Just as the old patriarch forced me to my death, I achieved the unity of Dao and fruition.

The cultivation world of the six kingdoms, the Xiao family of Northern Yan.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, twelve golden core auras pressed down across the sky.

Below is a makeshift demon-slaying camp.

People from almost all the major immortal clans, sects, and independent cultivator forces have arrived.

Banners fluttered in the wind, and battle formations were spread out.

Spirit boats were moored outside the valley, and disciples, deacons, and Foundation Establishment elders shuttled back and forth.

Those who didn't know better would think the six kingdoms were about to hold some kind of grand, millennium-long event.

In fact, it's pretty much the same.

The six kingdoms' publicly known Golden Core cultivators, along with some reclusive old monsters who usually kept to themselves, actually managed to gather twelve this time.

This is the largest gathering of cultivators from the six nations in nearly a century.

But there was only one person they wanted to kill.

Gu Changjin.

The Tu family was slaughtered, six cultivators from different kingdoms were killed, Jiang Xuanling's golden core was stripped, and even his own Gu clan members were not spared.

Above the clouds.

Xiao Beiyuan, the patriarch of the Xiao family at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, sat in the main seat.

His beard and hair were half white, his expression was calm, and a blue longsword hung at his side.

This person is recognized as one of the top Golden Core cultivators in the cultivation world of the six kingdoms.

Mid-stage Golden Core.

Sword cultivator.

These two words together carry significant weight.

Xiao Beiyuan spoke slowly.

"Gu Changjin has fallen into demonic possession."

"Although this person's cultivation has only recently entered the Golden Core stage, his methods are strange and his killing intent is extremely strong."

"Do not underestimate the enemy."

A black-robed Golden Core cultivator standing nearby snorted coldly.

"No matter how strange it is, it's still just a newly promoted Golden Core cultivator."

"He was able to kill Jiang Xuanling because Jiang Xuanling's lifespan was nearing its end and his remaining core was decaying."

"If all twelve of us Golden Core cultivators were gathered together, would we still fear a mere demon? Wouldn't that make us a laughingstock?"

Some people nodded.

Some people are cautious.

"Let's first use deduction techniques to pinpoint their location."

"Then set up a demon-trapping formation at Cold Sand Ridge."

"With Fellow Daoist Xiao and the Crimson Sun Hermit in charge of the main battle, the rest of you will each guard a key point of the formation."

"This person is skilled in fire and also possesses demonic flames. It would be best to ask the Azure Crane Sect's Mysterious Water Flag to suppress him."

Everyone chimed in with their own opinions.

Deducing, tracking, deploying troops, luring the enemy, and dividing the battlefield.

He spoke very seriously.

After all, very few people who can cultivate to the Golden Core stage are truly stupid.

Even though they verbally called Gu Changjin a demon, they knew in their hearts that such a madman who could slaughter the Jiang family could not possibly be an ordinary Golden Core cultivator.

After the discussion, the atmosphere eased slightly.

Several Golden Core cultivators then began to sit down and discuss the Dao.

Once cultivators reach this level, it's rare for them to gather together on ordinary days.

Although today is a demon-slaying assembly, it is normal for them to test each other's understanding of cultivation before the demons arrive.

A rogue cultivator at the Golden Core stage spoke up: "In my opinion, the key to the Golden Core path lies in stability. After the core is formed, one should not recklessly alter one's origin; it requires a hundred years of refinement before one can enter the middle stage."

The other person shook their head.

"Not entirely. If one has enough spiritual objects and a strong origin, one can also break through to a higher realm with the help of external forces."

Xiao Beiyuan said calmly, "External forces can be used, but they cannot be relied upon. The essence of a sword cultivator's pill lies in its sharpness. If the essence of the pill is not sharp, even if spiritual objects are piled up, it will still be nothing more than a dead pill."

Everyone seemed to be deep in thought.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out from the side.

That's partly true.

"However, the spiritual energy of your world is declining, and your Golden Elixir technique is crude. The so-called sharpness of the elixir is mostly just self-comfort."

