The Path of Immortality: Starts With Creating Water Bear Gu-Chapter 494: Forbidden Gu, Once Again

Long Xuan said nothing. He stood far from the coffin, his gaze vigilant and wary.

“Hmph! Coward.”

Lan Yan gave him a disdainful glance, finally ceasing to waste time. With a gentle wave of his right hand, the coffin lid seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and soared into the air.

The very next moment, before the three could even see what was inside the coffin, an elderly man’s soul shot out from within, roaring angrily:

“Damn it! Who dares desecrate my tomb? Didn't I warn you — those who disturb my grave will bring doom to their entire clan! Yet you still dig it up!”

The sudden emergence of the old man’s spirit undoubtedly startled the trio. Even the bold Lan Yan involuntarily took two steps back, his face slightly pale.

“Could it be... the Great Emperor of Cangyue has truly come back to life?”

That was Long Xuan's first thought. His face instantly revealed a look of shock and fear.

But he quickly sensed something was amiss, the aura of this spirit was only at the peak Gu King level, far from being the true Cangyue Great Emperor.

Regardless of who this soul was, as long as he was merely at the Gu King realm, he posed little threat to Long Xuan.

A Gu King without a physical body was ultimately no match for one with a physical body. This soul’s combat power probably couldn’t even surpass Lan Yan’s.

It was precisely this realization — the spirit’s weakness, that reassured Long Xuan, stopping him from immediately fleeing.

Clearly, he wasn’t the only one who noticed the truth. Lan Yan and Di Xin also quickly discerned that the spirit was just a remnant soul at the Gu King level, and both let out a long breath of relief.

Di Xin spoke first:

“He’s too weak. There's no way he is the Cangyue Great Emperor.”

“If I’m not mistaken, this man must have discovered the Cangyue Imperial Tomb long ago. But he was nearing death himself and urgently needed a grand burial. Seeing this vast imperial mausoleum, he threw out the Cangyue Great Emperor's remains and stole the coffin for himself — a classic case of the cuckoo laying eggs in another’s nest.”

Hearing this, Long Xuan's expression turned odd. Unable to build a magnificent tomb of his own, he simply occupied someone else’s? People like this still existed in this world?

But his brow soon furrowed deeply. A solemn look appeared on his face.

The Cangyue Imperial Tomb was riddled with deadly mechanisms — extremely dangerous. Countless Gu Kings from powerful clans had died merely trying to scout it.

For this man to have broken into the tomb alone beforehand already spoke volumes. It proved he was far stronger than anyone else buried here.

No doubt, in life, this old man was a figure of great prominence. Even though nothing remained of his corpse and only a soul remained, he was not someone they could afford to underestimate.

With this thought, Long Xuan grew tense and vigilant again.

However, once Lan Yan realized the spirit wasn’t the Cangyue Great Emperor, merely a grave-robbing impostor he sneered and scoffed:

“Putting on airs, are we?”

“So it’s just a petty thief who stole someone else's tomb! Aren’t you afraid of damning your entire lineage?”

“All the treasures in that coffin must be on you now. Hand them over obediently. As a mere spirit, you stand no chance against the three of us at the peak Gu King realm.”

“Don’t force us to act! Or we’ll scatter your soul to oblivion, you won’t even remain a ghost.”

Upon hearing this, the old spirit glared at him fiercely, his eyes burning with fury.

“Vermin! Can you not read? ‘He who robs this tomb shall doom his nine clans!’ And yet you dare to rob it! State your name if you have the guts!”

Lan Yan immediately revealed a mocking smile.

“You think I’m scared? Listen up — I won’t change my name no matter where I go. I am Lan Yan.”

“Now that you know my name, what can you do about it?”

“Hmph! Want to wipe out my nine clans? Go ahead and wipe out ten if you like. Try killing even one right now if you dare!”

He was wildly arrogant, completely dismissing the old man's threats.

“Good! Very good!”

The old man stared at him with chilling eyes, as if looking at a dead person. Suddenly, he turned to Long Xuan.

“Boy! Do you dare state your name?”

Long Xuan froze for a moment, then quickly realized he was being seen as Lan Yan’s accomplice. He immediately acted the part — arrogant and loud:

“Ha! Pretending to be a ghost? You think I’m afraid of that?”

“Listen well — my name is Xuanyuan Zhi, the strongest in the Xuanyuan Empire! Now that you know, what can you do about it?”

