126: Destroy the Weapon Refining Sect

As soon as he stepped in, alarms blared.

Various profound Restriction forces assailed him.

Creak, creak.

The immense pressure, like Mount Tai pressing down, made Gu Changsheng's shoulders crackle.

However, this slight pressure was like a gentle breeze to him, having no effect whatsoever.

Suddenly.

Boom, boom, boom—

Explosions erupted in quick succession, Spiritual Artifacts and Magic Treasures shattering one after another.

Gu Changsheng sneered, "This fellow... even activated a self-destruct Restriction before he died... Too bad, he ran into me."

A ball of Five Elements Restriction Breaking Divine Light gathered in his palm, transforming into countless raindrops that shot into the surrounding walls, immediately halting the self-destruct Restriction, and the pressure on his shoulders vanished like smoke.

The mist Formation dispersed, revealing the interior of the entire treasury.

Geng Metal, Water Mica, Ancient Bronze... countless precious Artifact Refining Materials were piled up like mountains.

Above, clouds of various colors floated.

Inside them were massive quantities of Magic Treasures and Magical Artifacts.

"Collect!"

A hint of joy appeared in Gu Changsheng's eyes as he waved his long sleeve, and an endless suction force emerged from it, devouring the surrounding items like an abyss.

He roughly estimated that after assembling ten thousand Flying Swords, there would still be plenty of Materials left.

Three breaths later, he stepped out of the treasury and looked towards the horizon.

He saw the demon statue open countless pores all over its body, and green poisonous mist spewed out, dyeing the entire sky a verdant green.

Visibly, the Black Dragon's body was stained with green, its aura weak, and its speed greatly reduced as it twisted and turned.

The entire Mystic Iron Meteor Mountain gradually melted, and large numbers of Cultivators on the ground, contaminated by the poisonous mist, wailed as they turned into verdant green liquid.

This was Heavenly Saint Child's poison-element Divine Ability—Emerald Sky.

"The Weapon Forging Sect annihilated the Tiansheng Sect, and Heavenly Saint Child, who was refined into a demon statue, then used his Divine Ability to slaughter the Weapon Forging Sect... In the grand scheme of things, it's a karmic retribution."

Suddenly, Gu Changsheng frowned, looking towards the horizon, where several powerful auras vaguely emerged from the Void Realm.

"Cave Profound Old Monster has arrived; I must leave... It's a pity about this mountain-shaped Spirit Treasure."

The value of a Spirit Treasure surpasses that of thousands of Magic Treasures.

Under the control of its artifact spirit, it could even act as half a Dongxuan Realm Cultivator.

Unfortunately, even though this mountain was contaminated with poisonous mist and its spiritual essence was dim, capturing the artifact spirit would still require considerable effort.

"Go."

Without further hesitation, the demon statue flew back into his ear, and Gu Changsheng transformed into a Five Elements Heaven Evasion Divine Light, soaring through the Void Realm.

Dozens of breaths later.

Several incomparably powerful auras appeared above the Weapon Forging Sect.

Looking at the shattered peaks, the ruined buildings, and the dead Disciples, Ancestral Master Lian Shan's eyes were bloodshot: "Villain! How dare you destroy my Sect and annihilate my Dao tradition.

I, Lian Shan, will pursue you even to the ends of the earth and kill you to inform our Ancestral Master's spirit in heaven!"

Ancestral Master Lian Shan's body surged with black Qi, and with a wave of his hand, the damaged and dim Mystic Iron Meteor Mountain transformed into a ray of light, landing in his palm.

A hint of greed flashed in the Extremely Evil Sect Leader's eyes.

A Spirit Treasure, even an Cave Profound Old Monster coveted it.

"Lian Shan, this villain's methods are ruthless, and he has now escaped without a trace. To pinpoint his location, my Nether Spring Great Method can help.

But the price..."

Ancestral Master Nether Spring smiled, stroking his beard unhurriedly.

Clatter—

A meteorite essence iron the size of a millstone landed before him.

"Is this enough?"

"Still a bit short..."

Ancestral Master Nether Spring glanced at it and said.

Another piece of Geng Metal Mother Gold the size of a fist appeared in the Void Realm.

Ancestral Master Nether Spring knew he couldn't push too hard, so he quickly pocketed it, beaming with a smile: "Easy to say, easy to say..."

Three breaths later, Ancestral Master Nether Spring looked to the southwest, pointing a finger: "The villain is currently... fleeing a thousand miles away..."

"Good, please assist me, both of you.

After the deed is done, I will certainly offer a price that will satisfy you two."

The Extremely Evil Sect Leader and Ancestral Master Nether Spring exchanged glances, agreed, and the three summoned a flying boat, streaking across the Void Realm.

Void Realm.

Gu Changsheng frowned slightly, pinching his fingers to perform divination, a hint of mockery appearing at the corner of his mouth: "They're really pursuing relentlessly... keeping quite close..."

