Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World novel Chapter 1270

Chapter 1270: Chapter 659: A Thunderclap Erupts

Thinking about that unfathomable presence, the elder’s back was drenched in cold sweat.

Soon, the powerhouses of the Six Great Holy Lands reached a consensus.

The Qinghe Fifth Elder took the lead, guiding dozens of experts in pursuit of the possible escape route of Gu Sheng.

The other Holy Lands’ forces, like sharks that smelled blood, closely followed.

"Great Elder..."

A trusted aide transmitted a message.

"Following like this, we might miss the best opportunity for rescue."

The elder’s eyes were profound.

"I have my own arrangements."

He suddenly halted, turning to the disciples behind him.

"Everyone, listen to the order, return to Tianlan Sacred Land immediately!"

The crowd was stunned. A young disciple hurriedly said.

"But the Holy Master commanded us..."

"Silence!"

The elder rarely shouted sternly, then lowered his voice.

"Go back and tell the Holy Master, just say... ’Qingyun’ has appeared, a backup plan is needed."

This sentence caused all Tianlan disciples to tremble. "Qingyun" was the highest-level secret code, signifying the situation was extremely precarious.

"Great Elder, it’s too dangerous for you alone!"

The trusted aide’s eyes reddened.

The old man shook his head, taking out an ancient jade scroll from his chest.

"Deliver this to the Holy Master personally, without fail."

His gaze swept over each young face, his voice suddenly softened.

"The future of Tianlan... is entrusted to you now."

These almost farewell words made several female disciples burst into tears on the spot.

But under the elder’s stern gaze, everyone could only take orders with tears, turn around, and dash away.

Watching their receding figures, the elder let out a long sigh. Now, he could take a gamble.

Flipping out a silver talisman, the old man’s eyes were resolute.

"Gu, you must hold on..."

As the talisman ignited, his figure vanished into the air.

Gu Sheng and Ling Xiao passed through ancient cities, caring nothing for the worldly hustle and bustle nor the curious stares of others.

All they wanted was to go farther, preferably out of Qinghe Holy Land’s sphere of influence.

"Stop for a moment."

Gu Sheng suddenly reached out to halt Ling Xiao.

They had just passed through the city gate of an ancient city, surrounded by a bustling crowd.

"What’s wrong?"

Ling Xiao warily scanned the surroundings.

Gu Sheng didn’t immediately reply. Instead, he closed his eyes, concentrating, sensing something.

After a moment, he opened his eyes, his voice so low only the two could hear.

"We can’t escape."

Ling Xiao was taken aback. Throughout their flight, he had never seen Gu Sheng so serious.

"What do you mean?"

Ling Xiao lowered his voice.

"Did you discover pursuers?"

Gu Sheng shook his head.

"Not specific pursuers... but a feeling."

He pointed to his heart.

"The unease here is growing, as if a sharp sword is hanging overhead."

A cultivator’s intuition was often more reliable than the eyes, especially for someone like Gu Sheng, who had faced life and death trials.

"Because of those old monsters?" Ling Xiao tentatively asked.

"I heard the top elite from Xinghong Spirit Domain have all emerged..."

Gu Sheng nodded, his gaze sweeping over the pedestrians on the street.

"Under their noses, our little tricks..." he didn’t finish, self-mockingly laughing.

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