Lan Yan and Di Xin exchanged strange looks at this, silently cursing him for being shameless.

Long Xuan smirked coldly inside.

Why tell the truth now? If the old guy really could kill his enemies across great distances, wouldn’t it be perfect to have him get rid of a big enemy of mine instead?

“Good, good, good! Looks like I’ve been gone too long — no one fears me anymore.”

“You say you want your nine clans destroyed? I’ll make that happen today!”

Furious at their insolence, the old spirit shut his eyes and began chanting in a rapid, unknown language.

Long Xuan set aside his curiosity and glanced at Di Xin.

Strange, the spirit didn’t ask for Di Xin’s name. Does that mean this technique has limited uses?

He frowned. If so, then this old man wasn’t bluffing — he might truly have the ability to destroy one’s nine clans remotely. This could spell serious trouble for Lan Yan.

Just as this thought crossed his mind, Lan Yan suddenly screamed in agony, collapsing in pain.

Blood gushed from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth as he writhed and howled on the ground in unbearable torment.

Moments later, his body stiffened. Eyes wide open, he fell completely silent — dead.

Long Xuan was utterly shocked.

He was a peak Gu King! One of the Xuanyuan Empire’s strongest! And just like that — dead? How is this possible? How did he do it?

Meanwhile, above ground...

Xuanyuan Zhi, who had been healing, suddenly snapped his eyes open. Blood vessels burst in his eyes, and his expression twisted with pain.

He could no longer bear it. He collapsed, letting out a shrill, painful cry.

He experienced the exact same symptoms as Lan Yan, blood gushing from all seven orifices.

“My lord! My lord!”

“What’s wrong?!”

...

All the Gu cultivators from the Xuanyuan imperial clan swiftly surrounded the area. However, after only a few steps, they all collapsed to their knees, expressions contorted in agony, and the space was instantly filled with heart-wrenching screams.

Suddenly, it was as if a terrifying plague had erupted across the ground. Every Gu cultivator with the surname Xuanyuan began bleeding from all seven orifices, collapsing in anguish. After a brief struggle, their bodies stiffened, eyes wide open in shock, breath extinguished.

Even the powerful Xuanyuan Zhi, though he resisted for a while, eventually went silent. At the moment of his death, his eyes were still wide open in disbelief—he had died without understanding how or why.

The dreadful plague showed no signs of stopping. Within the Xuanyuan Imperial City, the Xuanyuan Emperor, who was presiding over court affairs, suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed heavily onto the ground, throwing the entire court into chaos.

At the same time, everyone in the royal palace with the surname Xuanyuan collapsed en masse. Each person bled from their seven orifices, their cries echoing in agony throughout the halls. The palace quickly descended into complete disorder.

On the streets, Xuanyuan clan Gu cultivators walking normally suddenly dropped one after another without any warning. Each bled from the seven orifices, writhed in pain for a moment, then fell still. The streets became scenes of utter chaos.

A similar scene unfolded in the Lan clan's base within the city. Clan members fell in droves, screaming in torment. Not long after, the entire Lan clan estate went utterly silent. The air was saturated with the stench of blood—no survivors remained.

All 100,000 inhabitants of the Lan clan’s estate—regardless of cultivation stage—died violently in just a few breaths. Thus, the Lan clan was annihilated.

Even those Lan clan Gu cultivators who had long since left the estate were not spared. They dropped dead suddenly across the city, shocking countless onlookers.

Before long, not a single person with the surname Xuanyuan or Lan remained in the Xuanyuan Imperial City. The Gu cultivators of both clans had been utterly wiped out. The entire city was in shock.

But this was not the end.

The terrifying plague continued to spread. Beginning from the Xuanyuan Imperial City, people with the surnames Lan and Xuanyuan across nearby cities died in agony, causing widespread panic.

After the Gu cultivators of both surnames were completely exterminated in surrounding cities, the plague continued to expand. Before long, all the Gu cultivators of the Lan and Xuanyuan clans across the entire Central State dropped dead in a single day, the clans wiped out entirely.

The plague kept spreading, reaching even more distant regions.

On this day, the Gu cultivators of the two clans fell in wave after wave across vast territories. The death toll quickly surpassed ten million. The entire Gu Realm was shaken by this event.

That day, many people saw a colossal eye suddenly appear in the sky, its cold gaze sweeping across the land. It emitted a sinister aura before vanishing just as abruptly…

Meanwhile, inside an ancient tomb—

Long Xuan and the aged soul stared at each other in shock. The old man looked utterly dumbfounded, pointing at Long Xuan’s nose and exclaiming, “What the hell! Why are you still alive, brat?!”

