Chapter 697: Chapter 689: Demon God’s Physical Body
Under the dark celestial vault, the Blood Prison Great Saint landed, landing beside Fang Xuan, both of their expressions grim.
“No, we can’t escape at all!”
The Blood Prison Great Saint gritted his teeth, clenching his fists, his eyes filled with rage.
Having cultivated on the Path of the Great Dao for so many years, to be effortlessly trapped in this realm made him feel deeply humiliated.
“Don’t act rashly, let’s meditate and observe this realm first.”
Fang Xuan pulled the Blood Prison Great Saint to sit down, cautiously watching their surroundings. The floating scorched smoke and sparks reminded him of a terrible event that had occurred here, and it was likely to happen again.
The Blood Prison Great Saint took a deep breath, struggling to calm his emotions. He then dispersed his Divine Sense, trying to investigate the situation here.
He quickly saw figures of other captives but could not see the figures of Gu An or An Zizai.
“So many people were caught, and many have a higher cultivation level than us.”
Fang Xuan murmured, his tone full of unease.
“Xuanji Emperor! He’s also here, reportedly one of the best chances of becoming a Daoist Emperor among the current prodigies…”
Fang Xuan’s face changed dramatically. After saying this, his face looked ashen.
The Blood Prison Great Saint felt increasingly anxious. Why had the Immortal Gods captured so many people?
Meanwhile.
An Zizai followed Gu An all the way. He noticed that although his pace hadn’t accelerated, the surrounding environment shifted significantly.
This was a very peculiar experience. Although he advanced quickly, it was hard to notice unless he observed carefully.
It must be the Ancestor’s doing!
An Zizai looked at Gu An with growing admiration. As a child, he didn’t understand why his master always obeyed the Ancestor without question and wouldn’t ask a single question regarding his commands, nor why other disciples feared the Ancestor so much.
Though seemingly carefree, the Ancestor actually possessed Great Divine Power capable of extraordinary feats, but he usually didn’t show off.
An Zizai silently vowed that he too wanted to become a person like the Ancestor.
True strength should be displayed at critical moments, not flaunted in daily life.
“We’ve arrived.”
Gu An’s voice suddenly rang, pulling An Zizai’s thoughts back to reality. In that instant, he had the illusion that heaven and earth trembled.
His gaze was drawn forward; his eyes slowly widened, pupils filled with astonishment.
Following his gaze, there was a giant egg standing on the ground ahead, as massive as a mountain, towering a thousand zhang high. The surface of the giant egg was like flesh and skin with veins, glowing red inside, faintly revealing a giant curled up within.
Gu An looked up at the giant egg and used Life Span Detection, but received no feedback.
“So, it’s not for alchemy but for forging a body… Without a soul, could it be for possession?”
Gu An speculated secretly, sensing that the flesh inside the giant egg was already no less than the Heaven-Encompassing Free Immortal Realm.
This body lacked Celestial Dao Destiny, yet exuded a terrifying aura, one that the Heaven-Encompassing Free Immortal should not have.
Gu An carefully deduced, finding this aura to be linked to some Great Dao, and that this body had countless ties to the Three Thousand Great Dao.
Delving deeper into his deductions, he saw a darkness, a cosmic plane beyond the Three Thousand Great Worlds, oppressively bleak, with nothing visible.
Though not much useful information was gained, he could confirm that the purpose of the Great Cauldron capturing so many living beings was to refine their flesh and merge it into this body.
“Ancestor, what is that?” An Zizai couldn’t help but ask.
Just looking at the body within the giant egg made him shudder and gave birth to a strong urge to flee.
“Perhaps it’s a Demon God.”
Gu An answered, his gaze fixed on the giant egg ahead.
An Zizai wanted to ask more questions when suddenly the ground trembled, and frightening earth fire erupted. He instinctively flew upward, his eyes glancing at the ground.
Gu An still stood in place, the blazing flames around him causing no harm, his robe untouched by the fire, as if the surrounding inferno were an illusion.
The speed of the earth fire’s ascent was so fast that An Zizai had to keep flying upwards. In the distance, silhouettes of other living beings also rose, with strong auras bursting from different directions; An Zizai could sense anxiety in those auras.
“Ancestor…”
An Zizai looked at Gu An, calling softly, terror of the flames driving him to seek reliance on Gu An.
Gu An suddenly waved his sleeve, taking the giant egg into his sleeve. He then took a step, a fierce wind erupting from around him, spreading instantly, dispersing the flames along the way.
In the distance.
The Blood Prison Great Saint and Fang Xuan still sat on the ground, using their mana to resist the surrounding blazing flames.
Fang Xuan frowned and was about to speak when a strong wind came from the horizon, blowing away the sea of fire around them, making them turn their heads to look.
“What’s going on?”
The Blood Prison Great Saint muttered, tensing up, his right hand gripping the Heaven-Breaking Blood Prison Saber beside him.
Fang Xuan didn’t answer the Blood Prison Great Saint; he was probing the situation in that direction with his Divine Sense. Unfortunately, unable to see Gu An, he couldn’t find the source.
…
Above the Qi Sea of the Great Dao, golden light extended infinitely; hundreds of thousands of Heavenly Soldiers walked upon it, swaying unstoppably.
At the front, the Celestial Calming God held a saber in one hand and a Black Cauldron in the other.
In his grasp, the Black Cauldron appeared tiny, its surface engraved with fierce beast images, lifelike and eerie to the point of fear.
Suddenly.
The Celestial Calming God stopped, frowning as he glanced at the Black Cauldron in his hand.
When he stopped, the hundreds of thousands of Heavenly Soldiers halted with him.
Zhang Buku, standing amidst the crowd, gazed at the stance of the Celestial Calming God, curiously asking, “What’s happening?”
Beside him, Xu You squinted and answered, “The Soul Refining Cauldron seems to have a problem.”
Soul Refining Cauldron?
Zhang Buku was even more curious. He felt a sense of awe and dread towards the Soul Refining Cauldron, recalling scenes of it suppressing numerous prodigies, even he, as a Celestial God, felt intimidated.
This cauldron was so ominous, full of evil!
Boom—
A pillar of fire suddenly rose in front of the Celestial Calming God, soaring into the sky, grandly towering, making even the mighty Celestial Calming God appear small before it.
Within the fire pillar, the massive Soul Refining Cauldron slowly rose, becoming countless times larger than before.
“Who dares meddle with an Immortal Artifact!”
The Celestial Calming God’s voice echoed, solemnly oppressive, like thunder echoing endlessly.
All the Heavenly Soldiers were on guard, ready to form a formation at any moment.
The Soul Refining Cauldron halted, suspended in the void, the surrounding fire pillar dissipating soon, quickly restoring calmness.
The Heavenly Soldiers looked around, finding no enemy figures, forcing them to turn their gaze to the Soul Refining Cauldron.
The top cover of the Soul Refining Cauldron did not tremble, standing as firm as Mount Tai, giving a sense of unshakable gravity.
