“You have successfully seized 2,809,837,622 years of lifespan from Ye Tianji (Profound Yuan Free Immortal, Late Stage)”
Looking at the prompt before him, Gu An’s mood improved, and he looked up.
The warriors from the Battle Court maintained their distance, staring incredulously at the grand temple.
Ye Tianji had vanished directly under Gu An’s hand, making it feel surreal for them; in their minds, Ye Tianji was so powerful, how could he have died so easily?
It wasn’t until the giant hand above the Celestial Spirit Great World suddenly dissipated that the warriors of the Battle Court snapped back to reality.
“Our lord has fallen!”
“How is that possible, who is he exactly?”
“And those Divine Envoys too…”
“Bad news! Run!”
“It can’t be… absolutely impossible…”
The Battle Court exploded into chaos, with many warriors promptly fleeing.
Gu An’s right foot shifted slightly, and in an instant, several warriors from the Battle Court burst apart, turning into mist of blood that spread across the void.
Since he was taking action, how could he not earn some more lifespan?
However, he wouldn’t kill all these creatures from the Battle Court; doing so would seem like a vendetta. He wanted to continue maintaining the image of someone acting on behalf of all beings of the Celestial Spirit Great World.
Randomly selecting a few creatures from the Battle Court to eliminate was an unfortunate fate that befell them!
One prompt after another appeared before Gu An, making his mood even more delightful.
Protecting all living beings while profiting himself, how could he not be pleased?
Yang Immortal Emperor and Saint Minister still stood in place—despondent as the warriors of their Battle Court were so easily defeated in front of Supporting Dao Sword Venerable, they felt both excitement and despair.
They thought about their own ambitions and previous schemes, and suddenly felt how ridiculous their past selves were.
At the same time, they admired Supporting Dao Sword Venerable even more; possessing such strength yet still interacting gently with them demonstrated a powerful attitude of kindness towards the weaker.
Soon, the void fell into silence again.
Gu An felt many powerful Divine Senses sweep across but quickly withdraw; this battle eventually did alarm some beings of Great Power in the depths of the universe, yet no one dared provoke Gu An. They even regretted their curiosity, fearing being targeted by Gu An.
Without interacting with Yang Immortal Emperor and the other, Gu An soared up, collecting nine suns into the palm of his hand, and then headed towards the depths of the universe.
The creatures of the Celestial Spirit Great World returned to daylight, and as the oppressive terror enveloping the world vanished, they began to communicate, discussing what exactly had happened.
Even without clear understanding of the events, they felt like they had narrowly escaped a disaster.
Long Qing was still kneeling on the ground, holding his head with both hands, gasping heavily in extreme agony. Eventually, people noticed his condition and gathered around; even An Xin was drawn over.
Watching Supporting Dao Sword Venerable disappear into the depths of the universe, Saint Minister approached Yang Immortal Emperor, frowning, “Has he left?”
Yang Immortal Emperor glanced at him, asking, “Why do you say that?”
“Supreme Sect is widely spreading that Supporting Dao Sword Venerable is leaving them. It’s been over a hundred years since he last returned, this time…” Saint Minister hesitated; he had spies within Supreme Sect and thoroughly knew their every affair.
On hearing this, Yang Immortal Emperor frowned.
Standing in Gu An’s place, he too felt that Gu An might grow weary.
From his understanding, Gu An was indeed a Great Cultivator who lived in seclusion and coveted nothing.
Just the thought of such a Great Power leaving the Celestial Spirit Great World made him feel uneasy inevitably.
Could the Reincarnation Phenomenon from a few days ago portend an even more terrible calamity?
Both Yang Immortal Emperor and Saint Minister fell into silence while the grand temple of the Battle Court completely submerged into darkness, losing all light.
In the darkness, Saint Minister mournfully said, “Regardless of whether he leaves or not, his deeds today must be known to all. That so-called Heavenly Dao has never helped us; only he has shouldered everything.”
Even though Yang Immortal Emperor, endowed with the Celestial Dao Golden Core power, harbored no fondness for the so-called Heavenly Dao, he replied, “I think so too, even if he does not return, even if we eventually face the end, at least while we are alive, we should be grateful to him.”
