Demon Slaying, Gaining 60 Years of Cultivation From the Start

It was precisely for this reason that Qiu Zhen dared to approach Gu Chen closely to exchange blows with him.

Gu Chen's black hair was disheveled, his body was lean and muscular. In that moment, strands of golden light surged from within him. His hair moved on its own without wind, chaotically dancing.

Boom!

A vast and vigorous pale golden blood-qi burst forth from every pore on Gu Chen's body. Standing amidst it, his face was as if chiseled by knives and axes. His whole body was radiant with golden light, majestic and invincible, as if a heavenly god had descended!

"Die!"

With a fierce shout, Qiu Zhen executed the Blazing Fire God Fist. Blazing flames covered his body, and the intense heat of his fist surged as he threw a punch directly at Gu Chen.

At the same time, elsewhere, Jiang Huan and Dong Ziwei joined forces, launching an attack on Gu Chen as well.

From a distance among the warriors, Kui Gang's face was sinister as he spoke to Shen Jie, "Big brother, it seems Gu Chen is in possession of martial skills containing the true essence of the White Tiger, and their grade isn't low."

Shen Jie was the direct descendant of this generation's White Tiger Clan, with cultivation at the full completion of the Returning to True Stage, ranked sixth on the Leaderboard of Heroes, just like Zhuo Siyuan of the Da Guangming Sect. However, he was slim and did not have muscles bulging like Kui Gang, not quite fitting the image of a disciple of the White Tiger Clan.

Upon hearing this, Shen Jie raised an eyebrow, his gaze playful, "No rush, let's watch a bit longer. I want to see just what abilities the first place on the Leaderboard of Heroes has that can surpass me."

Rumble!

Suddenly, nearby, the great hall trembled, and a high platform made of Xuan iron crystal stones began to slowly rise.

The grand voice of the Heavenly Pagoda also echoed at this moment, reverberating within the great hall.

"The final trial begins. When the battle is over, the sole victor remaining in the hall will receive the strongest legacy of this trial."

Upon hearing this, the hall instantly quieted down. At this moment, everyone looked fervently towards the high platform, where a jade slip enveloped in a protective light barrier was placed.

The Pure Yang Martial Sect, positioned as one of the ancient top forces, holds a legacy within its trial tower that no one could be indifferent to.

The martial skills and cultivation methods of ancient times far surpassed those of the present, with a profundity that recent techniques could not match.

"The final trial, the sole victor, this means it's a melee battle?" Zhua Siyu, the leading disciple of the Da Guangming Sect, clad in white, murmured to himself.

For a moment, everyone in the hall looked at each other with faces full of wariness.

Qiu Zhen sneered coldly. Having absorbed the power of the Sun Flame Stone, his strength had improved significantly. He was very confident in himself. He looked at Gu Chen and declared, "Then I'll start with killing you first, come and meet your demise!"

Boom! With a sound, streaks of flames converged, and with a flick of his finger, Qiu Zhen sent a thick, flaming Gangqi blasting towards Gu Chen.

Clang!

A clear sword chime rang out. Gu Chen pressed a finger into the void, utilizing the Superior Martial Skill, True Yang Sword Finger, and a thick, scorching sword energy shot out from his fingertip.

Bang!

The two Gangqis collided in mid-air, sending waves of heat in all directions. However, having absorbed a wisp of true sun fire from the Sun Flame Stone, Qiu Zhen's cultivation had indeed made great strides. His Gangqi overpowered Gu Chen's True Yang Sword Finger, roaring across the void and rolling towards Gu Chen to crush him.

Gu Chen's eyes were cold as his black hair tumbled, his body crystalline as jade. At this moment, he became composed and whispered, "Shadow follows form!"

Immediately after, with a swish, Gu Chen vanished from the spot, instantly appearing behind Qiu Zhen, his golden fist smashing towards him.

"The same move again. Don't expect to trip me up twice with the same trick!"

Qiu Zhen huffed coldly. Clapping his hands together, raging flames roared from his body, then surged skyward. From his back rose a colossal figure made of flames, like a god of fire descending.

The towering figure swirling in intense flames reached out with a large hand towards Gu Chen, causing atmospheric pressure to explode several times over in that instant.

At the same time, Qiu Zhen made his move. His arm shot out with supreme confidence, grappling towards Gu Chen's neck, intending to lift him up directly.

This was both arrogant and humiliating, wildly presumptuous and domineering!

