"The eighth breath..."
Situ Qingfeng knelt on one knee, the beast claw had returned to its original state, and the golden wings were tattered.
In front of him lay over thirty corpses, but he was also at the end of his strength, with a deep wound on his chest, blood gushing out.
Three sword-wielding Martial Artists exchanged glances and simultaneously stabbed at his vitals!
"Seems like... it’s the end..."
Situ Qingfeng smiled bitterly and closed his eyes.
"Beichen Immortal Slaying Sword—Rise!"
A clear shout exploded.
The three Martial Artists only felt a surge of golden light before their heads flew high, their faces still frozen in ferocious expressions.
Situ Qingfeng widened his eyes, his throat moved.
"Gu... Gu, you this..."
His words abruptly stopped. Gu Sheng’s right arm sleeve had already burned away, the entire arm was bloody and mangled, exposing the white bones. Dozens of Qi Swords dissipated, Gu Sheng staggered back a few steps, heavily fell to the ground, face pale.
"Cough cough..."
Gu Sheng spat out a mouthful of blood, his left hand on the ground barely maintaining a sitting posture.
"Situ, help me up..."
Just as Situ Qingfeng was about to step forward, his expression suddenly changed greatly.
"Watch out!"
A green figure walked slowly from the edge of the square, it was Shen Qingyun who had quietly retreated earlier.
He clapped his hands, a mocking smile on his face.
"Impressive, truly impressive.
Gu Sheng, I didn’t expect you to have such a hidden trick."
Gu Sheng looked up, a weak smile tugging at his lips.
"Mr. Shen, you hid quickly."
"Hmph!"
Shen Qingyun stopped ten steps away, looking down at Gu Sheng condescendingly.
"What a pity, such a killer move consumes too much. You probably don’t even have the energy to stand now?"
Gu Sheng didn’t answer, just slowly adjusted his breathing.
His chest heaved violently, with each breath affecting his whole body’s injuries, the intense pain from his right arm causing beads of sweat on his forehead.
Shen Qingyun’s smile grew wider seeing this.
"What? You don’t even have strength to speak?"
He stepped forward.
"Let me guess, that move just now at least exhausted all your True Qi, maybe even hurt your Source. Now you probably can’t even defeat a three-year-old child."
Gu Sheng suddenly laughed, with some teasing in his laughter.
"If Mr. Shen is so sure, why afraid to come closer?"
Shen Qingyun’s steps paused, doubt in his eyes.
At that moment, Gu Sheng’s chest suddenly lit up with golden light, a semi-transparent figure resembling him floated out. The Spirit Embryo Incarnation hovered in front of Gu Sheng, although its form was ethereal, it emitted a formidable aura.
"Is this... an Innate Spirit Embryo?"
Shen Qingyun’s pupils shrank.
"You’ve actually cultivated a Spirit Embryo Incarnation!"
In the Sea of Consciousness, the Spirit Embryo’s voice anxiously sounded.
"Master, I can’t replicate the sword array just now, such a powerful move requires immense True Qi..."
Gu Sheng responded internally.
"Don’t worry, I have a plan."

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