Chapter 698: Chapter 690: Flip of the Hand
As hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers fixed their gaze on the lid of the Soul Refining Cauldron, inside the cauldron, the endless sea of fire had already dissipated. One by one, figures soared into the air, hovering, and looked around, eager to grasp the situation.
Who extinguished the cauldron fire?
Some of these captives had already experienced the burning flames and knew the terror it wrought.
That gust of wind just now was definitely no coincidence; there is a mysterious figure extinguishing the fire!
An Zizai looked at Gu An, his eyes filled with anticipation.
What kind of epic battle will unfold next?
Under An Zizai’s watchful eyes, Gu An turned, facing a direction, and slowly raised his right hand.
It has begun!
An Zizai felt a surge of excitement, his eyes filled with expectation.
As Gu An lifted his palm, a terrifying aura erupted. This time, he deliberately weakened the barriers of cause and effect and aura, allowing all creatures within the cauldron to see him, but unable to see him clearly.
The Blood Prison Great Saint and Fang Xuan also turned their heads, their gazes locked on Gu An.
They could only see a blurry figure, unable to discern Gu An’s true appearance.
The Blood Prison Great Saint’s expression was invigorated, his breathing becoming rapid.
Though unclear, he instantly guessed it was Gu An!
Back then, when Gu An stood against the Battle Court, his figure was just as unseeable, but his presence was felt.
He just got caught, and his master has arrived!
“Who is that, daring to…”
Fang Xuan furrowed his brow and muttered to himself. Suddenly, as if realizing something, his eyes widened and shifted to the excited, trembling Blood Prison Great Saint beside him, causing his own heart to quiver.
That existence has indeed come!
On another side of the world within the cauldron, dozens of creatures hovered in the air, headed by a man clad in dark red battle armor. His figure was robust, long hair coiled beneath the majestic headpiece of a Divine Beast, with a stern face exuding immense pressure.
This was the Xuanji Emperor, whose cultivation had reached the Heaven-Encompassing Free Immortal Realm. He was the existence with the greatest hope of becoming a Daoist Emperor on the current Path of the Great Dao!
The Xuanji Emperor also couldn’t see Gu An’s true self, but this person gave him the same feeling as his clan’s ancestor—profound and unfathomable.
He had an intuition that this person might lead them out.
Under the watchful eyes of thousands of prodigies and Great Cultivators, Gu An gently pushed forward with his right palm. The action seemed casual, like picking flowers and grass.
But as Gu An’s arm straightened, a terrifying force suddenly erupted, shattering the darkness of the celestial vault in front of him. A whirlwind mixed with burnt smoke roared forth, like a pack of dragons vying to be the first to rush out, creating a grand spectacle.
Thousands of captives caught in the whirlwind were all stunned by this palm of Gu An.
They could feel the terrifying, irresistible force. Ever since they fell into this realm, they had tried to break out, all in vain. Their strongest divine skills didn’t create the slightest damage.
Cloaks flapping and hair swirling, all captives gazed at the broken hole in the horizon where inside shone a dazzling white light, resembling an entrance to a new world.
…
Above the Qi Sea along the Great Dao, hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers watched as a huge hole was blasted through the Soul Refining Cauldron. The oppressive heat wave surged out, unstoppable, and the majority of heavenly soldiers showed a look of disbelief.
Such an immortal artifact was actually pierced through?
And from the inside!
The Celestial Calming God’s face was equally grim as he leapt into the air, arriving at the hole in the Soul Refining Cauldron, using his physical body to withstand the wind and waves. He raised his mighty sword high, while hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers began to form ranks.
Zhang Buku and Xu You both directed their mana while looking at the Soul Refining Cauldron, their gaze concentrated on that hole, curious about what kind of powerful being had broken through the cauldron?
They instinctively thought of the Xuanji Emperor, whose performance had impressed them when the Celestial Calming God captured him.
