Chapter 599: Chapter 592: God of the Great Thousand World
The voice of the eagle-headed demon echoed within the underground plaza, but the aged voice he called “master” did not immediately respond.
Long Teng heard him mention Supporting Dao Sword Venerable, but his expression remained unchanged, and he did not disclose his relationship with the Supporting Dao Sword Venerable.
The underground plaza fell into silence.
The eagle-headed demon turned to look at Long Teng lying on the ground. His right hand lifted, his palm transformed into an eagle’s claw, elongated and sharp, with tips even flickering with a cold light.
He looked down at Long Teng with a cold smile on his face, unable to hide the murderous intent in his eyes.
Long Teng looked up at him, his face still calm, showing no fear.
Seeing Long Teng’s composure, the eagle-headed demon’s anger flared, his face became ferocious as he raised his claw towards Long Teng.
“Wait!”
The ancient voice suddenly rang out, the fierce demon stone statue exuding tendrils of demon qi, quickly coalescing into a transformed demon.
This was an old man, dressed in a black robe made of animal skin, flying in the air like a ghost. His white hair casually draped, covering most of his face, his gaze fixed on Long Teng with furrowed brows.
“He is called Long Teng, what is his relationship with Long Qing, the Sect Leader of the Supreme Sect?” the old man asked. He was unable to foresee the cause and effect involving Long Teng, which made him uneasy and filled with a strong sense of dread.
He felt a disaster was imminent!
The eagle-headed demon turned to look at his master, frowning, “Even if he is related to the Sect Leader of the Supreme Sect, so what? When the Outer Heaven Power attacked before, the Supporting Dao Sword Venerable did not appear, and over these years, descendants of the Long Family have been harmed without all their adversaries being destroyed.”
He knew the identity of the Sect Leader of the Supreme Sect, a disciple of the Supporting Dao Sword Venerable.
But the disciples of Supporting Dao Sword Venerable were not limited to one, Yang Jian included. When Yang Jian assisted the Tai Cang Imperial Dynasty in its conquests, he too had been captured by great powers, surviving countless life and death ordeals, never witnessing Supporting Dao Sword Venerable in action.
There were still enemies of Yang Jian roaming free, which was why the eagle-headed demon felt his master was too cautious.
He even thought that his master was terrified by the Supporting Dao Sword Venerable, lacking the spirit of a Free Immortal.
The black-robed demon flickered, appearing before Long Teng, the eagle-headed demon turning as well.
“What is your relationship with the Supreme Sect’s Long Family?” the black-robed demon sternly asked Long Teng.
Long Teng snorted, “Kill or shred, I will heed your decision!”
He could tell this demon was deeply wary of the Supporting Dao Sword Venerable, and he did not want to disgrace his ancestors.
His attitude made the black-robed demon even more nervous, completely a stance full of confidence.
The eagle-headed demon frowned, “Master, let me kill him!”
The black-robed demon turned to look at him, his eyes fierce, deep voice declaring, “If you dared, you would have killed him already, why bring him before me? Isn’t it because you’re also uncertain and want your master to take the pressure off you?”
The eagle-headed demon’s eyes widened, wanting to retort, but facing his master’s gaze, he held back.
Indeed, as his master said, although he was angry, deep down he did not scorn as he claimed verbally.
If he truly feared no retribution from the Supporting Dao Sword Venerable’s legendary influence, he wouldn’t have just watched Long Teng slaughter demon soldiers.
The more he thought about it afterward, the angrier he got, so he couldn’t help but go to the Tai Cang Imperial Dynasty when he heard Long Teng was being enthroned, and he blew up in rage, thus capturing Long Teng.
He was a Divine Thought True Immortal, before whom Long Teng had no power to resist.
“Moreover, you’ve underestimated the Tai Cang Imperial Dynasty. Someone has already caught up,” the black-robed demon coldly remarked, his tone icy.
The eagle-headed demon’s face turned gloomy.
The black-robed demon looked back at Long Teng, and for some reason, seeing Long Teng’s calm face made him increasingly anxious.
He also started to get angry.
Idiot!
How could you cause such a huge disaster?
