CHAPTER 526: CHAPTER 287 YE WUHENG

At the same time, he swung his sword backhand, aiming directly at Ye Wuheng’s throat.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Wuheng did not expect Gu Sheng’s speed to be so swift and his swordsmanship so sharp.

Startled, he quickly retreated a few steps to dodge Gu Sheng’s sword edge.

"Clang!"

But Ye Wuheng didn’t stop there. He drew a black longsword from his waist and engaged Gu Sheng in fierce combat.

Their swords flashed, their figures intertwined, locked in an intense, evenly matched battle.

Ye Wuheng’s swordsmanship was unpredictable and elusive, leaving no room for defense;

while Gu Sheng relied on his Gale Nine Swords and Shadow Concealment Skill to maneuver around him, occasionally launching deadly attacks that caused immense pressure on Ye Wuheng.

The spectators were dazzled by the clash, their hearts pounding. They couldn’t believe that Gu Sheng was able to fight someone as formidable as Ye Wuheng so evenly—it was nothing short of miraculous!

"Ye Wuheng is at the peak of the Marrow Refining Realm, with one foot already in the Sea Floor Realm!"

"A Marrow Refining Realm fighter against the Sea Floor Realm!"

"Did he manage it because of the heavenly tribulation?"

As time passed, Gu Sheng gradually adapted to Ye Wuheng’s combat style and began counterattacking.

"Boom!"

Gu Sheng activated his Ancient Sacred Body, his entire body radiating golden light, brilliantly luminous, as golden fists materialized in the air. Soon, a golden fist, as oppressive as a mountain, crushed downward.

Using his Shadow Concealment Skill to obscure his presence, he suddenly appeared behind Ye Wuheng to deliver a fatal blow.

"Ah..."

Half of Ye Wuheng’s body shattered and exploded into a mist of blood.

"You..."

Ye Wuheng’s half-shattered form dissolved into blood mist under Gu Sheng’s lethal strike, his eyes filled with terror and unwillingness.

As the Young Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, how could he endure such a devastating injury after his usual arrogance and dominion?

"You... dare to harm me to this extent!" Ye Wuheng gritted his teeth, hatred surging within him.

Gu Sheng remained composed, as if he had done something trivial.

"Ye Wuheng, you brought this upon yourself. Had you not provoked me first today, I wouldn’t have struck so heavily."

At that moment, beams of white light brightened the skies above Yaochi Holy Land. Array patterns activated, locking the heavens with densely packed formations.

Ye Wuheng froze, his expression changed drastically.

"Yaochi Saintess, you damned woman!"

Ye Wuheng roared furiously, his figure looking increasingly pathetic within the formation, "Release me at once!"

The Yaochi Saintess descended from above, her breathtaking beauty cold and unyielding.

"Ye Wuheng, you think Yaochi Holy Land is a place you can come and go as you please? If I don’t teach you a lesson today, where is the dignity of Yaochi Holy Land?"

"Saintess, please calm your anger—it’s all a misunderstanding."

Ye Wuheng softened his tone, attempting reconciliation,

"I am willing to compensate for any losses, as long as the Saintess shows mercy."

"A misunderstanding? You, the Young Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, trespassed into my Yaochi Holy Land, claiming it’s a misunderstanding?"

The Yaochi Saintess sneered coldly, clearly unwilling to let Ye Wuheng off the hook.

Soon after, the Yaochi Saintess began investigating how Ye Wuheng had entered the holy land.

In no time, a woman named Qin Xuan was brought forward. It turned out she had secretly allowed Ye Wuheng into the holy land without the elders’ permission.

"Qin Xuan, do you realize your crime?"

The Yaochi Saintess stared icily at Qin Xuan.

"Saintess, I... I know I was wrong."

Qin Xuan trembled uncontrollably, not daring to meet the Saintess’s gaze, "Please give me a chance to redeem myself."

"Redeem yourself? Do you think your crime can be brushed aside with mere words?"

The Yaochi Saintess berated her angrily, "Bring Qin Xuan to the Thunder Punishment Platform and administer the lightning punishment!"

Several disciples pleaded for Qin Xuan but were also punished by the Yaochi Saintess.

Qin Xuan was sentenced to labor in the Yaochi Herb Garden, tending to celestial herbs.

This incident shocked the entire Yaochi Holy Land, making everyone acutely aware of the strict regulations governing its sanctity.

Gu Sheng observed this unfold, secretly relieved. Fortunately, he had obtained the elders’ permission when entering Yaochi Holy Land; otherwise, he might have faced similar harsh punishment like Qin Xuan.

He directed a glance at Su Yao, a look of gratitude appearing in his eyes.

After resolving the issues with Ye Wuheng and Qin Xuan, Yaochi Holy Land returned to its usual tranquility.

Under Su Yao’s guidance, Gu Sheng toured various locations in the holy land, marveling at its training environment and abundant resources.

One fine day, Gu Sheng was practicing the Gale Nine Swords in the training grounds.

His figure dashed through the sword lights like the wind, each strike sharp as a blade cutting through the heavens.

Suddenly, he sensed a powerful energy approaching from afar. Moments later, a golden handprint descended from the skies, targeting those in the training grounds.

"Watch out! Quickly dodge!"

Su Yao exclaimed, her figure darting swiftly to avoid the attack.

Gu Sheng also reacted immediately, using his Shadow Concealment Skill to vanish and teleport to a safe location.

The golden handprint crashed down, leaving the training grounds in utter ruins.

"Who dares to wreak havoc in Yaochi Holy Land?"

The Yaochi Saintess shouted furiously, appearing instantly above the training grounds. Her gaze was as sharp as lightning, scanning the crowd before locking onto a middle-aged man clad in golden robes.

"Hahaha! Yaochi Saintess, it’s been a while!"

The golden-robed middle-aged man laughed heartily, his form flickering as he appeared before the Saintess,

"Today, I have come to spar with you. Saintess, will you grant me this honor?"

Gu Sheng fixed his gaze on the man. The golden-robed middle-aged figure exuded overwhelming power, as if a golden War God had descended to the mortal realm.

Golden light coursed through his palm—it was evidently this man who had unleashed the earlier golden handprint.

"Jin Huang, Prince of the Golden Country? Why don’t you remain in your Golden Country and behave, instead of causing trouble in my Yaochi Holy Land?" The Yaochi Saintess questioned icily.