"How... possible..."
This was the last vague thought before his consciousness was completely annihilated.
This spiritual imprint clone could not even leave behind a complete last word. Under that sword, it was completely shattered like a bubble and dissipated into nothingness.
In the alley, the figure of Gu Sheng was standing quietly at some point.
In his hand, he held a long sword with a simple shape and exuding a hint of imperial pressure - Southern Emperor Sword. The sword was as clean as new and not stained with any dirt, as if the sword that was as fast as a ghost and cut off the spiritual mark just now was not made by it.
Gu Sheng turned his wrist expressionlessly, and Southern Emperor Sword disappeared silently in his hand.
He didn't even look at the place where the mental mark dissipated, as if he had just crushed a noisy fly to death.
He moved again, as if teleporting, and returned to the bloody front yard of the Gu family mansion.
The surviving Gu Jianghe was still slumped in a pool of blood, with sad eyes. Dozens of Linlang Guards stood aside like sculptures, guarding silently, and the air was filled with suffocating grief, anger and murder.
Gu Sheng's eyes swept across the corpses of the clan members on the ground, a trace of deep pain flashed in his eyes, but was soon replaced by a more determined coldness.
He spoke in a deep voice, his voice was not loud, but it passed clearly into the ears of every Linlang Guards.
"Arrange all the families of the deceased and give the deceased a good burial. All expenses will be paid from my account in the Linlang Pavilion. There is no need to save."
"Yes! I will obey the order of Third Pavilion Master!"
Linlang Guards leader clasped his fists and bowed, and responded with a sonorous and powerful voice without any hesitation.
The name they call "Third Pavilion Master" already shows Gu Sheng's extremely high status within the Linlang Pavilion.
After the order was given, Gu Sheng stopped talking.
He stood quietly in the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, like a silent statue. The afterglow of the setting sun stretched his tall figure very long, forming a tragic and tragic picture with the scarlet ground under his feet.
Linlang Guardss carried out the order silently and began to collect the corpses carefully. No one dared to disturb them.
Situ Qingfeng had also arrived a long time ago. He stood not far away, looking at Gu Sheng's silent figure that seemed to contain a monstrous storm. His expression was extremely complicated. He opened his mouth several times, wanting to say some words of comfort or admonishment, but in the end all his words turned into silent sighs.
He knew that any words at this moment were pale.
He could only stand aside silently, accompany his friend, and bear this heavy weight together.
The sky gradually darkened, Setting Sun Like Blood, dyeing the sky and the earth a tragic red, as if even the heavens were mourning the tragedy of the Gu family.
When the last ray of sunlight was about to disappear under the horizon, Gu Sheng, who had been standing silently, suddenly opened his eyes again!
Those eyes no longer had the overwhelming anger and fierce murderous intent before, but were replaced by a kind of extreme coldness and calmness, like eternal ice, bottomless, but seemed to contain a determination that could burn everything.
He took one last deep look at this home that he had lived in for many years but had now turned into a Shura field, then turned around resolutely and strode out of the broken door of the Gu family.
At the door, he paused slightly, but did not look back. He just said in a calm but decisive voice, as if he was swearing.
"This hatred is irreconcilable! I, Gu Sheng, will definitely personally recover this blood debt from that Xiao Beixuan!"
After the words fell, he flicked his finger.
A wisp of elixir fire that was extremely condensed and exuded terrifying heat, like a spirit with life, shot lightly into the Gu family's house.
Boom--!
The pill fire touched the ground and exploded instantly, turning into raging flames, like a prairie fire, sweeping and spreading at an alarming speed! The tongues of fire crazily licked the pavilions, beams, pillars, doors and windows, devouring the blood and corpses on the ground.
The fire soaring into the sky illuminated the gradually dimming Wuyun City, and also reflected the cold and determined profile of Gu Sheng in red.
He no longer looked at the burning home and thought silently in his heart.
"After half a month, I will bring the mastermind behind the scenes to put the heads on my neck and come here to pay homage to all the dead souls!"
Then, he moved and turned into a blue rainbow, piercing the air without looking back. Leaders Situ Qingfeng and Linlang Guards looked at each other and immediately followed them.
Three hours later.
Great Desolation City, dungeon, total number Linlang Pavilion, a quiet room with elegant furnishings but solemn atmosphere.
Situ Qingfeng was sitting uneasily. The precious tea cup in his hand was rubbed repeatedly unconsciously. The spiritual tea inside had already become cold.
