“Chapter 199: Mad Dog Style Fighting! Want to eat me? I’ll shatter your teeth!”

"Boom!!!"

Gu Lan shot across the dark red basin's bottom like a purple meteor moving against the current, cutting a blinding trajectory.

At this moment, the Purple Extreme Golden Core within his body was like an overloaded nuclear reactor, erupting with viscous, substantive Devilish Qi with every rotation.

Within this Devilish Qi, the Green Lotus Core Flame and Red Lotus Karmic Fire were like two maddened dragons, frantically devouring the surrounding Death Qi and converting it into even more violent energy.

"Clang clang clang—!!!"

The torrent of flying "Black Swords" all over the sky collided with the soul-devouring sword in Gu Lan's hand, bursting forth with dense sparks, engaging in hundreds to thousands of clashes every single second.

Gu Lan did not defend at all.

He was using a nearly suicidal, mad-dog-style fighting method.

The black swords cut through his robes, leaving streaks of blood across his sturdy physique.

But the moment those wounds appeared, they were instantly sealed by the scorching Pure Yang Qi and blood, then scorched into scabs by the strange flames.

Far from slowing Gu Lan down, this extreme pain only provoked the ruthless streak deep in his bones.

"Scram!"

Gu Lan roared angrily, his left hand violently waving as a cyan-red fireball fused with two strange flames exploded right before him.

The violent shockwave forcefully tore a gap in the torrent of black swords, and Gu Lan's figure instantly pierced through it, directly killing his way to the front of the Demon God Remnant Soul's massive body.

"Oh? This kind of life-risking fighting style is something this deity hasn't seen in a long time."

The Demon God Remnant Soul let out a surprised whisper.

Its body, dozens of zhang tall, twitched slightly as countless Devilish Qi transformed into densely packed arms, each holding a twisted, grievance-filled longsword.

"Pity that the anger of an ant is worthless before absolute strength."

The Demon God Remnant Soul sneered coldly as over a hundred demonic hands thrust forward simultaneously.

In that instant, the space before Gu Lan seemed to have been poked into a sieve.

"Junior Brother—!!!"

Jiang Wanqing knelt beside the pool of blood where the Sect Master had exploded, watching despairingly as Gu Lan was engulfed by countless demonic hands.

She wanted to rush forward, but her body had already suffered internal injuries under the pressure emanated by the demon god just moments ago. Although the Seal at her Golden Core was loosening, the excruciating pain from the backlash made it difficult for her even to stand steady.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Saintess Ji Wushuang, who had originally hidden in the distance, had her pretty face tensed at this moment, her fists clenched so tightly they crackled.

She was clutching the black soul-locking whip tightly in her hand.

"Damn Gu Lan… If you dare die here, this palace will not let you go even as a ghost!"

Saintess Ji Wushuang took a deep breath, a flash of determination crossing her eyes.

Instead of running, she pulled out an ink-black Medicinal Pill from her storage ring—a forbidden life-saving medicine left to her by Sect Master Ye Hongzhuang. Swallowing it could overdraw one's potential for a short time, but afterward, one's Realm would drop by a major level.

Just as Saintess Ji Wushuang was preparing to take the medicine and fight desperately,

in the center of that dense encirclement of demonic hands,

"Hum—!!!"

an unprecedented sword hum suddenly exploded.

Within the pitch-black forest of Devilish Qi, a wisp of extremely eerie purple light tinged with cyan-red suddenly bloomed.

"Soul-Devouring—Ten Thousand Ghosts Devour the Heavens!"

Gu Lan's hoarse and crazed voice came from within.

To everyone's surprise, the scabbard around Gu Lan's waist—always worn and made from the Female Demon Lord's close-fitting soft armor—suddenly sensed its Master's crisis and automatically erupted with an extremely ancient and profound demonic might.

In a short time, this pressure forcefully counteracted the aura of the Demon God Remnant Soul.

At this time, Gu Lan's upper body was completely bare, the surface of his skin covered in dark purple demonic patterns, and his eyes had completely turned into an eerie purple without pupils.

He grasped the soul-devouring sword with both hands and slashed down with a single sword strike!

"Screech—!!!"

This sword strike fused half of the Origin of his Purple Extreme Golden Core, coupled with the explosive power of the two strange flames.

A fifty-zhang-long crescent-shaped purple Sword Qi, trailing a cyan-red fire tail, directly chopped hundreds of demonic hands before him in half!

Not only that, but when the Sword Qi slashed onto the body of the Demon God Remnant Soul composed of thick smoke, it was like a red-hot iron block falling into packed snow.

"Ah—!!!"

The Demon God Remnant Soul let out its first painful wail since breaking the Seal.

Strange flames!

For a pure Soul like it, what it feared most was the karmic fire in Gu Lan's hands that could scorch the Divine Soul!

"This fire… this scent… Are you the successor of that bitch Master Su Yunjin?!"

The pitch of the Demon God Remnant Soul abruptly rose, filled with malice and rage.

It seemed to recall some extremely painful memories, the light in its blood-red eyes jumping wildly.

Gu Lan landed on the ground, his body trembling violently. Every breath he took made his lungs hurt as if being rubbed by sandpaper.

He let out two cold, dark chuckles, spitting out broken teeth and bloody foam from his mouth.

"Old dog, your memory is not bad."

"That is my Master!"

"Since you fear this fire, then today I will burn you thoroughly!"

Gu Lan sprang up once again.

This time, his movements were even more crazed.

He actually discarded his sword directly!

No, he didn't discard it; instead, he stabbed the soul-devouring sword directly into his own left shoulder.

"What is he doing?!"

Everyone was stunned.

[Big shot! Have you lost your mind?!]

