Chapter 662

Gu Chen and Gu Lianyue discussed for a long time and had a general understanding of Zuo Chunqiu.

Zuo Chunqiu had a total of 94 incarnations of the Heaven Dao, but no one knew which one was the original body or were they all just clones.

The Tiandao Sect hid their absolute arts too well. Zuo Chunqiu's realm in the 94 Great Transformation Dao was also unfathomable.

Combining the two's previous battle experience with Zuo Chunqiu, they could be sure that even if his clones were to die, he could recreate them in a short time and maintain the number of 94.

These 94 people clearly represented 94 kinds of heaven and earth laws, and they had a tacit understanding with each other.

Coupled with Zuo Chunqiu's scheming, he was now fully deserving of being the number one among the younger generation. Even a Grotto-Heaven Realm expert might be defeated by him.

Gu Chen could be said to be very lucky the first two times. Gu Yuanshan was used to deal with him, and the Deep Demon Sea cultivator helped him the other time.

However, luck always came to an end. Gu Chen didn't know when Zuo Chunqiu would come looking for him again.

Zuo Chunqiu was good at strategy and calculation. He accurately found out his whereabouts the first two times, and it wouldn't be strange for him to do it a third time.

Gu Chen was definitely not Zuo Chunqiu's opponent, especially when he thought about the conflict between the two forces in his body. Gu Chen became very worried.

The situation was so complicated. The conflict between the Martial Arts Hall and the 68 Immortal Sects was imminent, and Gu Yuanshan couldn't wait to kill him. The Heaven Pit and Earth Eye were still surging out of the corpse tide.

Gu Chen was desperate for strength. In such a chaotic situation, he needed a powerful force that could calm everything down, but he was stuck at the late-stage of the Dharma Realm.

If he couldn't solve the conflict of forces, he would sooner or later die from Qi Deviation, let alone breaking through to the Dharma Body Realm.

Cousin Lian Yue couldn't tell Cousin Lian Yue about the bottleneck in cultivation. They left after talking.

Cousin Lian Yue decided to tell the Grand Elder about the information Gu Chen got from the Heaven Pit and Earth Eye. She would tell him if there was any new information.

"Cousin, aren't you becoming my spy?"

Gu Chen joked before they separated. His mentality was much better than when he first left the Gu Clan.

"Hmph, you better have some sense of propriety when you do things. Don't go too far. I still hope that you can come back one day."

"The Gu Clan's six branches cannot be missing any one of them, whether it's the heart or the brain."

After Cousin Lian Yue finished speaking, she left. Her words were a hidden warning.

Although she was good to Gu Chen, it did not mean that she had to choose sides between Ling Tai and Dao Shu lineage.

Gu Chen thought for a while. Gu Ziyan had said the same thing to him a long time ago.

If one day, the two of them were forced to the extent of breaking off relations, how would he choose then?

Gu Chen shook his head. He could not be bothered to think about this in detail. Then, he returned to a secret stronghold in Evil Men Ridge.

In the following half a month, the situation in the Deep Demonic Sea became more and more chaotic.

The Gu Clan and the 67 Immortal Sects were searching for Zuo Chunqiu, while the Gu Clan and the 67 Immortal Sects were wiping out the other forces in the Deep Demon Sea.

Zuo Chunqiu had escaped many times, and many Tao Insight Realm cultivators from various sects had failed to capture him.

The Tiandao Sect had also broken off relations with the Gu Clan and the 67 Immortal Sects. Both sides fought in the Deep Demonic Sea.

At the same time, the tide of ancient corpses surging out of the Great Sinkhole became more and more intense. In many cities in the Deep Demonic Sea, there were reports of ancient corpses attacking and destroying entire cities!

Xiong Wu, the genius of the Gui Yuan Celestial Sect who had mysteriously disappeared three thousand years ago, came back to life in Meng Jiang City and massacred the entire city with the secret technique of Gui Yuan.

