All-class Gu Immortal

Chapter 263 It’s too late to regret
Boo!
The third-tier giant eagle beneath Liang Gui's feet seemed to sense a deadly threat and roared towards the sky.

Om~!

The sound waves spread out in all directions, rippling through the space like tangible waves. Even the towering waves stirred up by the seven-colored ink butterfly seemed to be held back by this power and froze in mid-air.

This caused Liang Gui, whose mind was in shock, to focus his gaze. However, before he could calm down, he discovered that he was feeling unwell. He looked down and saw that his hands had turned completely black.

"What kind of poison is this?!" Liang Gui exclaimed in shock.

His physical body, having been tempered by the power of heaven and earth, is comparable to a divine weapon forged through countless trials.

Even a deadly poison that could instantly kill a Qi and Blood Furnace Realm expert was nothing to him.

But at this moment, he was poisoned without any warning.

A tingling, itchy sensation filled my entire body, and I gradually lost consciousness.

Liang Gui immediately mobilized his internal magical power without regard for the cost, trying to expel the poison from his body.

However, although the poison was removed, more than a third of his magical power was consumed in a very short time.

Especially given that most of the water-attribute power of heaven and earth in the space had been plundered by the giant ink butterfly, he was unable to replenish it in time.

Rumble!
Just as Liang Gui was pondering a countermeasure, the giant eagle beneath him suddenly shut its beak, the sound waves stopped abruptly, and a towering wave poured down.

Liang Gui was startled, only then realizing that the once magnificent Soaring Eagle beneath him was now covered in a thick, viscous liquid, like ink, with countless tiny black insects wriggling inside.

"We cannot fight them by force!" Liang Gui's mind raced. He was a veteran of countless battles and made a quick judgment.

The deadly poison before him was impossible to defend against. Although there were ways to deal with it, they would require a lot of mana. If he continued fighting like this, he would soon run out of mana and lose the strongest means of fighting as a Grandmaster. At that time, he would probably die here.

Who would have thought that Zhou Qing had such a powerful backer?

"retreat!"

Liang Gui shouted, and the eagle beneath his feet reacted with lightning speed, its metallic feathers standing on end before it shot out.

To detoxify itself, it actually abandoned the outer layer of feathers.

Swish!
With a flap of its wings, the Soaring Eagle appeared a hundred feet away in the next instant.

"It's over!" At this moment, the towering wave, having lost its target, poured down on the martial artists below. Just when everyone thought they would perish, the seven-colored ink butterfly in the sky flapped its wings, and the wave, which carried a terrifying momentum like a tidal wave, instantly dissipated and returned to the power of water attribute.

Meanwhile, taking advantage of this brief moment, the Skyhawk had already disappeared into the distant horizon.

梁归
run away?

Everyone was stunned, never expecting that the once arrogant grandmaster would flee in such a disgraceful manner.

"Puff puff!" The seven-colored ink butterfly in the sky spat out two bubbles and rose vertically into the air, relentlessly chasing after Liang Gui in the direction he had fled.

"Senior Liang! There's more..." Wan Guiliu's face turned pale, and his plea for help came to an abrupt halt as Zhou Qing's gaze fell upon him.

"I," Wan Guiliu, met Zhou Qing's icy gaze. He wanted to back down, but he knew that things could not be resolved peacefully today, so he did not want to humiliate himself further.

"Since you've delivered yourself to my doorstep today, don't blame me."

Zhou Qing's blood and qi were highly condensed, and a powerful aura emanated from the top of his head.

"Aqing." Wei Sheng suddenly stepped forward.

"Master?" Zhou Qing was taken aback. Even if Wei Sheng pleaded for him, he would not let Wan Guiliu go this time.

"We're fellow disciples, let me send him on his way." Wei Sheng sighed softly, his words utterly ruthless.

"Very well." Zhou Qing smiled. Since Wei Sheng wanted to take revenge himself, then he could have it.

"Wei Sheng!" Wan Guiliu stared intently at Wei Sheng.

"Senior Brother Wan, this is the last time I'll call you Senior Brother." Wei Sheng slowly walked down from the platform.

