Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 515 Full success
A red heart, carved into a red bone, was dug out and exposed to the elements like a rotten peach. It was still pulsating while emitting bursts of heat, causing Gu Chengsen's eyelids to twitch in astonishment.

"This guy has actually formed his core?!"

Gu Chengsen had a good impression of the suddenly appearing Sect Leader Kang. After all, when the Red Heart Sect's mountain gate was destroyed, the most eye-catching person besides the plump and beautiful woman holding a palace lantern was this tall and imposing man in front of him.

Gu Chengsen had not yet condensed his true essence and refined his true pill, so how did this lowly boy manage to surpass him?
Kang Dabao's pupil technique was already quite impressive when he was building his foundation, but it was nowhere near as terrifying as it appears now.

Just now, two golden lights rushed over, and the Thousand Scale Escape that Honggu Shangxiu hastily summoned was overturned in an instant. Even Gu Chengsen, who was right next to him, was unable to help. Honggu Shangxiu's Dharma body was injured, and his whole body was charred black by the pupil technique, and a part of his chest cavity visibly collapsed.

Then, the well-prepared Sect Leader Kang suddenly used his movement technique to close in and, holding his halberd, directly cut out the red heart from the red bone!
"Senior brother?!" Gu Chengsen called out again, a look of fear appearing on his face.

Having lost his millet essence, Hong Gu Shangxiu's already pale complexion became even more unsightly, yet he remained much calmer than Gu Chengsen. This is because after achieving the highest level of cultivation, as long as one is not at the end of one's rope, one's flesh and blood can be regenerated without harming one's life.

Otherwise, this Golden Core cultivator from the Red Bone Realm might perish at the hands of Sect Leader Kang in just a few breaths.

The so-called essential points for ordinary cultivation are actually only two: one is the head, which is the head of the six yang and the place where the spirit gathers, and it must not be damaged; the other is the dantian, which is the nest of the golden elixir and the place related to life and death.

However, as the monarch's official, the millet spirit was not an ordinary vital organ. It was taken away by Kang Dabao. With the eight meridians of the red bone reversing and the circulation of qi disrupted, the profound power of the body would be reduced by at least 50%. Therefore, the change in the situation was indeed significant.

However, the two newly appointed Supreme Elders of the Three Immortals Cave exchanged a glance but did not back down. Having already accepted Chu Han's orders, if they returned empty-handed, not only would they fail to receive the promised supplies, but they might also face retribution. They had no choice!

In a flash of inspiration, the red heart he held in his hand instantly turned into a pool of thick blood, dripping from between his fingers. Seeing this, the Red Bone Cultivator did not react in any particular way, but simply chose a finger in his left hand and cut it off at the root, transforming it into a jade-colored spear that thrust straight at him.

The foundation of this Golden Core cultivator over the years is not to be underestimated. Kang Dabao felt as if the surrounding spiritual energy had been completely washed away by the strong wind brought by the long spear.

However, no spiritual light appeared after he clenched his fingers into a hand seal. Yet, Sect Leader Kang showed no sign of panic. Fine runes appeared on the outer armor plates of the River Luo Black Armor. The jade-colored spear, as thick as a bowl, seemed to tear a piece of the sky. The sound of wind breaking made Kang Dabao frown, as the heavy runes had indeed diminished most of his imposing presence.

It's just that Kang Dabao acquired this magic weapon too recently, which is why he was still overshadowed by the Red Bone Cultivation Technique.

A few breaths later, the once imposing armor-leaf runes gradually disappeared, and the jade-colored spear slammed into the chest of Sect Leader Kang. However, before the Red Bone Cultivator could even feel joy, he exclaimed in surprise, "How...how could this be?!"

It was clear that the spiritual light of the River Luo Black Armor was dimmed by the impact of the jade-colored spear, and the force did not seem to have been reduced much. However, Kang Dabao only groaned after being hit by the penetrating armor, coughed up a few drops of blood, and then punched out with both fists, squeezing them into the spear shaft.

