Chapter 626: Chapter 619: Wushi Saves the World
“Immortal Gods want to vie for the hearts of all beings in the Celestial Spirit Great World?” Li Xuandao asked, frowning.
Gu An was pouring himself a drink as he said, “Perhaps, facing the strife among Immortal Gods, what do you think mortals should do?”
After pondering for a moment, Li Xuandao replied, “Go with the flow, as there is a will of heaven in the unseen, as if they never existed.”
There was a desolate feeling in his heart as he spoke these words.
Even though mortals can practice Immortal Cultivation, the prospect of truly ascending to immortality was so distant.
Even Li Xuandao himself, as the Emperor of the Tai Cang Dynasty, with all the resources of the world at his disposal, still could not see a hope of ascension.
“Gu An, where exactly are the Immortal Gods? What are they thinking?” Li Xuandao looked at Gu An and couldn’t help but ask.
Gu An shook his head and replied, “I’m not an Immortal, how would I know where they are or what they’re thinking?”
Li Xuandao looked at him but felt that he was no less than the Immortal Gods.
Could it be that Gu An chose to seclude himself in this Great World because there were secrets unknown to others hidden here?
Otherwise, why would two Immortal Monarchs come here?
Gu An heard what was in his heart but didn’t deny it; in fact, he too was wondering why the Taiyi Immortal Monarch had also come.
Was it because of a grudge against the Profound Star Immortal Monarch, or for some other reason?
The Dao Treasure stolen from Emperor Ziwei by the Celestial Spirit Immortal Venerable was the World Punishment Dao Pearl. This treasure followed An Hao in his Reincarnation, hidden deep within Tian Hao’s soul. Gu An had felt the power of this treasure; it was indeed strong, but not enough to drive the Immortal Gods mad.
Gu An was curious, but he did not pay too much attention.
For now, it seemed to be just a covert struggle between two Immortal Monarchs and did not yet represent the Celestial Court.
The fate of the world might change with the intervention of outer forces, but the changes would also appear before his eyes, allowing him to respond in advance.
After discussing Profound Mysterious Zhenren, Li Xuandao brought up the prodigies of the world, knowing that Gu An was not telling him these things as a warning but just wanted to chat; there was no need to inquire all the way to the end.
In the Tai Cang Imperial Dynasty, he was the sky, but compared to the ethereal Immortal Gods, he was no different from dust.
As they chatted, Li Xuandao brought up Tian Hao.
Tian Hao was truly too dazzling, which made him think of An Hao. Even though, realistically speaking, Tian Hao’s growth rate was more exaggerated than An Hao’s, he felt that if An Hao were still around, he might not be inferior to Tian Hao.
Both of them had ‘Hao’ in their names, as if it signified some kind of legacy.
Even with the Innate Human Race causing chaos in the world, they could not steal the spotlight from Tian Hao because he too was combating the Innate Human Race, maintaining an undefeated record.
Tian Hao was shedding the identity of a prodigy; perhaps, after this calamity, he would be a giant of heaven and earth.
Gu An and Li Xuandao enjoyed their drinks and conversation, and gradually, Li Xuandao forgot his worries. Only in Gu An’s company did he not need to be overly cautious; he relished this atmosphere.
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Thunder rumbled and seas of clouds churned; meteors ablaze with flames fell from the sky, smashing into the earth, which was covered by seas of fire, and the crisscrossing fissures on the ground were so shocking to behold.
Suspended in mid-air were figures enshrouded in blood qi, all hailing from the Innate Human Race, over a hundred of them, each one with Cultivation Level of Immortal Dao. They all looked in the same direction, their faces filled with horror and despair.
Looking in the direction of their gaze, beneath the thunderclouds stood a figure proudly against the sky, his hair dyed with blood dancing in the air, his physique robust, holding a broad saber in his hand. The light of the blade flowed along the edge, piercing through the clouds, as countless meteors whizzed by him, striking the earth, shaking heaven and earth.
It was the Blood Prison Great Saint!
This was a domain of the Innate Human Race, and the bustling city that had existed here just an hour before had now turned to ash.
