Chapter 792: Burning with Rage, Crazy Counterattack
Ye Linglong frowned slightly. She naturally understood Gu Jiuchen's intention, but her heart was full of worry: "Jiuchen, you have to be careful!"
Gu Jiuchen smiled slightly, gave her a reassuring look, and then turned around and threw himself into the battle again.
However, at this moment, Gu Jiuchen suddenly felt a powerful force bursting out from Zhao Wuji and the Black Demon Cult Leader. Their aura became colder and more sinister, even vaguely filled with a disgusting smell of blood.
"What's going on? Why did their strength suddenly increase so much?" Gu Jiuchen was shocked, and the sword in his hand could not help but slow down a bit.
Zhao Wuji laughed wildly, with a ferocious look on his face: "Gu Jiuchen, today is the day you die!" After saying that, a bloody long knife suddenly appeared in his hand, and the blade exuded a strong bloody aura, which was very disturbing. Gagging.
The leader of the Black Demon also said in a sinister tone: "Yes, today I will let you see what the real power is!"
I saw him forming seals with his hands and muttering something in his mouth. A black mist surged out of his body and enveloped him instantly.
"Be careful!" Ye Linglong shouted softly, and the ice sword in her hand turned into a stream of light and went straight towards the Black Demon Cult Leader.
However, the black mist seemed to be alive, turning into a huge black hand and grabbing Ye Linglong's ice sword.
"You are not overestimating your own capabilities!" The leader of the Black Demon snorted coldly, and suddenly exerted force on his black palm. There was a crisp "click" sound, and Ye Linglong's ice sword was crushed to pieces by him!
Ye Linglong groaned, her delicate body was knocked back a few steps, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.
"Linglong!" Gu Jiuchen's eyes were about to burst. He forced Zhao Wuji back with a sword, then came to Ye Linglong's side in a flash and supported her.
"I'm fine." Ye Linglong shook her head, but her face was a little pale.
"Seeking death!" Murderous intent surged in Gu Jiuchen's eyes. He gently put Ye Linglong down, then stood up slowly, staring coldly at Zhao Wuji and the Black Demon Cult Leader, and a violent breath burst out from his body.
"Today, you are all going to die!" Gu Jiuchen's voice was bone-chilling, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell.
He reached into his arms and took out a crystal clear fragment, which was the artifact fragment he obtained in the ancient ruins.
With the appearance of the artifact fragments, a vast sea of power poured into Gu Jiuchen's body. His aura rose steadily, breaking through his own limits in the blink of an eye, reaching an unprecedented height!
"What kind of power is this?!" Zhao Wuji and the Black Demon Cult Master's expressions changed drastically. They felt a fatal threat from Gu Jiuchen.
Gu Jiuchen ignored their shock. He formed a seal with his hands and shouted softly: "Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"
I saw countless sword energy bursting out from his body, turning into bright sword lights, overwhelmingly rolling towards Zhao Wuji and the Chairman of the Black Demon Sect.
Zhao Wuji and the Black Demon Cult Master tried their best to resist, but under Gu Jiuchen's devastating blow, their resistance seemed so weak.
Just as the two of them were about to be swallowed by the sword light, at this moment, a huge energy shield suddenly appeared above their heads, blocking all the sword light.
Gu Jiuchen frowned and looked at the source of the energy shield with cold eyes. He saw a figure wearing a black robe and a bamboo hat with an unclear face slowly descending from the sky.
"Who are you? Why are you involved in this matter?" Gu Jiuchen asked in a deep voice.
The man in black robe did not speak, but slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of cold and ruthless eyes.
The man in black robe slowly raised his right hand, and an invisible force dispersed all the sword light, allowing Zhao Wuji and the Black Demon Cult Master to breathe. Gu Jiuchen narrowed his eyes. This person's cultivation is unfathomable and he is definitely not an idle person.
"Who are you? Why do you want to interfere in the affairs of our Tianxian Sect?" Gu Jiuchen asked in a deep voice, with a hint of vigilance in his tone.
The man in black robe ignored it, turned around and disappeared into a black mist, as if he had never appeared. Upon seeing this, Zhao Wuji and the Black Demon Cult Leader also took the opportunity to escape.
"Are we going to let them run away like this?" Ye Linglong frowned slightly, a little unwillingly.
"Don't chase after a poor bandit. This person's cultivation is unpredictable and we are no match for him yet." Gu Jiuchen shook his head, "The top priority is to find out the source of this mysterious power."
