unyielding. No matter how turbulent the waves outside the formation, inside the sect, it remained calm.

After a long while, Gu Jueshang finally stopped. His expression was frenzied, having lost his former composure of having everything under control, his face deeply grim.

“My goodness, this guy is absolutely insane!”

Chen Tiankuang and Big Yellow Dog exchanged glances, muttering softly.

Just as Gu Jueshang was about to speak, a calm voice came from within the Chang Sheng Sect, carrying the majestic power of the heavenly dao, like a decree from heaven.

“Have you had enough?”

“If so, you may die!”