“What exactly is that treasure?”
An old man stared intently at the Heaven-Breaking Blood Prison Saber in the hands of the Blood Prison Great Saint, clenching his teeth as he asked.
His companions around him couldn’t answer him, and even those with a realm higher than the Carefree Primordial Immortal couldn’t understand.
The gaze of the Blood Prison Great Saint turned towards the boundless sea of fire below. In one corner, flames surged into a scorching whirlwind, forming a safe zone at the center where tens of thousands of silhouettes stood.
All these people were cultivators captured by the Innate Human Race, their eyes filled with joyful surprise as they looked at the Blood Prison Great Saint.
The Blood Prison Great Saint held the Heaven-Breaking Blood Prison Saber aloft with one hand, a defiant smile on his face, his heart brimming with exhilaration.
He had been bottled up for eighty thousand years, and now, this kind of slaughter-filled battle was the life he had truly longed for!
Massacring the Innate Human Race and being revered as the Savior by all living beings, how could it not be joyful?
“Even if you beg for mercy, I shall not spare you!”
The Blood Prison Great Saint declared arrogantly, laughing wildly like thunder, resounding through heaven and earth.
Tens of millions of miles away, Chen Chuan, An Shengtian, and Jiang Shi stood on a cliff, with green mountains stretching out behind them and a dark, smoke-filled world ahead.
Hearing the words of the Blood Prison Great Saint, they couldn’t help but exchange looks.
“Why does it feel like this guy is the true apocalyptic evil demon?” An Shengtian muttered, unable to restrain himself.
Jiang Shi shook his head with a wry smile, “Master made him a mount for a reason, at least it spared the Human World one disaster.”
Chen Chuan didn’t laugh, his brows furrowed, “Don’t you think it’s strange how the evil demons of the Innate Human Race seem never-ending? We’ve been out for a thousand years, killed so many, but do you feel like their offensive has weakened at all?”
He disliked slaughter, and a thousand years of experiences made him detest the Innate Human Race and long to drive them out sooner.
“Perhaps there’s a place connecting to Outer Heaven, with a constant stream of Innate Human Race evil demons coming in as reinforcements,” Jiang Shi speculated.
An Shengtian’s eyebrows rose, “So if we don’t resolve that place, this calamity won’t end?”
Chen Chuan narrowed his eyes, “That’s right, we can no longer run around like headless flies. Our cultivation level might not be strong, but with the four Dao Treasures combined, we can certainly end this catastrophe and carry on the Wushiji name!”
A millennium of wandering had spread the name of Wushiji throughout the Human World, but Chen Chuan felt it was far from enough.
His master had saved the Human World many times over, yet people had forgotten him, with voices of faith in Immortal Gods everywhere now. This dissatisfaction was palpable.
He wanted to make all living beings realize who it was that propped up the Celestial Spirit Great World!
When An Shengtian heard Chen Chuan’s words, his heart stirred, and his face lit up with anticipation.
“We could go find Celestial Demon Child and the others, having three more Dao Treasures would give us even more assurance,” Jiang Shi suggested.
Chen Chuan nodded, his eyes gleaming, “Wushiji disciples, wielding the seven great Dao Treasures to save the world, that story would be even more spectacular.”
The three exchanged a glance, leaped forward to aid the Blood Prison Great Saint, and prepared to quickly end the final battle.
Meanwhile.
Under the World Gate, the Celestial Spirit God was watching them.
Ever since Chen Chuan and the others had appeared, the might of the Dao Treasures had caught the attention of the Celestial Spirit God.
Tian Hao had three Dao Treasures, and at that time, he was amazed at Gu An’s capability to craft Magical Treasures. Now seeing that each of the Wushiji Disciples held one, he was curious just how high Gu An’s realm might be.
“Profound Star Immortal Monarch, Taiyi Immortal Monarch, and him—in this chess game, Golden Extreme God, you no longer have any hope for life, pitiful that you don’t even know it.”
The Celestial Spirit God thought to himself silently. He then stood up and faced the World Gate, seemingly preparing to welcome the arrival of some entity.