Gu Long's World: Starting with the Legend of Chu Liuxiang

Jiang Fengyue looked back and realized that the stone gate was only for entering, not for exiting. If he wanted to find a way out, he would have to go somewhere else.

As soon as he entered the stone mountain, he felt a chill. It was a long stone corridor, and the stone walls around it were completely cold.

The group soon stopped, not because they had reached the end of the road, but because they had come to a crossroads. Two men in hemp clothing led them to turn left, and after walking a long way and turning several corners, they finally saw a stone hall.

Two men in hemp clothing led them into the stone hall.

The short man in hemp clothing pointed at Ai Qing and said, "You stay here and entertain the guests well. We'll be leaving now."

After speaking, the two men in hemp clothing left the stone hall.

Jiang Fengyue knew they were going to call for reinforcements, but he did not stop them.

Only Jiang Fengyue, Chu Liuxiang, and Ai Qing remained in the stone hall.

Ai Qing remained expressionless. Chu Liuxiang tried to talk to her a few times, but she completely ignored him.

Jiang Fengyue sighed, "Now that they're gone, why pretend you don't know him?"

Ai Qing glared at Jiang Fengyue, but still didn't say anything.

Jiang Fengyue continued, "You've set such a huge trap to lure him here, yet you still refuse to reveal your true purpose?"

Ai Qing's face showed emotion, and she angrily asked, "Who exactly are you? What is your relationship with Chu Liuxiang?"

Jiang Fengyue said coldly, "I'm just someone who likes to meddle in other people's business. You want to harm my friend, and I can't just sit idly by."

Upon hearing Ai Qing's words, Chu Liuxiang burst into laughter, saying loudly, "Miss Ai Qing, if you don't recognize me, how would you know I'm Chu Liuxiang?"

Ai Qing stammered, "I..."

She stomped her foot again and said, "You came here to die of your own accord, it has nothing to do with me."

Chu Liuxiang said softly, "I have only one question: where is your altar?"

Ai Qing frowned and said, "Do you think you're not dying fast enough?"

Chu Liuxiang said, "I came here to find someone in that sacred altar."

Ai Qing asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Chu Liuxiang said, "I'm looking for your Holy Maiden."

Ai Qing coldly replied, "Do you even know what kind of person can see the Holy Maiden?"

Chu Liuxiang said, "I don't know."

Ai Qing said, word by word, "You're about to die! If you run away now, you still have time, but if you want to see her, you'll have to die."

Jiang Fengyue interjected, "As long as I'm here, even if everyone here dies, it won't be Chu Liuxiang's turn."

Ai Qing was still hesitant.

Jiang Fengyue continued to activate his white-robed divine hearing, and he had already heard the commotion of many people rushing towards this place.

He said in a deep voice, "If we leave now, it may be too late. Why don't you tell us the location of the altar? Perhaps there is still a glimmer of hope."

Ai Qing finally made a decision, and said sadly, "At the intersection we passed, just keep going straight in the direction we came in, don't turn left or right, that's the altar."

After listening to Ai Qing's explanation, Chu Liuxiang said, "Thank you, Miss Ai Qing."

After saying that, he darted away like a hawk, showing how anxious he was.

Ai Qing watched Chu Liuxiang's departing figure, a complex expression on her face, a mixture of fear and reluctance.

Jiang Fengyue shook her head and sighed, then darted away.

He returned to the intersection where he had come from, and there he saw Chu Liuxiang being stopped by six men in hemp clothing.

The short, hemp-clad man was among them; these were clearly people he had brought with him.

The short man in hemp clothing chuckled and asked, "Where are you two headed?"

Chu Liuxiang's eyes were icy as he coldly said, "Get out of the way."

The short, hemp-clad man said sternly, "Isn't it too late to leave now?"

The people in hemp clothing were ready to make their move, slowly surrounding Jiang Fengyue and Chu Liuxiang.

They began to spin again, intending to unleash that strange martial art.

Jiang Fengyue sighed, "Haven't you two spinning tops been whipped enough yet? Why did you call over a few more?"

This kind of martial art seems to be more effective the more people use it together, because before they even make a move, the person will be dizzy from being spun around.

Six men in hemp clothing, with twelve hands, simultaneously struck at Jiang Fengyue and Chu Liuxiang.

Their speed of attack is already considered top-tier in the martial arts world.

But in Jiang Fengyue's eyes, no matter how many experts there are, they are not enough.

Jiang Fengyue and Chu Liuxiang, back to back, knocked these pretentious men in hemp clothing to the ground in a few rounds, rendering them unable to move.

Jiang Fengyue looked at Chu Liuxiang and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

Instead of going back the way they came, they headed in another direction.

The short, hemp-clad man's expression changed drastically. He tried to get up to stop them, but was powerless. He could only shout, "You can't go there!"

Jiang Fengyue and Chu Liuxiang ignored the short man in hemp clothing's calls and rushed straight ahead.

I don't know how long I walked, but I finally saw a very long staircase.

At the top of the steps was a stone door, which was open.

Jiang Fengyue and Chu Liuxiang stepped over the stairs and entered the stone gate.

Jiang Fengyue saw a sight he had never seen before in his life. It was truly like a temple, far more solemn and magnificent than any temple or hall in the world.

Looking around, the first thing you see is a large flat area where dozens of people are crawling on the ground.

Then came layer upon layer of stone steps, stretching outwards from where they were kneeling, extending for dozens of feet.

Above the stone steps was a large chair, upon which sat a person, clearly the god they worshipped.

Their god is neither an idol nor a deity; their god is a living god.

The man wore a wide, seven-colored robe and a hideous, strange mask that shone with golden light, as if it were cast from gold.

Chu Liuxiang felt that this person was very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

Soon, someone spotted Jiang Fengyue and Chu Liuxiang.

A man in hemp clothing shouted, "Mortal! How can a mortal be here!"

All eyes were on them.

Chu Liuxiang said with a wry smile, "What do we do now?"

Jiang Fengyue looked at him and smiled, "Go do what you need to do, leave the rest to me."

Chu Liuxiang said, "I want..."

Before Chu Liuxiang could finish speaking, he froze, remembering the person who had told him to come here. That person had said that once he saw their god, no one could harm him anymore.

He came to his senses and, without hesitation, used his lightness skill to leap up the stone steps.

From the crowd, another man in hemp clothing shouted, "Mortal, how dare you!"

Several figures flew out instantly, trying to intercept Chu Liuxiang.

But they forgot that there was another person here.

Jiang Fengyue had already blocked their way.

They did not attack Jiang Fengyue; their only goal was to catch up with Chu Liuxiang. They would never allow anyone to blaspheme their god.

But how could Jiang Fengyue possibly grant their wish?

Jiang Fengyue gathered his inner strength in both hands, and before the people in hemp clothing could even reach the stone steps, he had already knocked each of them to the ground with a single palm strike.

More and more people in hemp clothing reacted, and more than a dozen more figures flew out.

Jiang Fengyue was prepared for a tough battle.

Their movements suddenly stopped, and they knelt down again, prostrating themselves on the ground.

Jiang Fengyue turned her head to look.

Chu Liuxiang has unveiled the mask of God.