177: Sword Pointing to the Supreme Bone

Sky Palace.

"Got it..."

The space rippled like flowing water, revealing the figure of a strange Saint Race member.

It was Gu Changsheng.

With the blood pool destroyed, a massive amount of Strange Beast bones piled up like garbage, and the defenses were weak.

Gu Changsheng frowned slightly, his gaze piercing through the Void Realm.

Deep within the Void Realm, there was a gigantic flesh-and-blood gate.

Black, gnarled flesh squirmed, a dense Devilish Qi permeated the world, and countless Saint Race beings flew out from the gate.

Behind the gate, a phantom image of a mountain of flesh vaguely appeared, and a sharp claw extended from the Physical Body's abdomen, attempting to pry open the flesh-and-blood gate.

The aura that flashed by was terrifying beyond compare.

"Yang Spirit Realm... Saint Ancestor..."

Gu Changsheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Fortunately, the descent ritual in this world is incomplete.

Lacking a medium, it is incredibly difficult for a Yang Spirit Realm Saint Ancestor to descend in their true form."

Gu Changsheng was proficient in the Whispering Descent Art and knew its key points well.

The higher the cultivation, the more stringent the conditions required for descent.

Otherwise, how would he dare to easily take such risks?

"It's time to leave..."

Gu Changsheng looked towards the horizon, vaguely sensing several Saint Race auras approaching.

With a flash of light and shadow, the Sky Palace gradually moved away, becoming as small as a black sesame seed.

In the dark forest, two Witch Clan members stood in front of their collected supplies, their faces as grim as iron as they watched the approaching demonized Strange Beasts.

Roar, roar—

The demonized Strange Beasts gradually approached, their crimson eyes filled with icy killing intent.

Finally, the atmosphere solidified to its limit.

"Kill!"

"Slaughter these bastards!"

Bang—

Mo Lin roared, raising her massive silver-white warhammer and swinging it impenetrably. The approaching demonized Strange Beasts wailed and were sent flying dozens of feet away.

Ten breaths passed, and she was covered in blood, the leather armor on her thigh split open, revealing her round, sturdy thigh.

"Damn it, Tian Zhu City has been infiltrated by Extraterrestrial Demons, and they've released so many monsters.

Where did that brat Pan Jia go?"

Beside her, Zhou Xin, riding a ground Dragon, struggled to cleave an approaching demonized Strange Beast, panting heavily, and said with a bitter smile, "Pan Jia?

Now even the royal families on the fifth level and above are struggling to protect themselves.

That brat... alas..."

His words were full of sighs.

Suddenly, a dozens-of-feet-tall Strange Beast, tainted with Devilish Qi, emerged from the swamp. Its body was covered in barbs, and its mouth was full of sharp, pale teeth, staring at the two of them and drooling.

With a glare from its gray single eye, the two felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, their bodies unable to move.

"Damn it, what kind of monster is this!"

"Bastard, move!"

Despair appeared on their faces.

'Oh, so it's them...'

In the Void Realm, a smile appeared on Gu Changsheng's face. He flicked his fingers, and two golden blood beads streaked through the Void Realm like bullets, piercing through the Strange Beast's skull.

Immediately, the huge Strange Beast fell with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The two blood beads, however, precisely entered Mo Lin and Zhou Xin's bodies, quietly fusing with their Witch Clan Bloodline.

In an instant, their bodies grew three feet taller, and their injuries fully recovered.

Their aura surged rapidly.

"This is..."

"Golden Origin Blood..."

Mo Lin moved her fingers, and saw that her bones had become as hard as steel. Qi flowed, and a layer of golden phantom appeared on her body, her strength having increased by more than several times.

Moreover, she could sense that the drop of golden blood within her body had not been completely digested, but was continuously integrating into her Bloodline as Qi and blood circulated.

"May the Witch God bless us!"

Mo Lin looked towards the horizon, vaguely seeing a blurry shadow.

In the Void Realm, Gu Changsheng smiled faintly.

The gift of fate always comes with a price already marked in the dark.

The Golden Origin Blood was naturally not given for free; it contained a trace of Gu Changsheng's consciousness.

At a critical moment, he could even use it to induce the two to pray in a bloodbath, cooperating with the Whispering Descent Art, to cross realms and arrive.

