107: Chapter 107 Heavenly Prison Steps Completed, My Extreme Speed ​​Before Nirvana Realm

"He was just personally killed by the Old Ancestor three days ago..."

As soon as Gu Han's fingertips touched the life origin crystal, the Heavenly Prison True Qi within his body suddenly rioted.

The massive blood energy sealed within the crystal transformed into nine blood pythons, surging madly along his Meridians into his Dantian.

A sinister arc spread across Gu Han's lips.

He slammed his five fingers shut, crushing the blood crystal into powder in his palm, while the violent torrent of blood energy was instantly shredded and devoured by the dark golden heavenly prison chains.

Gu Han's heavenly prison chains increased by two more in an instant.

"This Chu Tiankuo certainly knows how to act."

Gu Han flicked the residue off his hand and glanced down at Chu Ming, who was still kneeling on the ground.

He wanted to bluff Chu Ming a little more.

Immediately, his eyes turned as cold as frost, and the shadow of a blade appeared behind him.

"Is that the only thing?"

"Why does it look like there's more to it than that?"

"Worshipper Gu... please calm your anger!"

Chu Ming couldn't help but plead again.

"If you want me to calm down, tell me exactly what Chu Tiankuo instructed you to do."

Gu Han's eyes were like torches, shooting out cold glints, and his killing intent was so tangible that it made Chu Ming almost unable to breathe.

Chu Ming trembled all over, his face pale as paper, and bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down continuously, soaking his clothes.

"Worshipper Gu... I'll speak, I'll tell you everything!"

"The Old Ancestor... he really did tell me to monitor you, and to report your every move to him..."

Chu Ming's voice was filled with a crying tone, and he spoke extremely fast, fearing that if he was a step too slow, Gu Han would take his life.

"Hmph, just as I thought!"

Gu Han sneered, the cold glint in his eyes intensifying.

"This Old Churl Chu Tiankuo, acting one way to my face and another behind my back, actually daring to scheme against me!"

"Is he not afraid that I might wreak havoc on his Great Chu Imperial Family?"

Hearing this, Chu Ming shivered violently and hurriedly kowtowed like he was pounding garlic.

"Worshipper Gu, please calm your anger; the Old Ancestor... he is also doing this for the sake of the Imperial Family!"

"After all, your strength is too immense, and your origins are unknown; the Old Ancestor has no choice but to be on guard!"

"Guarding against me?"

A mocking smirk curled the corners of Gu Han's lips.

"If he truly had sincerity, why the need to monitor me?"

"If he truly wanted to recruit me, why would he be so petty?"

"This Old Churl just wants to use me!"

Chu Ming dared not respond, only kowtowing incessantly until his forehead was covered in blood, not daring to stop.

Gu Han glanced at him coldly and calculated in his heart.

"This Chu Tiankuo is quite a character, but unfortunately, he is far too cautious and suspicious."

"However, since he has given me the position of Zhenwu Division Commander and provided me with so many benefits,"

"if I don't take advantage of it, wouldn't that be a waste?"

"As for the monitoring..."

A cold smile curled the corners of Gu Han's lips, and he already had a plan in mind.

"Go back and tell Chu Tiankuo that since I, Gu Tian, have promised him, I will not go back on my word."

"However, if he dares to send people to monitor me again, or does anything detrimental to me..."

"Hmph, I, Gu Tian, am not a soft persimmon that anyone can knead!"

After saying this, Gu Han waved his sleeve, and a fierce wind swept up Chu Ming, throwing him out of the courtyard.

Chu Ming tumbled a few times in the air before stabilizing his posture. After landing, he dared not linger and scrambled away from the place.

Gu Han watched Chu Ming's retreating figure, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Chu Tiankuo, I hope you don't disappoint me..."

He muttered to himself, turned around, and returned to his room to continue studying the newly acquired blade technique and movement Martial Skill.

With the joy of the blade technique Martial Skill Fusion, Gu Han continued to research his movement technique.

At this moment, he was already impatient.

Seeing that there were nearly a hundred life origin crystals left, Gu Han did not hesitate to use them all.

