The Great Elder squinted his eyes.
"What are you whispering about?"
Gu Sheng immediately put on a smiling face.
"I was praising the elders for their profound cultivation and broad minds, even able to endure the provocation from a junior like me."
"Smooth-talker!"
The Great Elder snorted coldly and simply closed his eyes.
"I can’t be bothered to argue with you, wait until the Sect Master comes out, then you’ll be in trouble."
Gu Sheng’s eyes held a coldness.
He pretended to stroll leisurely, occasionally raising his hand to shoot out a streak of Gang Qi, which was easily resolved by the five elders.
Gradually, the five elders became too lazy to even react to his attacks, only occasionally giving him a warning glare.
"I say, elders."
Gu Sheng suddenly raised his voice.
"Isn’t it boring to just stand there? Why don’t we chat?"
The bald elder sneered.
"A dying man, and still so much nonsense."
Gu Sheng was unfazed, continuing to speak.
"I heard the ’Blood Refining Technique’ of the Divine Blood Sect can regenerate limbs. I wonder if that’s true?"
"What’s it to you!"
Another elder from the Divine Blood Sect said angrily.
Gu Sheng lowered his voice mysteriously.
"I’m just curious, if the head gets chopped off, can it grow back?"
Upon hearing this, the Great Elder suddenly opened his eyes, murderous intent surging.
He had previously been beheaded by Tantai Bingtang’s clone, surviving by luck, but it was his sore spot.
"Brat, you’re courting death!"
The Great Elder’s withered hand jerked up, but stopped abruptly.
Gu Sheng was relieved.
He had bet correctly, these Sect Realm experts indeed did not dare to act rashly.
"Great Elder, calm down."
Gu Sheng feigned panic.
"I was just asking casually."
The Great Elder closed his eyes again.
"When the Sect Master comes out, I’ll be the first to tear your mouth!"
Time passed second by second, but the bronze gate remained tightly shut.
Gu Sheng noticed the vigilance of the five elders had noticeably decreased, with some even starting to yawn.
It’s now!
A cold gleam flashed in Gu Sheng’s eyes, the Nine Dragon Universe Cauldron suddenly flew out from his forehead, hovering above him.
The ancient-looking cauldron body, with nine golden dragons, seemed to come to life, emitting a dazzling golden light.
"No good!"
The Great Elder was the first to react, but it was too late.
A brilliant golden light shot out from the cauldron, entering Gu Sheng’s body.
The Gang Qi longsword in his hand instantly ignited with a dazzling golden divine flame, the intense heat causing the surrounding air to twist and distort.
"Great Elder, is this all you’ve got?"
Gu Sheng launched his seventh flank attack, the sword edge grazing the Great Elder’s sleeve, leaving a charred mark.
The Great Elder’s face was as dark as water, with a flick of his sleeve, dispersing that insignificant sword qi.
"Junior, you’re seeking death!"
His voice was laced with suppressed anger, yet he still stood unmoved.
Gu Sheng’s lips curled into an almost imperceptible cold smile, his figure like a specter approaching again.
"Once more!"
"Boom!"
Another seemingly fierce but actually weak attack, the Great Elder couldn’t even be bothered to raise his hand, as the Protective Gang Qi crushed Gu Sheng’s sword aura.
"Thirteenth time..."
Gu Sheng silently counted, his peripheral vision sweeping over the four Divine Blood Sect elders watching from afar.
They were already showing impatient expressions, clearly weary of such meaningless harassment.
This was exactly the effect Gu Sheng wanted.
"Enough!"
The Great Elder finally couldn’t endure it, his angry shout causing nearby rocks to shatter.
"A mere Fourth Level Earth Martial Realm, and dares to..."
Before he could finish, Gu Sheng’s eyes suddenly emitted a terrifying gleam.
The dormant source from his past life within his dantian was finally awakened by the Nine Dragon Universe Cauldron, an ancient and terrifying power erupted forth.
"It’s now!"
The Nine Dragon Universe Cauldron appeared above Gu Sheng’s head, the nine dragon patterns lighted up simultaneously, emitting a heart-palpitating pressure.
The Great Elder’s pupils contracted, his furious expression instantly frozen.
"No good!"
He instinctively wanted to retreat, only to find the surrounding space seemed confined by some force.
Gu Sheng’s sword was already raised, the blade entwined with gold and red intertwining flames, those flames seemed gentle but caused the faces of the four distant Sect Realm elders to change color.


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