The long spear, formed from the finger bones of the red bone, rotted into pieces of flesh, and bone fragments fell down, piercing the bodies of many hesitant and loyal followers, leaving them covered in bloody holes.

"Body cultivator? It's been so many years since I've seen a body cultivator advance to the Golden Core stage." The Red Bone Cultivator suppressed his surprise and exchanged a glance with Gu Chengsen beside him.

The latter practiced the Bloodstained Annihilation Scripture, the sect's signature technique of the Crimson Heart Sect. Even after achieving the Golden Core stage, he did not switch to another technique. However, in recent years, while solidifying his elixir body and transforming his inner essence, he also thoroughly reviewed this technique, making it vastly different from before.

He exhaled sharply, and a dazzling golden aura shot out from his throat, striking directly at the Dharma body of Master Kang.

At this moment, Kang Dabao even had the energy to shake off the foul-smelling blood on his hands. After a long time, when he saw the golden energy emanating from Gu Chengsen again, he no longer felt it was sharp.

But then his golden pupils lit up again, and two golden beams shot out, aimed directly at the method used by Gu Chengsen. The two collided, and a sizzling sound immediately followed. The latter's face darkened, and then the eight characters "Oil applied to a griddle, sound like tearing silk" suddenly appeared in his mind.

No wonder he reacted this way. It was clear that Gu Chengsen's skill, honed over three decades of cultivation, vanished into vapor and disappeared in an instant upon encountering Kang Dabao's two golden lights.

"Without using that thing, I cannot defeat him!" Gu Chengsen suddenly realized that he had already used all his strength just now, so there was no need to test him again. He then retreated back to the side of the red bone cultivator.

Both of them came from unorthodox sects and had achieved the Golden Core stage, so they must have experienced countless fierce battles. Even without being told, they knew that since they were now facing a formidable opponent, they should avoid their sharpest attacks.

It seems that even though Sect Leader Kang has only recently achieved the elixir of immortality and his Taoist skills are quite formidable, his foundation is certainly no match for the two of us. As long as we fight a stalemate, we can eventually drag it out until the former's spiritual power is exhausted and he reveals a weakness.

The three cultivators fought fiercely in mid-air, each move unleashed. The two alchemists from the Three Immortals Cave initially tried to help, but as soon as they moved closer, they were shocked by the aftershocks.

As fellow pseudo-Dan, these two were far inferior to figures like Yuan Buwen and Yue Lin. If they dared to get involved, it would be only natural that they would lose their lives in an instant. Thus, they had no choice but to fall into the hands of the Red Heart Sect members.

Seeing their sect leader suffer a setback despite outnumbering their opponents, the morale of the Red Heart Sect members, which had just surged, suddenly faltered. Even the encouragement from several alchemists in the formation did not seem to have any effect.

Conversely, the Chongming Alliance members within the Leihua Mountain formation became excited. At this moment, no one in the formation could still see the fear that the profound light of the formation outside the mountain had almost been completely broken.
If Yuan Jin and Jiang Qing hadn't still managed to regain their composure, the Chongming Alliance cultivators, who were already encouraged to fight to the death, might have already plunged into the somewhat scattered formation of the Chixin Sect members.

Yuan Jin raised his halberd, and the spiritual patterns on the surface of the banner above his head lit up again. The drummers and choreographers under the banner started to move without being urged.

"dong dong"

"Whoosh—Buzz"

The booming drums sounded like spring thunder, and the heavy horns rang out together. The sound waves rippled through the air, and the cultivators of the Chongming Alliance immediately felt their restlessness subside, while their fighting spirit intensified.

Yuan Jin was quite pleased to see this, because training this drum and gong troupe had cost a considerable amount of resources, almost twice the cost of the Qingjue Guard. However, in today's view, the resources had been well spent.

"No wonder Master Zhang so highly praised drummers and hornmen in his notes, even organizing them into formations; there is indeed a reason for it!"

The blood-stained military flags were raised high again, and the troops, which had been a chaotic mess, became orderly and exuded a fierce aura once more in just a dozen breaths after hearing the drums and identifying the flags.