Under the scrutinizing eyes of all the heavenly soldiers, the blinding light inside the hole of the Soul Refining Cauldron continued to shine as a figure slowly emerged, seeming like a speck of dust compared to the gaping hole but exerting extreme pressure on the heavenly soldiers.
Gu An slowly walked out of the white light, followed by An Zizai.
Neither the Celestial Calming God nor the hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers could see their true forms, only perceiving two vague silhouettes, which made the Celestial Calming God even more wary of Gu An.
“Who are you?”
The Celestial Calming God questioned sternly. He was sure he had never captured these two before, meaning they had sneaked into the Soul Refining Cauldron without a trace.
Their cultivation level was likely above his!
This is the Path of the Great Dao, and any being daring to oppose the Celestial Court might intend to kill them.
Especially since they hid their true forms, it was clear they harbored ill intent.
He could die and be resurrected through the Celestial Court’s destiny, but his hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers couldn’t since they hadn’t truly been inducted into the Immortal Class.
After putting in so much time and effort, he didn’t want his soldiers to fall here.
Gu An did not respond to the Celestial Calming God. His gaze swept over the hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and spotted Zhang Buku.
He looked at Xu You beside Zhang Buku. He had previously calculated that a Daluo being backed Xu You. Now, looking at Xu You up close, he could see more of the cause and effect.
The Daluo existence behind Xu You had intricate ties with the Celestial Court, but wasn’t completely shrouded by its destiny.
Could it be he wants to break away from the Celestial Court?
As Gu An pondered, hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers flew upwards, encircling the Soul Refining Cauldron, quickly forming ranks, like a giant golden bell’s silhouette enveloping the void. Within the silhouette, countless golden dragons and fire phoenixes coiled, exuding immense pressure, with dragon roars and phoenix calls resonating endlessly.
From behind Gu An, figures flew out of the white light, all the captives emerging.
After the Blood Prison Great Saint flew out, he gazed at Gu An from afar with an excited look, but he restrained the urge to acknowledge him.
The master had not revealed his true form, so he couldn’t spoil things.
He began to anticipate how his master would confront the heavenly court immortals.
The Xuanji Emperor, Fang Xuan, and other captives saw the Celestial Court’s formation complete and dared not act rashly, all their attention focused on Gu An, pinning their hopes on this mysterious great power.
The Celestial Calming God lifted his sword, pointing it at Gu An, as his dharma aspect rose, radiating majesty like an ancient war god standing up, dwarfing even the Soul Refining Cauldron.
“If you refuse to speak, you’re an enemy!”
The Celestial Calming God shouted solemnly, thoughts rushing through his mind, but with so many enemies over the long years, he couldn’t promptly identify who it was.
Yet, he didn’t waste time in idle chatter. During the questioning, he was already mobilizing the celestial army’s destiny of the Celestial Court, focusing it on himself.
He was already at the cultivation level of a Heaven-Balancing Golden Immortal, and his momentum was escalating crazily.
Gu An saw through the Celestial Calming God’s little tricks but didn’t mind.
An Zizai looked at the figure of the Celestial Calming God and the grand formation of hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers. This was the first time he had encountered such an imposing scene in all his years.
“Watch closely, this is the first strike of the Myriad Supreme Palm.”
Gu An’s voice suddenly resonated in An Zizai’s ears, causing his eyes to widen.
An Zizai fixed his gaze on Gu An, watching him raise his right hand once more.
This time, Gu An didn’t push forward but instead flipped his right hand upwards and then pressed it downwards.
Not just An Zizai, almost everyone had their eyes glued to Gu An. Seeing his movement, no one dared breathe.
As Gu An’s palm pressed downward, an immense, boundless pressure descended from the sky, enveloping everyone, shocking them as they looked up.
Hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers raised their heads uniformly, the scene utterly spectacular; they too widened their eyes in disbelief.
The always composed and profound Xu You’s expression also drastically changed, exclaiming in shock, “How can this be!”