His Five Elements Heaven Evasion Divine Light had reached the Perfection Realm, so he didn't fear the escape speed of an Cave Profound Old Monster at all.

Moreover, as long as he teleported back to Great Shang, with billions of miles separating the two places, no one would be able to pinpoint him.

A moment later, Gu Changsheng's eyes lit up.

In his Sea of Souls, the familiar sensation grew clearer.

In his vision, a Five Elements light flame streaked across the Void Realm, followed by many True Dan Cultivators flying on swords.

The leader was none other than Hegemon-Sword Ling Xiao of the Xianyun Sword Sect.

"Fellow Daoist of the Tiansheng Sect, why bother with futile efforts... This time, I won't Seal my cultivation anymore."

Lingxiao sneered leisurely.

Who would have thought that a Loose Cultivator market would unexpectedly discover a Heavenly Spiritual Root Cultivator of the Tiansheng Sect.

'The Tiansheng Sect is destroyed... Heavenly Saint Child is missing... The Nine Revolutions Golden Pill is, in all likelihood, on this Heavenly Spiritual Root.'

Lingxiao stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, his eyes burning with greed.

"Damn it!" Yuan Ci Avatar's face was gloomy, and suddenly, as if sensing something, he turned his head to look into the distance, where a scholar in white, like an Immortal, floated in mid-air.

"Main body!"

Gu Changsheng stepped forward, flashing before Yuan Ci Avatar, blocking the crowd.

"I am Lingxiao of the Xianyun Sword Sect. This person is a wanted criminal of our Sect. Your Excellency, do not get involved..."

Lingxiao narrowed his eyes, his words laced with threat.

"Noisy!"

Gu Changsheng snorted coldly, slapped his Yellow Jade Sword Gourd, and thousands of Flying Swords shot out, sealing the Void Realm and trapping everyone.

"Bastard! How dare you provoke my Xianyun Sword Sect!"

"Quickly release the Sword Formation, or we will extract your soul and refine your spirit, preventing you from ever reincarnating!"

"Courting death!"

The True Dan Cultivators of the Xianyun Sword Sect looked astonished. How could they not see the power of the Sword Formation? In their panic, they brought up their Sect to try and threaten him.

Clang—

A thousand swords merged into one, and a nine-headed Sword Dragon appeared in the Void Realm.

The dazzling Sword Qi Dragon Breath erupted, instantly obliterating everyone.

Pfft—

A streak of Escape Light shot out from the Sword Formation, speeding into the distance.

Lingxiao spat out a mouthful of blood, his face filled with shock and regret: "Cave Profound Old Monster... Damn it, he deliberately hid his cultivation... Truly damnable..."

The power of the Sword Formation far exceeded the limits of a True Dan Cultivator, making him suspect that Gu Changsheng had hidden his cultivation.

The next moment, Lingxiao was dumbfounded, stopping dead in his tracks.

A figure had appeared before him.

"Old Ancestor, spare my life!"

Lingxiao begged for mercy.

Clang—

A thick Sword Qi swept across his neck, blood gushed out, and a head fell into the Void Realm.

Gu Changsheng clapped his hands, and the Storage Pouches of the Cultivators flew into his grasp. He then flicked out a few fireballs to destroy the bodies and traces before leaving.

A moment later.

Ancestral Master Lian Shan and the others appeared at the scene.

Ancestral Master Nether Spring extracted a wisp of aura, cast a spell, and conjured a face.

"Xianyun Sword Sect... Lingxiao..."

"He is the personal Disciple of Golden Sword Old Monster of the Xianyun Sword Sect, possessing many life-saving items, and his cultivation is only a step away from the Dongxuan Realm.

Yet he was killed so easily."

The Extremely Evil Sect Leader frowned.

They had been tracking him for less than half an incense stick's time.

In such a short time, with such decisive methods, they honestly asked themselves if they could have been so swift.

"This villain... his cultivation is probably not weak..."

"Lian Shan, the agreed-upon reward must be increased by at least thirty percent."

Ancestral Master Lian Shan's heart was filled with resentment, and a roar almost burst forth, but he ultimately held it back, uttering a single word: "Good."

Ancestral Master Nether Spring performed a secret technique, attempting to deduce again, but his mind was a blank.

It was as if that wisp of aura simply did not exist in this world.

Three breaths later, he looked around in confusion.

He saw only swirling clouds, changing shapes, with no trace whatsoever.

Ancestral Master Nether Spring said blankly: "Damn it, I can't find this person's aura anymore..."

A desolate mountain.

The teleportation Formation lit up, and two figures emerged from it.

"It's still the aura of Great Shang; it makes one comfortable."

Gu Changsheng looked around; it was pitch black, and a poisonous gas swamp not far away gurgled with bubbles.

A nest of demonic snakes poked their heads out of the swamp, and as if sensing some terrifying aura, they suddenly submerged, drilling deep into the mud.