"To be honest, when it comes to the pills of sword cultivators, sharpness is only one aspect."

"More importantly, it is about controlling the soul, refining magical power, and unifying sword intent."

"Otherwise, no matter how bright the sword energy is, it's just sparks and can't cut through mountains and rivers."

On the cloud, several Golden Core cultivators nodded subconsciously.

That makes sense.

"Soul control...not bad, I have indeed neglected this point over the years."

Xiao Beiyuan also frowned slightly.

That was a harsh remark.

That does make some sense.

But the next moment, he suddenly froze.

wrong.

Who was speaking just now?

There were originally twelve prayer cushions on the cloud.

Why is there one more person now?

Everyone's eyes turned to that direction.

A young man in a crimson-gold robe sat at the far end, holding a cup of spiritual tea in his hand, looking as if he had arrived long ago.

The man paused for a moment when he saw everyone looking at him.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Xiao Beiyuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Who are you?"

The young man smiled.

"what?"

"I am Gu Changjin."

As soon as those words were spoken, the clouds fell silent.

The expressions of the twelve Golden Core cultivators all changed simultaneously.

Gu Changjin?

How did he get up here?

When did you arrive?

Why did no one notice?

The demon-slaying camp below was still preparing to track the formation, but the demon had already sat down among them and listened to their discussion for a long time.

The black-robed Golden Core cultivator was the first to stand up, roaring, "You have a path to heaven but choose not to take it; you have no gate to hell but choose to throw yourself into it!"

Gu Changjin put down his teacup and sighed.

"That's a pointless statement."

"If you all gather together, I won't have to search for each of you individually."

"Isn't this great?"

Xiao Beiyuan slowly stood up.

As the leader among the Golden Core cultivators of the six kingdoms, he did not immediately lose his composure.

"Please don't panic."

"This demon came alone, which saves us the trouble of tracking him."

He looked at Gu Changjin, and a cyan longsword flew up from his side.

"Gu Changjin, you slaughtered cultivators from six kingdoms; today, I, this old man, will..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Gu Changjin has already made a move.

A flash of blood-flame sword energy caused the sea of ​​clouds to split open abruptly.

Xiao Beiyuan reacted extremely quickly, his green sword flashing across the sky, its light transforming into a hundred-foot-long green rainbow.

But in the next instant, the blood-red sword energy shattered the azure rainbow.

The green sword let out a mournful cry and was sent flying backward by the shock.

Xiao Beiyuan's expression changed drastically.

"Mid-stage Golden Core?"

"Wait, your magic power... something's not right...?"

Gu Changjin appeared in front of him in one step.

Five fingers formed a claw, wreathed in blood flames.

"You're also a sword cultivator?"

"Unfortunately, it's a bit weak."

puff.

The demonic claw pierced through Xiao Beiyuan's chest.

A cyan golden pill was forcibly pulled out.

Xiao Beiyuan's eyes widened, as if he wanted to say something more.

Gu Changjin casually flicked his wrist, and the corpse plummeted from the clouds.

The Golden Core cultivators in the clouds were taken aback at first, and then they erupted in chaos.

one move.

The Xiao family's mid-stage Golden Core ancestor, a top sword cultivator from six kingdoms, had his Golden Core stripped away in a single move!

The remaining eleven Golden Core cultivators were all shaken to their core.

"Form ranks!"

"Form ranks quickly!"

"This demon is not a newly ascended Golden Core cultivator!"

"Join forces!"

One after another, magical treasures flew out.

The Xuan Shui Banner unleashed a torrent of black water, while the Chi Yang Mirror spewed forth a blazing pillar of fire.

A golden seal suppressed the sea of ​​clouds, and some people also offered up talismans, poisonous sand, flying swords, and bone banners.

The simultaneous attack of eleven Golden Core cultivators was indeed quite impressive.

The clouds were shattered, and the valley below was shaking.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators in the Demon Slaughtering Camp all looked up, only to see flashes of spiritual light in the clouds.