After returning to Tianxian Sect, Gu Jiuchen and Ye Linglong immediately launched an investigation. They read through countless ancient books and finally found records about that mysterious power in a long-dusted book.
"In ancient times, there was an evil force called Nether Palace. They practiced forbidden arts and tried to subvert the entire world of immortality."
Gu Jiuchen closed the ancient book and frowned. He had never heard of the name Nether Palace, but judging from the records in the ancient books, this force should not be underestimated. "It seems that there are more powerful forces behind Zhao Wuji and the Black Demon Leader."
Ye Linglong asked worriedly from the side: "Jiuchen, what should we do now?"
Gu Jiuchen pondered for a moment, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, "Since they want to play, then we will play with them to the end! Instead of sitting back and waiting for death, it is better to take the initiative!"
He explained his plan to Ye Linglong and Elder Li in detail.
After hearing this, Elder Li stroked his beard and his eyes were full of admiration: "The master's plan is very clever! But, how can we gain the trust of Nether Palace and sneak into their interior?"
"That's when we need it." Gu Jiuchen spread his palm, and a fragment emitting a faint golden light lay there quietly. It was the artifact fragment. The artifact fragment contains powerful power, which can change a person's breath and appearance. It is the best camouflage tool.
After careful preparation, Gu Jiuchen, Ye Linglong and Elder Li disguised themselves and used the power of the artifact fragment to disguise themselves as Zhao Wuji, the Black Demon Sect Leader and a mysterious old man in black robes.
"Master, do we really want to do this? What if we are found out?" Elder Li was still a little worried before leaving.
Gu Jiuchen patted his shoulder and said confidently: "Don't worry, Elder Li, I have made all the preparations. This time, we will kill them by surprise!"
According to the plan, the three deliberately made some noises near the area where the Nether Palace was active, attracting the eyes of the Nether Palace. As expected, several monks in black robes and cold breath soon appeared in front of them.
"Who are you? Why are you sneaking around here?" One of them asked in a bad tone.
"My Lords, we are here to seek refuge in the Netherworld Palace." Gu Jiuchen pretended to be flattering and said in a low voice.
"Oh? Seek refuge in the Netherworld Palace?" The monk looked them up and down, a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes, "Do you have any proof?"
Gu Jiuchen had expected them to ask this question. He smiled mysteriously and said, "I believe that the things we brought will satisfy the Lords."
Gu Jiuchen flipped his palm and a black token appeared in his hand. This token was the spoils he had looted from Zhao Wuji. When the black-robed monks saw the token, their faces changed slightly, and the doubts in their eyes dissipated a lot. One of them took the token and carefully checked it. After confirming that it was correct, he said coldly: "Follow me."
The headquarters of the Netherworld Palace is located deep in a barren mountain range. It is shrouded in thick fog all day long, gloomy and terrifying, like a ghost den. Gu Jiuchen and the other two followed the black-robed monks, passed through numerous traps, and finally arrived at the heart of the Netherworld Palace.
The architectural style of the Netherworld Palace is dark and strange, and there is an evil atmosphere everywhere. Gu Jiuchen and the other two observed the surrounding environment calmly, taking in everything. They were taken to a hall, which was luxuriously decorated but full of disgusting blood. In the center of the hall, there stood a huge altar, which was engraved with strange runes and exuded a palpitating breath.
"You wait here, I will inform the elders." One of the black-robed monks said coldly, then turned and left the hall.
"Jiuchen, the breath here is so strange, I feel very uncomfortable." Ye Linglong frowned slightly and said in a low voice.
"Be careful, everything here is weird, we must always be vigilant." Gu Jiuchen whispered.
Elder Li also nodded, his eyes scanning the hall, as if looking for something.
Suddenly, Gu Jiuchen's eyes focused, and he found that something seemed to be sealed under the altar. A strong wave of energy came from under the altar, which made him feel frightened. He released his spiritual sense calmly, wanting to explore the secret under the altar. However, at the moment when his spiritual sense touched the altar, a strong force suddenly rebounded, shaking his blood.
"Not good! There is something strange here!" Gu Jiuchen's face changed drastically, and he shouted in a low voice.
At this moment, the altar in the center of the hall suddenly shone brightly, and a terrifying aura rushed up from under the altar, and the whole hall shook violently.
"Hahaha! I finally waited for this day!" A gloomy voice echoed in the hall, making people shudder.
"Not good! We fell into the trap!" Gu Jiuchen's face was gloomy, he knew they had been exposed.
As soon as the voice fell, a series of black shadows surged from all around the hall and surrounded them.
"Kill!"
With a roar, a war was about to break out.