At this moment, it wasn't just the two cultivators opposite who knew that Sect Leader Kang's nascent body was only in its initial stages and his spiritual power was insufficient!

"Second Senior Brother," Jiang Qing said, his face full of worry, glancing repeatedly at the crucial battlefield as he descended from the void. Yuan Jin scrutinized him carefully for a moment before speaking in a deep voice:
"You go ahead and be the vanguard, I'll lead the troops to support you from behind. Be quick, our eldest brother is fighting against overwhelming odds. If we're slow, people outside will laugh at us for being useless, saying that even at our age, we're just a burden to Marquis Wu Ning!"

"Yes!" Upon receiving the order, Jiang Qing's handsome face immediately changed to a resolute expression. After leaving Yuan Jin's side, he returned to the void and called the three alchemists, Bian, Xu, and Hu, together.

With just a few simple words, Xu Liuxian responded. But Bian Hu was already nearly three hundred years old, and even though he held the title of vice leader of the Chongming Alliance, he was not so easily encouraged.

Upon hearing this, the alchemist surnamed Hu showed no outward sign of surprise. However, Jiang Qing, having experienced so much over the years, could discern the alchemist's feigned intentions.

Whether they were going to charge out of the army formation and fight to the death, the outcome of the battle on the Golden Core battlefield above was still unclear, and these two veteran alchemists had not received any cultivation from the Chongming Sect, so it would be strange if they could be swayed by Jiang Qing's few words.

However, the latter was always decisive, and knowing that saying more was useless, he simply stopped elaborating.

As he held his sword across his chest, a wisp of sword energy split off and snapped the turban on his head. To onlookers, all they saw was his eyes gleaming with crimson light, his hair disheveled, and his resolute and fearless expression as he charged straight into the somewhat scattered ranks of the Red Heart Cult members.

Xu Liuxian followed closely behind. Just as the two of them had reaped a large number of lives in the Red Heart Sect's formation with their crimson sword light, a fake Core Formation member from the Red Heart Sect stepped forward to block them.

Regardless of whether they risked their lives or not, they had to make it clear on the surface. Bian Hu and the Tiger-surnamed alchemist, one wielding a nine-ringed broadsword and the other a Xuanwen Golden Bell, were both top-grade magic weapons. They were left outside the Red Heart Sect's army formation, waiting for an alchemist to leap out and crash into them.

Yuan Jin would never allow his junior brother to lose his support. He carefully examined the neatly arranged ranks of the army, then pushed Han Xundao, who had just become a True Cultivator and was serving as a flag officer, back and shouted loudly, "Where is Yuan Changsheng?!"

A loud reply suddenly came from within the formation: "Reporting to the Elder, your disciple is here!!"

Yuan Jin probed with his divine sense and saw that although his eldest son, who was wearing a red coat with mandarin ducks and white plumage, was trying to appear resolute when he spoke, he was actually covered in wounds.

The latter still had a broken arrow stuck in his instep, which was left untreated due to the urgency of the situation. At this point, the wound was surrounded by bulging granulation tissue and was still oozing blood.

Zhou Yixiu knew Yuan Jin's thoughts without asking. She was about to stagger forward and speak to persuade him, but the latter stopped her and asked Han Xundao to help her down to rest.

"Come here and hold the flag!!!" Yuan Jin felt a pang of pain in his heart, but his tone remained firm.

Seeing that Yuan Changsheng had handed over the banner behind him to You Xiaobao, and then staggered towards the banner on his flying magic weapon, the former didn't look at it much, but instead shouted loudly at the troops in the formation:

"As you all know, my sect leader has been favored by the current emperor and has already been granted a title."

Therefore, the future prospects of my sect leader are self-evident and need no further explanation; the reputation of my sect leader is evident from past events and need no further explanation; and the righteousness of my sect leader is universally acknowledged and need no further explanation.

This time, we did not anticipate the shamelessness and disregard for reputation of other cultivators, which caused our alliance to suffer a slight setback. However, although the clowns on the other side are despicable, they were still defeated by our sect leader. Although the Red Heart Traitor is powerful, with people filled with fear, he is nothing more than a group of weak soldiers waiting to be slaughtered.