Deep within his mind, the Soul-Devouring Sword Spirit was scared until its Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

Gu Lan ignored it.

He was using his Pure Yang blood to forcibly feed this ancient demonic sword!

Having gorged on Gu Lan's essence blood, the demonic eye on the soul-devouring sword instantly turned scarlet, and a violent aura sufficient to instantly drive a Cultivator at the Golden Core Stage mad completely spiraled out of control.

"Give me… explode!"

Gu Lan formed a hand Seal with one hand, his fingertips heavily pressing onto that scarlet demonic eye.

"Rumble—!!!"

A huge black magic array formed in mid-air with Gu Lan at its center.

Tens of thousands of black Sword Qi spewed out from the array. Not only did these Sword Qi carry the sharpness of the Demonic Path, but at their very core, each was wrapped with a tiny seed of Red Lotus Karmic Fire.

This was the desperate Move that Gu Lan had forced himself to comprehend over the past half month under the dual torture of Ye Hongzhuang and Saintess Ji Wushuang— "Red Lotus Demonic Rain".

Since the gap in Realm was too large, he would bridge it through elemental suppression!

The Demon God Remnant Soul sensed a fatal threat.

No longer underestimating its opponent, its massive body rapidly contracted, actually transforming into the image of a two-meter-tall black heavy-armored warrior.

It condensed a pitch-black giant shield in its hand, blocking it in front of itself.

"Bang bang bang bang bang—!!!"

Countless Sword Qi wrapped in strange flames smashed against the giant shield, producing dense explosions.

The Demon God Remnant Soul was suppressed by this wave of violent onslaughts, retreating step by step, leaving a deep footprint at the bottom of the basin with every step.

"Junior Brother…"

Jiang Wanqing blankly watched that figure in the air, acting like a madman and a demon.

She had never seen Gu Lan like this before.

In her memory, Gu Lan had always been the youth who needed her protection and would hide behind her when encountering danger.

But now, to protect her and to block this monster capable of destroying the entire Righteous Path, this youth was overdrawing his life, fighting in a way that even demonic Cultivators found terrifying.

"Ah—!!!"

Gu Lan let out a tragic, high-pitched roar.

The skin on his body began to crack, and fresh blood mixed with strange flames slid down between his fingers.

He felt as though his Meridians were about to melt, and the light on his Purple Extreme Golden Core was flickering uncertainly.

This state couldn't be maintained for long.

"Shuanger! Take my Senior Sister… run!"

Amidst the battle, Gu Lan roared without looking back.

His voice was shrill, permeated with the resoluteness of delivering last words.

"Run?"

The Demon God Remnant Soul in its heavy-armored form suddenly sneered.

It had blocked all the Sword Qi explosions. Although it looked somewhat disheveled and the black smoke on its body was much thinner, its aura remained terrifying.

"Boy, your performance is over."

The Demon God Remnant Soul took a fierce step forward, directly smashing through the wave of fire in front of Gu Lan.

That giant black hand moved as fast as lightning, seizing him by the throat the moment Gu Lan's True Qi was exhausted and his body stiffened.

"Creak—"

Gu Lan's feet left the ground as his body was lifted high.

He struggled desperately, but his hands hung limply at his sides, and the strange flames inside his body had mostly extinguished due to the exhaustion of True Qi.

"The scent inside your body… is truly very special."

The Demon God Remnant Soul leaned close to Gu Lan, its faceless head emitting a nauseating stench of blood.

"A Pure Yang Body, yet practicing the top-tier Demonic Technique… This is simply the perfect vessel for this deity to reshape its Physical Body."

"Rest assured, this deity won't kill you."

"This deity will… devour your Soul bit by bit and take over your skin-bag."

"Then, right before your eyes, turn those two chicks down below into my playthings."

The Demon God Remnant Soul exerted a slight force with its fingers, and Gu Lan's complexion instantly turned cyan-purple as his consciousness rapidly sank into darkness.

"Let him go!!!"

Just as Gu Lan was about to breathe his last, an aged yet vigorous roar suddenly came from the direction of the basin's exit.

Following closely, a hundred-zhang-wide stream of golden Haoran righteous Qi, like the dawn breaking through the night, carrying the majesty to sweep away all evil spirits, fiercely slammed onto the arm of the Demon God Remnant Soul.

"Boom!!!"

The Demon God Remnant Soul felt pain, its arm shaken away by this sudden force, and Gu Lan fell limply from mid-air.

"Who?!"

The Demon God Remnant Soul angrily turned its head.

On the cliff at the exit of the basin,

a drunken one-armed old man wearing tattered straw sandals and holding a tattered wine gourd was picking his foot while coldly looking at the demon god below.

"In the time it took this old man to take a nap, where did some wild dog come from, barking disorderly here?"

The one-armed old man took a gulp of wine, casting a sidelong glance toward the bottom of the pit.

When he saw the Sect Master pinned to the wall and blown into a mist of blood, and then saw Gu Lan, who was heavily injured and on the verge of death, the muscles at the corner of his eyes twitched slightly.

"Although that brat surnamed Zhang doesn't have great character, he is at least this old man's junior."

"You killed him, and this old man can let it go."

"But you touched this little grand-disciple of mine…"

The one-armed old man slowly lowered his wine gourd.

In that instant, the sloppy aura on his body completely vanished.

An astonishing Sword Intent, a hundred times more terrifying than all the Righteous Path bigwigs combined from earlier, soared into the sky, directly splitting the black demonic clouds in the sky into two halves.

"Did you ask this old man first?!"

Jiang Wanqing's pupils shrank violently as she cried out involuntarily:

"Supreme… Supreme Grandmaster?!"