His eyes were always fixed on Gu Sheng, who was sitting across from him. He had closed his eyes and remained silent since he came back, as if he was an old monk in trance.
The sky outside has gradually turned from the darkness of the night to the gray before dawn, and then to the faint morning light.
For several hours, Gu Sheng seemed to have turned into a stubborn stone. He never said a word. The aura around him was restrained to the extreme, but also suppressed to the extreme.
Situ Qingfeng finally couldn't help it, stood up again, walked a few steps in the room, and then stopped in front of Gu Sheng, his tone full of worry and urgency.
"Brother Gu! You should say something! I know you are feeling sad and angry, but this matter needs to be discussed in the long term! Then Xiao Beixuan set up this life and death challenge, clearly making it clear that the horses and horses are going to lure you into the game, so you must be fully prepared! You must not be impulsive!
No matter what your plans are, I, Situ Qingfeng, am willing to accompany you through mountains of swords and seas of fire, without even frowning!"
Gu Sheng's eyelashes moved slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.
Those eyes were still heart-stoppingly calm and cold.
He did not respond to Situ Qingfeng's concerns and statements. Instead, he suddenly stood up and said in a calm but unquestionable tone.
"Let's go to southern Xinjiang."
"Southern Xinjiang?"
Situ Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, with surprise and confusion written all over his face.
"Brother Gu, are you going to southern Xinjiang at this time? What about Soul Severing Cliff's appointment..."
"It's just for the appointment with Soul Severing Cliff in half a month."
Gu Sheng interrupted him, looking towards the gradually brightening sky outside the window, without any wavering in his tone.
"I'm going to southern Xinjiang to pick up something - the remains of Golden Winged Great Peng."
He paused and continued.
"This trip is extremely dangerous.
Moreover, I will let Linlang Pavilion take the initiative to disclose my whereabouts through special channels."
"What?!"
Situ Qingfeng was even more shocked when he heard this, almost thinking that he heard wrongly.
"Tell Xiao Beixuan where you are and let him send people to intercept and kill you?" Brother Gu, why are you doing this?
"Yes, we just want to lure him to intercept and kill him."
Gu Sheng turned his head and looked at Situ Qingfeng, his eyes as deep as an abyss.
"Since he wants to play, I will play with him to the end.
At the time and place that he thinks is most impossible and unexpected, cut off some of his wings and collect some interest. At the same time, take this opportunity to see what methods he has."
Situ Qingfeng looked at Gu Sheng's calm but extremely firm eyes and instantly understood his intention.
This is to turn his back on guests and take the initiative to stir up a bloody storm before going to that fateful appointment! He took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, beat his chest heavily, and said proudly.
"Okay! Since Brother Gu, you are so determined, I, Situ Qingfeng, will accompany you to the end! Isn't it just to fight for your life? I have long been prepared to fight for you with my life!"
Gu Sheng took a deep look at Situ Qingfeng, didn't say any more words of thanks, and just nodded.
"Go and get ready. We'll set off in half an hour."
After saying that, he stopped staying and walked straight out of the quiet room, heading towards the fifth floor of the Linlang Pavilion headquarters, where the Information Hall is located.
In the information hall, the lights are brightly lit, and even in the early morning, there are still personnel on duty who are concentrating on processing the information gathered from all parties.
Seeing the arrival of Gu Sheng, the two officers on duty immediately put down their work and bowed with respect.
"Seen Third Pavilion Master!"
Gu Sheng nodded slightly and said straight to the point.
"I am going to go to southern Xinjiang. You have 'unintentionally' revealed my itinerary through the Information Hall, and you must let everyone who should know know it."
When the two officers on duty heard this, they were stunned for a moment. Then one of them seemed to understand something, with a worried look on his face, and tried to persuade.
"Third Pavilion Master, are you going to southern Xinjiang? Do you need us to arrange for manpower to protect you secretly? Or..."
"No need."
Gu Sheng waved his hand, his tone calm but unquestionable.
"Just do as I say.
Just spread the word and don't have to make any additional arrangements."
The two officers on duty looked at each other and saw understanding and awe in each other's eyes.
They understood Gu Sheng's intention, which was to use themselves as bait to take the initiative to enter the game! The two of them stopped talking, clasped their fists together, and responded in a deep voice.
"My subordinates understand! Please rest assured Third Pavilion Master, the news will be quickly disseminated through specific channels after the opening of Wuzhifang City today! You... be careful!"
