Slaughter to Madness, Slaughter to Frenzy

Not long ago, during the fierce war between the Asura Mansion and the Puppet Sect, a combined total of mere two hundred thousand combatants had created eight terrifying scenes resembling the Asura realm.

Yet at this moment within the Endless Forest, nearly two million troops were locked in a chaotic battle. Furthermore, this was a massive clash between two great races—mankind and mystic beasts—making the intensity manifold times greater.

Barely had the first exchange taken place when casualties already numbered no less than ten thousand. Massive trees were snapped and brought down in continuous tracts.

Fourth-tier mystic beasts actively targeted human cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage, while third-tier mystic beasts engaged human cultivators at the Golden Core realm. By the same token, furious battles erupted simultaneously in all directions.

With bloodshot eyes and tear tracks staining his cheeks, Gu the Chubby broke into a furious rage, his teeth clenched so hard they nearly cracked. His fists were tightly balled with bulging veins as he cursed himself, blaming everything solely on his own existence.

As for the human side, all of them had come searching for him with ulterior motives. Regardless of how many died or were wounded, Gu the Chubby would not feel the slightest shred of pity for them.

However, what about the countless mystic beasts? They had treated him with such sincere devotion; how could he stand by and watch them die in miserable droves for his sake, shedding their blood across their very own homeland?

"Sister Ling'er! I am going!"

"I will accompany you!"

"Alright!"

Two figures, a man and a woman, instantly soared into the sky, rocketing towards the most fiercely contested battleground, unleashing their cultivation to the absolute maximum.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!..."

"Roar, roar, roar, roar!..."

"Ah..."

All eight of Gu the Chubby's Golden Cores flashed brilliantly. Amidst an aura of oppressive celestial might, he plunged straight into the crowd. Innumerable dragons formed from the Five Elements exploded outward in all directions. Their targets were exclusively human cultivators, while they deliberately and meticulously avoided the desperate mystic beasts throughout the entire fray.

Bai Ling'er activated her secret technique within the first instant, her aura rapidly surging to the mid-Nascent Soul stage. Without a moment's hesitation, she charged head-on toward a human Nascent Soul cultivator who had just beaten back a fourth-tier mystic beast.

Operating at full firepower, Gu the Chubby could well be considered the peerless champion beneath the Deity Transformation stage. Bolstered by his formidable physical body, his combat prowess was so terrifying that taking on a hundred opponents single-handedly was a walk in the park.

Every Golden Core human cultivator in his path was sent flying, coughing up blood repeatedly from the aftershocks of his ultimate attacks. As for those targeted Nascent Soul cultivators—whether in the early, middle, or late stages—none could withstand a single blow from him. Wherever the streams of multicolored spiritual dragons passed, groups of enemies were instantly blasted back or annihilated.

As for those at the Great Circle of the Nascent Soul, they were truly capable of drawing Gu the Chubby's genuine attention; every single strike he dealt them was meant to be fatal.

"Gu Changqing! Young Hero Gu! It's a misunderstanding! A complete misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstanding your ass!"

"We were all merely following orders to invite you over..."

"A self-deceiving bunch of hypocrites! All of you, go die for this young master!"

Countless human cultivators, intimidated by Gu the Chubby's murderous intent, hurriedly offered explanations. Yet Gu the Chubby was already well aware of their true intentions; how could he spare the time to bicker with them? Consequently, with a flick of his wrist, countless more roaring spiritual dragons surged outward into the crowd and detonated simultaneously.

After employing her secret technique, Bai Ling'er's combat strength was also exceptionally formidable, though far from as freakish as Gu the Chubby and his eight Golden Cores. Even so, she fought desperately to shield one dying mystic beast of various tiers after another.

"Young Hero Gu, we hail from the Central Domain, acting on orders..."

"On your grandfather's orders!"

Over a thousand elite disciples from the Supreme Shrine were fully capable of fighting across realms, but Gu the Chubby refused to grant them even a second to speak. He plunged straight into their ranks and began a massive massacre.

The members of the Supreme Shrine, who had always looked down upon the so-called geniuses of other domains and carried themselves with supreme arrogance, were now utterly terrified by Gu the Chubby's ferocious slaughter lasting mere breaths.

At this moment, Gu the Chubby was enveloped in ceaseless killing intent, murderous aura, and fiendish energy. No matter how desperately the geniuses of the Supreme Shrine resisted, it proved utterly futile.