In today’s world, a great era of strife with treasures emerging endlessly, he too needed demons to help him, which is why he supported this disciple.
Now, he regretted it.
The black-robed demon took a deep breath and said, “Send him back! He must not be harmed at all!”
“What?”
The eagle-headed demon’s face changed drastically, its eyes filled with disbelief and anger as it looked at its master.
The black-robed old demon suddenly erupted with an overwhelming aura, causing the eagle-headed demon to stagger back.
“Either send it back, or our master-disciple relationship is over, I shall leave now!” the black-robed old demon stated irrefutably.
Upon hearing this, the eagle-headed demon panicked.
Long Teng watched the feud between the master and disciple, finding it noisy.
Two useless creatures!
Long Teng wasn’t panicking after being captured, not because he had something to rely on, but because he wanted to die, to plunge into reincarnation.
He no longer paid attention to the two demons, instead closing his eyes and contemplating the Celestial Dragon Reincarnation Technique.
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Gu An just glanced at Long Teng’s plight without paying much heed; such occurrences weren’t rare in the Celestial Spirit Great World where many of his old acquaintances had encountered similar situations.
Once it was understood that they were connected to Gu An, their enemies often hesitated and even started infighting.
Gu An was reading in the courtyard, still absorbed in the “Cyan Hero Travelogue.”
The Profound Celestial Intent, now a Wandering Immortal, traveled more and more, writing a book for every location he visited. Some stories were fabricated, while others were true.
Gu An greatly admired that the Profound Celestial Intent never forgot his roots.
No matter how high his realm, he still wrote stories from the past without any pretense.
The Profound Celestial Intent didn’t write “Cyan Hero Travelogue” to please Gu An; they hadn’t seen each other for many years, and his writing was more for himself.
Gu An’s copy of “Cyan Hero Travelogue” was purchased from the Immortal Cultivation Realm; he never offered any suggestions to the Profound Celestial Intent.
An Xin appeared out of thin air beside him and said, “Master, the Qiankun Sect is planning to fight for an Innate Spiritual Tree. Yi Qingshan asked me to lend a hand; he said we could plant the tree near our dojo.”
Gu An replied casually, “If you want to get involved, then do it.”
He wasn’t very strict with An Xin; over the years, she had helped the Qiankun Sect numerous times and was already well-known.
Of course, the reason Gu An tacitly approved of An Xin’s involvement was that the Qiankun Sect followed a righteous path.
Unlike other sects that merely struggled for benefits, the Qiankun Sect prioritized life, and if any creatures were threatened, they would intervene, prioritizing the preservation of life in any task.
Acting chivalrously was a principle for disciples of the Qiankun Sect. Nowadays, many joined the Qiankun Sect to become Cultivating Immortal Heroes, not merely for longevity.
“I’ll go then; I’ve recently discussed with the Ghost Mother about improving the woodlands outside our dojo to try and cultivate more medicinal herbs. Ideally, I want the outside world to become a Holy Land of the Human World,” An Xin said softly with a laugh.
She was now in the Heaven and Earth Flying Immortal Realm, holding the Dao Treasure, the Six Paths Mirror, capable of contending against all beings in the Nine Heavens of the Immortal Path.
Gu An nodded slightly, his attention still on the book.
An Xin glanced at the book cover and thought to herself, “The same book again, how can he never tire of it?”
She bowed to Gu An, then exchanged a few words with Shen Zhen in front of the Artifact Refining Cauldron, before she left.
As evening approached, Gu An put down the “Cyan Hero Travelogue,” stood up and began to stretch his limbs.
He looked at Shen Zhen and asked, “Fancy going out for a bit?”
Shen Zhen turned and looked at him, puzzled, “Then who will watch the Artifact Refining Cauldron?”
“Actually, it doesn’t need constant monitoring; even without anyone, the Dao Treasure can successfully form,” Gu An answered.
Shen Zhen’s eyes widened; she almost cursed.
Biting back her anger, she asked, “So, where do you want to take me?”
Gu An replied, “To meet the gods of the Great Thousand World.”
“Gods?”
Shen Zhen’s anger faded, replaced by curiosity.
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