Chapter 1369: Gu Huang’s Last Resort
Chapter 1369: Gu Huang’s Last Resort
Translator: CinderTL
A sinister smile curled Song Wen’s lips as he flicked his wrist, summoning the Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword into his hand.
"Gu Huang, I wonder if your formation can withstand the Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword."
Gu Huang watched as the jet-black short sword began to radiate a profound, sword-like aura, terror and despair flooding his eyes.
"Gou Jun, you can’t kill me..."
"A joke!" Song Wen scoffed, and the Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword shot forth in response.
Before the sword arrived, its overwhelming momentum already struck.
The Blackwater before the short sword split open, forming a massive rift as if making way for the divine blade.
Thud!
The Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword pierced the barrier with a dull sound, shattering it instantly.
Though slightly weakened, the sword’s momentum still carried it toward Gu Huang like a shooting star chasing the moon.
A shield had materialized before Gu Huang, its origins unknown.
The shield was thirty meters wide, impossibly thick, and covered in razor-sharp spikes. It was clearly forged from some kind of turtle carapace.
The Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword clashed with the shield.
Neither gained the upper hand; both were sent flying backward.
A flicker of surprise crossed Song Wen’s eyes.
Despite the formation’s dampening effect on the sword’s power, this turtle carapace shield was clearly no ordinary artifact!
Below Song Wen, a surging blood sea surged, overwhelming and engulfing Gu Huang.
Gu Huang watched the blood sea closing in from all directions, seemingly aware that escape was hopeless. He offered no resistance, only bellowing defiantly:
"Gou Jun, if you kill me, your secrets will be exposed to the world. We’ve clashed many times, but I’ve never revealed the details of our battles to anyone—until now. I’ve recorded everything on a jade slip: your inexhaustible Substitute Puppets and the void fiend sealed within your body."
At this, Gu Huang glanced at the surrounding blood sea.
It had completely engulfed him, blocking all escape routes. But the blood sea’s advance had visibly slowed.
Seizing this desperate lifeline, Gu Huang continued:
"That jade slip is hidden in an intelligence shop in Thousand Blades City. Once I’m dead, the information will spread throughout the world. Then, not only the three great sects of the Southern Nether Continent, but also the sects and rogue cultivators of Crimson Cloud Province, Candle Dragon Province, and Azure Gale Continent... All will covet the secrets hidden within your body. Especially the Divine Blood Gate—they’ve always been obsessed with any intelligence related to void fiends."
"By the way... if Ying Wu were to find out about this, wouldn’t she be the first to attack you? She’d dissect you to see what makes you different from ordinary people. The fact that a cultivator can seal a void fiend within their body is probably the most intriguing thing in the world to her."
Song Wen’s expression shifted unpredictably as the blood sea halted ten zhang away from Gu Huang.
If Gu Huang’s words were true, it would indeed bring him a great deal of trouble.
Gu Huang watched as the nauseatingly foul-smelling blood sea finally stopped surging. A flicker of relief flashed in his eyes.
"Gou Jun, if you let me leave unharmed, I swear I won’t reveal your secret to anyone. Let’s part ways and never cross paths again."
But the moment he finished speaking, the blood sea churned back to life, surging toward him with renewed force.
"Gou Jun!" Gu Huang’s face twisted in panic. "What do you want...?"
Before he could finish, the blood sea swallowed him whole.
A ferocious glint flashed in Song Wen’s eyes as the blood sea slowly flowed back into his body.
Gu Huang’s words truly presented a significant threat. But keeping Gu Huang alive would be an even greater danger—a sword hanging over his head, poised to fall at any moment, keeping him constantly on edge.
If those secrets were truly exposed, he could simply change his identity and retreat to a distant province to cultivate in obscurity.
As the blood sea completely vanished, Song Wen found himself holding Gu Huang’s severed head.
Gu Huang’s eyes remained wide open, refusing to close even in death!
Song Wen stored the head in his storage ring, then soared upward and fled at breakneck speed.
Simultaneously, a portion of his consciousness sank into his sea of consciousness.
Within it, the divine souls of Gu Huang and Consort Xi remained suppressed.
Ignoring Consort Xi, Song Wen focused on Gu Huang.
"Is everything you just said true?" Song Wen asked gravely.
Gu Huang’s face twisted into a ferocious, deranged expression.
"You’ve already condemned me to death. Don’t expect any answers from me. Do you think I’d let you possess my body and be reborn?"
"So, you sealed the shadow void within your sea of consciousness. And you were able to do all this because of the Black Hole above it, weren’t you?"
"Once this information gets out, cultivators from all factions will hunt you down. They’ll skin you alive, tear out your bones, and dissect your body piece by piece, just to unravel your secrets. When that time comes, your death will be far more agonizing than mine! Hahaha..."
Song Wen replied, "You want a taste of suffering before your soul scatters and spirit vanishes? I’ll grant you that wish!"
As Song Wen’s words faded, a golden liquid slowly coalesced before him, radiating scorching waves of heat.
The golden essence shot out and landed on Gu Huang’s right leg.
"Ah—"
A piercing scream tore from Gu Huang’s throat, yet his eyes remained fixed on Song Wen, burning with hatred.
"Gou Jun, no matter how you torture me, I won’t answer any of your questions."
"Still so stubborn! Seems you haven’t suffered enough!"
Song Wen simultaneously conjured three globules of golden essence, all striking Gu Huang’s chest.
Gu Huang’s screams intensified, becoming even more agonized.
His divine soul’s torso began to melt, his chest twisting into a grotesque mass. His right leg went limp, as pliable as a noodle.
The pain in his divine soul was far more despair-inducing than any physical torment.
The agony surged like a relentless tide, each moment stretching into an eternity.
By the time the golden essence dissipated, Gu Huang’s consciousness was fading. He curled into a trembling ball, his gaze unfocused.
"Want your soul to scatter and spirit to vanish? It’s not that simple!"
As Song Wen’s cold voice echoed, a torrent of luminous specks cascaded down from the Black Hole above.
The specks of light descended upon Gu Huang’s divine soul, and his chest began to heal at a visible rate, his eyes rapidly regaining their clarity.
Song Wen crouched before Gu Huang, a sinister smile playing on his lips.
"Rest assured, your soul won’t scatter so easily. No matter how severely your divine soul is damaged, I can always restore you."
As he spoke, a droplet of golden essence materialized above his palm and dripped onto Gu Huang’s uninjured left leg.
Gu Huang’s left leg convulsed violently, then began to tremble uncontrollably.
The golden essence burned his leg, but above, specks of light continued to fall, repairing the damage. Even the luxury of lapsing into unconsciousness was denied him.
"Gou Jun... why not tell you?" Gu Huang’s breath was shallow, his voice halting.
"Everything I said was true. I hid the intelligence jade slip at the Formless Pavilion. But even if you know this now, it’s useless. Once they learn of my death, the Formless Pavilion will release the information."
Song Wen’s expression turned predatory, but he stopped tormenting Gu Huang and instead asked:
"Why did you journey tens of millions of miles to the Abyss of Extinction in Crimson Cloud Province to refine ten thousand Corpse Puppets?"
(End of the Chapter)
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