"You two, master and disciple, come at me together!" Wan Guiliu sneered. "No need to use such a low-level provocation. If you can defeat the sect leader, I guarantee no one will stop you from leaving this place." Zhou Qing saw through Wan Guiliu's thoughts at a glance.

"Really?!" Wan Guiliu's eyes narrowed, as if he saw a glimmer of hope.

"You have no choice," Zhou Qing said calmly. He had no choice back then, so naturally he wouldn't make any promises to Wan Guiliu now. But with so many people present, he naturally had to put on a good show.

Wei Sheng cultivated the White Cloud Palm Technique by consuming the flesh of the Poisonous Tai Sui, and his progress was in no way inferior to Zhou Qing's. The diluted poison of the Heavenly Poison Insect alone was enough to make him invincible among those of the same level.

Moreover, in recent years his cultivation has gradually caught up with Wan Guiliu, reaching the level of nine blood exchanges.

"Get out of the way!"

The martial artists present had recovered from the shock they had just witnessed. Although the Grandmasters were at a higher level of combat, they were too far removed from them to see anything clearly. But now, two top-tier Grandmasters were about to engage in a life-or-death battle, which was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Crack, crackle!

Wei Sheng didn't waste any words. As he walked down from the platform, each step he took became heavier, and his true energy and blood became more refined in the process.

He already had an exaggerated physique of over two meters tall, with explosively swollen muscles that made him stronger than many martial arts masters who had honed their skills through countless hours of practice.

Even Zhou Qing himself admitted that, at the same level, if relying solely on martial arts skills, he might not be much stronger than Wei Sheng.

"You!" Wan Guiliu's expression changed drastically, as he was overwhelmed by Wei Sheng's imposing manner.

To avoid being completely overwhelmed by Wei Sheng, he took the initiative to meet him.

Five Poison Palm!

Wan Guiliu's hands instantly swelled up a size, and vibrant, multicolored true energy emanated from his palms.

boom!
The two men's palms collided, producing a muffled explosion in the air. The violent true energy and force stirred up gusts of wind, making their clothes flutter and rustle.

Even the martial arts masters who were watching at close range had to retreat.

Rumble!
At the same time, a thunderous roar came from the distant sky, as if an earth-shattering battle had broken out.

"How could this be?"

Above Huanglong Mountain, Xie Qianjue's eyes were glazed over.

"Ancestor" Xie Feng knew that his ancestor was now filled with regret. If he had acted just now, he could have formed a good relationship with Zhou Qing and his disciple, which would have brought him endless benefits in the future.

Who would have thought that Zhou Chaoxian, on the surface a second-tier high-grade alchemist, was actually a supreme expert who cultivated the divine path, and had such a terrifying beast as the Seven-Colored Ink Butterfly under his command?

Judging by his aura alone, he was almost indistinguishable from the Yao family patriarch he had met a few days ago.

If we compare the power of their attacks, the fact that they forced back the imposing Grandmaster Liang Gui in just one exchange suggests that their strength is probably even greater than that of the Yao family's ancestor.

Moreover, the divine golden body just now was clearly just an avatar of Zhou Chaoxian, not his true divine body. Its real strength was probably even greater than that seven-colored ink butterfly.

"I should have listened to you just now. Why didn't you say anything?" Xie Qianjue hesitated, wanting to blame Xie Feng, but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

"Let's go down."

Xie Qianjue knew he could no longer hide; Zhou Qing's master must have already discovered them.

"Erqing, stop chasing!"

At this moment, Zhou Qing below was watching the battle between Wei Sheng and Wan Guiliu while communicating with Erqing, telling it not to chase too far.

Although Erqing suppressed Liang Gui and the third-tier giant eagle throughout the fight, he mainly relied on the poisonous power of the Poison Dragon bloodline and the water control ability brought by the Yinglong bloodline. His mana was greatly depleted, making it difficult to fight for a long time.

Unless Zhou Qing uses the Four-Winged Ice Silkworm and the Wood God Gu to assist in the battle, he will not be able to keep Liang Gui at bay. If he uses all his methods and still cannot silence him, it will cause him trouble.

Moreover, Xie Qianjue was watching coldly from above, so he couldn't take the risk.

He will deal with today's matter once he breaks through the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top.

(End of this chapter)