Gu Sheng nodded, said no more, turned and left.
Shortly after Gu Sheng left Linlang Pavilion, in Great Desolation City's huge and intricate black market network, information about his upcoming trip to southern Xinjiang to find Golden Winged Great Peng's remains began to quietly spread at an alarming speed.
With its rapid spread and wide coverage, it is obvious that there is an invisible hand behind it that is driving it accurately.
However, the ripples caused by this piece of information among the black market warriors were not too big.
For the vast majority of warriors who are struggling to survive in the black market or pursuing profits, the name Gu Sheng and the grudge between him and a mysterious and powerful being "Xiao Beixuan" are too far away, just like the collision between two behemoths. Although it is shocking, it has little to do with their own livelihood and interests.
After hearing the news, some people scoffed and even questioned it.
"Gu Sheng? Linlang Pavilion's Third Pavilion Master? Real or fake? What are these big shots doing in the wild land of southern Xinjiang? It can't be fake news, right?"
Most people are indifferent and just treat it as a conversation piece after dinner, forget it after hearing it, and turn their attention to tasks or treasure information that can bring immediate benefits. Only a very small number of people with a keen sense of smell or who are related to certain forces will silently write down this information and pass it on through various channels.
The entire black market is still immersed in its inherent rhythm of busy and noisy for profit, and this seemingly heavy news has not caused much trouble.
However, the undercurrent has begun to surge, and an invisible net seems to be quietly spreading towards southern Xinjiang.
In an inconspicuous corner, a warrior wearing clothing with the Boundless Sect mark was looking through some low-quality monster materials at the stall, but his ears moved slightly, and he accurately captured the whispers of several people nearby about "Linlang Pavilion Third Pavilion Master Gu Sheng", "Southern Xinjiang", "Golden Winged Great Peng Legacy" and other keywords.
His eyes suddenly condensed, a glimmer of light flashed through his eyes, and then he returned to his normal state. He put down what he was holding like an ordinary customer, and walked unhurriedly towards the deeper shadows of the black market.
After confirming that no one was paying attention, the Boundless Sect warrior quickly took out a palm-sized black jade talisman engraved with complex runes from his arms - it was a precious long-distance communication magic weapon.
He forced out a ray of true energy from his fingertips and injected it into the jade talisman. Light flashed on the surface of the jade talisman. He immediately lowered his voice and reported at a very fast speed.
"Target Gu Sheng has left Great Desolation City. According to reliable intelligence, its destination is southern Xinjiang. It is suspected that it is looking for the remains of Golden Winged Great Peng. There is only a young man traveling with him, whose identity has not yet been determined."
After a moment of silence, the black jade talisman vibrated slightly, and a processed, low and majestic command voice came.
"The news has been learned. Immediately notify the 'Anzi' in the city, launch the 'Falcon' plan, and go to the only road in southern Xinjiang to intercept and kill! Be sure to take his head and come back to revive him!"
"As you command!"
Boundless Sect The warrior accepted the order without hesitation, with a bloodthirsty cold light flashing in his eyes.
He quickly put away Communication Jade Talisman, his figure melted into the darkness like a ghost, and disappeared completely after a few flashes.
At the same time, Great Desolation City Tiancheng, deep inside a house that occupies an extremely large area and is decorated with extremely grand and luxurious decorations.
In the exquisite pavilion, Xiao Beixuan was lazily reclining on a lounge chair covered with soft ferret fur.
Two maids with good looks and graceful figures knelt beside him. One of them carefully peeled the ice crystal grapes filled with spiritual energy for him, while the other gently beat his legs with her slender hands.
He closed his eyes slightly and looked content, as if all the disturbances in the outside world had nothing to do with him.
However, not far from the pavilion, on a thick stone pillar, there was a cruel scene that was incompatible with this comfort.
A middle-aged man with disheveled hair and bloodstains all over his body had his left and right collarbones pierced by dark iron chains as thick as his arms and engraved with sealing runes, and he was locked to the stone pillar.
The iron chain was deeply embedded in the flesh and bone, and the area around the wound was completely black. A subtle black energy was constantly eroding his body, causing him to frown tightly in agony even in a coma. This person was none other than the kidnapped head of the Gu family, Gu Lie!
A subordinate with a cold breath and sharp eyes was standing bowed outside the pavilion, reporting to Xiao Beixuan in a low voice.