Demon Slaying, Gaining 60 Years of Cultivation From the Start

Ever since Gu Chen arrived in the upper realm and stayed at the Xuan Yi Sect, he had been there for more than two years. Now, it was time to say farewell to this tranquil life.

During these years, Gu Chen had mostly lived a reclusive life, tending to flowers and planting grass every day, gazing at the clouds as they rolled by in the sky, and occasionally meditating on the Tao. Compared to the various trials his incarnation had faced, his true self could be considered utterly leisurely.

Such a state of being had its own unique charm, which Gu Chen found himself somewhat nostalgic for.

At this moment, having left the mountain gate of the Xuan Yi Sect where he had spent over two years, Gu Chen stood atop a peak, looking at the blue sky and white clouds above, inhaling the hints of fragrance in the air, feeling content and utterly at peace.

"The great battle selection for the supremacy of the Ten Thousand Tribes within the three thousand six hundred domains of the upper realm will soon begin. The peaceful life will be gone and will not return after this," Gu Chen's eyes deepened as he gazed at the heavens, anticipating the upheaval and complete transformation that would soon sweep through the entire upper realm.

And he, upon reaching the Unity Realm and merging both bodies into one, would no longer have such a carefree and content life.

The experience at the Xuan Yi Sect, although just as a mere medicine boy, would be deeply etched in Gu Chen's heart.

"Alright, reminiscing about the past is over. Now, the hunt officially begins." As he spoke, Gu Chen's previously laid-back demeanor changed instantaneously, his expression stern and his sword-like eyebrows growing even sharper, conveying the sensation of a sword unsheathed and ready for combat.

Following Gu Chen's gaze, below the mountain peak where he stood, one could see a valley not too far away. It was the dwelling place of the Shadow Leopard clan, also known as the Dark Valley.

Besides the main force that attacked the Xuan Yi Sect, there were still many experts remaining within the gates of Dark Valley. For Gu Chen, these were valuable points of achievement, and he naturally would not let them slip by.

Especially at this critical juncture before the battle for supremacy among the Ten Thousand Tribes was about to begin.

The Shadow Leopards were a ruthless, non-human tribe, and now enemies with Gu Chen. He would feel no compassion when striking them down.

With his formidable strength, once he assaulted the Shadow Leopard clan, it was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep; no one was his match. Among the remaining experts, several were from the Huanxu Realm and two from the Unity Realm. All were effortlessly suppressed by a single palm from Gu Chen, not even leaving behind dust.

Soon after, the valley fell silent, with only the acrid smell of blood lingering in the air.

As for Gu Chen, he had disappeared the moment he finished dealing with all the cultivators of the Shadow Leopard clan.

He was now heading towards the next stronghold, which was the mountain gate of the Bi Bo Sect.

Unsurprisingly, just like Dark Valley, the mountain gate of the Bi Bo Sect was also guarded by powerful experts.

However, these so-called experts were nothing in front of Gu Chen, merely chickens and dogs to him.

But it is worth mentioning that the cultivators of the Bi Bo Sect were indeed more cautious than those of the Shadow Leopard clan.

"Who goes there?!"

Gu Chen's appearance raised the alarm among about a dozen Bi Bo Sect cultivators. They drew their weapons and advanced towards him in unison.

Clearly, if any word was amiss, these cultivators from the God Transformation Realm were ready to attack Gu Chen en masse.

"Your killer."

Facing these cultivators from the Bi Bo Sect, Gu Chen was expressionless, offering only a single, cold remark.

Then, as if repeating the scene from Dark Valley, Gu Chen moved through their ranks as if he were in a realm of no one, and no one could stand as his equal.

"Demon breath!"

Indeed, just like in Dark Valley, deep within the Bi Bo Sect, Gu Chen sensed the breath of demons.

Unlike in Dark Valley, there were even more demons within the Bi Bo Sect, all of them at the Unity Realm, totaling seven.

These demons had not yet managed to merge with the Bi Bo Sect cultivators, or one might say, they commanded these two powers—the Bi Bo Sect and Dark Valley—as supreme rulers.

The attack on the Xuan Yi Sect was also inseparably linked to these demons, since devouring the blood and flesh of cultivators is the most effective shortcut for demons to achieve breakthroughs.

Moreover, the greater the potential and the higher the cultivation level of their prey, the greater the benefit to the demons after devouring them.

"Roar!"

The air filled with dark miasma as all the remaining Huanxu Realm guardians of the Bi Bo Sect, as well as three Unity Realm cultivators, and those seven demons, sensing Gu Chen's power, launched an attack on him.

Indeed, the demons' keen intuition for living creatures allowed them to recognize Gu Chen's extraordinariness. If they could devour him, it would be an immense advantage, a rare opportunity that could take years to come by.

Thus, under the commands of the seven demons, every remaining cultivator of the Bi Bo Sect made their move.

"Moving Mountain Seal!"

At this moment, Gu Chen naturally had no need to hide his strength any longer. He exercised his full power, leveraging millennia of terrifying cultivation to manifest this divine ability—the Moving Mountain Seal!

In an instant, a thunderous boom resounded; heaven and earth seemed to collapse, an ancient towering mountain lifting from the ground. Gu Chen stood with the seal, his black hair flying wildly, his eyes piercing, and his presence unparalleled, truly a sight that commanded respect from all under the heavens!

"Suppress!"

Gu Chen exerted his full strength to wield the Moving Mountain Seal, which was not any weaker than the so-called fifth-grade divine abilities. In fact, this technique would grow with his strength, and it had the potential to become the first-grade technique he mastered.

With a booming sound under the Moving Mountain Seal, no matter if they were cultivators or demons, nothing and no one could survive. The surrounding area for a thousand paces exploded, space shattered, fissured with countless cracks.