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

Chapter 294 How about I cut that continent in two with one sword?

After staying in Tianya Valley for an hour, Gu An left with Blood Prison Great Sage and Yang Jian, while Li Lingtian stayed in Tianya Valley, as he was about to head south to sea.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Li Lingtian believes it's highly unlikely he'll ever see Gu An and Yang Jian again in his lifetime.

Before parting, Li Lingtian asked Gu An to pass on a message to Ji Xiaoyu, which was full of blessings.

"Master, is there really no force in this world willing to step forward and stop the Great Cold Demon Sect?"

The Great Sage of Blood Prison asked, his tone filled with emotion.

There was no such powerful force in the world he came from.

Yang Jian also looked at Gu An. As long as his master didn't panic, he wasn't afraid.

Gu An replied, "How could there not be? There are plenty of people rushing to the Soul Suppressing Tower, but they just aren't strong enough."

He was telling the truth. Every so often, a group of cultivators and demons would attack the Soul Suppressing Tower. Even if they died, there would still be successors who would follow their will.

It's hard to say whether there is good or evil in this world, but what is certain is that justice does exist. There are always some cultivators who value justice more than immortality.

Gu An looked up into the distance.

Great Cold Demon Sect, you had better have the confidence to make me wary, otherwise the Holy King can't protect you.

So what if it's the Holy Court? If it makes you unhappy, kill it if you should. At worst, you can just hide in the heavens!
If no trouble comes knocking, Gu An is naturally willing to stay in the Tai Xuan Sect.

But when trouble comes knocking on his door, he won't just sit there and suffer!
Along his journey, he has killed quite a few madmen.

Gu An had always known how terrifying his ability to steal lifespans was. If his ability had been given to anyone else, it would have caused a catastrophe to sweep the world long ago.

He was able to restrain himself because that's just who he is. Everyone has their own path to take, and he just wanted to walk it with a clear conscience.

But now, the more chaotic the world becomes, the more he wants to go on a killing spree.

He wanted to kill the people of the Great Cold Demon Sect!

……

On the vast and magnificent ocean, a massive rift lies across the sea, seemingly dividing it in two. The Soul-Suppressing Tower stands to the side, its top seemingly reaching towards the heavens.

The sky was filled with oppressive thunderclouds, and faint rumbles of thunder could be heard.

On the first floor of the Soul-Suppressing Tower, in the main hall.

The Immortal of Destruction sat on a lotus throne, with three people sitting beside him, whose auras were no less than his. Hundreds and thousands of cultivators from the Great Cold Demon Sect stood in the hall. The atmosphere inside was joyful, with most people chatting and laughing. They did not look like demonic cultivators at all; they were dressed in gorgeous clothes, had a solemn demeanor, and some even looked like immortals.

A woman in red sitting to the right of the Deadly Immortal opened her eyes, turned to look at him, and said, "Senior Brother, how much longer do we have to wait? Is there still something in this mortal realm that the four of us cannot defeat?"

The other two carefree immortals also opened their eyes, their expressions indifferent, their gazes fixed on the deadly immortal.

The Immortal of Death slowly opened his eyes and said, "Better safe than sorry. Bai Hong's death was too suspicious. We cannot be careless. Don't forget what this land holds."

The three carefree immortals remained silent. Having lived for hundreds of thousands of years and experienced countless trials and tribulations, their arrogance vanished upon hearing the words of the Death-Taking Immortal.

Yes, the more this is the case, the more cautious we need to be.

At this moment, a man stepped forward in the hall and said loudly, "Four Grandmasters, why not unleash another catastrophe to test the bottom line of that mysterious being, and also drive away more people so as not to hinder us?"

Upon hearing this, the others in the hall spoke up one after another, almost all of them agreeing, and some even clamored for revenge for Master Bai Hong.

The Immortal of Death looked at the first person to speak, a Taoist in a green robe with a sword at his waist and a folding fan in his hand. His sword intent was spontaneous, and just by standing there, one could feel his power.

"Qingxin, what do you want to do?" the Deadly Immortal asked.

The main hall fell silent.

Master Qingxin smiled and said, "I have a sword that can cleave the sea and sever the moon. How about I cut that continent in two with one sword?"

After he finished speaking, he raised his arms and turned to look at the others, which drew cheers from the hall.