Fairy Ji Yuan of the Guang Han Palace, who was rumored to have died five thousand years ago, was rumored to have appeared in Crescent Bay and destroyed a local force.

Yuwen Jue of the Qing Lian Immortal Sect, Qin Wen of the Tai Hao Immortal Sect, Zhang Jun of the Tai Chi Immortal Sect …

One after another, outstanding heroes were resurrected and appeared in various places, causing panic among the residents of the Deep Demonic Sea. Waves of refugees fled to the border between the Deep Demonic Sea and the Great Moon Territory.

Bang!

In the secret stronghold of Evil Men Ridge, Ruan Ji's face was livid. He angrily smashed a stone table into pieces.

"The tide of corpses is getting more and more serious. It has already engulfed the entire Deep Demonic Sea, but the Gu Clan and the 67 Immortal Sects are still wiping out the forces of the Deep Demonic Sea!

"The same goes for the Tiandao Sect. They are fighting with the major forces all over the Deep Demonic Sea. Other than creating chaos, no one cares about the lives of the cultivators of the Deep Demonic Sea!

"Many of our compatriots who fled to the Great Moon Territory were stopped by the troops of the Tai Hao Celestial Sect and the Guang Han Palace. They plan to let us fend for ourselves in the Deep Demonic Sea!"

Ruan Ji was very pained. He had lived in the Deep Demonic Sea for so many years. Even though it was a barren land in the eyes of outsiders, he was still full of feelings for it.

Not only him, but the faces of Elder Tan, Big Head Mo, and the War Ghost were also very gloomy.

The Gu Clan and the 68 Immortal Sects, who ruled the Primordial Spirit Continent, didn't care about the tide of corpses at all. All they cared about was their own interests!

Gu Chen sat in the main seat and listened to his subordinates' reports. He closed his eyes and didn't say a word.

He was shocked by the shortsightedness of the 68 Immortal Sects and the Gu Clan. The migration speed of the corpse tide was really too fast. At this speed, who could guarantee that they wouldn't leave the Deep Demonic Sea?

If they were to flood into the seven major domains of the Immortal Spirits, it would be a complete and utter catastrophe.

The Deep Demonic Sea was vast and sparsely populated, and the residents were all powerful demonic cultivators. Thus, the casualties were relatively low. However, there were countless ordinary people in the seven major domains. Once the corpse tide flooded the seven major domains, the people would definitely be plunged into misery and suffering.

Gu Chen knew that he wasn't a compassionate person who cared about the world, but he didn't want to see blood flow like a river.

"Deputy Hall Master, because of the malicious obstruction of the 68 Immortal Sects, a large number of cultivators in the Deep Demonic Sea can't escape. Right now, they are all thinking of joining the Martial Arts Hall."

"Our strength is unprecedentedly strong. Please lead us to kill our way out. We might be able to have a place in the seven major domains of the Immortal Spirits!"

Forced to a dead end, Ruan Ji and the others pleaded with Gu Chen.

Since he joined Gu Chen's side, he didn't do anything. Most of the time, he was just waiting.

Gu Chen's fingers tapped on the table unhurriedly, thinking about whether Ruan Ji's suggestion was feasible.

If it was in the past, he might take advantage of the internal strife of the 68 Immortal Sects and lead the Deep Demonic Sea cultivators to kill their way out.

But now, his vision was broader. In his opinion, the greater threat was the corpse tide, which was the disaster that the ancestors said would come.

If he led the Deep Demonic Sea cultivators to fight against the 68 Immortal Sects, he would only be consuming the strength of the living and making the army of the dead more powerful.

Moreover, the 68 Immortal Sects had so many Grotto-Heaven Realm experts, and they only had Wu Lingxian. Once there was a large-scale battle, the casualties of the Deep Demonic Sea cultivators would probably be more than 45%.

They had no choice but to take the risk out of desperation, but Gu Chen did not want to do so.

Just when Gu Chen was thinking about how to answer, a voice came from outside the door.