Within the Lightning Pool, it was not merely Gu the Chubby's cultivation that had advanced; his physical strength had also multiplied several times over. Ordinary early Nascent Soul experts would find it extremely difficult to inflict even the slightest injury on his physical body, let alone now, as Gu the Chubby withstood group attacks with his bare body while continuously unleashing ultimate area-of-effect techniques.

If every other battlefield resembled an Asura realm, then Gu the Chubby at this moment had transformed into a true Asura King. Within his field of vision, as long as it was a human, regardless of sect or faction, anyone who stood in his path must die! No amnesty for anyone!

Fighting in such a manner, within merely dozens of breaths, Gu the Chubby had already slaughtered over a thousand enemies. Not only were the countless human cultivators thoroughly shaken, but even the myriad mystic beasts rooting for him were so stunned that their roars paused for a long time.

Charging and hacking all the way, leaving rivers of blood and piles of corpses in his wake, his figure nevertheless never stopped. Swallowing top-tier medicinal pills by the handful, he pressed forward to continue the slaughter. Every single target he prioritized was an expert of the Nascent Soul realm.

The tens of thousands of Southern Domain cultivators, who had not witnessed Gu the Chubby in action for a long time since the Grand Tournament of a Hundred Sects, were now thoroughly chilled to the bone by his heaven-defying strength.

Meanwhile, the young powerhouses from the other domains and even the Central Domain had previously believed that the rumors regarding Gu the Chubby's strength were mere exaggerations and falsehoods. Right now, however, they were cursing incessantly. Which bastard had spread those fake intelligence reports, leading them to such a tragic trap? Was this merely strong combat prowess? Was this *just* strong combat prowess? This was utterly defying the heavens!

Did they not see that along the way, no less than several hundred experts at the Great Circle of the Nascent Soul from various domains had been slaughtered by him as easily as butchering chickens and sheep? As for those in the early, middle, and late Nascent Soul stages, he didn't even bother sparing them a second glance—a casual strike wiped out groups at a time!

"Brother Gu, well done!"

"Brother Gu, rest assured! With us here, we guarantee we won't let you fall into the hands of those utterly despicable humans!"

"Hahahaha, good! Today, this little brother and all my mystic beast brothers shall slaughter to our hearts' content!"

"From now on, you are all my, Gu Changqing's, dearest kin and closest friends!"

"Good! Hahahaha! Brothers, smash these despicable and shameless humans to death!"

With the humans already at a numerical disadvantage, coupled with the premise that mystic beasts possessed superior combat strength compared to humans within the same realm, the addition of Gu the Chubby into the mix exacerbated the humans' declining momentum.

Furthermore, retreating was no longer something they could simply choose to do at will. Countless mystic beasts, mirroring Gu the Chubby, had bloodshot eyes and fought them to the death with utter disregard for their lives. In the distance, an endless stream of additional mystic beasts continued to encircle and intercept them.

Consequently, the massive horde of humans also began to fight back with absolute desperation. Although their high-ranking elders waited outside the Endless Forest, they knew all too well that their elders would not casually dare to step into the Endless Forest to rescue them. Thus, their only remaining path was simply to fight.

With his eyes reddened from slaughter, Gu the Chubby no longer concealed his so-called trump cards. Wherever he passed, countless spatial cracks were torn open, and endless spatial turbulence poured down like a flood upon the human horde. In the wake of the spatial turbulence, corpses piled high to the heavens, and the blood-red malevolent aura lingered indefinitely.

The sounds of miserable shrieks, shattering limbs and weapons, and the cracking of ancient trees and spiritual timber echoed endlessly.

"Spatial... spatial power?!"

"Dammit! Why does he also simultaneously cultivate spatial power? The intelligence reports we received didn't mention a single word about this!"

"No! Young Master Gu—no, Grandpa Gu, spare my life!"

"Brother Changqing, we are disciples of the Crouching Tiger Sect and good friends with Senior Brother Li Haisong. Please, considering..."

At this moment, Gu the Chubby turned a deaf ear, leaving only endless killing intent swirling within his heart.

In the distance, countless mystic beasts were still bleeding and falling in death. He could not halt his steps for even a fraction of a second; he had to be fast, faster, even faster.