At this moment, this situation is far from being considered a perilous or dangerous battle. Jin and my son will stand before the enemy today, bearing the great banner, daring to be the first among you! Jin never speaks empty words,”

At this point, Yuan Jin seemed to feel the burning gazes from the Chongming Sect disciples, almost piercing through his armor. But he took out a bottle of clear spiritual liquid and poured it into his eyes before continuing loudly:
"Jin Cai has washed his eyes with the Clear Eye Elixir, and will absolutely not overlook the merits of you all. However, if there are any brave individuals who step forward, Jin will certainly select them before Marquis Wuning. Since these are the requests and demands of courageous and valiant men, how could Jin dare to refuse them?!"

Upon witnessing this scene, Chongming's disciples all responded in unison, "We dare not disobey even unto death!!!"

Most of the disciples from the various factions of the Chongming Alliance were also caught up in the fervent atmosphere and joined in the chorus of voices. Even the righteous followers of the various factions and the local militia of the two counties had begun to feel a sense of not wanting to be outdone.

This shows that the credibility that Master Kang has cultivated over the years is truly effective. If other families wanted to follow the example of Chongming Yuan Er, it would be a pipe dream to boost morale with just a few words, and it would be an impossible task.

Yuan Jin was satisfied only after taking in the scene before him. At this moment, Yuan Changsheng had already stepped down from under the banner, his feet covered in blood.

There is a physician near the Great Banner, Shan Yong, who is a disciple of Niu Kuang and is now a true disciple of the Chongming Sect. Shan Yong is far superior to Yuan Changsheng in terms of talent and comprehension. Therefore, even though he is much younger, his cultivation level is already much higher than the latter and he can prepare for Foundation Establishment.

But seeing Yuan Changsheng's appearance, Shan Yong also looked on with admiration. Just as he was about to approach Yuan Changsheng to bandage his wounds, Yuan Changsheng frowned, stopped Shan Yong, and said loudly:
"That traitor is as weak as a naked woman, vulnerable to being taken advantage of. My comrades in the alliance can break him in a day or two. It's just a minor injury, junior brother, why are you in such a hurry?! After I break through the formation with my banner, the Red Heart Sect will have plenty of high-grade healing medicine from their Golden Elixir Bag to take care of you!!"

As soon as Yuan Changsheng uttered these words, all the cultivators were inspired by his heroic spirit and their spirits were instantly lifted.

Zhou Yixiu was both anxious and delighted. How could he not know that Yuan Changsheng's words were enough to warrant another "heart-strengthening" restriction from the Great Banner? But seeing the wound being relentlessly eroded by the broken arrow's remnant spirit, and knowing that it would be fatal if left untreated, how could he not be anxious?!

Pain was also evident in Yuan Jin's eyes, but he was also very gratified that his eldest son understood his intentions. Yuan Changsheng suddenly exerted his strength, raised the flag, and slowly moved to Yuan Jin's side. The latter ignored the bloodstains on the ground, and after looking around for a moment, he loudly proclaimed:
"Gentlemen, follow my father and me, and advance with our great banner to defeat the enemy! As long as we live, our banner will live; as long as we die, our banner will live! Immense wealth and glory are before us; take it with your own abilities!!!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The cultivators in the alliance were all inspired and their spirits soared to the heavens. Taking advantage of the enthusiastic atmosphere, Shan Yong, after receiving instructions from Zhou Yixiu, hurriedly applied some simple medicine to Yuan Changsheng's wounds. The pain in his foot immediately lessened by more than half, and Yuan Changsheng almost succumbed to the cool and comfortable feeling. However, he couldn't enjoy it for long before gritting his teeth and carrying the flag at the front.

Each bright red bloodstain was perfectly straight, clearing a path for those who followed. Even with a thousand cultivators coming to meet him, Yuan Changsheng showed no fear. The Qingjue Guards and Chizhang Guards, as always, acted as the spearhead of the attack, charging forward first.

