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

Chapter 190 The Sword Master Who Supports the Dao Battles the Demon Ancestor!
While Xuan Tianyi was inwardly shocked, the other great cultivators looked into the distance.

The demonic aura of the Demon Ancestor, which was so overwhelming that it could not control all living beings, was constantly approaching. They could no longer worry about the situation within the three dynasties. The upcoming battle was a matter of life and death for them.

A figure appeared out of thin air beside Liang Canghai. This person was dressed in a blue Taoist robe, with a handsome appearance, black and white hair, and an indifferent air of having seen through the world.

As soon as he appeared, everyone bowed to him.

Xuan Tianyi regained his composure and glanced at the newcomer.

This person is none other than the Dao Lord of the Cangtian Sect!

One of the three Mahayana Realm experts from the Three Dynasties Land, Fudao Sword Venerable is now recognized as an existence beyond the Mahayana Realm. Only Xuan Tianyi and Daojun remain in the Mahayana Realm.

The two rarely met, as they each had to take charge of a large battlefield.

Liang Canghai looked at Daojun and respectfully asked, "Grandmaster, can you tell what realm the Demon Ancestor is in?"

Everyone else looked at Daojun, their expressions tense.

Daojun replied, "I do not know exactly what the realm of immortality is, but I am certain that even if we join forces, we are no match for it."

His voice was soft, but his words struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer, turning their faces pale.

Fight to the death!

They used to say these two words all the time, but when faced with an invincible enemy, they couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

"Even if we're not his match, we should still keep him occupied and wait for the Sword Master Fudao to come and provide support."

Xuan Tianyi spoke, his tone carefree, without any fear, and even with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the other great cultivators seemed to have grasped a glimmer of hope, their eyes shining brightly.

One of them couldn't help but ask, "Will the Sword Master Fudao really come? Over the years, he has almost only made his move in the Taixuan Sect. He may not be a member of the Taixuan Sect, but rather someone from overseas who is cultivating in seclusion in the Taixuan Sect. He may not want to interfere with the major developments on the continent, but some guys have just crossed him."

These words left everyone bewildered once again.

Xuan Tianyi raised his hand, and a blue lotus rose from his palm. He looked ahead and said, "Everyone, don't think too much. Believe in the Sword Master Fudao and believe in the Taixuan Sect. If the Sword Master Fudao really has nothing to do with the Taixuan Sect, then there will be no words 'righteous path' on the Patching Heaven Platform."

“We seek immortality, but even the immortals overseas cannot live forever. So-called immortals are just people who live longer than mortals. Since everyone will die eventually, instead of dying in a cave, why not shine in such a calamity and not have wasted a lifetime of cultivation?”

His words resonated with the other high-ranking cultivators, who began to adjust their mindset and prepare for the upcoming battle.

at the same time.

Ten thousand miles away, on the desolate plains.

The Demon Ancestor strolled forward, with a vast demonic mist behind him, obscuring the sky and the sun, its imposing aura devouring all the white bones on the ground along the way.

His white hair danced wildly, his dirty and tattered robes fluttered in the wind, and his four eyes stared ahead with a slight frown.

A bird flew out from the demonic mist behind him and quickly landed on his shoulder. It was a white dove, which tilted its head and asked, "Demon Ancestor, you seem to have some hesitation in your heart."

Its voice is like that of a little girl, light and melodious.

The Demon Ancestor looked into the distance and said, "Previously, the human race showed signs of a loose immortal, and there was an even stronger aura, but both disappeared in an instant, making it impossible for me to judge their cultivation level."

Upon hearing this, Bai Ge pressed further, "Is there anyone in the world stronger than you?"

"How could there not be? If there weren't, why would I need to be resurrected?"

"If that's the case, why insist on heading south? The land is so vast, why the need to exterminate them all? If you're hungry, we can go to the sea to find food; there are so many monsters in the sea..."

The white doves chattered incessantly, beginning to describe the vastness and grandeur of the ocean.

The Demon Ancestor listened attentively, but his steps did not stop.

The earth was desolate and littered with bones. With each step he took, the demonic mist behind him surged, plunging half the world into darkness. He was like a calamity to heaven and earth, using darkness to drive out the light.

After the white dove spoke for a while, the Demon Ancestor finally said in a low voice, "Little demon, in this world, sometimes being powerful is a mistake. I cannot leave this continent."

Upon hearing this, Bai Ge froze, staring blankly at him.

"However, even if I am not the strongest and cannot leave the continent, no one can completely destroy me. Since I am going to die anyway, let me see the power of the southern human race."

His face contorted into a ferocious expression once more, his eyes filled with greed and cruelty.

He shrugged, startling the white doves into flight.

"Little monster, fly north. Since you yearn for the ocean, then go. Although the ocean is more dangerous, it also holds more hope."

As the Demon Ancestor's voice fell, he took a step forward and covered several miles in an instant, the demonic mist behind him quickly engulfing the white doves.

boom!
A terrifying aura erupted from his body, the ground beneath his feet shattered continuously, demonic energy swirled around him, connecting with the demonic mist behind him, within which countless phantom images of demonic beasts appeared. He seemed to be leading the entire demon race forward, his aura magnificent.

Xuan Tianyi, Daojun, and others in the distance were all alarmed.

The humans of the Three Dynasties were also terrified.

The Tai Xuan Sect, having just experienced the calamity of Lin Jingxian, had not been happy for long before falling into silence again.