Countless Asura realms seemed to have fully opened today. Wherever Gu the Chubby sped past, rips in space and endless spatial turbulence continued to run wildly amok, resembling brutal giant beasts imprisoned for countless ages that had finally gained freedom and begun a frenzied massacre.

At the same time, to avoid catching the countless mystic beasts in the crossfire, while his right hand continually tore spatial rifts amidst the human horde, his left hand never paused for an instant. Countless streams of purple-golden lightning energy struck fiercely and invisibly at the many humans locked in combat with the mystic beasts.

"Brother Eagle!"

Just as the patriarch of the Golden-Winged Eagle clan, standing at the peak of the Golden Core realm, was about to be cut down under the blade of an early Nascent Soul human cultivator, Gu the Chubby let out a furious roar. Bolstered by spatial power, he teleported abruptly to the eagle's side and slammed his palm into the human cultivator—who had swung his blade too late to retract it—turning him instantly into a mist of blood that exploded on the spot.

Outside the Endless Forest, countless ancestral figures at the Deity Transformation, Tribulation Crossing, or even Great乘 stages who remained hidden in the void had been monitoring the scenes inside the Endless Forest with their divine sense all along.

The more they discovered how heaven-defying Gu the Chubby's strength was, the more uncontrollable and unconcealable their excitement grew.

This kid could completely take on a hundred, block a thousand, or even defeat ten thousand single-handedly! Moreover, he could forge spiritual artifacts. If their respective factions could truly win him over, then no matter how many casualties were suffered today, it would be an absolute bargain. This transaction was extraordinarily profitable.

Therefore, they felt no psychological burden whatsoever regarding the continuous casualties and deaths of their own disciples, nor the slightest bit of sympathy or pity, focusing solely on securing this single youth.

At this moment, Bai Ling'er was nearing exhaustion. Even though she continuously swallowed Returning Spirit Pills and Qi-Restoration Pills, her replenishment still failed to keep pace with her consumption.

Just as a moment of carelessness caused her to stumble under the blade of a peak Nascent Soul elder, Gu the Chubby, having completed a circle of slaughter and rushing back in a hurry, clenched his jaw tightly and flashed behind the elder. Gripping with both hands, he forcefully wrenched the man's head from his body. Ignoring the foul blood splattered all over his face, he channeled a surge of dense wood-type spiritual energy into Bai Ling'er's body.

With a flick of his hand, he produced a strip of fabric and bound Bai Ling'er and himself back-to-back, carrying the temporarily incapacitated girl as he charged off to slaughter in another direction.

High in the sky at the periphery of the Endless Forest, the Supreme Grand Elder concealed his entire aura. Before him hovered a similarly invisible rhomboid mirror, faithfully transmitting the bloody scenes of slaughter within the Endless Forest straight into the main peak's grand hall of the Misty Sect...

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Inside the main peak's grand hall of the Misty Sect at this moment, defensive arrays were fully activated. Within, over a dozen old men watched with hearts gripped by extreme anguish and torment. Elder Gu No. 5, in particular, could no longer hold back as silent tears streamed down his aged face. Even Gu Chenyi, Gu the Chubby's father who had been granted exceptional permission to join the council, had massive tears continuously swirling in his eyes, forcefully holding them back from falling.

Every single high-ranking figure clenched their fists so tightly they turned white. Especially Sect Master Nangong Kang—seeing Gu the Chubby's formidable physical body covered in countless wounds as he blocked attacks to shield Bai Ling'er behind him—turned a ghastly purple-blue as he gnashed his teeth so hard they creaked.

This was their Sect's Young Master, their little grandson who was regarded as the repository of all their hopes! Just moments earlier, he had endured the general incomprehension of the masses and been expelled from the sect, and now he was bleeding and fighting amidst the encirclement of hundreds of thousands of humans, vomiting mouthfuls of dark blood and stumbling repeatedly. Consequently, all the elders harbored deep resentment—resentment toward their own lack of strength, forcing them to watch helplessly from afar while daring not to offer him the slightest bit of assistance easily.

If the ancestors who had long since returned to the void knew of what they were doing today, would they regret establishing such a spineless righteous sect, or would they be angered back to life just to slap these descendants to death?

At this moment, the tens of thousands of Misty Sect members who were forbidden from leaving continued to receive message after message from their friends in other sects regarding the war inside the Endless Forest. Every single message filled them with shock and a profound, agonizing ache deep within their hearts that they could hardly conceal.

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