CHAPTER 542: CHAPTER 295: YE WUHENG, DEAD

Gu Sheng let out a cold laugh. "Ye Wuheng, your time of death has arrived!"

With that, he wielded the Jade Maiden Sword and charged at Ye Wuheng once more. The Yaochi Saintess followed closely, fighting side by side with Gu Sheng.

Their swordsmanship was seamlessly coordinated, as if wielded by one person, creating immense pressure on Ye Wuheng.

At this moment, the Carefree Pavilion was already in complete chaos.

The people of Yaochi Holy Land and the Demon Sect were locked in fierce combat, with both sides suffering heavy casualties.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Amidst the chaos, Gu Sheng and the Yaochi Saintess were like a dazzling beam of sword light, cutting through all opposition with ease.

"Kill~"

Ye Wuheng roared in his heart, unwilling to accept defeat like this.

Gathering all his strength, he launched an all-out attack on Gu Sheng and the Yaochi Saintess, attempting to turn the tide of the battle.

However, his attacks were effortlessly neutralized by Gu Sheng and the Yaochi Saintess.

The night was as dark as ink, and the starlight grew dim.

Within the Demon Sect, flames soared into the sky, and the sound of battle cries shook the heavens.

Gu Sheng and the Yaochi Saintess stood shoulder to shoulder, facing the Demon Sect’s Young Master, Ye Wuheng. A life-and-death battle was about to unfold.

"Ye Wuheng, today is the day you die!"

Gu Sheng’s voice was firm and unyielding as he shouted coldly.

Ye Wuheng sneered cruelly, his entire body enveloped in black mist, like a demon-god emerging from the depths of hell:

"Gu Sheng, what kind of pathetic thing do you think you are? How dare you challenge me!"

As he spoke, he activated the Heavenly Demon Vase, and black mist surged, instantly devouring the surrounding area.

A tremendous devouring force swept towards Gu Sheng and the Yaochi Saintess.

Gu Sheng’s gaze remained steady, showing no fear.

He employed the Gale Nine Swords, his movements as swift as wind and lightning, narrowly evading the Heavenly Demon Vase’s devouring force. At the same time, he swung his sword in a reverse strike toward Ye Wuheng. The Sword Qi was razor-sharp and unstoppable.

"Whoosh!"

The Sword Qi tore through the air. Ye Wuheng’s expression changed, and he quickly dodged.

Gu Sheng’s swordsmanship flowed as smoothly as water and struck as swiftly as a gale, leaving Ye Wuheng with no opportunity to counterattack.

"Sister Saintess, assist me!" Gu Sheng shouted loudly.

The Yaochi Saintess understood instantly, her cultivation also having reached the third level of the Sea Floor Realm.

At this moment, she harnessed the Yaochi Holy Realm’s power and joined her assault, achieving perfect harmony with Gu Sheng.

She lightly raised her slender hand, and a pristine ray of celestial light descended from the heavens, as if the Immortal Realm of Yaochi had graced the mortal world.

This celestial light intertwined with Gu Sheng’s Sword Qi, forming a powerful wave of attack.

Ye Wuheng felt an irresistible force wash over him, as though struck by lightning, sending him flying back several feet.

"Pfft!"

Ye Wuheng fell heavily to the ground, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

As he looked up, he saw Gu Sheng and the Yaochi Saintess standing side by side, their two Jade Maiden Swords aimed directly at his throat.

The trust and tacit understanding in their gazes made it seem as though they had become invincible in this world.

"No... impossible!" Ye Wuheng’s eyes widened in defiance. "How could I lose to the likes of you?"

Gu Sheng sneered. "Ye Wuheng, you thought yourself unbeatable? Today, let me show you the power of our combined Twin Sword Harmony!"

"Swish!"

As he spoke, he and the Yaochi Saintess activated the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra again, merging their swords and launching a fatal strike at Ye Wuheng.

This attack was fiercer and swifter than any before. Ye Wuheng was utterly powerless to resist, watching helplessly as the Sword Qi pierced through his chest.

"Ah!"

Ye Wuheng let out a wretched cry before collapsing heavily to the ground, lifeless.

Gu Sheng and the Yaochi Saintess exchanged a smile, their figures appearing even taller and more imposing amid the flames.

They knew that this battle was not just for themselves but also for the peace of Yaochi Holy Land and the world at large.

...

The news quickly spread throughout the cultivation world, and Yaochi Holy Land’s feat of eliminating the Demon Sect sparked widespread discussion among the major sects and factions.

"Gu Sheng and the Yaochi Saintess managed to defeat Ye Wuheng together? It’s simply unbelievable!" someone exclaimed.

"Their flawless coordination in swordsmanship must already surpass all the sword masters of the current era," another remarked with envy.

Yet some harbored fear: "With Yaochi Holy Land’s resounding victory, they might soon rise to become one of the top forces in the cultivation world. We must remain vigilant."

At the Heavenly Dao Sect, Gao Yichen frowned upon hearing the news. "Gu Sheng’s growth is too rapid; he already threatens our position. We must find a way to eliminate him!"

The Shaking Light Saintess held a different view. "Brother Gao, that’s a narrow-minded perspective. Gu Sheng and the Yaochi Saintess are both extraordinary talents. We should ally with them to jointly oppose evil forces like the Destruction Hall."

"Hmph! Saintess, you’re too naive." Gao Yichen snorted coldly. "Gu Sheng is ambitious; do you think he would willingly remain below others? He is destined to become a grave threat to the Heavenly Dao Sect in the future!"

At Yaochi Holy Land, the atmosphere was festively adorned and bustling with excitement.

Today, a grand celebration was held to honor Yaochi Holy Land’s glorious triumph over the Demon Sect.

Sects and factions of all sizes received invitations and sent representatives to attend the event.

Gu Sheng, dressed in white, with sword-like brows and starry eyes, exuded an extraordinary aura.

He stood amidst the crowd, quietly awaiting the commencement of the ceremony.

Not far away, Gao Yichen of the Heavenly Dao Sect, Wei Daoyuan of the Destruction Hall, Jing Yin, the young nun from Infinite Mountain, and many other heroes had gathered. For a moment, Yaochi Holy Land became a hub of remarkable individuals, brimming with excitement and grandeur.

"Young Master Gu, long time no see. You remain as impressive as ever!"

Jing Yin the young nun blinked her wide eyes, her innocent and cheerful smile radiating purity.

Gu Sheng smiled faintly. "Little Master Jing Yin, I trust you have been well.

Might I ask if Infinite Mountain of the Red Cloud Continent has any connection to the Infinite Mountain here?"