Despite being a mere late-stage cultivator, Yuan Changsheng's magical artifacts were all tattered and his life-saving spiritual items had long been used up in the battle. Yet, he stood fearlessly within ten feet of the Qingjue Guards, holding his banner high.

Thanks to this, Yuan Changsheng also witnessed hundreds of magical artifacts and thousands of Taoist techniques clashing wildly, with limbs and bones flying everywhere, and screams of agony flying everywhere. Vibrant lives were often extinguished in mere moments amidst the shouts and curses of both sides. Apart from his closest relatives, no one else seemed to care.

Yuan Jin felt as if he could taste minced meat in the air with every breath, yet he remained perfectly calm, showing no change in expression.

The Qingjue and Chizhang guards are well-trained, while the Chixin followers are generally much more skilled. If the two sides were to fight openly, they might be evenly matched.

However, at this time, all the cultivators under the Chongming Alliance were already sharpening their knives, which made it difficult for the Chixin Sect to cope and showed signs of decline.

Just then, another scream came from behind Jiang Qing.

The Tiger-surnamed alchemist originally intended only to feign compliance with the fake alchemist from the righteous sect in front of him, but unexpectedly, the latter was enraged by the battle and fought desperately.

The Tiger-surnamed alchemist was caught off guard and easily found a weakness by the opposing alchemist. He took a solid blow to the back, shattering his entire spine and nearly causing him to fall to the ground.

While using his spiritual energy to heal his spine, the Tiger-surname alchemist rushed to Bian Hu's side to seek help, which caused the latter to panic and subsequently suffer a severe sword strike from his opponent.

The wound spread from his chest to his waist, instantly revealing a horrific gash on Bian Hu's body. Half of his internal organs were scattered on the ground, the other half pulverized by the sword light. This injury was far more severe than that of the Tiger-surname Pill Master. With such a severe loss of vital energy, how could Bian Hu possibly provide any assistance?!

At this critical moment, if they did not retreat, how could they possibly survive? Bian and Hu were decisive, each retreating despite their injuries.

The two powerful alchemists on the opposite side did not stop and rushed to the front line. The favorable situation, which was bought with the lives of many guards Qingjue and Chizhang, was becoming unstable and showed signs of collapse.

Yuan Jin keenly noticed this and led Yuan Changsheng to press forward with the great banner.

The two opposite were not ordinary alchemists. One of them wielded a staff, and when he swung it, not only did it generate a fierce aura, but it was also as heavy as a mountain. Even if a true cultivator escaped the formation and was hit by it, he would hardly survive.

Even though his swordsmanship was far inferior to Jiang Qing's, among all the sword cultivators Yuan Changsheng had ever seen, even including the top cultivators, his skill level would still rank among the top five. No wonder Bian Hu, who was also an outstanding alchemist, was still defeated by him in a cup of tea by finding a weakness.

The moment these two alchemists landed, even without them making a move, the loyal followers of the Red Heart Sect were greatly excited. The moment they moved, waves of blood surged within the formation, making Yuan Jin's eyes bloodshot and his eyes contort with a rage.

Despite this situation, the Yuan father and son did not back down and still charged into battle with their flags raised!
As the Chongming Alliance members gathered under the banner underwent numerous restrictions such as "forging courage," "strengthening the heart," "protecting the body," "restoring the spirit," and "breaking the edge," they gradually calmed down under the heavy pressure.

Human strength has its limits, and those two alchemists were ultimately not Golden Core cultivators. Although they had easily defeated two others of the same level, their efforts were actually extremely taxing. Of their ten percent of their abilities, only thirty percent remained; they were already in a state of outward strength but inward weakness.

The afterimages of staffs and swords falling became increasingly rare, and the number of lives lost beneath them also dwindled. After initially overwhelming the enemy with sheer force, Yuan Jin, who was in charge of the army, changed his tactics.

