173: Kill the Bullhorn Saints

"Revered Master..."

Le Xiaoyao, with only half his body remaining, murmured.

Gu Changsheng's face was grim. He reached out and sent out a profound light, which split into two and flowed into their bodies.

A rich healing power permeated their bodies, keeping them barely alive.

His gaze swept over the surroundings, seeing mountains of white bones: "After this battle, you two should have grown quite a bit... In the future, Profound Cave is within reach."

Immediately, his gaze turned to the burly man in the distance, a trace of Evil Qi in his eyes, and he said word by word: "I am most protective of my Disciples.

Whether you are from the Witch Clan or the Sacred Clan, if you harm my Disciple, you will pay the price..."

Clang—

He slapped his Sword Gourd, and countless Flying Swords, like swallows returning to the forest, shot out from the purple-gold gourd, circling the sky. A powerful Sword Formation power poured down, sealing off the surroundings.

Seeing this, Yi Wu's face darkened.

"This Extraterrestrial Demon... has the aura of 'Yi'..."

The Possession of a Witch Clan Great Witch by the Sacred Clan was a crucial secret. Once exposed, the Witch Clan's rebellion would likely ruin thousands of years of planning.

"This person must die."

A fierce glint flashed in Yi Wu's eyes. His chest heaved like a living creature, and his spine arched high.

Pfft—

The huge fleshy ball on his back burst, splattering foul-smelling fluid, and eight slender black tentacles emerged from it, wriggling in the Void Realm.

His aura surged upward.

Dongxuan Realm Late Stage... 'Hmm... it seems Sacred Clan beings are not a single species... However, their aura is exactly the same as the one-eyed shadow from before.'

Gu Changsheng seemed to have found a way to identify them. His eyes sharpened, and ten thousand Flying Swords in the Void Realm cut through the Void Realm, converging into a ferocious Sword Dragon that spanned heaven and earth.

Roar—

A sweep of its tail across the sky made the entire world seem to tilt, tearing open a huge rift through which clouds poured in.

Its speed was astonishingly fast!

Yi Wu's face darkened. The eight tentacles behind him extended and elongated, transforming into black metallic spirals, and then violently pierced into the Dragon's tail.

Clang—

An arc flashed across the sky. An extremely powerful figure flew out from the Dragon's head. Ten thousand Flying Swords seemed to suffer a heavy blow, clanging as they collided, their spiritual light dimming.

"Indeed, facing a Dongxuan Realm Late Stage expert, especially a Witch Clan member skilled in Body Refining, the power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation is gradually falling behind..."

"In that case, Old Ancestor, please turn around."

Gu Changsheng slapped his Sword Gourd, and the Sword Qi cultivated for a hundred years flew out from the purple-gold gourd, like a thin line across the sky, cutting through the Void Realm.

Zzz... zzz... A black, wriggling object fell to the ground, dripping foul-smelling black blood from its severed end.

Yi Wu's face was pale.

If he hadn't dodged in time, the injury would have been more than just a single tentacle.

"This Extraterrestrial Demon's methods... are far beyond what ordinary Witch Clan members can compare to.

I have to use that move..."

Black light surged from his body, enveloping him in a ball. Ancient, chaotic whispers emanated from the Void Realm.

Space became unstable. Wisps of ghostly light poured into the Void Realm through the cracks. The surrounding environment seemed to be polluted by Devilish Qi, and the world's Qi rapidly faded.

It was as if they had entered a completely new Domain.

Rip—

The black cocoon tore, and from it emerged a burly giant demon with bull horns and red skin. Sulfur-smelling steam spewed from its nostrils, and its skin was cracked, as if lava was spreading and flowing.

Eight tentacles on its back swayed in the wind.

"Heh heh... The Qi and blood are rich, perfectly suited as the spiritual body for our clan's Sacred Ancestor to descend..."

Whoosh—

The figure at the original location in the Void Realm turned into an afterimage. A sudden cold wind swept over Gu Changsheng's back.

'A temporary descent... Unlike the one-eyed shadow from before, this Sacred Clan being seems to be more skilled in Body Refining.'

Gu Changsheng's expression turned cold. A clear yellow water belt encircled his body, and his form was enveloped in a phantom image of mountains.

