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

Chapter 471 Devouring Heaven and Earth
After seeing Ye Lan off, Gu An's life continued. Although he felt melancholy, he would not stop striving to become stronger.

He would go out every two days to pick herbs in various medicinal valleys and give guidance to the people who guarded those valleys. His days were very fulfilling.

As summer fades into autumn, a desolate, withered landscape gradually covers the land.

This day.

A man in black descended from the sky and landed on a mountain peak at the edge of the Third Medicine Valley. He had long black hair, his robes fluttered, and he exuded confidence and charisma.

It was Li Ya!

Returning after hundreds of years, he looked at the Third Medicine Valley and was deeply moved.

His gaze swept across every corner of the Third Medicine Valley, finding many places both familiar and unfamiliar. When his eyes landed on a pavilion, a complex expression appeared on his face.

Even though he had reached Nirvana, he was still very uneasy when facing his old friends.

The thought of calling Gu An his ancestor made his face burn. Even though he had been mentally preparing himself for hundreds of years, his emotions would still fluctuate whenever he thought about it.

But then he thought, if it weren't for Gu An's care, how could he be where he is today?

The wondrous city within his body alone gave him the confidence to be invincible.

Li Ya took a deep breath and prepared to go down the mountain. Suddenly, he saw two people rushing up from the side of the mountain, one in front of the other. Soon they came to Li Ya.

The Blood Prison Great Sage sized up Li Ya with a mocking look in his eyes.

Long Qing, who had caught up from behind, stopped and looked at Li Ya. He seemed to be deep in thought, then suddenly remembered something and asked, "Are you Senior Uncle Li Ya?"

Li Ya nodded slightly. He also had some impression of Long Qing, but it wasn't clear enough. However, judging from the way the other party addressed him, this young man should be Gu An's apprentice.

“Master often talks about you, saying that you’ve become a prodigy and gotten too arrogant, and you don’t even come back to see him anymore,” Long Qing said with a smile. He wasn’t interested in Li Ya, but he had only heard Gu An mention him occasionally.

Upon hearing this, Li Ya's face instantly darkened, and he coldly snorted, "Did he really say that?"

The Great Sage of Blood Prison spoke first, saying, "You brat, have you forgotten me?"

His first battle upon arriving in the Heavenly Spirit Realm was against Li Ya and Zhang Bukui, which led to his suppression for nearly a thousand years.

Although he now thinks it was a blessing in disguise, he still dislikes Li Ya, and every time Li Ya returns to the valley and sees him transformed into a bull demon, he mocks him.

In fact, when he was a cow, he felt that everyone was mocking him. In his eyes, even the smiles of others seemed so hateful.

Li Ya's gaze fell on the Blood Prison Great Sage, scrutinizing him carefully.

Immediately afterwards, Li Ya's expression changed drastically. Without saying a word, he raised his right hand and summoned the Divine City. The Divine City rapidly expanded and hung high in the sky.

Long Qing looked up and his mouth dropped open in astonishment at the Mysterious City.

His strength was already terrifying, but having spent most of his time at the Tai Xuan Sect, he rarely saw such a treasure.

Li Ya stared intently at the Blood Prison Great Sage and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing here?"

The Blood Prison Great Sage of yesteryear was extremely violent, and although his appearance has not changed, his temperament is completely different, which is why Li Ya did not recognize him at first glance.

Recalling the battle of that year, Li Ya inevitably thought of Zhang Bukui, and his mood immediately turned angry.

Zhang Buku has always been a thorn in his side. He feels that he failed to take good care of Zhang Buku, which has led to Zhang Buku's current predicament and uncertain fate.

The Great Sage of Blood Prison sneered, "I've been here for over a thousand years. You're asking me? I should be asking you. I'm here every time you come back, but you're blind and can't recognize me."

Li Ya frowned, trying to recall carefully.

Long Qing looked left and right, thinking to himself, "Why haven't they attacked yet?"

He often sparred with the Great Sage of Blood Prison, and because he had never won, he wanted to see the Great Sage of Blood Prison suffer a setback.

Li Ya's cultivation level may not be as high as that of the Blood Prison Great Sage, but Long Qing has heard of the famous Divine City.

It is said that this is a pseudo-immortal treasure, capable of contending with wandering immortals!
The appearance of the Mystic City attracted more and more disciples to fly over. Li Ya calmed down and immediately put the Mystic City into his palm.

