Chapter 279: The Shura Field Rises Again, the Bone Palace Emerges!

The shrill wind by their ears sounded like wailing ghosts.

Gu Lan was grabbed by the collar of his clothes by Ye Hongzhuang, his entire body plunging wildly through an abyss rift intertwined with pitch-black and blood-red like an out-of-control meteor!

The speed was simply too fast!

It was so fast that even Gu Lan, with his Half-step Golden Core Physical Body, felt a sharp, knife-like tearing pain.

The sticky, blood-colored mist all around seemed to have a life of its own, desperately trying to burrow into his seven facial orifices.

"Holy shit! Old Hag, are you in a rush to be reincarnated? Can you slow down a bit?!"

Gu Lan cursed up a storm in his heart, but on the surface, he could only keep his mouth tightly shut, fearing that if he opened it, his belly would be filled with this highly toxic blood mist.

In contrast, Ye Hongzhuang appeared extremely composed.

Her black and gold snow-fox cloak fluttered loudly in the fierce wind, and her terrifying Soul Transformation Stage Protective Aura shattered all the approaching blood mist.

She carried Gu Lan with one hand, her deep phoenix eyes staring fixedly at the bottom of the abyss, undisguised fanaticism and ambition burning in the depths of her eyes.

"Bang—!!!"

Not knowing how long they had been falling, accompanied by a deafening loud noise.

The two of them finally slammed heavily onto the solid ground!

The enormous impact directly smashed a terrifying deep pit dozens of zhang in diameter into the ground, and countless dark red gravel mixed with fishy, foul-smelling soil shot up into the sky.

"Cough, cough, cough…"

Gu Lan was shaken so badly by this impact that his internal organs were churning, a sweet taste rose in his throat, and he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

He hurriedly circulated the Purple Extreme Golden Core within his Dantian, forcefully suppressing that discomfort.

"What the Hell kind of place is this?"

Gu Lan crawled up from the bottom of the pit, patted the dust off his body, and raised his head to look around.

After just a single glance, he couldn't help but gasp deeply.

The bottom of this Burial Abyss was simply a veritable Shura purgatory!

The sky was dark red, devoid of sun, moon, or stars, with only churning blood-colored poisonous clouds.

On the earth flowed sticky, dark-red rivers, within whose waters floated countless incomparably huge skeletons—ancient dragons with wings, headless demon gods towering hundreds of zhang high, and even some deformed Yao Beasts whose names could not be called.

The air was permeated with a thick, unshakeable stench of decay and blood, and taking just a single breath made one feel dizzy.

"Such dense Death Qi and Evil Qi."

Ye Hongzhuang stood at the edge of the large pit, took a deep breath, and a look of enjoyment unexpectedly appeared on her peerlessly beautiful face.

"This is the true Holy Land of the Demonic Path."

She turned her head and glanced at Gu Lan, who was still rubbing his chest, a mocking sneer curling the corners of her lips.

"What? This little show is enough to scare you? Where did that majestic air of spouting nonsense up top go?"

"Your Eminence is joking."

Gu Lan instantly put on a sycophantic, evil smile and strode over to Ye Hongzhuang's side.

"Your subordinate is just thrilled by the dense Devilish Qi of this place! As long as Your Eminence is here, even if there is a mountain of knives and a sea of fire ahead, your subordinate would dare to jump down with his eyes closed!"

"Smooth-tongued."

Ye Hongzhuang let out a cold hum, but the smile in the depths of her eyes betrayed her currently good mood.

Right at this moment.

"Rumble!"

A blood-colored river not far ahead of them suddenly boiled violently!

Immediately following, a dozen strange figures wrapped in foul-smelling blood plasma suddenly darted out from the river water!

These monsters had no facial features, and their bodies were entirely pieced together from scarlet flesh and white bones.

Their hands transformed into two sharp bone blades, and their throats emitted piercing screeches like night owls as they lunged straight toward Gu Lan and Ye Hongzhuang!

"Blood-fiend Corpse Ghosts?"

Ye Hongzhuang's brows furrowed slightly, a trace of disgust flashing in her eyes.