Most of the cultivators present did not feel any pressure. On the contrary, they were amused and wanted to see who was so blind as to oppose their Great Cold Demon Sect!
In other human-dominated areas, they might be worried, but here, a tiger is like a chicken coop; why should they be afraid?
Seeing Qingxin Zhenren so full of vigor, the other three Xiaoyao Yuanxian smiled. They had watched Qingxin Zhenren grow up, cultivate the Dao, and now stand on his own, so they were naturally happy.

After a moment's hesitation, the Deadly Immortal slowly nodded.

Seeing this, Master Qingxin's smile widened, and he said, "Since that's the case, then I'll go now. Fellow disciples, come with me to watch the excitement." Immortal Duoming added, "Don't go too far."

"Grandmaster, please rest assured!"

Master Qingxin raised his hand in greeting, then turned and left, followed by the others in a grand procession.

The woman in red looked at the Deadly Immortal and said, "Perfect timing, you should speak up too, to speed up the process and prevent any unforeseen changes."

After a moment's hesitation, the Deadly Immortal slowly nodded.

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Inside the brightly lit hall of Tai Xuan Gate.

All the elders gathered here, including Lu Lingjun and Nine-Finger Divine Lord, and the vast majority of them had their brows furrowed.

Lu Baitian sat in the head seat of the sect leader, with five Supreme Elders sitting beside him, all of whom were equally at a loss.

Vice Sect Master Ji Hantian stepped forward and said, "Sect Master, what exactly are you thinking? Tell us quickly so we can make plans as soon as possible. We can't wait until disaster strikes before we start thinking about how to deal with it, can we?"

Upon hearing this, the other elders spoke up one after another, urging Lü Baitian to hurry up.

Lu Baitian took a deep breath and said, "I'm afraid that if I withdraw, my karmic ties with Sword Master Fudao will be completely severed from now on."

His words resonated with a minority.

An elder stepped forward and said, "Survival is the most important thing. So far, we have never met the Sword Master Fudao, and we don't even know what his opinion is on this matter. Moreover, we are not comparable to the Sword Master Fudao at all. The Sword Master Fudao can escape whenever he wants. How can we possibly match his cultivation?"

His words were echoed by others, who were not only thinking of themselves, but also of their disciples, descendants, and offspring.

Behind every person standing here is a prestigious family or a complex network of relationships.

The Tai Xuan Sect now has millions of disciples, and the number of its followers scattered throughout the country is even more immeasurable!

Gu Zong also sighed, noting that this time he hadn't supported Lü Baitian.

Lu Lingjun also hoped that Tai Xuan Sect would withdraw. The reason she did not leave Tai Xuan Sect was because she cared about her old friends in the Third Medicine Valley and did not want them to die in this catastrophe.

Lu Baitian's face was extremely ugly. He took a deep breath and said, "Since that's the case, those who want to leave can leave, but the Tai Xuan Sect cannot leave. The Tai Xuan Sect can be without people, but they must stay on this continent. This is also our attitude. Without the Sword Venerable Fudao, there would be no Tai Xuan Sect today!"

After saying these words, he relaxed completely.

A smile appeared on his face; having made the decision, he felt no pressure.

The big deal is death!
His words caused an uproar throughout the hall.

"Sect Master, please reconsider!"

"If all else fails, you can go ask the old man in front of the Heaven-Slaying Axe. You can't be so arbitrary."

"Yes, what do you mean by saying that the Tai Xuan Sect can be empty, but cannot leave? Where does this leave our dignity?"

"The sect is a unified whole, so we must advance and retreat together!"

"Sect Master, let's leave together. We can ask Sword Master Fudao to come with us."

Listening to their words, Lü Baitian felt only hypocrisy.

A bunch of guys who are afraid to take responsibility and afraid of dying!
Just as he was about to speak, a voice suddenly resounded throughout the heavens and earth:

"From this day forward, my disciple Qingxin Zhenren will annihilate one continent every day. Time is running out for all living beings in the world. Today we will see which continent's inhabitants are the most pitiful and will unfortunately become the first to be destroyed."

The voice of the Deadly Immortal sent a chill down the spines of everyone in the hall.

They weren't frightened by the words of the Deadly Immortal, but rather by a terrifying sword intent locking onto them.

To be precise, all sentient beings on the mainland were terrified by this sword intent.

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