83: Chapter 83 Suppression

He had not expected Gu Sheng to possess a lethal weapon of this caliber.

"Taichu Disciples, heed my command! Form the formation, kill Gu Sheng!" Qi Tiandao drew his sword and shouted sternly.

Thousands of Taichu Holy Land Disciples drew their swords simultaneously, their sword light converging into a river as it surged toward Gu Sheng.

"Seeking death." Xuan Kong snorted coldly.

He took a step forward, his Creation Realm Peak cultivation manifesting as tangible sound waves.

"Get lost!"

The hundreds of Disciples charging at the front had their internal organs shattered by the sound waves, and they fell from mid-air like dumplings.

Luo Qingxue plucked the strings with all ten fingers, the sound of the nine nether soul-suppressing zither transforming into ice blades that filled the sky, shredding the subsequent sword light.

The counterattack from the Taichu Holy Land did not even touch the corner of Gu Sheng's clothes.

Qi Wudao was still struggling frantically in mid-air, the bronze chariot already deformed by the chains.

"Gu Sheng! Do you really intend to fight the Taichu Holy Land until we both perish?!" Qi Tiandao's eyes turned red with anxiety as he watched the Ancient Ancestor trapped.

"Fight until we both perish?" Gu Sheng sneered, "You overestimate yourself. The net is very strong, and the fish must die today."

He looked at the representatives of other Sects, who were silent as cicadas in winter.

"Everyone, is the show good?"

No one dared to speak.

This was not watching a show; this was watching a God of Slaughter. Even a Saint King was tied up in the sky having his blood drained; who would dare to provoke the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion?

"The Heavenly Secrets Pavilion believes in harmony to generate wealth when doing business." Gu Sheng tapped the table, "The Taichu Holy Land owes me a debt. I have come to collect it today; anyone with objections can speak up now."

The entire venue was silent.

Gu Sheng nodded.

[Ding! Host has publicly suppressed the Taichu Ancient Ancestor and intimidated the heroes of the Central Plains, gaining 300,000 destiny points.]

[Ding! The situation in the Central Plains has been altered, and the Heavenly Dao Laws have further loosened.]

The System notification sounds flooded his mind.

Qi Wudao's aura in mid-air was growing weaker. The Nine Dragon Heaven-Locking Formation had not only locked his body but also sealed the spatial Laws around him.

"I... am not reconciled!" Qi Wudao let out a shrill roar.

He bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of essence blood onto the bronze chariot.

Densely packed ancient runes appeared on the surface of the chariot. A power even more violent than before was brewing.

"Trying to self-destruct?" Gu Sheng raised an eyebrow.

A Saint King's self-destruction had enough power to wipe half of the Central Plains off the map. Although the Nine Dragon Heaven-Locking Formation was strong, it would likely be destroyed if it had to withstand a Saint King's self-destruction.

"Want to die? Did I give you permission?"

Gu Sheng opened the System panel and threw the 300,000 destiny points he had just obtained into the Shop.

[Exchange successful. Obtained one-time item: Void Banishment Talisman.]

Gu Sheng held a black talisman paper between two fingers and flicked it casually.

The talisman transformed into a black light and stuck to the bronze chariot.

Qi Wudao's self-destruction stopped abruptly. The space behind him collapsed, forming a massive black hole.

The man, the chariot, and the nine golden chains were all swallowed by the black hole in one gulp.

The black hole closed.

The sky cleared up once again.

Not even a trace of spiritual power fluctuation remained.

A Saint King had just vanished into thin air like that.

On the main square of the Taichu Holy Land, there was only the sound of the wind blowing.

The sword in Qi Tiandao's hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound. His trump card that he was so proud of, the Taichu Holy Land's greatest reliance, had disappeared without making a single ripple.

Gu Sheng stood up and stretched.

"Holy Lord Qi, your Ancient Ancestor has gone on a trip to the Void Realm; he probably won't be back for a while."

He walked up to Qi Tiandao and looked down at this once arrogant Holy Lord.

"Now, let's talk about the matter of compensation."

Qi Tiandao's knees went weak, and he knelt on the ground.

The Taichu Holy Land was finished.

Su Qianxue looked at Gu Sheng's back, her shock beyond measure.

She had thought today would be a bitter battle and had even prepared for Baicao Valley to join the fight. Yet, Gu Sheng had not even moved a finger much before pinning the Taichu Holy Land to the ground and rubbing it in the dirt.

"Just how many trump cards does this guy have?" Danqingzi muttered inside the ring.

Gu Sheng turned around and looked at the people from the Wuji Holy Land and the Wan Jian Holy Land.

"The territory of the Taichu Holy Land will be occupied by the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion. As for the items in their treasury, those who see them get a share. You two Sects are responsible for counting them and sending them to Heavenly Saint City."

The Grand Elder of the Wan Jian Holy Land bowed quickly: "We will strictly obey Pavilion Master Gu's decree."

No one dared to say a word of dissent.

Gu Sheng led his people back onto the purple-gold flying boat.

The flying boat ascended into the sky and flew toward Heavenly Saint City.

Inside the cabin.

Gu Sheng leaned on the soft couch and checked the System panel.

[Host's current balance: 1,150,000 destiny points. (Note: Void Banishment Talisman cost 300,000, mission reward was 300,000, budget balanced.)]

"This wave was not a loss." Gu Sheng rubbed his chin.

Luo Qingxue brought over a cup of hot tea.

"The Taichu Holy Land has fallen, and the layout of the Central Plains has been completely reshuffled. The Empress of Great Xia will likely be busy for a while."

Gu Sheng took a sip of tea.

"She can be busy with her own affairs. We will do ours."

Gu Sheng looked out the window.

The dark golden halo on the horizon was becoming increasingly dense.

The door to the Golden Great Era had already been kicked open by him.

"System, how much of the Heavenly Dao suppression remains?"

[Less than thirty percent. In at most one month, the suppression will be completely lifted. The path to the Great Emperor is about to open.]

Gu Sheng smiled.

"One month. That's enough."

He opened the card drawing interface.

"One million destiny points. Give me a ten-pull. No trial cards; I want permanent ones."

The wheel began to spin crazily.

Golden light pierced through the darkness of the System space.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host...]

The wheel spun rapidly in the System space.

Golden light shone brightly.

[Ding! Consumed 1,000,000 destiny points, Supreme ten-pull completed.]

[Obtained: nine-turn soul-returning pill × 3]

[Obtained: Saint-Grade Spiritual Vein × 2]

[Obtained: Heaven Rank Cultivation Technique "Taishang Sword Canon"]

[Obtained: Top-tier permanent character card — Green-Robed Confucian Saint · Chen Changsheng (Quasi-Emperor Early Stage)]

[The rest are 'Thank you for your patronage'.]

Gu Sheng looked at the card emitting a purple-gold glow and reached out to click on the details.

On the face of the card was a poor scholar wearing a washed-out green robe, holding a tattered book in his hand, with a chipped wine gourd hanging from his waist.

Cultivation: Quasi-Emperor Early Stage.

Characteristics: Will Manifests as Law, Saint of Confucian Dao.

[Host, your luck is truly incredible.] The System popped up a line of text, [One million destiny points, and you pulled someone who reads books. This old guy does not rely on his hands to fight; he relies entirely on his mouth.]

"What's wrong with relying on his mouth?" Gu Sheng put the card into his storage ring, "Rule-based skills like Will Manifests as Law are the most suitable for holding up the scene. The Golden Great Era is about to open; without a Quasi-Emperor to guard the house, I would not be able to sleep peacefully at night."