They were unaware of what had happened, assuming that the patriarchs had begun practicing the grand formation.

Gu Changjin stood in the center of the many magical treasures, his eyes glowing with an increasingly bright blood-red light.

The Xuanming Devouring Heaven Scripture is in operation.

Blood flames, chilling aura, and sword intent erupted simultaneously.

He neither guarded nor hid.

Just force it in.

A stream of mysterious water swept over, which he cleaved in two with his blood flames.

The golden seal pressed down, and he shattered it with a single punch.

The poisonous sand landed on my body, burning away some of my lifespan, but I just had to endure it.

He had originally intended to burn this body as firewood.

Cherishing life?

does not exist.

He only wants the Golden Elixir.

Just as an elder in the early stage of the Golden Core realm was about to retreat, Gu Changjin pounced in front of him.

"The first one."

With a single swift movement, the devil's claws reached out.

Golden Elixir obtained.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the other rogue cultivator transformed into a beam of light and fled.

Gu Changjin raised his hand and swung his sword.

A crimson sword aura swept across the sea of ​​clouds, cleaving him and his escape light in two.

"The second one."

"The third one."

"The fourth one."

The cloud is in complete chaos.

These Golden Core elders are usually high and mighty, but when they see Xiao Beiyuan have his core ripped out in one move, who would dare to fight to the death?

One by one, they began to flee.

Is it possible to escape?

Gu Changjin possessed the divine sense of a Nascent Soul level cultivator to lock onto the target, and the Blood Flame Sword Qi to seal the clouds.

Whoever moves, dies.

One by one, the golden pills fell into the storage bag.

The magical artifacts were smashed and taken away one by one.

Storage bags are used in abundance.

Gu Changjin enjoyed the killing.

So cool.

What kind of demon-slaying gathering is this?

This is because the Golden Elixir of the Six Kingdoms took the initiative to gather for a meal and lined up to give him resources.

Below, in the Demon-Slaying Camp, the disciples were still excitedly discussing.

"I heard that after this demon-slaying, the Jiang family's spirit mines will be redistributed."

"If our sect can be allocated to one place, then our Foundation Establishment resources will be secured."

"No matter how fierce Gu Changjin is, he can't possibly stop twelve Golden Core Ancestors, can he?"

"What a joke! Ancestor Xiao is a mid-stage Golden Core sword cultivator. A hundred years ago, he killed a third-tier demon king with a single sword strike."

Not far away, a young man in brocade robes listened with an air of arrogance.

"My grandfather is no ordinary sword cultivator."

"The Xiao Family Azure Rainbow Sword Technique is second to none in the six kingdoms."

"If that demon were to encounter my grandfather, he probably wouldn't even be able to withstand a single sword strike."

Those around him quickly offered their compliments.

"Brother Xiao is right."

"Who doesn't know the might of Elder Xiao's sword?"

"From today onwards, the Xiao family's prestige will likely rise even higher."

The young man in brocade robes smiled slightly.

But just then...

boom!

Suddenly, a huge hole exploded in the clouds.

A corpse fell from the sky and slammed into his face.

Blood splattered all over his face.

The young man in brocade robes froze.

He looked down.

The corpse had a hole in its chest, and its golden core was gone.

The face was so familiar, it couldn't be more so.

"Grandpa...?"

His voice trembled.

The next instant, a blood-red figure landed in front of him.

Gu Changjin stepped on the blood flames, holding a few fresh golden pills in his hand. He looked down at the corpse and then at the young man in brocade robes.

"Oh?"

"Your grandfather was also a sword cultivator?"

His eyes lit up slightly.

"Then call it out."

"Let's have a discussion."

The young man in brocade robes looked at the corpse on the ground and finally broke down.

"grandfather!"

The expectation on Gu Changjin's face immediately faded.

He looked at the corpse, then at the young man who was crying his heart out, shook his head and sighed.

"Another braggart."

"This kind of trash can be the number one swordsman in the six kingdoms?"