"It's just a minor chess piece anyway... provided the two can survive this catastrophe."

Gu Changsheng returned to his main camp.

He estimated that this great battle would likely last for a very long time.

Time flew by, and a hundred years passed.

Witch Clan World.

A Loose Cultivator market.

"One hundred-year Devil Root Vine, priced at three spirit stones."

"A stack of demon-repelling talismans, priced at twelve spirit stones, use at noon to remove all Devilish Qi from the body."

"Freshly dug bloody demon deer antlers, nourishing essence and strengthening blood..."

Loose Cultivators, gathered in groups of three or five, stood in front of simple stalls, hawking spiritual materials scavenged from all over the Witch Clan World.

A hundred years later, Shu Mountain, the Saint Race, and the Witch Clan formed a strange balance, jointly controlling this world.

However, Shu Mountain occupied approximately sixty percent of the territory.

The Saint Race occupied thirty percent.

The Witch Clan, as the indigenous inhabitants, had the smallest territory, with most of them surviving in resource-depleted, harsh lands.

That great battle, initially intense, quickly entered a stalemate, with each side plundering the world's resources, secretly accumulating strength, and encroaching on territory.

Now, Shu Mountain had firmly gained the upper hand.

Gu Changsheng, disguised as a strong man with a sallow face, strolled along and arrived in front of a simple wooden house. The previously enthusiastic and lewd old man immediately changed his expression.

"Fellow Daoists, this old man is feeling unwell, so I'm closing up for today."

"Hey, Old Huang, it's only been less than an hour since the market opened, why are you closing?"

"Forget it, Senior Brother, let's look elsewhere."

Perhaps fearing that the man would cause trouble, the woman beside him dragged him away.

After watching the group leave, the old man in yellow Daoist robes scanned the surroundings, finding no one, and immediately said with a fawning smile, "This subordinate greets the Master."

"Mm." Gu Changsheng nodded slightly: "Huang San, how is the collection of Strange Beast skulls?"

Due to the Strange Beast Formation inscribed within his body, producing Origin Blood, in addition to golden beast bones, also required a massive amount of Strange Beast skulls as collective resources.

The Strange Beast skulls stolen from the Sky Palace back then had long been consumed.

Thus, thirty years ago, Gu Changsheng had supported the Huang San in front of him among the Loose Cultivators.

As a secret agent, he secretly collected Strange Beast skulls for himself in the market.

"It's all ready.

What the Master instructed, this subordinate dared not delay for a moment."

Saying that, Huang San took out a bulging Storage Pouch, loosened the binding string, and a trace of Strange Beast aura was revealed.

Even the weakest Strange Beast was comparable to the True Core Realm.

"Mm, you've put in effort."

Gu Changsheng took it, secretly weighed it, then turned and casually tossed out a bottle of Medicinal Pills, causing Huang San's face to light up with joy.

'Crimson Flame Pill... one of the best Medicinal Pills for increasing True Core Realm magic power...'

"Thank you, Master."

Huang San looked up, but Gu Changsheng's shadow was nowhere to be seen... Gu Changsheng reached into the Storage Pouch, and vigorous Qi and blood circulated around his palm. Immediately, countless Strange Beast skulls melted like colloid, their essence slowly absorbed into his Dantian, fusing with the power of the golden beast bones.

Whoosh, whoosh—

Drops of Origin Blood fell like rain in the Dantian, merging into the Golden Witch Blood, and 隨著Qi and blood circulation, nourishing the bones.

Gu Changsheng raised his right hand, Qi and blood circulated, and his index and middle fingers glowed with a faint bronze luster, their aura so sharp it seemed capable of tearing apart heaven and earth.

A hundred years had passed, and finally, two of his finger bones had transformed into Supreme Bone.

The panel had given birth to a Divine Ability, Void-Shattering Sword Finger, whose power was quite formidable.

Moreover, as his five fingers gradually transformed, the power of this Divine Ability still had extremely high potential for increase.

Suddenly, the jade token at Gu Changsheng's waist shook, emitting a milky white glow.

"Hm? Xiao Lezi, you've finally had a Breakthrough to the Profound Cave Realm.

And... directly challenging the previous Sword Vein Master... this kid's temper... truly explosive..."