After establishing the dojo, Gu An immediately teleported the World-Excluding Cave Heaven into place, setting it underground.
The dojo was a spherical space, buried in the soil, reaching up to the sky. Gu An deliberately placed most of the space beneath the ground, so the underground area was larger than that above.
After moving the World-Excluding Cave Heaven, he didn’t proceed to relocate the Eight Scenic Cave Heavens but instead called out the three Celestial Demon Child sisters.
The three sisters passed through the ground, and as soon as they emerged, they were captivated by the surrounding mountainous scenery. Their eyes widened as they looked around.
Standing at the edge of the cliff, overlooking them, Gu An said, “From now on, the land within a thousand miles is my dojo. You will all live with me here in the dojo from this day forward.”
Upon hearing this, the three sisters were overjoyed, as they could finally live with Gu An every day.
“In a few days, others will come. You won’t be alone. If you wish to go out for a walk, I won’t stop you, just don’t go too far.”
Gu An’s next words piqued their curiosity even more. For over two thousand years, they hadn’t met any other beings, but now they eagerly anticipated meeting new people.
The three sisters immediately flew to Gu An’s side, chirping away with endless questions.
Gu An answered patiently, his face brimming with smiles. Seeing them so happy made him feel content as well.
Fifteen billion years of lifespan had not been spent in vain!
…
In the following days, Gu An moved the Eight Scenic Cave Heavens and Mountain of Ten Thousand Swords from the Third Medicine Valley, taking An Xin, Blood Prison Great Saint, and White Spirit Rat with him.
Afterward, he went back to the Profound Valley alone, summoning Jiang Shi and An Shengtian to inform them of his departure and prepare to disperse the disciples of the Profound Valley.
As soon as the teacher and disciple heard this, they immediately knelt down and begged Gu An to take them with him.
Gu An feigned hesitation before asking if they were willing to give up their freedom; both agreed.
Gu An deliberately waited a few days to allow the two to dismiss the disciples. After all the disciples had left, Gu An then teleported the entire Profound Valley away.
Supporting Dao Sword Venerable had departed!
This event eventually spread within the Supreme Sect, causing a significant stir.
The Third Medicine Valley also experienced a brief tumult, with Long Qing taking over as Valley Master to prevent the disciples from feeling disheartened.
The Supreme Sect’s higher-ups began to ingratiate themselves with Long Qing, believing that he would become a go-between with Gu An.
Supporting Dao Sword Venerable was sure to return!
Meanwhile, the Holy Court and Immortal Dynasty announced the truth about the calamity from a few days prior to all the world’s people. The words “Battle Court” spread rapidly, and Supporting Dao Sword Venerable’s merits were widely publicized.
In this era where the Heavenly Dao was the ultimate truth, the name Supporting Dao Sword Venerable made beings feel it was even stronger and more trustworthy than the Heavenly Dao for the first time.
One evening.
Shen Zhen stood on the cliff, gazing at the still-bustling Third Medicine Valley with her eyebrows furrowed and eyes filled with grievances.
Beneath her veil, she bit her lip, silent.
“What are you thinking about?”
A familiar voice came from behind, startling Shen Zhen as she swiftly turned around. Upon seeing Gu An, her eyes sparkled with surprise.
“How… how are you here?” Shen Zhen began to express her joy, but she held back, asking with a scoffing tone instead.
Gu An smiled inquisitively, “I feel my dojo lacks a scribe. Without her writing, the dojo would be quite dull. Would you like to come?”
Shen Zhen’s eyes immediately crinkled in laughter. She put her hands on her hips and asked, “You still have a dojo? Aren’t you leaving this Great Heaven and Earth?”
“Yes, I am leaving, far, far away. Would you like to come with me? If you’re unwilling, I won’t insist.” Gu An was amused by her posture.
He could hear her heart speaking. The girl felt greatly wronged internally—she even muttered some things that gave him goosebumps.
“You came to invite me personally, so I have to go,” Shen Zhen raised her chin in pride.
“Do you need to say goodbye to your family?”
“Forget it, I’ve been away for two thousand years; our bond has long since been severed. They haven’t written to me in a thousand years.”
Shen Zhen said nonchalantly. Hearing this, Gu An didn’t ask further and simply waved his sleeve, taking her away.
A breeze blew past, leaving no trace of their footsteps.
Shen Zhen only felt darkness before her eyes, and when she opened them again, she was still standing on a mountain, but the scenery in front had changed abruptly.
