Chapter 217: Myriad Medicines Divine Lord……Not Dead?

In the depths of the void, three dim lights fled desperately.

That was the last fragment of the Dao fruit left behind by the Twilight Immortal King.

As long as it escapes even a little, it won't be long before it can return to its peak.

However, Gu Cangsheng is here.

He can let the opponent escape.

Even he, this Jue Dian Immortal King, might as well not bother.

Just as Gu Cangsheng raised his right hand, fingers spread, preparing to crush this space in one grasp, grinding those three lights together into nothingness.

"Grandfather, show mercy."

Gu Yuan's voice transmission reached Gu Cangsheng's ears: "Leave a complete corpse; this body will be of great use to me."

Gu Cangsheng's action paused for a moment.

The originally violent and unmatched chaos crushing force was forcibly turned into a gentle enveloping.

The gray-purple airflow turned into a tightly woven great net, covering the three lights from above.

The lights darted left and right within the net, emitting shrill cries. That was the lament of the Twilight Immortal King's lingering will.

"Gu Cangsheng! You dare cut off my path of life; the Lord will certainly not let you off!"

Gu Cangsheng turned a deaf ear, pulling his fingers back.

The great net rapidly shrank, forcibly merging the three lights together.

Next, he reached back and pulled from the ruins below the tattered flesh of the Twilight Immortal King.

This flesh first suffered Gu Cangsheng's Chaos Heaven-Shaking Stomp, then was smashed by Gu Lin Tian's Bronze Immortal Bell, its bones broken seventy or eighty percent, and the Setting Sun Battle Armor shattered into debris all over the ground.

Gu Cangsheng violently stuffed that cluster of light into the flesh's brow, then unleashed over a dozen Chaos Seals, tightly locking the Twilight Immortal King's soul deep within its sea of consciousness.

Bang.

An Immortal King's corpse, incapable of resistance, was casually tossed by Gu Cangsheng beside Gu Yuan's feet, kicking up a ground of dark gold dust.

"What do you want with this scrap copper and rotten iron?"

Gu Cangsheng brushed off the dust on his hands, turned his head to look at his own grandson,

"This thing cultivates the Dao of Apocalyptic Decline, reeking of decay; even as fertilizer it would burn the roots."

Gu Yuan lowered his head to examine the spoils on the ground.

The Twilight Immortal King's eyes were tightly shut, his handsome face devoid of color, a gray-purple seal mark on his brow.

"Just making use of waste."

Gu Yuan lifted his tea cup, took a sip, and moistened his throat,

"This is a genuine Immortal King's flesh; we picked up Immortal King remains in Sanqian Zhou last time, and there's hardly any left."

Don't look at the Immortal King remains being large.

But after Gu Yuan absorbed several major realms, the ancestor's absorption.

Actually, that remains at least are of the same level as the ancestor, a Jue Dian Immortal King's remains, long since reduced to less than a tenth of its peak.

So… the Twilight Immortal King's flesh can barely be used.

Of course.

Gu Yuan had his grandfather stay, but that wasn't the main purpose.

At this moment.

Gu Lin Tian sat cross-legged to the side, circulating his cultivation method to calm the surging qi and blood within his body.

The backlash of the Three Worlds Law was unpleasant; strands of silver had appeared at the edges of his originally black hair.

Hearing his son's words, he opened his eyes.

"Yuan'er, are you planning to refine a puppet? An Immortal King's flesh bears heavy karma; I fear it will attract the notice of that Lord he mentioned, who could have Immortal King subordinates, not just one, and whose status is surely not low—perhaps even a Supreme Immortal King."

Gu Yuan smiled, "Father, you worry too much. I don't intend to use this flesh myself; I'm preparing to give it away."

Gu Lin Tian blinked in surprise.

"Give it away? To whom? In the Primeval Immortal Realm, aside from our own ancestor, who has the qualification and fate to accept an Immortal King's flesh?"

At this moment.

Gu Zhan came running, panting, with a mournful face: "Ancestor, if you had come half a step later, Old Zhan would have been done for today."

Gu Cangsheng glared at him: "You oaf. I told you to come make friends, but you went and demolished their core forbidden zone. If Yuan'er hadn't left a backup, constantly watching you, ready to let us rescue you at any moment, you wouldn't even have a chance to call for help."

Gu Zhan scratched his bald head, hehehe laughing.

He reached into his bosom, fumbled for a while, and pulled out that crystal-clear jade pearl.

"Young Master, look, this is the World Heart they fought over desperately. I've brought it back for you."

Gu Yuan received the World Heart.

The pearl felt warm and smooth in hand; the microcosmic forest sealed within emitted an extremely pure life essence.

"Thanks, Uncle Zhan."

Gu Yuan played with the World Heart, his gaze sweeping past Gu Zhan to rest on his shoulder.

There clung a scorched nine-leaf sword grass and a green lotus seed.

The little green lotus seed spun nonstop, exuding a cheerful mood.

The nine-leaf sword grass, however, was unusually still.

Three withered leaves drooped, even that usual sharp sword intent gathered in neatly.

Gu Yuan stared at the nine-leaf sword grass, saying nothing.

The surrounding air grew somewhat viscous.

Gu Zhan sensed the atmosphere was off, following Gu Yuan's gaze.

"Young master, this is my newly made brother. Don't look, it only has three leaves left, but when it fights it's fierce. If it hadn't helped just now, I really couldn't have broken open that three-hundred-iron-lump turtle shell." Gu Zhan introduced enthusiastically.

Gu Yuan withdrew his gaze, storing the World Heart into his storage ring.

"Uncle Zhan's skill in making friends has indeed improved; even the former master of this world can be coaxed into becoming your brother." Gu Lin Tian stopped his breathing exercise and stood up.

Gu Zhan froze.

Gu Lin Tian stopped his breathing exercise and stood up.

Gu Cangsheng, meanwhile, took out a handful of new melon seeds from his pocket with interest.

"Young master, what nonsense are you spouting? How could this sword grass brother possibly be the former master of this world? The God of Myriad Medicines is long dead!" Gu Zhan was utterly bewildered.

Gu Yuan walked over to Gu Zhan in a leisurely manner, extended two fingers, and precisely pinched a remnant leaf of the nine-leaf sword grass.

The sword grass struggled violently, a wisp of black sword qi attempting to erupt. But under the suppression of the World Tree within Gu Yuan's body, that bit of sword qi didn't even raise a ripple.

"Playing dead won't solve the problem." Gu Yuan said calmly, "Do you want me to expose all your secrets?"

The nine-leaf sword grass stopped struggling.

An ancient, weary divine thought, yet revealing endless vicissitudes, echoed in everyone's minds.

"Gu Family young master, keen eyesight."

Gu Zhan stumbled back a large step, nearly sitting down on the ground, pointing at the sword grass on his shoulder and stammering, "You... you really are the God of Myriad Medicines?"