Bang—

The cracked crimson giant claw struck the Yellow Springs Mountain, creating a huge explosion. Yet, the Bull-Horned Sacred Clan was forcefully repelled several hundred feet away by the powerful rebound force.

Sizzle... sizzle... The Bull-Horned Sacred Clan's face was solemn. He waved his right claw, its skin peeling off, corroded flesh sizzling, revealing stark white bones at the finger joints.

It was corroded by the Water of Oblivion after passing through the water belt.

"Half-step Dao Soldier... How is that possible..."

Spirit Treasures of this level are usually only possessed by Sacred Ancestor-level beings.

Moreover, they must be extremely powerful among their peers.

Run!

Dao Soldiers are comparable to Yang Spirit Realm great experts. Even at the half-step level, they are far from what a Dongxuan Realm cultivator can withstand.

The Bull-Horned Sacred Clan performed hand seals, and countless Strange Beast phantoms appeared around him, suddenly tearing through the black space. The unique aura of the Sacred Clan assailed them.

"Want to run? It's not that easy..."

Bang—

Gu Changsheng injected black Qi, then violently hurled the Yellow Springs Mountain. It swelled against the wind, transforming into a massive mountain phantom, crushing the Void Realm, and its profound heavy pressure disintegrated the Void Realm.

Only a scream was heard.

The aura completely vanished, and an ancient bronze jade-like relic bone floated in the Void Realm.

At the same time, the Devilish Qi in the Void Realm rapidly receded, returning to clarity.

"Is he dead...?"

Gu Changsheng's face was expressionless. With a suction from his palm, the Supreme Bone was in his hand.

Immediately, he glided away, taking the two dying individuals with him.

Upon reaching a desolate mountain, he used a Formation to tear open a node and returned to the outside world.

Shu Mountain Immortal Cave.

On a crystal jade bed, wisps of Sword Qi mixed with countless Heaven And Earth Treasures were poured into Le Xiaoyao's body, constantly reshaping his physique.

Arms, legs, torso... grew wildly.

An hour later, Le Xiaoyao was fully recovered.

"Thank you, Revered Master..."

Le Xiaoyao knelt and bowed in gratitude.

All the healing spiritual items just now were rare.

Many of them, he had never even seen.

Just one cold jade ear flower that he recognized, if thrown onto the market, even a Dongxuan Elder would fight over it.

And that was just one of many auxiliary healing spiritual items.

"Mm." Gu Changsheng nodded slightly. The purple light in his eyes pierced through Le Xiaoyao's chest, revealing a constantly beating heart, its edges gradually crystallizing, and pure Destruction Sword Yuan surging within.

"Not bad, the Destruction Sword Heart has condensed.

Cultivate hard for a few more decades, and your chances of breaking through to Dongxuan Realm are high. At that time, you'll be able to contend for the position of Destruction Sword Vein Revered Master..."

"Destruction Sword Vein?"

Le Xiaoyao was stunned.

He was a Disciple of the Xu Jin Sword Vein.

Immediately, a trace of anxiety appeared on his face: "Revered Master, are you planning to expel me...? This Disciple deserves to die a thousand times for my reckless actions that put Senior Sister and me in danger.

Please, Revered Master, give me a chance to atone for my mistakes and serve you, Old Man."

'He's overthinking it a bit...' A black line appeared on Gu Changsheng's forehead. He reached out and knocked Le Xiaoyao hard on the head: "You foolish boy.

If you take charge of the Destruction Sword Vein, wouldn't you and I, Master and Disciple, gain resources from both Veins?

Who stipulated that a Disciple can only inherit his Master's Sword Vein?

Besides, this time, to reshape your body, I spent a fortune.

Even if you break through to Dongxuan Realm, you'll have to work like an ox for me for two or three hundred years before you can hope to pay it back.

If you don't become the Sword Master of another Vein,

How long will it take you to pay it back with just your own accumulation?"

Gu Changsheng showed a look of disdain and contempt, but it warmed Le Xiaoyao's heart.

In the distance, on the cold jade bed, Qian Ya was in a coma.

The Supreme Bone in her chest glowed faintly, but a trace of black rust continuously corroded and spread on it, constantly devouring her vital blood.