"A bunch of brainless, disgusting things, daring to dirty this deity's eyes."

She didn't even have the intention to make a move, merely standing in place and coldly spitting out two words:

"Kill them."

"Understood!"

This was exactly what Gu Lan was waiting for!

He had long wanted to test just how formidable his Physical Body, tempered by the Ice and Fire Refined Golden Body, truly was!

"Clang—!"

The soul-devouring demon sword at his waist didn't even leave its scabbard.

Gu Lan slammed his right foot fiercely against the ground, his entire body blasting forward like an arrow released from a bow string!

"Shatter!"

Facing the three blood-fiend corpse ghosts pouncing toward him, Gu Lan not only did not dodge, but instead raised his right fist, which was wreathed in a layer of purple-black Devilish Qi, and smashed it fiercely upward!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three consecutive muffled, loud bangs sounded.

Those three blood-fiend corpse ghosts, comparable to the Early Golden Core Stage, under Gu Lan's unreasonable, tyrannical punch, were like water-filled balloons, instantly blasted into a sky-full of splashing blood rain!

Even their iron-hard bone blades were smashed to smithereens!

"Roar—!!!"

The remaining corpse ghosts seemed to have been infuriated, encircling him simultaneously from all directions.

"Well come!"

Battle Intent surged wildly in Gu Lan's eyes, and the Purple Extreme Golden Core frantically circulated within his Dantian.

His figure was like lightning, transforming into a black afterimage amidst the swarm of corpse ghosts. Fists, kicks, elbows, knees—every single part of his body turned into the most fatal killing weapon.

Every punch hit flesh! Brutal suppression!

In a mere dozen breaths of time.

A dozen blood-fiend corpse ghosts had already been torn to pieces bare-handed by Gu Lan, the ground littered with foul-smelling remains.

"Hoo—"

Gu Lan stood amidst a pile of rotting flesh, shook the foul blood off his fists, and let out a long breath of turbid air.

Awesome!

This was the thrill of every punch connecting with flesh!

"Not bad, your Physical Body strength has indeed improved; it didn't waste this deity's tutelage."

Ye Hongzhuang watched Gu Lan's back as he wreaked a massacre on all sides, nodding with satisfaction.

"Ouch!"

Right at this moment, a delicate cry suddenly came from high above.

Immediately following, a fiery red figure descended from the sky, smashing straight toward the location where Gu Lan stood!

"Damn Gu Lan! Catch me quickly!"

Saintess Ji Wushuang flailed her arms and legs in mid-air, shouting exasperatedly.

Although she was at the Golden Core Stage, the gravity of this Burial Abyss was more than ten times greater than above, and caught off guard, she simply couldn't control her plunging figure.

Gu Lan's eyes were sharp and his hands quick, his foot sliding slightly as he steadily extended his arms, pulling the falling Demon Cult Saintess straight into a full embrace.

"Thump!"

The huge impact caused Gu Lan to take half a step back, a warm, fragrant and tender jade body filling his arms.

"You dead girl, you didn't even give a heads-up before jumping down, do you want to crush me to death?!" Gu Lan glared at her exasperatedly.

"You're the dead girl!"

Saintess Ji Wushuang patted her chest in lingering fear, then grabbed Gu Lan by the collar and said viciously:

"Who told you to act like a lunatic, not even giving a greeting before jumping down with this old… following the Sect Master?!"

"If you die down here, what is this palace supposed to do?!"

Although she cursed fiercely with her mouth, her watery peach-blossom eyes were filled with undisguised worry.

"Oh, the Saintess sure has quick feet and legs."

From beside them came Ye Hongzhuang's icy-cold voice carrying a hint of mockery.

"What? Afraid this deity will eat your little lover?"

Saintess Ji Wushuang's whole body stiffened, and she hurriedly jumped out of Gu Lan's arms, lowering her head with a guilty conscience.

"Sub… subordinate wouldn't dare. Subordinate was merely worried about Your Eminence's safety and specially came to protect you."

"Protect me? Just based on you?"

Ye Hongzhuang sneered, just wanting to lecture this little girl a few more words.

