172: Chapter 172 A chilling thought!

One month later.

In an unnamed Immortal Cave deep in the desolate mountains of the Eastern Region.

"Pfft!"

Yun Feiyang spat out a mouthful of black, congealed blood.

He steadied himself against the wall and stood up, swaying.

His injuries were finally suppressed, but the rage and resentment in his heart burned until his internal organs felt like they were on fire.

He slammed his fist against the stone wall beside him, his roar laced with monstrous hatred.

"Gu Changsheng!"

He recalled the scene of his escape that day.

The "Great Displacement Dao Talisman" was the only life-saving trump card he had found in the Immortal Cave of Daoist Qingming.

The moment he crushed it, he thought he was saved.

But before the power of space could completely teleport him away, a finger-flick of Qi pierced through the spatial barrier and struck his heart.

He hadn't even clearly seen how Gu Changsheng had struck.

Just that one strike.

It felt as if his internal organs were about to shatter.

If the power of the Dao talisman hadn't ultimately carried him away from the spot, he would already be a corpse.

"The qiankun gourd... is gone too!"

To escape, he had even lost this secret treasure.

And the Taixu Imperial Court.

That was his greatest hope since his Rebirth, the Foundation of his revenge plan.

The secret to becoming an Emperor, countless Spirit Medicine and secret techniques, and two hundred thousand years of heritage.

He had barely survived to find the entrance, and what was the result?

It had all served to benefit Gu Changsheng.

"Aaaah!"

Yun Feiyang roared at the sky, his voice echoing in the narrow Immortal Cave, causing the gravel overhead to rain down.

He didn't understand.

He really didn't understand.

The Gu Changsheng of his previous life was strong and overbearing, but definitely not this... terrifying.

Yes, that was it—terrifying!

He had fought his old rival many times in his previous life and naturally knew his bottom line; even though the other party had outstanding talent, he had been confident in suppressing him.

But the Gu Changsheng of this life was like a completely different person.

That Realm of cultivation returning to simplicity, that gaze that viewed all things as ants, and the pressure that could crush all resistance with a wave of his hand—all of it made a chill rise from his very bones.

"How could he have known about the Taixu Imperial Court? How could he have been following me?"

Yun Feiyang paced back and forth in the Immortal Cave, filled with confusion.

"No, this isn't right! In my previous life, the Daoxuan Immortal Sect didn't discover the Imperial Court ruins until three years later! Gu Changsheng had never even gone to that tomb in Jianye City!"

He stopped abruptly, a thought surfacing that made his entire body turn cold.

That gray-robed Loose Cultivator who called himself "Lu Jiu."

From the upper level of the tomb, he had been watching him the whole time.

His target from the very beginning had been him!

Yun Feiyang's body suddenly stiffened; he had thought of an even more terrifying fact!

"Since he knows about me..."

Since Gu Changsheng knew about him, he must know about his relationship with Xingluo Valley, and he must know about his relationship with Ruan Xingwan!

That person loved nothing more than attacking what others cherished most.

He would crush all your hope and let you die in despair.

"Xingwan..."

Yun Feiyang's pupils contracted sharply.

At this moment, the blood in his entire body ran cold.

Gu Changsheng was unscrupulous; he knew that.

In his previous life, in order to force him to appear, he had not hesitated to lay a hand on an innocent girl.

In this life, since he had been targeting him from the start, how could he possibly let those around him go?

Ruan Songting was in the Celestial Phenomenon Realm and might still have the strength to fight.

But what about Xingwan?

She was just a girl who hadn't even reached the Wufa Realm!

"No... that can't be..."

Yun Feiyang's voice trembled.

He rushed out of the Immortal Cave like a madman, forgetting even to remove the Restriction at the entrance, and crashed right into it.

"Bang!"

He was bounced back and fell to the ground.

He scrambled up, slashed the Restriction open with his sword, and transformed into a streak of green light that shot into the sky, speeding toward the Great Chu Dynasty.

Xingluo Valley.

One of the top Sects within the Great Chu Dynasty.

The Valley Master, Ruan Songting, was a powerhouse in the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, and his "Falling Star Sword Art" had few rivals in Great Chu.

His daughter, Ruan Xingwan, was hailed as the greatest beauty in the Great Chu Dynasty, the dream lover of countless young Cultivators.

Yun Feiyang flew on his sword, his spiritual power rampaging through his just-stabilized Meridians, bringing waves of sharp pain.

He couldn't care about that now.

He only hated that he wasn't flying fast enough.

"Foster father is in the Celestial Phenomenon Realm; even if the Daoxuan Immortal Sect wanted to make a move, they couldn't do it without a sound."

"Xingluo Valley also has a mountain-protecting formation that can withstand attacks from the Myriad Laws Realm."

"Nothing will happen, nothing will happen."

He kept comforting himself in his heart, but that ominous premonition clung to him like a bone-eating maggot, impossible to shake off.

Two days and two nights.

Finally, the incomparably familiar outline of the Xingluo Valley mountain range appeared at the edge of his vision.

Yun Feiyang's heart eased, and his speed increased a fraction more.

But the closer he got, the more his heart sank.

It was too quiet.

In the past, before even reaching the mountain gate, one could see the lights of the patrolling Disciples forming a line along the mountain path.

One could also hear the low roars of the mountain-protecting Spirit Beasts.

But now, there was nothing.

Yun Feiyang descended and stood motionless before the mountain gate.

A faint, imperceptible scent of blood drifted over silently, wrapping around the tip of his nose.

That hint of metallic sweetness struck the depths of his heart, and his entire heart sank abruptly.