Chapter 850 - 850 Might of the Ten Thousand Gu King
850 Might of the Ten Thousand Gu King
The higher the realm of the Longevity Technique, the stronger the strength and the longer the lifespan obtained. However, at the same time, the backlash suffered by the full moon would also be greater.
At Sikong Ye’s level, he was as fragile as babies during the nights of the full moon.
When the Saintess threw him down, he did not even have the strength to resist. All the pain that he could not feel in the past pressed down on him exponentially, and cold sweat quickly broke out on his forehead.
However, even in such a sorry state, his eyes still emitted an unruly cold light. “You’re the Saintess?”
The Saintess was shocked. The medicinal effect of the Cultivation Disintegrating Powder in her body had yet to pass, but Old Ancestor Sikong actually sensed her aura?
No, he didn’t notice it. He could tell.
With just a casual action, he could tell her martial arts path. As expected of an ancestor, his attainments in martial arts had already reached the peak. However, so what?
He was going to die soon. There would no longer be Ancestor Sikong in the world.
“That’s right, I’m the Saintess,” the Saintess said unscrupulously. What did she have to hide from a dead person? Could it be that she was afraid that he would turn around and take revenge on her? Did he have the ability?
However, before killing him, the Saintess had one thing to do.
The Saintess squatted down and gently patted his face with her dagger. This seemingly harmless action was extremely insulting.
Sikong Ye looked at her coldly.
The Saintess smiled faintly. “Don’t look at me like that. You can’t even kill an ant now. Do you think I’m afraid of you? Let me ask you, where’s the Longevity Technique? It’s not the one provided by the Sikong family, but the one you perfected!”
The Longevity Technique left behind by the Sikong family’s ancestors was an incomplete copy. After so many years, the Saintess had only seen two people who had mastered it. One was Yan Jiuchao, and the other was Ancestor Sikong. In the end, Ancestor Sikong had the advantage of age and resources and his realm was higher. Therefore, the Longevity Technique in his hands was definitely more perfect and better.
Sikong Ye said weakly and mockingly, “You want the Longevity Technique… dream on!”
The Saintess smiled and said, “Aren’t you afraid that after I kill you, I’ll turn to deal with your little great-granddaughter? I’m fake, but that one is real.”
Sikong Ye moved back as if he wanted to avoid her dagger. “Whether I hand it over or not, won’t you let her off?” He had already been tricked once. It would not be so easy to trick him a second time!
The Saintess continued, “Then why don’t we make a deal? Give me the Longevity Technique and I’ll spare that girl’s life.”
She had spared her life, but it did not mean that Sikong Yun’s experts would spare hers. However, there was no need to let Ancestor Sikong know about this.
Sikong Ye glared at her without blinking. “Do you think I’ll believe you at this point?”
The Saintess narrowed her eyes. “Name a condition. What must I do to make you hand over the Longevity Technique?”
“Your life.” Sikong Ye enunciated each word clearly.
The Saintess’s eyes darkened. She stood up and shouted, “It seems like you want to do this the hard way. Fine, I’ll kill you first before killing that girl. When I turn the entire Nether Mountain upside down, I don’t believe I can’t find the Longevity Technique!”
As soon as she finished speaking, the Saintess gripped the dagger in her hand and stabbed at Sikong Ye.
Just as she was about to succeed, Sikong Ye touched a mechanism in the dark. He suddenly pressed it, and the floor cracked as he fell.
The Saintess reached out to grab it, but the floor closed with a bang. The Saintess retracted her hand in time. It was too dangerous. If she had been a step later, her hand would have been broken!
No wonder that old fellow kept moving back. She thought that he was afraid and wanted to avoid her dagger, but she did not expect him to approach this mechanism.
The Saintess also pressed the mechanism with her bare hands. Unfortunately, this was originally a mechanism to save oneself. After locking it from the inside, the outside could no longer be activated.
“Detestable!” The Saintess gritted her teeth and stood up. She looked at the tightly closed floor and said disdainfully, “Do you think I can’t catch you like this? Lord Mo, you can come in.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a man in a dark red cloak slowly entered the secret room.
He was seven feet tall, had a muscular body, and a powerful aura. He was one of the three experts that Sikong Yun’s grandfather had given him. He was also a Level Five Asura King, but he had already reached the peak of Level Five and was only a step away from Level Six.
When he walked into the Nether Mountain, the vegetation there had withered.
He stepped on the cold limestone floor step by step. The floor seemed to be burning from his internal energy, emitting black smoke.
The Saintess had never seen such an expert in the Sikong family, other than Ancestor Sikong. It was no wonder that Sikong Yun’s grandfather had repeatedly reminded him not to let Master Sikong discover him. Sikong Yun’s maternal family was really bold. They actually nurtured such a terrifying expert behind the Sikong family’s back!
If she controlled the Sikong family in the future, she would definitely have to guard against Sikong Yun’s maternal family.
However, they were in the same boat now.
