Chapter 652: Chapter 644: Bizarre Invasion
For Zhao Rushen, seeking an audience with Emperor Tianhong is a trivial matter. Ever since Zhao Rushen’s descent into the world, Emperor Tianhong’s destiny has changed. Although Emperor Tianhong will ultimately defeat Zhao Rushen, he will face numerous hardships and will need many lifetimes to accomplish this victory.
Sitting by the lake, playing his zither, Gu An’s thoughts drifted with the cause and effect tied to Zhao Rushen.
Zhao Rushen is not the reincarnation of an Immortal God, but his destiny pattern is extremely strong. He is destined to reach the pinnacle of the Celestial Spirit Great World and even bring catastrophe upon heaven and earth. By defeating him, Emperor Tianhong will also Ascend to Immortality.
It is unclear whether Zhao Rushen is a product of heaven and earth or a scheme by the Immortal Gods.
If it’s the latter, it should have nothing to do with Taiyi Immortal Monarch. Gu An is unable to see through the Celestial Dao Destiny linked to Taiyi Immortal Monarch, but he can sense its existence.
Perhaps there are other Immortal Gods eyeing the Celestial Spirit Great World, fortunate that they do not plan to descend in person.
While playing the zither, Gu An focused his attention on Xiao Lan.
The Dao Court, with its disciples, has been on the Path of the Great Dao for ten thousand years. This journey, fraught with countless hardships, has reduced their number to less than a third of the original. If not for Gu An’s repeated interventions, they would have perished within the first hundred years of setting foot on the Path of the Great Dao.
The Path of the Great Dao has no absolute order, only chaos and slaughter; there, no one speaks of righteousness, for every being on this path is here for the sake of an era.
Under the guidance of Yuan Songzi, Xiao Lan has embarked on the path to chase after the title of Daoist Emperor.
To become a Daoist Emperor, one must not only comprehend the Dao Rules but also defeat peers and higher-level adversaries on the Path of the Great Dao, constantly seizing destiny to strengthen oneself.
Each Daoist Emperor has reached the summit through a series of life-and-death battles, and this is why Daoist Emperors can sweep through all beings at every realm level.
With her innate talents, combined with being enveloped in Gu An’s Dao Intent over the years, Xiao Lan is very familiar with the Dao Rules. The clueless Yuan Songzi even thinks that Xiao Lan possesses a Dao comprehension stronger than that of Emperor Tianhong and Zhao Rushen. Therefore, he has made a last-minute decision to exhaust all efforts to help Xiao Lan become the first Daoist Emperor of the Dao Court.
As a Daoist Emperor, Xiao Lan will inevitably be involved in the struggle between Zhao Rushen and Emperor Tianhong. Yet, because she is on the Path of the Great Dao, her influence does not reach the Celestial Spirit Great World for the time being, thus the fate of that world remains unchanged.
“The Path of Obsession, the Great Dao of Thoughts.”
Gu An murmured to himself, feeling surprised.
Initially, he thought that Xiao Lan, who cultivated the Innate Reincarnation Skill, would follow the Path of Reincarnation or the Path of Soul, or even the Path of Cause and Effect, as he often used it to guide her cultivation.
It seems no matter which path one followed before, once one aspires to compete for the title of Daoist Emperor, the Great Dao itself will guide the cultivator to the most suitable path for immortal cultivation.
Gu An began to truly look forward to Xiao Lan’s future. Previously, Xiao Lan had a smooth journey thanks to his support, and her future was all within his sight. But now, Xiao Lan has boundless possibilities, even the potential to surpass his control.
For those close to him, Gu An naturally hopes they will get better and better. If they can live their own brilliance, that would be even more ideal.
With these thoughts, Gu An’s mood became even more brisk, and the music he played turned more ethereal, like the high mountains and flowing rivers before him, bringing peace to one’s heart.
Gu An learned to play the zither from Shen Zhen, not that he had high hopes. In the long years, he always tried different things when bored.
