Chapter 483: Bullying My Family—What Are You Even?

This blade is very slow.

So slow that Gu Lingjiang could clearly see the blade's trajectory cutting the void, and clearly feel the killing intent that locked his soul, leaving him no escape.

But it is precisely this slowness that represents true terror.

Because this means the opponent has completely overwhelmed him in momentum.

Before this blade, space loses meaning, time loses its flow, and all Gu Lingjiang can do is to withstand it head-on.

"Burn! Burn everything for me!"

Gu Lingjiang's eyes turned blood-red; his true immortal origin and the golden silver ticket burned to its limit fused completely at this moment.

He chose not to defend.

Because he knew any defense would be meaningless before this blade.

He chose to attack.

Meet attack with attack!

"All transformations return to the origin; wealth can communicate with the divine!"

Gu Lingjiang clenched his hands together; the burning silver ticket turned into a golden divine seal condensed from pure wealth concept, which he thrust head-on against the heaven‑destroying, earth‑shattering blade light.

This was the strongest strike he could muster in this world.

However, in the eyes of the broken‑sword man, this was merely the final struggle of an ant.

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot."

He coldly spat out four words.

Boom——!!!

The golden divine seal and the rust‑stained broken sword collided violently in midair.

There was no earth‑shaking explosion.

The golden divine seal, which condensed the wealth of the entire Ruined Heaven World and was enough to slay an ordinary Immortal King, upon contacting the broken sword, vanished like ice under sunlight—silently melting and dissolving into countless golden specks of light.

Yet the broken sword, its momentum undiminished, continued to descend slowly toward Gu Lingjiang's head.

A flash of resolve crossed Gu Lingjiang's eyes.

For the family, Gu Lingjiang's death would be no loss.

But just then.

"Sigh."

A faint sigh, as if echoing from antiquity, sounded simultaneously in the ears of the broken‑sword man and Gu Lingjiang without warning.

Immediately afterward, a palm appeared out of thin air.

It was a withered‑looking palm, with black dirt even under the nails, exactly like that of an old farmer who had just dug up sweet potatoes from the soil.

Yet this very hand performed an act that made even the Jue Dian Immortal King's scalp tingle.

It casually extended two fingers and lightly pinched the blade of the sword about to fall.

Ding——

A clear, jade‑like clink.

The sword, imbued with world‑destroying intent capable of cleaving a great world in two, was halted dead in midair, merely three inches from Gu Lingjiang's head.

The terrifying annihilating intent on the blade's edge vanished instantly, like a tamed wild dog, the moment those two fingers gripped it.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Gu Lingjiang stared, stunned.

The Jue Dian Immortal King wielding the broken sword had his pupils contract sharply; staring at the two fingers pinching his natal immortal weapon, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

"Bullying a child of my Gu Family—isn't that a bit too unscrupulous?"

A lazy, slightly teasing voice sounded slowly.

The void rippled, and the figure of an old man in coarse hemp clothing, straw sandals, and holding a handful of melon seeds appeared beside Gu Lingjiang.

It was Gu Cangsheng.

He didn't even glance at the Jue Dian Immortal King, but first turned his head to look at his family's Grand Elder, raising an eyebrow.

"Lingjiang, well done. Later I'll have Yuan'er log a merit for you; pick any Immortal King Dao Fruit from the family treasury as you like."

Having said that, he slowly turned his head, sized up the now‑completely stiff broken‑sword man, and curled his lip.

"A Jue Dian Immortal King? Looking big and strong, yet all you do is sneak around, bullying the juniors."

"Who… who are you?!"

The broken‑sword man stared fixedly at Gu Cangsheng, his voice hoarse.

He could feel a terrifying pressure emanating from the opponent that made his soul tremble.

That pressure came not from cultivation level, but from an absolute suppression of life‑force hierarchy!

It was as if he were a piece of mundane iron while the opponent was the first chunk of chaos‑forged divine metal born when heaven and earth were split!

"You're not even worthy of knowing my name."

Gu Cangsheng cracked open a melon seed, ate the kernel, then gave a light puff toward the broken‑sword man.

"Pfft."

That light melon‑seed husk seemed utterly powerless.

Yet the broken‑sword man's face changed drastically; without thinking, he jerked his sword back and held it before him.

Clang!

The melon‑seed husk struck the broken sword, actually producing a tremendous metallic clang.

An indescribable terrifying force surged forth; the broken‑sword man was struck as if by lightning, flung uncontrollably tens of thousands of miles, shattering the spatial barrier of the Ruined Heaven World and plunging into the endless chaotic void.

His tiger's mouth gripping the sword had already split open, and golden Immortal King blood trickled slowly down the hilt.

Just a melon seed shell!

"The Grand Dao of Chaos!"

The broken‑sword man steadied his stance, gazing at the old man in the distance who was still leisurely cracking melon seeds, and finally a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.

"You… you're the successor of the Chaos Devil God's line?!"

Gu Cangsheng didn't answer; he just patted Gu Linjiang's shoulder.

"All right, you're done here; leave the rest to me."

After saying that, he stepped out, and his figure instantly disappeared on the spot.

The next moment, he appeared before the broken‑sword man, a turbulent chaotic qi flowing between them.

"Speak, what stray dog dares to run amok on my Gu Family's grounds?" Gu Cangsheng had his hands behind his back, looking down on him; his gaze was like that of looking at a corpse.

The broken‑sword man's face was uncertain.

He knew he had kicked an iron plate today.

The opponent's power is unfathomable; he is definitely among the very top tier of the Giant Immortal Kings.

Although I am also at the peak, the gap compared to him is too vast.

"Sir, this is a misunderstanding."

The broken‑sword man put away his broken sword and gave Gu Cangsheng a distant clasped‑hand salute.

"I am just a lone cultivator from the Realm Sea, drifting about, with no intent to offend. Today's matter is my failure to recognize Mount Tai; I hope you will excuse me. I will now depart and never set foot in this realm again."

Being able to bend and to endure is the basic quality of any lone cultivator who can survive in the Chaos Sea.

If you can't beat them, run; it's not shameful.

"You think you can come and go as you wish?" Gu Cangsheng smiled, but his smile was colder than ten‑thousand‑year‑old profound ice.

"Do you think my place is a vegetable market?"

"You injured my men, and you think a mere excuse will let you off?"

"Today, if you can't give a proper explanation, I'll break your bones and sharpen that broken sword of yours!"