The Qingjue and Chizhang guards, having suffered considerable losses, went to rest. Nearly twenty true cultivators were selected from among the alliance's disciples to specifically engage the two fake Core Formation cultivators. The remaining Chixin sect members continued to resist using military formations.

If the two Pill Masters were at their peak, they would not have taken ten True Cultivators seriously. However, the current situation is quite difficult. After the Pill Master with the staff smashed the heads of two True Cultivators, Duan Anle, who is usually calm, found a flaw in his defense.

Even a mere peck at the throat, a vital spot, by the sharp beak of a second-tier low-grade Grey Spirit Falcon was enough to fill the staff-wielding Pill Master with lingering fear. He clutched his throat while casually smashing the spirit bird into a bloody pulp, causing Duan Anle to vomit hot blood and nearly faint.

If Kang Rongquan hadn't promptly scattered over a dozen types of second-tier thorn seeds, instantly forming a vine wall to block them, the second disciple of the Great Sect Leader Kang might have lost his life.

Seeing that the Pill Master with the staff was already seriously injured, the remaining cultivators, though still filled with fear, began to look more eager.

"This is a fake core that has been severely damaged!!"

The Pill Master with the staff was a figure of some importance, but he had not yet realized that he had become a living military merit. Fewer and fewer true cultivators were gathering around him, but they were becoming more and more reckless. Even the Qi Refining cultivators next door dared to break away from the formation and risk using their methods to shoot at him.

After another cup of tea's time, the alchemist holding the staff felt an intense burning sensation in his chest, as if even breathing was scorching.

"I can't stay any longer, I have to leave!"

The moment this thought crossed his mind, he saw Yuan Jin, who was poised to attack, blocking his path. After a burst of spiritual light from his hand, a golden bell as tall as a person crashed into him, blocking his retreat.

"Talisman?!"

Although the talisman had been attacked several times, it only lasted for a few breaths before dissipating.

However, the remaining spiritual power of the staff-wielding alchemist was also largely consumed by him. When he was forced to retreat to his original position, he and several Foundation Establishment cultivators, including Kang Rongquan, surrounded him again.

The methods and magical artifacts that he once considered childish and laughable have now become death warrants. Before his death, the Pill Master with the staff was almost unconscious, only vaguely remembering that his head was smashed by a first or second-grade top-quality mixed gold staff.

As the yellow and white spray flew, the sword-wielding alchemist, who was also being attacked, made a decision. He disregarded his own strength and desperately unleashed a dazzling sword light, wiping out the lives of those around him and fleeing for his life.

Yuan Jin showed no sign of pride, but simply threw the newly acquired fake pill storage bag at the feet of the group of true cultivators, and then urged Yuan Changsheng to take the lead with the flag.

Both father and son were covered in wounds, yet they still led their heavy army formations toward the Red Heart Cult members.

One side fought with all its might, while the other lost all courage. The outcome was obvious. Yuan Jin and his son led their troops to rout the Red Heart Sect's army. The scattered Red Heart Sect members immediately filled the foot of the mountain. The battle cries of the Chongming Alliance were deafening, which even terrified the two alchemists who were fighting Jiang Qing and Xu Liuxian.

Unlike the two False Core cultivators from the Three Immortals Cave who had just lost their lives, even though they were terrified, they could not abandon their ancestors and disciples. So they could only watch helplessly as the Chongming Alliance army formation pressed forward with the banner, and the six-leaf green lotus Dao seal on the banner became clearer and clearer.

Although Jiang Qing had only studied the sword manual given to him by his senior uncle for a short time, he had already grasped some of its true meaning. Although he relied on the power of external alchemy, his methods were three points more ruthless than those of Xu Liuxian, a master alchemist for many years.

With the all-out effort of the inspired cultivators in the alliance, even Yuan Changsheng, who was holding the flag at the front, could not withstand the aftershocks of the battle between the pseudo-core cultivators and was knocked unconscious.

Jiang Qingcai, somewhat pleased with himself, preempted Xu Liuxian and used his sword to take the lives of two Pill Masters. With that, the remaining army of several thousand men had only one target left.

