Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World novel Chapter 1146

Gu Sheng's physical body greedily absorbed the Spiritual Energy of the earth. Spiritual Energy from heaven and earth continuously flowed into his body, being absorbed bit by bit.

Seven days later, Gu Sheng's aura had slightly recovered, yet he still did not awaken.

From the outside, his body seemed devoid of any apparent injuries, but the injuries his soul had suffered were extremely severe, which was the fundamental reason he remained in a coma.

Another three days passed, and Gu Sheng, in a deep coma, suddenly had his tightly closed eyes tremble slightly. His fingers also moved slightly.

He coughed a few times and opened his eyes. Groggily, he looked at the misty Immortal Mountain before him and then at the Daoist-robed elder floating in the air, gradually recalling what had happened before.

His gaze swept around him, and when he saw Wang Feng not far away, he was both surprised and delighted.

Suppressing his physical discomfort, he hurriedly released his consciousness toward Wang Feng to investigate.

After a thorough sensation, Gu Sheng confirmed that Wang Feng was not dead; only the soul of the detestable Old Monster Luo He had perished.

"Hmph!" Gu Sheng couldn't help but let out a cold snort, for Wang Feng had indeed a stubborn fate.

Wang Feng's soul seemed to sense Gu Sheng's gaze, trembling slightly in fear.

After being body seized by Old Monster Luo He, Wang Feng's soul had a weak consciousness and a full load of resentment lingering deep within, always hidden in the depths of his body.

Old Monster Luo He had initially planned to first deal with Wang Feng's resentment before completely eliminating his residual soul, but unexpectedly, both he and Wang Feng ended up falling at Gu Sheng's hands.

"Wang Feng, you really have a fate that shouldn't end just yet!" Gu Sheng muttered to himself, dragging his weakened body step by step toward Wang Feng.

Upon hearing Gu Sheng's words, Wang Feng forced a calm appearance and hoarsely said, "Gu Sheng, I'd rather die than fall into your hands!"

He attempted to provoke Gu Sheng with words to hide his inner fear.

Gu Sheng smirked coldly and soon came to stand in front of Wang Feng.

He grabbed Wang Feng's pale face and forcefully lifted him.

Seeing the enemy he once dreamed of killing, now completely unable to resist.

Gu Sheng smelled a familiar aura from Wang Feng, the aura belonging to his own Heavenly Vein.

"My Heavenly Vein... was it useful?" Gu Sheng asked angrily.

Wang Feng challenged with laughter, "Haha, Gu Sheng, do you think taking back the Heavenly Vein will mean anything? Ouyang Xue, she..."

Wang Feng deliberately brought up his relationship with Ouyang Xue, attempting to provoke Gu Sheng.

Upon hearing Ouyang Xue's name, Gu Sheng was extremely furious.

"I'll send you on your way." Gu Sheng said flatly, as he drew the Dragon Slayer Sword from his waist. With one slash, he harshly split open Wang Feng's stomach.

Wang Feng once again passed out from the pain, but soon, he awoke in agony. He heard the sound of his blood flowing, and the pain was almost unbearable.

He struggled to look at his own body, only to see himself brutally butchered by Gu Sheng.

In horror, he looked toward Gu Sheng, whose eyes, red with rage, and face, with an excited smile, made Wang Feng finally realize he had provoked an incredibly formidable enemy.

Gu Sheng continuously swung his sword, hacking at Wang Feng's body over and over.

With each swing, it seemed his anger and resentment dissipated a little.

The surrounding ground was long stained red with blood, and Wang Feng's body gradually turned into a pile of flesh. It wasn't until Gu Sheng himself was panting heavily did he finally stop.

After all was done, Gu Sheng turned and walked toward the place where the Daoist-robed elder was chanting.

As he walked, the overwhelming Evil Qi around his body was gradually retracted, and his demeanor slowly reverted to normal. Yet, the blood and fragments clinging to him made him appear more sinister.

In the distant Longevity Realm, a mysterious woman seemed to sense what had transpired over here. She muttered softly, "Truly a monster." With that, she once again fell into a deep slumber.

The mysterious Daoist-robed elder sat quietly in mid-air. He chanted supreme Daoist sounds imbued with the profound essence of the Daoist Technique, spreading across this world, with each syllable carrying endless mysteries.