She just happened to witness An Shengtian and Blood Prison Great Saint’s sparring figures, battling fiercely in the sky, casting various spells with ease, a truly spectacular sight.
The wind stirred up by their combat blew her veil, causing her eyes to widen involuntarily.
“Elder Shen, you came too?” A voice of surprise came through, only to see An Xin appear out of thin air beside Shen Zhen.
Shen Zhen turned her head to look at An Xin and was secretly astonished.
Such quick speed!
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Suddenly, she found An Xin gave her an unfathomable feeling.
She subconsciously looked back at Gu An, relieved to see that he was still there.
It’s not an Illusion Realm!
“An Xin, take care of her.”
Gu An dropped these words and then turned and left, preparing to make a trip to the North Sea Mountain Ridge.
Shen Zhen just wanted to speak when Gu An disappeared on the spot.
An Xin covered her mouth and laughed, “Stop staring, your eyes will fall out. In the future, you’ll see him day and night until you grow tired of it.”
Shen Zhen turned her head to look at her, unable to refrain from asking, “What place is this exactly?”
The setting sun was desolate and beautiful, with strong winds rising. An Xin turned and looked toward the distant continuous mountains, her gaze becoming evasive.
“This is master’s dojo; he calls it Wushi.”
…
Under the starry sky, the mountains undulated, the hills were covered with white bones, devoid of flowers, grass, or trees.
A Sword Qi suddenly appeared on the hillside, followed by the figure of the Sword God, who sat cross-legged, surrounded by sword shadows; his face was deathly pale, with even golden cracks appearing, as if it were about to split open at any moment.
“You failed?”
An old voice sounded, echoing through the mountains, lingering for a long time.
The Sword God remained silent, his eyes tightly shut, clearly enduring immense pain.
“Eternal Infinite Divine Sword? Such a domineering Sword Intent. However, this Sword Dao still doesn’t compare to yours; it’s only that the man’s strength is greater than yours. This difference in Sword Dao is insurmountable.”
The old voice sounded again, filled with emotion.
Not long after his words fell, an elder clad in a white robe with white hair appeared behind the Sword God. He was barefoot, emanating a faint white light as if he were an Immortal ready to ascend at any moment.
He raised his right hand, extending two fingers, touching the back of the Sword God’s neck.
The Sword God’s clothes began to flutter violently, as Sword Qi surged from the starry sky, like a tornado pouring into the Sword God’s body.
“Eh?”
The white-haired elder uttered in surprise, seemingly sensing something.
The Sword God opened his eyes, asking, “What? Even you can’t drive it away?”
The white-haired elder spoke, “Though I cannot see its form, I can confirm, this is Lu Qiuxian’s Dao Destruction Destiny Seal. That person must have a connection with Lu Qiuxian.”
The Sword God frowned, his eyes full of confusion.
“Lu Qiuxian, like you, is attached to the River of the Great Dao. However, he is even older than you. Who knows how many destinies are intertwined in his long life? It’s normal that you can’t calculate it.”
The white-haired elder spoke with a sense of loss, but then a smile appeared on his face, asking, “Encountering such a Sword Dao master is a good thing for you. You’ve won too many times; it’s about time you lost. At least this time your opponent didn’t finish you. From their Sword Intent, it would not be difficult to completely destroy you.”
The Sword God took a deep breath and said, “I know. I don’t hold a grudge against him; it’s just that he makes me feel like a person, like someone who shouldn’t exist.”
The white-haired elder couldn’t help but shake his head, speaking, “Your master died a long time ago, why be so obsessed with him still?”
“No, you don’t understand. I have a feeling that although my master is dead, he still exists. The strengthening Sacred Heart Sword Dao in the River of Sword Dao is the best proof.”
The Sword God looked up at the starry sky, his gaze unwaveringly firm.
The white-haired elder sighed, no longer speaking.
After a while,
The Sword God withdrew his gaze, asking, “A Celestial Dao Golden Core has appeared in the shattered Celestial Spirit Great World. It’s very likely left by the Celestial Spirit Ancestor. Don’t you wish to resurrect? This is an opportunity.”
The white-haired elder laughed softly, “The Celestial Spirit Ancestor’s Golden Core is not easy to take. Do you think the Celestial Spirit God stands guard there for nothing? The so-called Celestial Dao Golden Core is just bait. After so many eras, I didn’t expect the Celestial Court to still not give up.”