The Saintess said to him, “Ancestor Sikong has hidden underground. The stones here are all made of the Sikong family’s Coiled Dragon Stone. They’re indestructible. I wonder if Lord Mo has a way to shatter them?”
“Hmph!” The Level Five Asura King, who was called Lord Mo, gave the Saintess a cold look. He walked to the mechanism and waved his hand, indicating for the Saintess to move aside.
The Saintess was a little angry at this action of sending the shop assistant away. After all, she was the Saintess of the Nether Capital, but he actually looked down on her. If she didn’t have a favor to ask of him, she would have punished him.
The Saintess swallowed her anger and retreated out of the secret room.
Lord Mo sank his energy into his dantian and raised his hand to strike the ground with a domineering astral energy. The astral energy was so powerful that even the entire tomb shook, but the Coiling Dragon Stone did not crack at all.
The Saintess was surprised. Fortunately, she did not listen to Sikong Yun and secretly brought the expert to the Nether Mountain. Otherwise, with the power of the Coiling Dragon Stone, she would not be able to catch the Sikong Ancestor even if she spent three days and three nights.
Once Ancestor Sikong recovered two days later, what awaited her would not be a good fruit.
Lord Mo had only used thirty percent of his strength just now. He was not in a hurry to open it. He increased his internal energy by twenty percent. This time, although the Coiling Dragon Stone still did not shatter, it trembled at a visible extent.
The Saintess’ eyes lit up.
It moved, the Coiled Dragon Stone moved!
There was hope of it opening!
Lord Mo shouted and used 70% of his strength to smash the Coiling Dragon Stone under his feet.
Crack!
A small crack appeared on the Coiled Dragon Stone.
The Saintess was overjoyed!
As expected of a peak Level Five Asura King, he could even crack the legendary invincible Coiling Dragon Stone.
As Lord Mo punched down, the crack on the Coiling Dragon Stone gradually became bigger—
On the other hand, after Yu Wan returned to the courtyard, she first went to pack some clothes for her great-grandfather and then went to the kitchen to get some food. She did not tell a third person about Sikong Ye’s weakness, so Yu Wan did not say anything. Everyone saw that she could eat and only thought that she was taking it for herself.
After she was done packing, she wondered if she should go to Yan Jiuchao’s place to take a look later. She suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Eh? Where was the Saintess? She had been here for so long, but she had not seen her. Didn’t she want to kill her all the time? Why did she suddenly disappear?
“Hey.” Yu Wan stopped a disciple. “Have you seen my sister?”
The disciple shook his head.
Yu Wan asked, “You haven’t seen her all day?”
The disciple thought for a while. “I saw her just now.”
“When?” Yu Wan asked.
The disciple said, “In the evening. Not long after you went out, she also went out.”
Yu Wan continued, “And didn’t come back?”
“Yes.” The disciple nodded.
“She disappeared for no reason. It’s obvious that it’s not a good thing! No, I have to find her!” Yu Wan turned around to look for the Saintess, but the moment she crossed the threshold, the ground suddenly trembled. Yu Wan staggered and almost fell!
She hurriedly held onto the door frame. Just as she stabilized herself, the ground trembled again.
She frowned. “What happened?!”
In Sikong Changfeng’s courtyard.
Little Gu was lying on the back of the Ten Thousand Gu King, acting tyrannically.
Tsk!
It turned over!
Huff!
It punched out with its beautiful little fist!
The Ten Thousand Gu King sat in meditation without moving.
Little Gu plucked its tentacles!
Little Gu pulled its insect horn!
Little Gu punched its insect shell eighteen times!
Swish!
The Ten Thousand Gu King opened its eyes, and a light as sharp as an ice blade instantly filled the surroundings.
Even though Little Gu was on its back, it was instantly stunned by the cold pressure.
The Ten Thousand Gu King looked in the direction of the Nether Mountain. With a pressure, the jade bottle exploded.
Yiya!
Little Gu was so frightened that it hugged the Ten Thousand Gu King’s horn.
The Ten Thousand Gu King flew out domineeringly and coldly. It was so fast that it did not even leave an afterimage.
Little Gu, which was being blown around, was trembling in fear.
The Coiling Dragon Stone completely cracked. The pressure from a peak Level Five Asura King made Sikong Ye’s meridians reverse and his bones break.
Lord Mo used his internal energy to grab the heavily injured Sikong Ye and grabbed his neck.
He was an unattainable god, an invincible king. It was the wish of all the experts in the Nether Capital to defeat Ancestor Sikong with their own hands!
Sikong Ye’s life was rapidly draining away.
Lord Mo controlled his internal energy with his right hand to strangle him. He held a dagger in the palm of his left hand and stabbed it fiercely at Sikong Ye’s heart.
At the critical moment, a sharp scream sounded from behind the tomb.
The powerful pressure of the Gu King swept over like a wave. The dagger that was about to stab Sikong Ye’s heart was pressed into a bow and fell to the ground with a clang.