“Should I be dead?” Long Xuan asked, confused. His gaze shifted toward the corpses on the ground, his expression becoming solemn.

He sighed inwardly, thankful he hadn’t revealed his real name. The power this elder wielded was truly beyond reason—he had wiped out two entire clans simply because of a name. It was terrifying.

Even someone as powerful as Lan Yan had died instantly, just from reporting his name. To this moment, Long Xuan had no idea how he had been killed, and his fear of the old man grew.

However, he found some relief in the fact that the old man hadn’t asked for Di Xin’s name. Such a heaven-defying power surely had usage limits. That thought lessened his fear by a margin.

The old man’s eyes shifted as if realizing something. Suddenly, his eyes bulged, and he roared in fury, “I get it now! You little brat used your enemy’s name just now—you devious little bastard!” 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

“You used me to wipe out your enemy’s entire clan—damn, you’re ruthless!”

Hearing this, Long Xuan was deeply shocked. Although he had already suspected it, hearing confirmation that Xuanyuan Zhi had been wiped out along with his entire clan still left him shaken.

After all, that was the mighty Xuanyuan Royal Clan, rulers of a nation, filled with countless experts. That kind of power was destroyed in an instant, just by the whim of this man? It was hard to believe.

At that moment, Di Xin turned to the elder and narrowed her eyes. “If I’m not mistaken, senior, you must possess the Cursed Eye, ranked seventh among the Ten Great Forbidden Gu.”

“The only person known to have possessed the Cursed Eye in the Gu Realm was Ancestor Zang Tianyu, four hundred years ago.”

“It was said that Zang Tianyu was besieged by over a thousand Gu Kings, organized by the Gu Imperial City, for refining forbidden Gu. No one expected that you had survived and hidden yourself here.”

She gazed at him solemnly and continued, “In that battle, senior suffered grievous injuries. Aside from the Cursed Eye, all your Gu were likely destroyed, and your physical body shattered. You must have hidden here to use the Dragon Qi of the Cangyue Imperial Tomb to heal.”

“Currently, the only power you can wield is the Cursed Eye.”

“I’ve heard that the Cursed Eye can curse and kill any being in this world unconditionally—unless the target has soul power at least half of yours, they are not immune.”

“Neither of us has soul power even close to yours, but the curse’s usage is limited. You’ve already used it twice today. You can’t threaten us anymore.”

Her gaze was wary, but there was no fear in her eyes.

Zang Tianyu turned his eyes to Di Xin. The killing intent in them quickly faded.

Indeed, after that great battle four hundred years ago, all his Gu—aside from the Cursed Eye—had been destroyed. His physical body was also obliterated.

He had spent centuries hiding here, partly to evade pursuit from the Gu Imperial City and partly to use the Dragon Qi to repair his soul.

Soul injuries were extremely difficult to heal. He had been restoring himself for four hundred years.

And now, just when his wounds were nearly healed, he had been disturbed. Though not a total loss, at least a hundred years of effort had been wasted. Enraged, he had cursed an entire clan to extinction.

Originally, he had planned to use the Cursed Eye to kill two of them, then face the remaining one in single combat without fear.

But now, one had tricked him by reporting a false name and survived. He now faced two opponents.

In that situation, he no longer had absolute confidence in victory.

Zang Tianyu took a deep breath and ultimately gave up on fighting. He glanced around and quickly disappeared into a tomb passage.

Seeing this mysterious and powerful figure flee without a fight, Long Xuan was momentarily stunned.

He had just heard Di Xin describe this Zang Tianyu as an immensely formidable figure, one who had survived a purge by the Gu Imperial City. And now—this?

Compared to Long Xuan’s calm, Di Xin let out a long breath of relief and slumped against the wall, as if drained.

She had been putting on a brave front. Facing this demonic ancestor who had once thrown the Central Region into chaos, how could she not be afraid?

A master of Forbidden Gu was absolutely invincible when faced with only a few opponents.

Fortunately, this old demon had suffered such severe injuries that he couldn’t see through their true cultivation level, Spiritual Sea-stage Gu cultivators. Otherwise, the outcome would have been disastrous.

If Zang Tianyu had chosen to attack, both of them might have perished here today. Di Xin still felt lingering fear at the thought.