Longevity: Start by practicing the ruthless way

Among those who have entered Kunlun Ruins from Xingxiu Yue throughout the generations, some will eventually stay and put down roots, establishing a small Xingxiu Yue to be responsible for receiving fellow disciples who will enter Kunlun Ruins later.

The so-called elders refer to the powerful men of the previous generation who resided in Kunlun Ruins.

"Elder, save me!"

The disciple of Xingxiu Yue screamed in fear, his clothes soaked with cold sweat.

"boom!"

Suddenly, he felt a kick so strong that he screamed in pain. His spine at the waist snapped and his whole body broke into two pieces. His head was then crushed by the young man in white behind him.

On the other side, Murong Zhixiu and his group also took action, moving quickly along the safe route in the killing array, with screams coming one after another.

"What's going on? Where are the elders? Could it be that they are all away?" Everyone in Xingxiu Mountain was filled with despair.

Not long after, the valley returned to silence, and a group of people walked out through the teleportation array.

Zhang Zhen was stunned. What were the origins of this group of ruthless people? Were they too strong?

The group walked out of Xingxiu Mansion and returned to the main street in the city. Zhang Zhen also changed his face and introduced things enthusiastically along the way, guiding them.

"This is the palace of the ancient freak in Cuilan Palace. However, she has never appeared in the city. It seems that she is still in seclusion. Many followers are collecting various treasures for her." Zhang Zhen introduced.

This is a palace as magnificent as a dragon's palace, emitting a soft light.

Zhang Zhen said: "I'm not sure whether the people from Cuilan Palace have hunted down the two friends you are looking for."

Murong Zhixiu said, "Let's ignore this for now."

On the way, Gu Chi and the others also learned from Zhang Zhen about some of the conditions in the city. Many ancient freaks and sects had built palaces or mansions here.

Gu Chi pointed to a majestic-looking palace in front of him and asked, "Whose palace is that?"

"That is not a palace belonging to anyone alone. It is a stronghold set up by the Temple of the God of War, which is what you call a hall." Zhang Zhen replied.

"Martial God Temple..." Gu Chi thought for a moment and said, "Let's go and take a look."

The group arrived in front of the palace and asked a group of people stationed outside the palace about Li Wangcen and Zuo Shiji.

"Boy, you came here to inquire about the news of those two people. Are you trying to provoke our Martial God Temple?" A young monk walked out of the hall with his hands behind his back, his eyes shining like stars.

"They are our friends. We heard that the Temple of Martial God had hunted them, so we came here to ask. How can that be considered a provocation?" Gu Chi had a warm smile on his face, looking harmless.

The young monk from the Martial God Hall stared at her for a long while, then glanced at the people behind her. He snorted coldly and called over a group of strong men, saying, "Capture them!"

At his signal, someone took out a talisman, and with a flash of light, everyone present was swept out of the city by an irresistible force.

Obviously, even a powerful force like the Temple of the God of War did not dare to break the rules and fight with Gu Chi and his group in the city.

"The Temple of the God of War is so powerful. They want to kill people just because we ask you a question." Gu Chi said with a chuckle.

"You are a bunch of bastards. I will kill you today and get some interest back for Li Wangcen and the others first!" Tuoba Cang spat.

"Hmph! My master is about to come out of seclusion, and you dare to provoke him? You are courting death!" The young monk from the Temple of Martial God stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Gu Chi and his group with his head held high.

"boom!"

Tuoba Cang didn't say anything. He raised his hand and restrained the man close to him. His five fingers were like curved hooks and iron pliers, tightly pinching his throat. With the other hand, he swung and slapped the man in the face with a loud slap, and the sound was deafening.

In the distance, all the powerful men in the Temple of Martial God were shocked. The speed was too fast. They didn't even have time to react.

"You dare!" The young monk from the Temple of Martial God shouted. Half of his cheek became red and swollen. Even though he used his magic power to protect his entire face, he could still feel a burning pain.

With a "slap", Tuoba Cang slapped the young man again, and the young man had blood in his mouth.

"What is there for me to be afraid of?" Tuoba Cang pinched his neck with a cold expression.

"You dare to provoke our Martial God Temple like this? When my master comes out of seclusion, he will not let you go!" The young monk from the Martial God Temple had disheveled hair and the anger in his eyes seemed to be about to burst out, and he roared incessantly.

Moreover, endless magical power surged out from his body, and he used various magical powers to try to drive Tuoba Cangzhen away.

Unfortunately, in front of Tuoba Cang who had already been promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, his resistance could not shake him at all.

"The Temple of Martial God is nothing. I am going to slap you, the Temple of Martial God, in the face!" Tuoba Cang swung his arm and slapped it hard.

After a few slaps, the protective divine light on the young man from the Temple of Martial God was directly shattered, and the crisp sound of slaps and screams echoed in the field.

Blood was splattered, all his teeth fell out, his mouth was crooked and his eyes were slanted, his whole face was completely deformed, and he didn't look like a human at all.

"What are you still standing there for? Kill him!" The young monk roared incoherently the moment he regained consciousness.

In the distance, the powerful men from the Temple of Martial God were also suffering terribly. They were surrounded and beaten up by Gu Chi and others.

"what--!"

The young man from the Temple of Martial God was thrown heavily to the ground by Tuoba Cang. He broke countless bones and howled in pain, rolling on the ground.

Tuoba Cang kept his foot on the young man's chest and asked indifferently, "Where are those two people?"

"Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you. When my master comes out of seclusion, you will all die!" The young monk roared with gritted teeth, staring at Tuoba Cang with extremely resentful eyes.

"That's not the answer I wanted to hear."

Tuoba Cang kicked down, causing his chest to collapse with a "puff" sound, and he coughed up blood.

"Hey! You can't do this to me..."

"Wrong answer again."

Tuoba Cang stepped hard, and the sound of broken bones rang out again, accompanied by a heart-wrenching scream.

Of course, the battle in the distance was even more intense. Dozens of strong men from the Temple of Martial God were fighting with Gu Chi and the others. Various spiritual weapons and magic tools were attacking them, various killing lights were flying in the sky, and blood was splashing from time to time.

On the other side, Zhang Zhen, who was hiding in the corner, was already dumbfounded. Who on earth were these guys? They actually dared to use knives against the people from the Martial God Hall.

Half an hour later, everything calmed down. The young monk from the Temple of Martial God was held in Tuoba Cang's hands like a dead dog, while the rest were all killed by Gu Chi and his men.

"If you ask me, since we have already started fighting with them, we might as well go back and destroy their gang as well!" Murong Zhixiu suggested.

Gu Chi was the first to raise both hands in agreement and said, "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"