The next morning, sunlight filtered through the clouds and spilled onto the great hall of the Zhenwu Division, draping the majestic building in a layer of golden radiance.

Gu Han, dressed in the magnificent attire of a Zhenwu Division Commander with a token at his waist, strode into the great hall.

After a night of Cultivate.

Gu Han successfully brought his movement technique to Perfection and fused it into the Heavenly Prison Steps.

With this, he pushed the Heavenly Prison Steps to the level of a Nirvana Realm movement technique in one go.

"With the Heavenly Prison Steps,"

"an old fart like Chu Tiankuo will never be able to catch up to me."

At this moment, officials of all levels of the Zhenwu Division were gathered in the great hall. Seeing Gu Han enter, they bowed one after another.

"Greetings, Commander!"

Gu Han nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the crowd before finally landing on Chu Tiankuo, who was in the main seat.

"Senior Chu, I wonder why you have gathered everyone today?"

Gu Han asked indifferently, his tone carrying a hint of detachment.

Chu Tiankuo smiled slightly, stood up from the main seat, and walked up to Gu Han.

"Commander Gu, gathering everyone today is to announce one thing."

"From today on, Worshipper Gu is the Commander of our Zhenwu Division, in charge of all affairs of the capital's Zhenwu Division!"

"Everyone must obey Worshipper Gu's orders and must not disobey!"

"Yes!"

Everyone answered in unison, their voices loud and resonant, shaking the great hall slightly.

A playful smile curled the corners of Gu Han's lips as his gaze swept over the crowd.

"Senior Chu, rest assured. Since I, Gu Tian, have taken on this position of Commander, I will certainly fulfill my duties and not fail the trust placed in me!"

"However, I am new here and not yet familiar with the affairs of the Zhenwu Division, so I will need everyone's assistance."

"That goes without saying!"

Chu Tiankuo laughed.

"Worshipper Gu, if you have any questions, feel free to ask. We will certainly tell you everything we know without holding anything back!"

"Good!"

Gu Han nodded, his gaze falling on a middle-aged man.

"Who is this?"

"Commander, I am the Deputy Commander of the Zhenwu Division, Zhao Wuji!"

The middle-aged man stepped forward, bowed, and his tone carried a hint of awe.

"Zhao Wuji?"

A cold smile curled the corners of Gu Han's lips, but he didn't say anything.

Just as Chu Tiankuo was about to continue the introduction, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Report!"

A bloody figure crashed through the hall door and stumbled onto the green jade floor tiles.

"Reporting to the esteemed adults,"

"Commander Yang... has passed away!"

"Along with the Zhenwu Guard he took with him, they have all died in battle."

The entire hall was in an uproar.

Gu Han feigned panic, but he knew all of this.

"Yang Qianjue has passed away?"

Chu Tiankuo's pupils constricted.

The Nirvana Realm pressure around his body was like a collapsing mountain, shaking all the officials in the hall to take half a step back.

One must know that Yang Qianjue was a sharp blade of the Zhenwu Division.

He had always been loyal to the Imperial Family.

"Bring in the body of Commander Yang!"

Upon hearing the order, several Zhenwu Guards immediately carried Yang Qianjue's shriveled corpse into the hall.

Within the great hall, blood energy permeated the air. Yang Qianjue's corpse lay quietly in the center, shriveled like dead wood, with strange blood veins covering his body.

Chu Tiankuo's expression was as gloomy as water, and the Nirvana Realm pressure around his body surged like a tangible force, making everyone unable to breathe.

"This is... the method of the Blood God Cult!"

A Zhenwu Guard suddenly exclaimed, his voice filled with a hint of fear.

"Blood God Cult?"

Chu Tiankuo's pupils constricted, his gaze like torches, staring fixedly at Yang Qianjue's corpse.

"Correct, it is indeed the Blood God Cult!"

Gu Han suddenly spoke, his tone carrying a hint of gravity.

"The blood veins on Commander Yang's body are the unique blood curse of the Blood God Cult."

"Once hit, all the essence and blood in one's body will be sucked dry, turning one into a dried corpse."