Gu Chen's eyes were profound and dark. Ever since Qiu Zhen had snatched the Sun Flame Stone, the two of them had been locked in a life-or-death struggle.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a high-pitched dragon's roar resounded, and three giant azure dragon phantoms emerged from behind Gu Chen.

Gu Chen's entire frame shuddered, and the horrifying pale golden blood qi immediately surged to the sky. At the deepest part of his body, a secret power bloomed and then spread to his limbs and bones.

Boom!

It was as if thunder boomed within the great hall, Gu Chen's hair wildly danced, his body was covered in a layer of golden light, and his entire form seemed as if it were cast in brilliant, dazzling gold.

Within the heavens of pale golden blood qi, silken strands of electric light twinkled and crackled.

At this moment, everyone's gaze was captured by the battle between the two, with Jiang Huan and Dong Ziwei unable to intervene. Each person in the great hall watched the scene without blinking.

A series of radiant halos emerged on Gu Chen's physique, winding around his tall and strong body, evoking a soul-shaking pressure in the hearts of everyone in the hall.

"What a terrifying body, is this the Indestructible Vajra Body?!" Seeing this phenomenon, the crowd of martial artists was shocked and dismayed.

Zhuo Siyuan and the others also frowned; Gu Chen's body was too terrifying. He clearly had only reached the Gang Qi Stage in cultivation, so how had he managed to refine his body to this extent?

The White Tiger Clan specialized in body cultivation, and Shen Jie was especially skilled in it. Seeing this scene, even he became extremely grave as he said, "Qiu Zhen was too complacent!"

Boom!

The next instant, Gu Chen let out a long howl, and the entire great hall seemed to shake at that moment, as the air exploded, creating successive bursts of sound.

Crack!

A blinding flash of radiant electric light passed by, and Gu Chen threw a punch across, resembling a war god from antiquity descending to the world, full of valor and unrivaled martial prowess.

Bang!

In just an instant, the fiery palm that had been striking at Gu Chen exploded, scattering into countless sparks in all directions.

Upon seeing this, Qiu Zhen's complexion changed sharply, his outstretched arm pausing mid-air, fear taking root in his heart, and thoughts of retreat surfacing.

But at this moment, it was already too late. The two were too close, and Gu Chen's speed was too fast, truly like a bolt of lightning!

"Pfft!"

With a single punch from Gu Chen, even though protected by layers of true Gangqi, Qiu Zhen immediately spat out a large mouthful of blood, his complexion instantly turning pale, and his body was sent flying horizontally.

At this moment, Gu Chen reached out, grabbed Qiu Zhen's ankle, and in the shocked gaze of the crowd, violently swung Qiu Zhen towards the ground.

Bang!

After all, this was the interior space of the Heaven-reaching Pagoda, protected by the force of a formation, indestructible, and incredibly hard.

But even so, at the instant of Qiu Zhen's contact with the ground, the great hall trembled briefly, indicating the tremendous force of the impact.

Qiu Zhen screamed miserably, blood spraying from his mouth and nose, his face deforming on first contact with the ground.

It was excruciating pain, unbearable for Qiu Zhen, causing him to emit screams like those of a slaughtered pig.

Naturally, Gu Chen wouldn't let Qiu Zhen off so easily. His arm swung, and at this moment, Qiu Zhen was like a toy in Gu Chen's hands, repeatedly smashed towards the ground.

This sight tightened the hearts of all the witnessing martial artists, and they felt their hair stand on end.

Qiu Zhen's mouth kept emitting one scream after another, but the sounds grew weaker. At this moment, Qiu Zhen's body had become so twisted it was barely human, drenched in blood, especially his facial features, which had completely caved in.

Gu Chen's expression was indifferent, his eyes filled with cold severity; this wasn't over yet. When Qiu Zhen was at his last breath, Gu Chen lifted him high up, grabbed both of Qiu Zhen's legs with his hands, and then tore mightily.

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A large amount of blood instantly gushed out, and Qiu Zhen's body was torn in half.

In front of everyone, Gu Chen bisected Qiu Zhen alive!

Blood mixed with innards scattered on the ground, but not a single drop stained Gu Chen. His dark hair was scattered, his expression extremely cold, still holding Qiu Zhen's mutilated body in his hands.

Bathed in blood, amidst the rain of blood in mid-air, Gu Chen appeared like a demon god who had burst out from hell!