Chapter 1605

He stepped forward, intending to kill Ximen Wudi.

But at that moment, a black hole appeared and directly engulfed Gongsun Henghe.

"Mm." Seeing this, Gongsun Henghe's expression darkened sharply.

He tried to rush out, but it was too late—the black hole shrank rapidly, and when it vanished completely.

Gongsun Henghe's corpse fell to the ground.

Dead beyond any doubt.

At that moment, Ximen Wudi let out a long breath.

This Gongsun Henghe was indeed worthy of his strength as an Immortal Monarch.

His attacks were excessively brutal.

Fortunately, Ximen Wudi had finally eliminated Gongsun Henghe.

After tidying up, Ximen Wudi left the Gongsun mansion and returned to the inn.

When he returned, several groups arrived—each was a spy unit sent by major powers to investigate Ximen Wudi's whereabouts.

But none of them found Ximen Wudi, for he had long set up an array to conceal all traces.

Only after those people left did Ximen Wudi reappear.

Ximen Wudi took out Gongsun Henghe's storage ring and found many valuable items inside—besides three hundred billion Immortal Crystals, there was also an Immortal Herb, a ten-thousand-year Immortal Herb, which Ximen Wudi collected and gave to Poison Ancestor and Evil Sovereign Saint, instructing them to continue their seclusion and rigorous cultivation.

As for the other pills in Gongsun Henghe's storage ring, Ximen Wudi distributed them all to the soldiers of the Great Desert Legion.

The Great Desert Legion, though formed from slaves, was the most loyal guard force.

Thus, this iron cavalry unit was absolutely trustworthy.

Of course, the best pills among them were naturally the "Holy Healing Elixir," used to restore cultivation energy.

Ximen Wudi kept one "Immortal Spirit Pill."

It was a top-tier healing elixir, with remarkably effective results.

The remaining pills, Ximen Wudi planned to exchange entirely for Immortal Crystals.

Ximen Wudi needed materials to refine pills that replenished cultivation energy.

Ximen Wudi extracted all the Immortal Crystals from Gongsun Henghe's storage ring.

The total reached five million Immortal Crystals; Ximen Wudi temporarily kept them by his side.

Next, Ximen Wudi continued seclusion to heal his injuries; after half a month, his wounds were fully healed, yet his cultivation remained stagnant—he felt his physical condition had deteriorated even further.

This situation made Ximen Wudi frown deeply—was it because his injuries were so severe that his realm had regressed, causing this problem?

But no one could be certain about such matters.

Ximen Wudi planned to leave and find a mountain range, seek a blessed land, then attempt to break through to the Emperor Sovereign realm.

But at that moment, a group arrived at the inn—they were from the Gongsun clan.

Leading them was an old man named Gongsun Henghai; they must have heard that Gongsun Henghe had been killed by Ximen Wudi and came here.

Gongsun Henghai's eyes revealed a chilling expression.

He glanced at Ximen Wudi, then spoke coldly, "Boy, where is Gongsun Henghe? Where did he die?"

Ximen Wudi said, "I killed Gongsun Henghe!"

"What? Gongsun Henghe was killed? Could it be that artifact?" Gongsun Henghai's expression changed slightly.

Gongsun Henghe possessed a Daoist treasure of Immortal King level.

Any Immortal King-level artifact is extraordinarily formidable and easily develops a spirit.

Such spirits are often extremely powerful.

Rare indeed are artifacts at the peak of Immortal King level—legend says one such spirit once roamed the Nine Provinces, slaying countless strong cultivators.

But.

Artifacts at the peak of Immortal King level are exceedingly scarce.

Ximen Wudi said, "Gongsun Henghe died under mysterious circumstances—I suspect his corpse was destroyed by his own artifact."

"Hmph! Boy, how dare you lie to me!"

Gongsun Henghai glared coldly at Ximen Wudi.

Ximen Wudi said, "Believe it or not—it's your choice."

Gongsun Henghai said, "Whether or not you killed my son, today, with the arrival of experts from the Xian Sect, you will surely die!"

As he spoke, Gongsun Henghai waved his hand.

Instantly, the Gongsun clan's experts surrounded Ximen Wudi.

"How noisy!" Ximen Wudi's expression remained indifferent; he looked up at the sky and extended his right hand, grasping the air.

A metallic clang echoed through the heavens—the void split open, and a giant sword instantly coalesced.

Ximen Wudi gripped the giant sword and slashed directly toward the charging Gongsun clan members.

Puch!

A tearing sound rang out—the Gongsun clan cultivators could not withstand even the edge of Ximen Wudi's sword; their bodies were instantly shredded.

Ximen Wudi collected their storage rings and swiftly fled into the distance.

Ximen Wudi planned to find a secluded place to cultivate after leaving Great Desert City—his injuries were not yet fully healed.

He needed time in quiet rest to recover completely.

Ximen Wudi had barely fled for a short while.

Shua.

A man clad in silver robes appeared in the same spot.

"Gongsun Henghe has fallen." The silver-robed cultivator muttered to himself, his face full of astonishment and shock.

……

Gongsun Henghai led the great army of the Gongsun family in pursuit of Ximen Wudi, but in the end they failed to intercept Ximen Wudi.

Ximen Wudi successfully broke free.

But Gongsun Henghe had fallen at Ximen Wudi's hands, which made Gongsun Henghai extremely furious. Gongsun Henghai coldly shouted, "Notify the family head, immediately lead the family's experts to come capture this thief!"

"Yes, my lord…."

1338, three epochs

A group of Gongsun family cultivators hurriedly retreated, while the silver-robed cultivator stood in the void and did not leave.

His eyes flickered, clearly considering some matters.

The news of Gongsun Henghe's fall spread throughout the entire Great Wasteland City.

Many cultivators, upon hearing the news of Gongsun Henghe's fall, could not help but be greatly shocked.

Gongsun Henghe was one of the Laozu Sect ancestors of the Gongsun family.

This being had lived for three epochs, with unfathomably deep cultivation, and now had actually been killed — this was truly too inconceivable.

"I heard it was because the Gongsun family's eldest young master, Gongsun Henghe, seized that little cultivator's wealth, and that little cultivator took the chance to slay Gongsun Henghe!"

"No way? Gongsun Henghe is one of the Laozu Sect ancestors of the Gongsun family — such a great figure, slain by a little cultivator."

"Hehe, how could those native cultivators of the small worlds be mentioned in the same breath as us noble cultivators? In the hearts of those lowly native cultivators, they probably wish they could flay him, strip his tendons, gnaw his bones, and suck his marrow."

"If it's really like this, then that kid is utterly doomed — not only will he bear the crime of Mie Sect, but he'll also face the Gongsun family's retaliation. That kid is dead for sure…."

……

The cultivators of the various major forces in Great Wasteland City were all buzzing with discussion, all believing Ximen Wudi was bound to die.

And the Gongsun family cultivators quickly hurried toward the inn, wanting to tell the Laozu Sect ancestors the news of Gongsun Henghe's fall.

The Laozu Sect ancestors of the Gongsun family — what terrifying figures they were.

Once the Gongsun family's Laozu Sect ancestors arrived at this place, so what if Ximen Wudi controlled an Immortal Sovereign treasure?

He still could not withstand the suppression of the Laozu Sect ancestors.

……

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh…."

A flying boat cut through the long sky and descended outside Great Wasteland City.