This time, however, the disciples of the Tai Xuan Sect were no longer afraid; instead, they began to anticipate what would happen next. Inside the pavilion of the Third Medicine Valley.

Lu Lingjun turned her head to look out the window, her delicate brows furrowed, and said, "This should be the aura of the Demon Ancestor. It's truly terrifying. I wonder if the Sword Venerable of Supporting the Dao will make a move this time. Other cultivators can't withstand such demonic energy."

Gu An feigned confusion and asked, "Is the Demon Ancestor very powerful? Even Xuan Tianyi couldn't stop him?"

Lu Lingjun rolled her eyes at him and said irritably, "Do you think your sworn brother is invincible? He's far inferior to the Sword Master Fudao."

Gu An really wanted to say on behalf of the Sword Master Fudao that my second brother was invincible, but he held back.

He sighed, "When will this world end its calamities? Why is it so difficult to live a peaceful life?"

Lu Lingjun chuckled and said, "Aren't you living a peaceful life enough? We don't need you to join the war."

"How can I be at ease seeing you all injured?" Gu An said earnestly.

Looking at his expression, Lu Lingjun suddenly felt a little guilty.

Given his personality, he would indeed worry about the people around him, so how could she mock him?
Although Gu An did not participate in the battle, everyone around him received his herbs and pills, and his role was no less significant than that of the other disciples who participated in the battle.

Lu Lingjun took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry, it's almost over. Let's see who is stronger in the battle between the Sword Master Fudao and the Demon Ancestor."

Gu An nodded and said, "Let's go down and reassure the other disciples. At this critical moment, we must unite."

His divine sense could easily cover the lands of three dynasties, and he could already sense that the Demon Ancestor was getting closer and closer to the Northern Border.

The two got up and went downstairs.

The disciples in the valley had already gathered together. When they saw Gu An and his companion approaching, they all surrounded them and asked Lu Lingjun how far away the demonic aura was from the Tai Xuan Sect.

Their cultivation levels were low, and they didn't know where that demonic aura was coming from. They were worried that the other party was targeting the Tai Xuan Sect again.

"Don't worry, this demonic aura should belong to the Demon Ancestor. It is very far away from us, and the great cultivators of the cultivation world are already preparing to fight him."

Lu Lingjun reassured them, saying that the words "Demon Ancestor" surprised the disciples even more, and they began to discuss the matter.

Xiao Chuan turned to look at his senior brother and saw him standing outside the crowd, looking at the sky, seemingly lost in thought.

He immediately went over and asked, "Senior brother, are you worried?"

Gu An nodded and said, "Of course I'm worried. I can't help but think that I should work harder in my cultivation so that I can at least be stronger and feel more at ease at times like this."

Xiao Chuan replied, "Senior brother, you really should work harder at cultivation. Your aptitude and status are higher than mine, so don't give up."

"I'm talking about you too, you idiot. Can't you pay a little more attention to the techniques I taught you?"

"Senior brother, do you think I can reach the Core Formation Realm even if I cultivate this technique? Can I form the Nascent Soul Realm in this lifetime? Neither you nor I know. It's impossible. Even if I live for another hundred or two hundred years, what's the point if I spend all my time cultivating? And that's what you said to others. Anyway, I just want to enjoy life and be reincarnated as soon as possible. What if I'm a genius like Senior Brother Li Ya in my next life?"

Xiao Chuan chuckled, a look of anticipation even appearing on his face.

Looking at the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, Gu An couldn't help but feel a self-mockery.

I always say I should respect everyone's choices, but when it comes to the people around me, I always show excessive concern.

He patted Xiaochuan on the shoulder, then looked up at the horizon.

Let's think about how to kill the Demon Ancestor!
After killing Lin Jingxian, the Seven Star Spirit Realm will definitely pay attention to the Sword Venerable Fudao.

Since that's the case, then we won't perform anymore!

It's time to let all living beings see a sword technique that surpasses even the Tai Cang Jing Shen Sword!

Gu An narrowed his eyes, his gaze seemingly piercing through the sky and looking towards the heavens.

……

The Great Jiang Dynasty, in the northern border region.

On the cliff, more than thirty great cultivators, including Xuan Tianyi, Daojun, Xuanquan Laozu, Liang Canghai, and Tian Shu Daoren, stood side by side, their robes fluttering in the wind.

Following their gaze, the horizon was already obscured by the vast demonic mist, and their divine senses had locked onto the Demon Ancestor.

The Taoist priest from Sanqing Mountain, dressed in a white robe and holding a whisk, waved it down the cliff.

Rumbling--

The earth split open, the mountain where the cliff was located broke off from the wasteland, forming a huge, bottomless crevice with no end in sight. A surge of spiritual energy rose from the depths of the crevice, forming a shocking wall of energy that dispersed the clouds in the sky.

Xuan Tianyi glanced at Changsheng Daoren out of the corner of his eye, then continued to stare at the Demon Ancestor.

"Everyone..." Liang Canghai was about to speak when he suddenly sensed something and looked up sharply. Not only him, but all the other great cultivators did the same.

The sky darkened rapidly, revealing a starry sky with countless twinkling stars and even shooting stars streaking across the heavens.

Daojun frowned and began to calculate with his fingers.

The Demon Ancestor also saw this scene. Behind him was a dim demonic mist, while the half of the world in front of him was shrouded in a dazzling starry sky.

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