118: Chapter 118 The Royal Family's Heaven-Trapping Array? Gu Han coldly sneers at the cage.

"Flowing Cloud Slash!"

The blade light transformed into a winding ribbon, pouring down like the Milky Way from the Nine Heavens, tearing through the night sky.

Twelve Mortal Transformation Realm death soldiers let out a sharp roar, and the blades in their hands slashed out in unison.

The deep blue blade Auras intertwined into an airtight net, attempting to trap Gu Han within it.

"Mantis trying to block a chariot!"

Gu Han's tone was icy, and his blade stance changed again.

"Frenzied Shadow Slash!"

The blade light suddenly accelerated, and the ribbon instantly transformed into countless violent blood-colored Dragon tornadoes.

Each one contained terrifying power capable of tearing through space. Wherever the blade shadows passed, the net crumbled inch by inch, and the deep blue blade Auras were shredded to pieces.

"Puff, puff, puff!"

The sounds of flesh tearing echoed one after another in the hall. The twelve Mortal Transformation Realm death soldiers screamed, their bodies flying backward like kites with broken strings, slamming heavily against the walls.

On their chests, deep, bone-revealing blade marks were shocking to the eye, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Gu Han did not stop, the tip of his blade pointing directly at Chu Li.

Chu Li was full of shock.

He never imagined that Gu Han's strength would be so terrifying; with just two slashes, he had severely injured all twelve Mortal Transformation Realm death soldiers.

One must know that when these twelve death soldiers joined forces, they could contend with an average Heavenly Human Realm existence.

Gu Han continued to step forward, his blade pointing directly at the center of Chu Li's brow, and a chilling intent instantly enveloped him.

However, the look of fear on Chu Li's face vanished in an instant, replaced by a trace of intrigued playfulness.

Not only did he not retreat, but he raised his chin, looking directly at the edge of Gu Han's blade.

"Commander Gu is truly worthy of his reputation!"

"No wonder the Old Ancestor holds you in such high regard."

Chu Li's voice carried a hint of hoarseness, yet it exuded an unusual fanaticism.

"To instantly heavily injure this Prince's twelve 'Shadow Blades,' your strength is sufficient to rival the Peak of the Heavenly Human Realm!"

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the groaning death soldiers on the ground, with not a shred of pity in his eyes, only admiration for Gu Han's strength.

"However, Commander Gu, do you know that in the capital, strength is not the only thing that matters!"

"In this world, one must have a background."

Chu Li sneered, his body unmoving, but an invisible Aura erupted from within him, surging toward Gu Han like a tide.

This Aura was not purely a suppression of cultivation.

It was more like the pressure formed by a superior who had long held a high position, mixed with the coldness of bloodshed and political intrigue.

"Since this Prince dared to invite Commander Gu to a banquet, how could I only have these 'Shadow Blades'?"

Chu Li's voice suddenly rose, each word like a blade.

"Gu Tian, do you think that by breaking this Prince's Blood Sacrifice Formation and injuring my men, you can leave unscathed?"

A cruel arc hooked at the corner of his mouth, and his gaze shifted from the long blade in Gu Han's hand.

It landed instead on the center of Gu Han's brow, as if that place was already destined to become his possession.

"This Prince will give you one more chance."

"Submit to me and become my sharp blade."

"When I ascend to the throne, at that time, the authority of the Zhenwu Division can be held by you!"

Chu Li's voice was full of temptation, like a devil's whisper.

Hearing this, the cold light in Gu Han's eyes intensified, the long blade in his hand trembling slightly, the light on its edge flickering uncertainly.

He retracted the blade that was pointing at Chu Li, the tip pointing obliquely at the ground, and sneered.

"Is the Second Prince talking in his sleep?"

"If His Majesty were to find out, you would surely find it hard to explain."

"Talking in my sleep?"

Chu Li laughed loudly, his voice carrying a touch of madness.

"Gu Tian, do you know where you are right now?"

"This is this Prince's mansion; this Prince can completely kill you."

"I can frame you for assassinating a Prince and colluding with the remnants of rebels."

