Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World novel Chapter 972

Chapter 972: Chapter 510: The Battle Begins

"What should we do then? Wait for death?" the burly man shouted angrily, swinging his axe at Ling Xiao, but it was easily blocked.

Gu Sheng squinted his eyes, calculating rapidly in his mind.

Direct confrontation won’t work, we have to use strategy.

He looked around; the battle was fierce, and his comrades were retreating step by step. If this continued, they all would be done for.

"Everyone, hold him off for a moment!"

Gu Sheng shouted loudly, a black small tripod rotating above his head, casting down streaks of black light to block attacks for him.

"Kid, what are you up to?"

The short, plump man asked, coughing up blood, his shield already full of cracks.

"Stop the nonsense, just do it!"

Gu Sheng commanded sharply.

Although the others didn’t understand, they had no choice but to desperately buy time.

The tall woman’s sword glinted like snow, her figure flickering unpredictably, constantly harassing Ling Xiao;

The thin young man’s fingers flew, the music from his instrument mournful and disturbing, unsettling Ling Xiao’s mind; the burly man, like a mad tiger, swung his giant axe, attacking recklessly.

Ling Xiao was entangled by them, furious but unable to escape for the moment.

He glanced contemptuously at everyone, "Struggle all you like! Once I deal with you ants!"

At that moment, Gu Sheng moved. He silently chanted an incantation, and his figure suddenly disappeared, as if merging with the air.

He could hide within the Void, coming and going without a trace.

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, feeling something was off, but he dismissed it.

In his eyes, Gu Sheng was just an ant. A few tricks wouldn’t change the inevitable outcome.

"A bunch of useless fools!"

Seeing everyone desperately struggling, Ling Xiao’s heart was burning with rage.

A vast surge of Spiritual Power roared within him, ready to unleash the world-destroying "Heaven’s Wrath Thunder".

To completely obliterate these reckless ants.

He raised both hands high, lightning flashing in his palms, Spiritual Energy from Heaven and Earth rushing into his body. The sky changed color, thunder and lightning roared, a sense of impending doom spread.

However, at this critical moment, a faint whoosh sliced through the air, slicing through the Void silently like a ghost.

Ling Xiao sensed it, alarmed and terrified, wanting to dodge but it was too late.

A streak of red light, like a meteor breaking through the night sky, flashed past him at lightning speed.

Immediately, a slight "pu chi" sound was heard, a crimson dagger had somehow appeared behind Ling Xiao, brutally stabbing into his back.

The dagger was ablaze with fierce flames, instantly invading Ling Xiao’s body, burning through his meridians.

"Get out, you little bastard!"

Ling Xiao, like a madman, his energy chaotic, the flames at his wound growing fiercer, seemingly about to consume him entirely...

Ling Xiao’s painful howl, like a dying beast’s wail, echoed through the valley. The Qingxia Sect disciples were alarmed, rushing to gather around.

"Sect Leader!" a disciple with sharp features exclaimed, "How are you?"

"Quickly, get the Pharmacist!" another disciple fumbled out Healing Pills, trying to feed them to Ling Xiao.

However, just then, another crimson light flashed.

The crimson light, like the scythe of death, cut through the air again, but this time its target was not Ling Xiao, but a disciple beside him who was about to heal him.

The light was unbelievably fast, almost no one saw its path, only hearing a heart-wrenching scream.

The disciple, with the Elixir Pills in his hand, swung his arm, tracing a blood arc in the air, severed cleanly, falling to the ground, twitching momentarily before falling still.

Blood spurted like a fountain from the severed arm, staining the ground and the terrified faces of the surrounding disciples.

"Ah!" Screams echoed one after another, the disciples around were petrified, frantically looking around, unable to find where the attack came from, nor Gu Sheng’s figure.

Fear spread like a plague, these usually aloof Qingxia Sect disciples now as frightened as startled rabbits, anxious and uneasy.

"He’s in the Void!"

An older disciple, face pale, shouted a warning. His voice trembled, but he forced composure, trying to calm the panicked comrades around him, "Be careful, he can hide in the Void!"