If I become a saint, a celestial official will summon me to raise horses.

Chapter 1105 The All-Encompassing Flag

Most of the disciples of the Boundless Realm possessed profound cultivation and could sweep across the entire realm with their divine sense. As the mysterious sage finished speaking, more and more people locked their divine senses onto the blue-robed man.

The blue-robed man's sword intent was rapidly increasing. This sword intent greatly reduced the pressure on the people in the Boundless Realm, making them subconsciously want to get closer to him, as if only by getting close to him could they avoid being forced by disaster.

An Xin also looked at the man in blue robes. Looking at him, she felt that he was somewhat familiar. After thinking about it carefully, she realized that he looked a lot like her master.

Could this person be a descendant of my master?

As if sensing her gaze, the man in the blue robe actually glanced at her.

Although it was only a glance, Anxin was certain that the other person was looking at her.

Yang Xian was indeed looking at An Xin. Although she was in reincarnation, he could sense the intense karmic connection between An Xin and his original self. Now that he thought about it, the calamity of this world was a test that came around her.

"Although you are testing the younger generation, since you invited me here, I will not go easy on you."

Yang Xian turned his gaze to the sage in the sky. He didn't bother to care what the other party was thinking. Since he had become his opponent, he should be prepared to fail.

He drew the sword from his waist, his eyes turning sharp.

at the same time.

Above the Three Thousand Great Worlds, within the long river of swordsmanship, sword cultivators opened their eyes, rising excitedly as they sensed the sword intent they had long sought.

"The Sacred Heart Sword Dao has manifested its power!"

One of the sword cultivators cried out in alarm, his voice trembling with excitement.

He stood amidst the long river of swords, surrounded by sword shadows that covered the earth. He saw a blue light appear at the horizon, an extremely beautiful sight.

The blue light shone on his face, making his eyes even more radiant.

……

In the darkness, lightning flashed, flames of various colors filled the air, and broken magical artifacts floated in the air.

He stood proudly in the void, his right hand gripping the neck of a saint.

The saint's robes were torn, and he gripped Ji's hand tightly, trying to break free, but he couldn't.

In Ji's hands, he was not like a saint, but more like an ordinary person with no ability.

Floating around were crystalline fragments, like snowflakes, which were all manifestations of the Dao of the sages.

Ji glanced in other directions and saw that the other four saints were also in a sorry state, all looking at him as if facing a formidable enemy.

The Heavenly Emperor stood below, his face extremely grim. Although they had clearly come to save him, he couldn't feel happy at all.

That's incredibly powerful!

Saints of the same realm are no match for him.

The sage's supernatural powers are infinitely mysterious, yet he doesn't care about such things at all. He can break through all laws with his own strength, and his physical body is a weapon of the Dao. He is extremely domineering.

The Heavenly Emperor could accept Gu An's strength, as he believed Gu An was inherently stronger than him.

But Ji is different; Ji was once at the same level as him, and he is now.

He can now determine that Ji is not Gu An's reincarnated body, but a real saint who truly exists.

What bothers him most is that he feels he would be no match for Ji if he were to fight him now.

Who exactly are you? What do you want?

The Nine Yang Divine Ancestor asked with a livid face, "They didn't say a word. They just attacked us right away, and there was no way to communicate with them. This made me very uncomfortable."

He was no match for Ji, but to escape like this would mean losing face, and Ji's aura was clearly unrelated to the Heavenly Dao.

It most likely originated from outside of chaos!
Could it be that another group of saints has their eyes on the Extreme? The Nine Yang Divine Ancestor has already sensed the aura of a great battle between other saints. More than thirty saints have appeared around the Chaos, and they are actually at a disadvantage in terms of numbers. This is too absurd.

The Dao Lord had never mentioned that such a situation would occur.

Ji glanced at the Nine Yang Divine Ancestor, and his gaze sent chills down the Nine Yang Divine Ancestor's spine, causing him to instinctively shrink back.

Immediately, Ji looked at the Heavenly Emperor and said, "Why have you become weaker? Have you become complacent after becoming a saint?"

These words made the Heavenly Emperor's face even uglier, and he didn't know how to refute them.

He could only defeat one saint, and not even one saint with such overwhelming force.

Gu An, who was far away in the sky, saw this scene and couldn't help but shake his head.

The saints he summoned were the future Primordial Saints, as well as a group of his own reincarnated bodies.

They are Chu Lu, Xiao Shengtian, Long Zhan, Lu Han, Hei Xuandi, Ji, Yang Xian, Yong Shengdi, Tai Shang Jue, and Gu Xuanyou.

Gu An granted them the realm of sainthood not because he hoped they would end this catastrophe, but because he had his own calculations.

Even though the number of sages in Chaos exceeded that of the invaders, the invading sages still did not retreat, which shows how confident they were.

Their sage is none other than the Lord of the Dao.

pity.

These sages were also tricked, unable to see through the cause and effect behind it all.

Seeing him smile, Hongyi, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but ask, "What happened?"

The battle of the saints was outside the chaos, so she couldn't sense it. But she could see that even though Gu An summoned so many saints, the situation of the Heavenly Dao hadn't improved. The chaos in all realms continued, and the downward trend of the Heavenly Dao's fortune hadn't been stopped.

This is not a good sign.

What exactly is Gu An waiting for?
Why not take action?
Hearing her question, Gu An smiled and said, "I was just laughing at the pride of an old friend. His pride played a big role in getting him to where he is today."

"So you're mocking him?"

"No, I am gratified. Even when he sees that his opponent is so strong that he has no chance of winning, he only feels unwilling to give up. There are too few people like that."

Hongyi raised an eyebrow at Gu An's words. She wanted to say that she was the same kind of person, but she knew that Gu An was talking about a certain saint. If she, who had not yet become a saint, were to compare herself with a saint, it would be presumptuous of her.

Just as Hongyi was about to speak, she suddenly realized something, turned around abruptly, and looked up.

It's not just her.

Hongqian, the patriarch far away on Fangcun Island, also suddenly opened his eyes and looked up. His gaze pierced through the middle of the sky and saw the entire area above the Heavenly Dao.

From the vast heavenly destiny aura emerged endless purple energy, which quickly condensed into a large banner. The banner was purple and printed with dark red Dao patterns.

The Heavenly Emperor, who was outside the chaos, also noticed this. He subconsciously turned around, but at that moment, a terrifying suppressive force fell on him, rendering him unable to move.

Not only him, but other sages also felt it.

The man gripping the saint's neck, rarely frowning, showed a look of panic on the face of the Nine Yang Divine Ancestor.

"What kind of power is this..." the Nine Yang Divine Ancestor asked in a trembling voice. Unfortunately, the other saints could not answer his question.

They had never felt such a powerful force before, which froze their bodies, making them unable to mobilize the saint's magical power.

Looking up, he saw a huge purple flag appearing in the depths of darkness, waving silently. Before he could react, his senses were thrown into chaos. He felt the entire space-time tremble, and an extremely domineering force was dragging him toward the unknown.

At this moment, all the saints surrounding Chaos encountered the same predicament.

(End of this chapter)