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In the dark void, Gu An stepped forward, toying with nine Golden Pearls in his hand—these were the previous nine suns, encapsulated with an abundance of Power of the Great Dao.
He was washing away the causality within them.
His journey deep into the universe was not to deliberately mislead the two Yang Immortal Emperor, but for other reasons.
He halted his stride and said, “You’ve been watching for a long time, isn’t it time to show yourself?”
As his words fell, a silver-blue Sword Qi appeared through the thick Heavenly Dao mist ahead, swiftly transforming into a human figure.
This was a man dressed in a blue Daoist robe, with hair white as frost, a crown atop his head resembling a sword scabbard, his back against the darkness, emitting an ancient and vicissitudinous aura; his gaze was exceedingly sharp, standing there like an eternal Divine Sword, immortal through the ages.
[Sword God (Early Stage of Heaven-Encompassing Free Immortal Realm): 0/0/0]
Hmm?
Age, current Life Span, and maximum Life Span all zero.
Either it’s a flesh-and-blood avatar or not a living being, similar in nature to Divine Exotic Ghost King, bereft of life span and freedom, bound to some formidable power in exchange for eternal life.
Gu An stared at the Sword God, feeling somewhat sentimental.
This Sword God was precisely Yang Xian’s disciple, Yang Ping’an.
Compared to the Yang Ping’an of reincarnation memories, this Sword God was more vicissitudinous, radiating a twilight aura, yet his Sword Intent in his eyes was stronger than what Gu An remembered of him.
In a sense, Yang Ping’an had surpassed Yang Xian, who died only as a Profound Yuan Free Immortal.
Yang Xian, a three hundred thousand-year-old Profound Yuan Free Immortal, thinking back, his Talent was terrifying to the extreme, even without relying on evolved Life Span.
Not to mention Celestial Spirit God, the Sword God Yang Ping’an was the first Heaven-Encompassing Free Immortal Gu An had encountered!
Gu An had earlier sensed Yang Ping’an’s Sword Qi, albeit fleetingly.
Reencountering his former disciple in a past life, Gu An’s feelings were complex.
The Sword God raised his right hand, using his finger as a sword, Sword Qi spilling from the tip; he stared at Gu An and said, “Your Sword Dao is strong, the opponent I’ve been seeking.”
Gu An, maintaining his Celestial Dark Purple Micro Saint Dao Body, the Sword God unable to see his expression, confusedly asked, “Opponent?”
“I traverse the Great Thousand World, seeking strong Sword Dao practitioners, all to achieve the strongest Sword Dao, and you, are qualified to be my opponent.”
The Sword God’s tone was devoid of emotion, but as his words concluded, a vast Sword Intent enveloped the void.
Gu An distinctly felt the Celestial Spirit God beneath the World Gate open its eyes, staring at them.
The previous commotion at the Battle Court failed to attract the Celestial Spirit God, but the Sword God’s Sword Intent did stir Yin Immortal, enough to prove the Sword God’s might.
Such domineering Sword Intent!
Gu An raised his right hand, and the Celestial Star Sword granted by Li Ya appeared in his grasp.
This sword, regarded as a Divine Weapon in the Mortal World, was less sturdy here than a meteor, yet as Gu An’s Sword Qi covered the blade, this sword from the Mortal World became the sharpest sword in the universe.
The Sword God’s expression subtly changed, and for some reason, he felt a sense of familiarity emanating from Gu An.
He lowered his right hand, Sword Qi directed downward, as if holding a sword.
The void dimmed, the Great Dao mist surged, their confrontation causing fluctuations in the space.
“Let me see how strong you’ve become after enduring such long eras.”
That was what Gu An thought; Yang Xian’s only wish before death was to spar with his disciple to elevate his Sword Dao, unfortunately, the Celestial Spirit God hadn’t given him the chance.
“You remind me of someone from the past, I will not hold back.” The Sword God spoke, his Sword Intent suddenly erupting.
The surrounding Great Dao mist was instantly obliterated, absolute darkness threatening to engulf them, yet unable to swallow their sword light.
Sword against sword, this was a confrontation of Sword Dao across the ages!