Come On, Son! You Got to Breakthrough Now!-Chapter 559 - 360 Bride’s Dress_2

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Chapter 559: Chapter 360 Bride’s Dress_2

However.

The Heavenly Vein True Scripture is difficult to cultivate, and truly condensing the fourth Heavenly Vein is not an easy task.

Even though Gu Qingfeng has also condensed three Heavenly Veins, he still doesn’t have much clue about the fourth one.

But Gu Qingfeng is not in a hurry.

Cultivation emphasizes accumulation.

As long as he gives himself enough time to break through to the Fourth Layer of the Heavenly Vein True Scripture, it’s not entirely impossible.

——

Guxing State!

Tianshu Prefecture!

Now all forces have fully marched their armies into it. Upon entering Tianshu Prefecture, everyone suddenly discovers that it has unknowingly become a breeding ground for Evil Spirits.

Countless Evil Spirits appear, forming a pure Evil Spirit army, dealing a striking blow to all forces.

These Evil Spirits are bizarrely powerful and formidable, with many reaching the level of a natural disaster, so even though each force has more than one Saint and Great Saint Realm expert present, they find it difficult to be their match for a while.

Attacking Tianshu Prefecture took half a month, with very limited advancement from various armies.

Forces like the Divine Martial Dynasty have suffered significant losses.

Currently.

In an ancient city.

All the commanders of the Divine Martial Dynasty gather here, everyone wearing a solemn expression, as the atmosphere appears very heavy.

"How is Prince Yun’s injury?"

Yan Yun looks at Gu Xiu above, whose face appears slightly pale, with a sluggish aura, indicating significant injury.

The latter slightly shakes his head upon hearing this: "The injury is not serious, but the current Evil Spirit army is strong, and truly capturing the Star Dynasty and killing Lu Zhen will not be easy!"

As they originally expected, all of Tianshu Prefecture’s people have already been sacrificed.

Initially.

Gu Xiu was unclear about the Star Dynasty’s purpose in sacrificing these people.

Until he saw the Evil Spirit army in Tianshu Prefecture, he finally understood the opponent’s intention.

Blood sacrifice of the people!

Using the blood of countless Human Clan members to nurture a large number of Evil Spirits.

Most of these Evil Spirits are not strong, but their vast numbers make various armies unable to advance for a while, especially since some Evil Spirits in the army are extremely powerful.

Furthermore, with Demons acting up, many forces must allocate some strength to resist them.

Thus.

The challenges each force faces are more severe.

"That Evil Spirit named Bride’s Dress, its power is at least at the level of an Upper natural disaster. If Prince Yun hadn’t acted at the crucial moment, we would likely have perished!"

Remembering the battle, Yan Yun’s face turns grim.

Upper natural disaster!

That is a presence comparable to a Great Saint.

If not for Gu Xiu blood-sacrificing a damaged Imperial Weapon to repel the enemy at a crucial time, the consequences would’ve been unimaginable.

But the issue is.

There is more than one Evil Spirit of this level on the Star Dynasty’s side.

Imagining such power reveals how terrifying it is.

"To prevent a surprise attack by Evil Spirits, the entire city must be on alert. Also, this must be reported back to the court, and await my brother’s decision!"

Gu Xiu said helplessly.

In this situation, it’s beyond his control now.

However.

As soon as Gu Xiu finishes speaking, he seems to sense something, his expression changing drastically, and immediately steps out of the government office.

Others, seeing this, also hurriedly follow out.

Upon leaving the government office, everyone realizes that it’s supposed to be daylight, but at some point, the entire city is shrouded in a thick black mist, seemingly isolating the sunlight and plunging the city into a night-like scenario.

"Evil Spirit!"

Gu Xiu uttered the words, his face extremely grim.

Without him knowing, Evil Spirits have already infiltrated this city.

Now, the entire city is dead silent, as if everyone has vanished into thin air.

Suddenly.

A piercing suona sound travels from afar to near. Following the sound, Gu Xiu notices at the end of the street in front of the government office, an elaborate sedan chair has appeared, surrounded by dozens of people, with several leading figures playing suonas, which appear especially eerie in the silent city.

Meanwhile.

As the sedan procession appears, the surrounding air suddenly turns chilly, some people carrying large red lanterns, and under the eerie red glow, their faces are as pale as if devoid of any blood.

"The Bride’s Dress... It’s here!!"

Gu Xiu’s face changes as he gazes at the sedan chair, his eyes full of dread.

This is the Evil Spirit that seriously injured him, a terrifying presence suspected to be of an Upper natural disaster.

Gu Xiu never expected this Evil Spirit to infiltrate unnoticed, while the entire city remains dead silent, unaware of the condition of the soldiers.

As for Yan Yun and others, upon seeing the red sedan chair, their faces turn grave.

Bride’s Dress!

Upper natural disaster!

The appearance of such a horrifying presence fills many hearts with uncontrollable fear.

"Prince Yun, what should we do now..."

Someone speaks with fear, their body trembling uncontrollably.

Helpless.

The looming terror, despite a firm mind, inevitably breeds fear.

Gu Xiu takes a deep breath and says sternly: "You all leave first, I will deal with this!"

"No, Prince Yun’s status is noble, you can’t risk yourself!"

As soon as Gu Xiu finishes speaking, Yan Yun firmly opposes.

The former slightly shakes his head and says: "Right now, I’m the only one who can stand against this Evil Spirit. If you stay behind, it’s only unwarranted sacrifice with no meaning.

Besides, without you, I have a chance to escape—"

Upon hearing this.

Everyone falls into silence.

Eventually.

Yan Yun grits his teeth and reluctantly says: "Prince Yun commands, we retreat first!"

Then.

Yan Yun leads everyone to withdraw.

However.

As they are about to move, the scene shifts again, the original government office has vanished, and in its place stands an ancient mansion.

The mansion’s doors are fully open, revealing a disturbing darkness inside, with large red lanterns hanging on either side, casting eerie red glows, as if drenched in blood.

It’s over!

Upon seeing this, Yan Yun and others feel a sinking dread in their hearts.

They realize they’ve entered a restricted zone.

It’s a complete forbidden zone formed by a natural disaster-grade Evil Spirit, unlike any ordinary Evil Spirit Forbidden Zone.

Seeing this, Gu Xiu’s expression also changes.

"It seems you can’t escape either. We have no choice but to fight desperately, perhaps there’s a glimmer of hope!"

As he speaks, the sedan procession arrives in front, a putrid, foul smell permeates the air. Simultaneously, the red curtain of the sedan shivers, and a cyan-black hand suddenly extends from inside, swiftly pulling the curtain open, revealing the scene inside.

Inside the red curtain, a woman dressed in a bride’s dress, her head covered with a red veil, sits upright. Her hands are cyan-black, with sharp and long nails. As she appears, an eerie, chilling aura erupts, instantly sweeping everything away.

While under the onslaught of this chilling aura, Yan Yun and others feel their blood stagnate, as if unable to move.

"My dearest... I’ve been searching so hard for you..."

A hoarse voice echoes, akin to nails screeching on a mirror, unsettling and grating, while the red veil flutters in the wind, as if about to fall.

"Demon... How dare you act crafty before me!!"

Gu Xiu roars in anger, his terrifying energy erupts, illuminating all directions like a Great Sun, forcefully dispelling all onrushing chilling auras.

Then a broken sword suddenly appears, as Gu Xiu spits Essence Blood onto the sword, causing it to tremble instantly. Terrifying sword light cuts through the heavens, seemingly brightening the city as if it’s daytime, directly striking towards the Bride’s Dress’s face.