"Swish!"

Yet another figure plummeted from above.

However, unlike Saintess Ji Wushuang's disheveled state, this figure was as light as a fallen leaf.

It was a large, grey cloak that ingeniously borrowed force a few times in mid-air, landing steadily not far behind Gu Lan.

It was precisely Jiang Wanqing, whom Gu Lan had ordered not to look up!

The moment she landed, her body staggered slightly.

The demonic pressure of this Burial Abyss was practically a fatal poison to a Righteous Path Cultivator like her. Even with the warm sun jade secretly shoved to her by Gu Lan for protection, at this moment she still felt the blood and Qi surging in her chest.

The corner of Gu Lan's eye swept over her unsteady figure, and he instinctively wanted to reach out and support her.

But the moment he saw those smiling-yet-not-smiling phoenix eyes of Ye Hongzhuang beside him, Gu Lan abruptly pulled his hand back.

"Stubborn blockhead! Weren't you told to stay up there? Who told you to jump down following along?!"

Gu Lan turned around, deliberately putting on a stern face, and roared in an extremely rough tone.

Jiang Wanqing trembled at being yelled at.

She lowered her head deeply, her hands hidden beneath the cloak clenched tightly, her voice as thin as a thread of gossamer, yet revealing a stubbornness:

"This maid is Master's foot-washing maid. Wherever Master is, this maid will be."

"If Master is in danger, even if this maid has to risk her life, she will block in front of Master…"

These words were spoken in such a mournful, moving, and loyal manner.

Gu Lan felt his scalp go completely numb listening to it.

Senior Sister, oh Senior Sister! You are way too deep into your role!

Do you even know that your look of following through life and death is wildly stepping on Saintess Ji Wushuang's landmines?!

Sure enough.

Hearing Jiang Wanqing's words, Saintess Ji Wushuang's lungs were about to explode from anger!

"You vixen! What kind of deep affection and pity are you pretending to show!"

Saintess Ji Wushuang abruptly drew her soul-locking whip and pointed it at Jiang Wanqing's nose, cursing up a storm.

"You, a Righteous Path captive, are even worthy of blocking blades for Gu Lan?!"

"I see you just want to seduce him in the chaos! Today, this palace will definitely tear off that hypocritical face of yours!"

Seeing that Saintess Ji Wushuang was about to lash out with a whip.

"Enough!"

Ye Hongzhuang gave an impatient, cold shout.

This voice was mixed with the coercion of the Soul Transformation Stage, directly shaking Saintess Ji Wushuang back two steps and turning her complexion pale.

"This deity brought you down here not to watch you wrangle over jealousy."

Ye Hongzhuang's gaze swept past everyone, staring fixedly at the rolling blood-colored river ahead.

"The main show is about to begin."

As Ye Hongzhuang's voice fell.

"Rumble—!!!"

At the very bottom of the Burial Abyss, an extremely terrifying super-major earthquake suddenly erupted!

The blood-colored river ahead forcefully underwent a Stream-Breaking in the middle, receding wildly to both sides.

An incomparably massive, terrifying palace piled entirely from chilling white bones, like a behemoth crawling out from the depths of Hell, slowly rose up from the bottom of the blood river!

This bone palace stood hundreds of zhang tall, its grand doors carved with countless painfully twisted faces of demon gods.

A towering demonic might, tens of millions of times more terrifying than those blood-fiend corpse ghosts from earlier, instantly swept across the entire abyss.

"That is…"

Gu Lan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, tightening his grip on the soul-devouring sword in his hand.

"The Demon God's Main Hall!"

In Ye Hongzhuang's eyes, an unprecedented fanaticism and greed erupted.

"A thousand years, this deity has finally found it!"

"Gu Lan, let's go!"

"Follow this deity inside and take back the true Legacy belonging to our Heavenly Demon Palace!"

"Creak—"

Accompanied by teeth-aching friction sounds.

Those two heavy bone doors actually slowly opened automatically to both sides!

A dark Death Qi that seemed capable of freezing the Soul gushed out from the crack of the doors.