Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World novel Chapter 1341

Chapter 1341: Chapter 694: Water Source (2)

When he saw the scene at the bottom of the ravine, his pupils contracted sharply—

Long Teng’s body was neatly split in half, the cut smooth as a mirror, even the Demon Refining Spear was halved.

This Taichu Realm Holy Land Core Disciple maintained an expression of terror to his death, as if he couldn’t believe he’d fall in such a manner.

"One sword... dismembered a Taichu Realm..."

Ling Xiao’s throat felt dry, he turned his head to look at the unconscious Gu Sheng in the distance, then at the Tai Chi Seven Star Sword lying quietly on the ground, his heart set off stormy waves.

Ling Xiao’s pupils contracted violently, the sight before him made his breath catch.

Long Teng’s corpse was divided into two parts, with cuts flat as if slashed by the sharpest blade, blood forming an eerie seven-star pattern on the ground. Meanwhile, Gu Sheng lay at the edge of the blood pool, his face pale.

"This... this is..."

Ling Xiao’s voice was stuck in his throat, his fingers began to tremble involuntarily.

"Senior Brother Long Teng? How... how is he?"

Wang Yuchen stumbled over, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

Liang Yu followed closely, his face ashen.

Ling Xiao suddenly let out a cold laugh, a laugh as piercing as an ice cone in winter, chilling them to the bone.

With a wave of his right hand, his Spiritual Power turned into an invisible hand, grabbing one of Long Teng’s severed arms to the front.

"See for yourselves!"

Ling Xiao sneered as he held the severed arm in front of Wang Yuchen’s eyes.

"Ah—!"

Wang Yuchen’s eyes bulged, let out a scream unlike a human sound from his throat, then fainted instantly.

Liang Yu’s legs went weak, he fell to his knees.

His mind went blank, he could only see the storage ring on Long Teng’s ever-present hand on the severed arm, with enemy flesh and blood stuck underneath the fingernails from the battle.

"No... impossible..."

Liang Yu shook his head mechanically, until Ling Xiao’s shadow loomed over him.

"Now you know fear?"

Ling Xiao’s voice was like Nine Nether Cold Ice.

"When betraying us, why didn’t you seem afraid?"

Pa!

Ling Xiao’s slap sent Liang Yu flying away.

He rotated in the air, blood and broken teeth spitting from his mouth, flying over a hundred meters before crashing heavily to the ground, rolling over a dozen times before stopping.

"Spare... spare me!"

Liang Yu struggled to his knees, face full of blood, pleaded for mercy.

"Brother Ling Xiao, I was wrong, I truly realize my mistake!"

Ling Xiao stepped forward, appearing instantly in front of Liang Yu, his right foot stamping fiercely on his face, grinding his head into the dirt.

"Ungrateful wretch!"

Ling Xiao applied more force, Liang Yu’s facial bones creaked under the pressure.

"Gu Sheng treated you like a brother, yet you stabbed him in the back at the crucial moment!"

Liang Yu’s pleas turned into indistinct sobs, blood gushing from beneath Ling Xiao’s foot.

Meanwhile, Gu Sheng’s fingers moved slightly.

He felt as if drained of all strength, every muscle aching unbearably. Even more terrifying was his dantian, completely empty, not a trace of Spiritual Power left.

"The Tai Chi Seven Star Sword... so domineering..."

Gu Sheng thought to himself, biting back the dizziness and began to operate the "Nine Dragon Heaven and Earth Technique".

As the mental method operated, Spiritual Energy from all around began to gather towards him.

At first like a trickle, soon transformed into a rushing river.

The blood color gradually returned to Gu Sheng’s pale face, his parched meridians once again filled with Spiritual Power.

"Hoo—"

Gu Sheng exhaled deeply, the numbness receding.

He suddenly opened his eyes, just in time to see Ling Xiao torturing Liang Yu.

"Ling Xiao."

Gu Sheng’s voice was still a bit weak, but restored to its usual steadiness.

"What about Long Teng?"

Ling Xiao’s body trembled, he turned to Gu Sheng, eyes complicated.

He silently pointed to the pile of limbs not far away.

Gu Sheng’s pupils slightly contracted, he released his Divine Sense over the pile of flesh.

Although he was mentally prepared, confirming it was Long Teng’s corpse still made his heart wrench.

"Seven Sword Dismemberment... such a domineering Martial Technique..."

Gu Sheng looked down at his hands, recalling the feeling when wielding the Tai Chi Seven Star Sword earlier.

The sense of power, controlling all, was intoxicating, but the price extremely fearsome—it not only drained his Spiritual Power, but also almost rebounded back on himself.

"Must recover quickly."

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