However, when Jiang Qing probed the area with his divine sense, he saw that the Golden Core battlefield had changed.

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By this point in the battle, Hong Gu Shang Xiu had exhausted all ten fingers. He had not yet mastered his Daoist arts, and he could not use his toes. Therefore, he had no choice but to hide behind Gu Cheng Sen and use his divine sense to manipulate magical treasures to defend against enemies.

The latter knew this but was helpless. Since the battle of Fazhou, Honggu Shangxiu's injuries had not fully healed, and now he had suffered repeated injuries. It was already a great effort that he had managed to hold on until now.

Even if we win this time, the vital energy expended will not be fully replenished by the powerful and influential Spring Breeze Envoy of the Joyful Union Sect.

However, Gu Chengsen had not even completed the transformation of his Dan Yuan, so how could he be a match for Sect Leader Kang?! The former's usual Crimson Copper Lock could not even break the Heluo Xuan Armor, let alone Kang Dabao's Primordial Body, which was already close to perfection with the help of the Moon Marrow Golden Ointment Pool.

If it weren't for the fact that the Red Bone Cultivator was still struggling to cope, Gu Chengsen himself would have been in grave danger. Two more golden lights narrowly grazed past the top of his head, burning Gu Chengsen's black hair to ashes, leaving him terrified.

"How come this guy hasn't used up all his spiritual energy yet?!"

Kang Dabao pressed on relentlessly, showing no sign of stopping. His cultivation of the *Mysterious Purity and Decline Secret Manual* was progressing smoothly, and his mastery of the *Long Breath Technique* was even more refined. Before him stood a heavily injured Golden Core cultivator and a newly advanced Upper Cultivator; it would be strange if he could wear them down to death!

Gu Chengsen made a snap decision and unleashed his trump card without holding back!
"Senior brother, make your move!!"

No sooner had the shout been uttered than a broken arrow, imbued with demonic energy, hurtled through the wind.

Master Kang's gaze sharpened, as if facing a formidable enemy.

But then, bloodshot eyes bloomed on the broken arrowhead, accompanied by a shrill whistle. A huge ancient demonic remnant suddenly emerged in Kang Dabao's spiritual platform. Its ferocious purple face was full of savagery. It roared wildly, trying to destroy the divine consciousness of the Great Master Kang.

However, the ancient demon's lingering will did not expect that a full moon would suddenly rise beside it, its cold light and domineering power suppressing it mercilessly.

"Roar!"

The final, mournful howl of the demonic spirit within his mind caused Kang Dabao to momentarily lose his senses. Upon regaining his senses, he felt a chill run through his body once more.

It turned out that Gu Chengsen's golden qi and Hong Gu Shangxiu's magic weapon were both close to the face of Master Kang. If he had woken up a moment later, the gourd at his waist might have made its move again.

"How...how is this possible?!"

Gu Chengsen was shocked and didn't even care that his golden energy was once again annihilated by the golden light. He turned and left. Hong Gu Shangxiu was originally much more alert than the former, but the use of magic treasures had exhausted him, so he still fell behind.

"hiss"

The sharp halberd easily severed the head of a seasoned cultivator, but this time, he had no chance for flesh and blood to regenerate. Gu Chengsen, who had retreated, also failed to make his way; Jiang Qing rushed forward desperately, followed closely by a formation of thousands of soldiers, who finally managed to stop him.

One after another, the Chongming Alliance cultivators sacrificed their lives to block Gu Chengsen's path to survival. His hands were covered in blood, but his heart was filled with despair. Knowing that begging for mercy was a joke, he steeled himself and cried out in a miserable voice:

"Kang Dabao!! You despicable scoundrel who preys on women, you have betrayed your comrades and willingly become a lackey of the Kuang family! Once the cunning rabbit dies, the hunting dog is cooked; you, Chongmingzong, will not escape such an end one day!!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than two golden beams of light robbed Gu Chengsen of his life. The last remaining cultivator of the Red Heart Sect perished, and no one mourned his loss.

The lives of all those people on this mountain are also like this.

(End of this chapter)