"Tell me, who would His Majesty believe: me, or a dead man?"

He looked around, his gaze falling on the death soldiers Gu Han had injured.

He then swept over the fallen dancers, a flash of imperceptible malice appearing in his eyes.

"From the moment you stepped into this place, your life and death have been in this Prince's hands!"

"I intended to advise you kindly, but in return, I got your refusal to appreciate my kindness."

He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed at the void, and the entire hall was instantly shrouded in a layer of blue light.

On the light curtain, faint golden runes flowed, emitting a terrifying pressure.

"This... this is a Royal Formation!"

Chu Ming gasped, his voice filled with despair.

Gu Han's gaze narrowed; he sensed that this blue light curtain was not an ordinary Formation.

It contained extremely vast energy, enough to even make the Heavenly Prison True Qi within his body feel a hint of suppression.

"Gu Tian, do you believe this Prince's words now?"

Chu Li's mouth curled into a smug smile.

"This 'Heaven-Confining Earth-Locking Formation' is a life-saving measure bestowed upon me by the Emperor."

"Even a powerhouse at the Peak of the Heavenly Human Realm would not be able to break it easily!"

He stared intently at Gu Han, his tone full of confidence.

"No matter how strong your strength is, you will eventually be trapped here."

"Until you exhaust all your True Qi and become this Prince's prisoner."

Gu Han stood within the blue light curtain, his expression unchanged, instead smiling contemptuously as he looked directly at Chu Li.

"Heaven-Confining Earth-Locking Formation?"

"What big talk."

"Does the Second Prince really think that with such petty tricks, you can trap This Gu?"

The smugness in Chu Li's eyes deepened.

He no longer concealed that cruelty and malice, his voice carrying a hint of mockery like a cat playing with a mouse.

"Petty tricks?"

"Gu Tian, you might still be able to talk tough now, but soon you will be kneeling before this Prince, begging for mercy!"

He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed at the air toward Gu Han.

"Does Commander Gu remember the cup of wine you drank just now?"

Gu Han's gaze narrowed, and a cold light flashed deep within his pupils.

He naturally knew there was something wrong with the wine, but he had the Heavenly Prison True Qi protecting his body and was immune to all poisons; how could a mere Gu worm harm him?

"That wine contained more than just ordinary fine wine."

Chu Li's voice rose, carrying a hint of mad glee.

"This Prince prepared a grand gift specifically for you—the Heart-Devouring Gu."

He laughed wildly, pointing at Gu Han, his face full of twisted ferocity.

"This Gu is colorless and odorless; once it enters the body, it will merge into the Bloodline and erode the heart meridians."

"Without this Prince's antidote, the Heart-Devouring Gu will instantly erupt."

"Letting you taste the pain of ten thousand ants devouring your heart, and finally turning you into a pool of blood."

Chu Li walked toward Gu Han step by step, his smile becoming increasingly smug.

"Gu Tian, don't you feel a slight itch in your heart now?"

"Don't you feel that your True Qi circulation is somewhat sluggish?"

He seemed to have already seen Gu Han's miserable appearance, struggling in pain and begging for mercy on his knees.

Gu Han raised an eyebrow, a mocking arc appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Heart-Devouring Gu? The Second Prince is certainly well-prepared."

"You think too highly of This Gu."

"To have Your Highness go to such lengths to try to control This Gu, This Gu feels deeply honored."

The mocking arc at the corner of Gu Han's lips deepened, like an undercurrent surging beneath an abyss.

He did not respond to Chu Li's wild words, but simply raised his hand and lightly tapped his chest with his fingertip.

The next instant, a surge of majestic Heavenly Prison True Qi erupted from within his body like a burst dam, instantly washing through his limbs and bones.

That blood-colored Aura which Chu Li called the "Heart-Devouring Gu," under the impact of this extremely Yang and rigid True Qi, vanished and dissolved instantly like residual snow under the scorching sun.

A single drop of crimson blood, carrying a faint, imperceptible black light, was forced out from Gu Han's fingertip.