The sound of the zither was melodious, echoing through the mountains, as the breeze blew, day turned to night, and the constellations shifted.
Another five thousand years passed by.
In these five thousand years, aside from Chen Chuan, An Shengtian, and Lv Xian, also left the dojo to make their own way in the world.
Chen Chuan founded the Sword Sect, and its momentum was fierce.
An Shengtian went back to support the An Family. Although his destiny with the An Family had been severed, he chose a disciple from the family to instruct.
Lv Xian wandered the world, challenging the unparalleled geniuses of various sects.
As long as his opponent was not beyond his Great Realm, he would not use Dao Treasures, relying on his true abilities to continuously defeat formidable talents. His fame grew rapidly, and five thousand years later, he was already among the top talents in the world.
However, in the world today, the one with the most fame was still Zhao Rushen, who had mastered the Dao Court’s supreme Divine Skill for combat, with inscrutable techniques.
In this new year, Emperor Tianhong was still kneeling in the forest at the edge of Wushi.
Gu An went early in the morning to pick mature medicinal herbs, and continued until evening, when he arrived at an island belonging to the Gathering Flower Sect.
Jiang Qiong had prepared wine and dishes in advance, waiting for his arrival.
Jiang Qiong was now a Carefree Primordial Immortal, and although not as formidable as a Wushiji Disciple, she did not stay by Gu An’s side all year round. Her Cultivation Level was already the strongest in this sea area.
Not only the strongest, but she was also seen as a legend in the hearts of many disciples of the Gathering Flower Sect, with rumors of her true capabilities.
Although Jiang Qiong was not the sect master, she still strategized and made important decisions for the Gathering Flower Sect from behind the scenes.
“Recently Lv Xian’s fame has grown quite large, spreading across the Seventy-two Seas. Even our sect’s disciples are discussing what kind of a Sect Wushi really is.”
In the pavilion halfway up the mountain, Jiang Qiong poured wine for Gu An while saying with a laugh.
Beside them was a waterfall, the falling water striking the cliff and raising a misty spray, paired with the lush green flora, creating beauty and a sense of atmosphere.
Gu An laughed and said: “Wushi is not any sect, and I don’t usually manage them that much.”
Jiang Qiong continued to serve dishes to Gu An and curiously asked: “You’ve been in this world for 130,000 years. What exactly are you pursuing, or to be more precise, who are you avoiding?”
Like others, Jiang Qiong also felt that Gu An had the capability to turn the world upside down before he even met her; she believed he was just putting on a show.
What she did not know was that Gu An was actually younger than she was.
Gu An did not specifically clarify this, as admitting the truth would hardly be believed by anyone, and may even plant the seeds of potential trouble.
“Pursuing? I am hoping for my current lifestyle to continue for a very long time, until I become tired of it.” Gu An said earnestly, then emptied the cup of wine in one gulp.
“Really?”
Jiang Qiong looked at Gu An, as if she was trying to see through him.
Gu An raised his hand, took out a scroll, and handed it to Jiang Qiong, saying, “This is a Formation I created. Study it well, and if you can master it, it could protect the Gathering Flower Sect for a million years without worries.”
“That powerful?”
Jiang Qiong was pleasantly surprised. She was very interested in Formations, as could be seen from the incident at Eight Scenic Cave Heaven.
She directly used her Divine Sense to probe the scroll. Meanwhile, Gu An started to talk about the interesting things he had heard recently. Initially, she was just humoring him, but later on, she was completely engrossed in the content of the scroll.
Gu An simply shook his head with a wry smile, not too concerned.
He looked up at the Celestial Vault, his gaze turning profound.
Recently, a strange power was approaching the Celestial Spirit Great World, which might bring disaster.
Following this strange power in his deductions, he discovered that many Great Thousand Worlds had already been contaminated by it, and these worlds had plunged into chaos as a result.
Those tinged with this power would become violent and bloodthirsty.