You're Helping Me?

Within the blood-colored flames, Gu Sheng's eyes were crimson as his speed suddenly tripled!

He forcibly broke through layer after layer of obstacles and charged to within a hundred meters of the peerless sword!

"Rumble!"

A dragon's roar suddenly echoed between heaven and earth.

Gu Sheng looked up to see a sun and moon appear in the sky at the same time.

The blazing sun, utterly yang and unyielding, and the blood moon, utterly yin and sinister, reflected each other's light as they cast down strange yet powerful energy.

"This is..."

Gu Sheng's heart pounded wildly. The soul floating above the sword suddenly became incomparably clear, and an intense summons flooded his mind.

"Come... quickly, come here..."

The call made all the blood in Gu Sheng's body boil. He pressed a hand tightly against his violently pounding heart and continued forward against the mounting pressure.

Every step felt as though he were treading on knife points.

"Senior Brother Wang! That brat is almost at the sword!"

The man in black warned anxiously, looking uneasy.

Wang Xiujie merely sneered.

"What are you afraid of? With that little cultivation of his, even if he gets the sword, he won't be able to wield its power!"

"But..."

Another cultivator hesitated.

"What if the sword still has energy left..."

"Idiot!"

Wang Xiujie cut him off sharply.

"A divine artifact of that level is more than his body can bear! If he forces himself to use it, he'll only explode!"

His words reassured everyone somewhat, but their eyes remained wary as they looked at Gu Sheng.

Seeing this, Wang Xiujie's tone became even more contemptuous.

"What, has a dying man scared the courage out of you? Keep attacking! I want to watch him crawl toward hope until the very last moment, then personally crush his