Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World novel Chapter 1427

Chapter 1427: Chapter 736: Achieved (Part 2)

Only he could hear the response from the Void.

"Let me try, sir."

A shadow shot out from Gu Sheng’s sleeve, darting towards the crimson barrier like lightning.

The shadow exploded with dazzling brilliance upon contact with the barrier, shaking the entire Wanling Palace.

But moments later, the shadow flew back, landing by Gu Sheng’s feet and transforming into human form.

"Young master, this array... cannot be breached."

The Shadow knelt on one knee, the voice beneath the mask carrying rare gravity.

"It would take at least three Sect Realm Peak martial artists working together to even have a chance at forcefully breaking it."

Gu Sheng furrowed his brows, turning to Xiao Xuanze.

"Uncle, does Wanling Palace have any enemies capable of laying such a grand array?"

Xiao Xuanze shook his head.

"There are very few forces capable of activating the Ancient Heaven Sealing Array, and the Zhao family is definitely not among them. Unless..."

He paused.

"Someone is using a third party to do their bidding."

"Zhao Qianhuan’s sudden betrayal surely has someone orchestrating it behind the scenes."

Gu Sheng was lost in thought.

"I just don’t know whether their goal is Wanling Palace, or..."

"Are they directly targeting you?"

Xiao Xuanze picked up the conversation, his gaze fixed on Gu Sheng.

Gu Sheng smirked noncommittally.

"We’ll meet force with force, water with earth. Since we can’t leave for now, let’s observe the situation quietly."

Xiao Xuanze patted Gu Sheng’s shoulder, the force of it causing Gu Sheng to sway slightly.

"Don’t worry, nephew. As long as you’re in Wanling Palace, I will ensure your safety."

"Thank you, Uncle."

Gu Sheng bowed with hands folded, yet his eyes carried an imperceptible sharpness.

"I’ll return to my residence for now. Should anything happen, I await your command."

Leaving the main hall, Gu Sheng walked along the corridor with a figure three steps behind him.

"Have you found out?"

Gu Sheng suddenly spoke, his voice pressed low.

"The Zhao family’s actions this time are indeed unusual."

The Shadow’s voice was like sandpaper scraping.

"Zhao Qianhuan has always been cautious and wouldn’t recklessly break ties with Wanling Palace."

Gu Sheng’s fingertips gathered a wisp of azure spiritual power, sketching a complex pattern in his palm.

"Any news from Wuyun City?"

"Currently isolated by the grand array, the Communication Jade Talisman is disabled."

Gu Sheng snorted lightly, retracting the spiritual power.

"Looks like the opposing side is well-prepared."

Meanwhile, outside Wanling Palace.

Zhao Qianhuan stood on a high slope, his expression shifting as he looked at the palace clusters encapsulated by the blood-red barrier.

Behind him stood dozens of elite Zhao family members, each with condensed auras, evidently skilled.

"Useless!"

An icy voice suddenly erupted by Zhao Qianhuan’s ear.

"You can’t even handle this small matter!"

Zhao Qianhuan’s body stiffened, quickly turning and bowing.

"Please, don’t be angry, sir. It’s truly..."

"Grandfather has already tried his best!"

A young voice interjected suddenly. Zhao Lingqian stepped forward quickly, blocking Zhao Qianhuan.

"The plan was progressing smoothly, but who would’ve thought that Gu Sheng has a Sect Realm Peak guardian by his side! Grandfather retreated temporarily to preserve the overall situation!"

The air rippled, and a figure shrouded in a black robe slowly emerged.

The black-robed figure was surrounded by black mist, obscuring his face, with only a pair of blood-red eyes glaring at the Zhao family patriarch and grandson.

"Sect Realm Peak?"

The black-robed man’s voice was like metal scraping.

"Since when did Wuyun City’s Gu family have such guardians?"

Zhao Qianhuan’s forehead broke out in cold sweat.

"Sir, Gu Sheng has an extraordinary background. We’ve found that he is not only a direct lineage of Wuyun City’s Gu family, but also closely connected to the Emperor Sect and Linyin Pavilion."

"Emperor Sect? Linyin Pavilion?"

The black mist around the black-robed man churned violently, betraying his inner turmoil.

"No wonder... no wonder..."

Zhao Lingqian dared to ask.

"Does sir have a grudge against Gu Sheng?"

"Blabbermouth!"

The black-robed man flicked his sleeve, causing Zhao Lingqian to be struck as if by lightning, his body flying backward and crashing heavily onto rocks ten zhang away, spitting blood.

Zhao Qianhuan hastily knelt down.

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