The fact that the Blood Prison Great Sage could appear here means that he is no longer an enemy; at the very least, he has been taken in by Gu An.

To be honest, he had no grudge against the Blood Prison Great Sage. They had only fought for an opportunity years ago, and he had been defeated in a very humiliating way. An Xin flew over and landed on the edge of the cliff. She glared at the Blood Prison Great Sage and Long Qing, then looked at Li Ya, raised her hand in a salute, and said, "Uncle-Master Li, Master has been waiting for you for a long time. Please come with me."

Li Ya remembered An Xin, and he was somewhat surprised.

After many years, An Xin no longer seemed like an ordinary woman; she exuded the air of a wise and enlightened person in every gesture.

He compared An Xin to the favored daughters of those major religious sects, and An Xin was not much weaker; in fact, she had a unique charm.

It seems Gu An is very good at teaching his apprentices.

Li Ya thought to himself, and then he remembered that An Hao was Gu An's apprentice, which made him feel even more upset.

His greatest rival in life was Gu An's apprentice, and the ancestor he admired and was most grateful to was Gu An. No matter how you look at it, his life seemed to have been under Gu An's care. Although he was always injured, he always managed to escape death.

As Li Ya pondered this, he followed An Xin away.

Long Qing looked at the Blood Prison Great Sage and asked, "Did you have a grudge against each other before?"

The Great Sage of Blood Prison sneered and said, "His strength is no threat to me."

He recounted what happened back then, and Long Qing was deeply moved after listening.

The strongest in the realm, after ascending, because of his lack of discernment, he bullied the weak who had powerful backers, and as a result, he was taken in as a mount.
This is too terrible!

Long Qing felt even greater awe for the world. He believed that if the Blood Prison Great Sage had not encountered his master, he would probably be dead by now.

There aren't many strong people in this world as kind and magnanimous as Master.

……

Rumbling--

Rumbling thunder, like the low growls of savage beasts, made the entire world feel incredibly oppressive.

On the desolate land, corpses were scattered everywhere, ravines and fissures crisscrossed the landscape, and bloodstains dotted the ground. Countless cultivators and monsters stood on the ground, most of them injured, all gazing at the dark sky in despair.

Above the churning black clouds, a figure radiating boundless golden light stood. He wore golden armor, a long red scarf around his waist, and a Qilin head on his breastplate, constantly spewing flames from his mouth and nose. Above that was a handsome yet indifferent face. This person wore a golden helmet, exuding a majestic and domineering aura. Behind him floated a large golden cauldron, with a dragon tail swaying at its mouth.

Before him, all living beings were no different from ants and insects.

He looked down at the creatures below, as if searching for something.

A figure appeared out of thin air beside him. It was a woman dressed in black, with her black hair flowing down her back and a dark silver mask covering her eyes, making her look like a ghost.

"Your Majesty, the fortune of this realm has been severed and it is about to collapse. Shall we proceed to the next realm?" the woman in black asked, her voice melodious but her tone icy.

The golden-armored man remained expressionless and indifferent, saying, "Tell me, where are the descendants of the Dragon Clan hiding? Is that Sword Master Fudao related to the Dragon Clan?"

The woman in black replied, "At present, there is no connection. The Sword Master of the Dao protects all living beings in this world. Of course, the descendants of the Dragon Clan may also be hiding in the Heavenly Spirit World, but they are beings that even the God Emperor's avatar cannot defeat. We cannot go there rashly."

The golden-armored man narrowed his eyes and snorted, "The avatar of the God Emperor of Annihilation is nothing more than a Daoist Immortal of Freedom, and his physical body has not yet reached the level of a true Daoist Immortal of Freedom."

The woman in black did not respond.

The golden-armored man raised his hand, and the large cauldron behind him trembled violently, from which the roar of a dragon resounded. In an instant, the sky twisted violently, the earth below began to shatter, rocks and corpses flew up, countless living beings began to cry out, and the whole world was plunged into chaos.

"Once I have swallowed a hundred squares of heaven and earth, I will be able to open the Path of War. At that time, no matter where the Dragon Clan is hiding, or whether the Sword Venerable of the Path of Support is related to him, it will not matter. The War Court will destroy all those who stand in my way and make the enemy suffer eternal damnation."

The man in golden armor muttered to himself, as if speaking to himself.

Thunderclouds were drawn into the mouth of the cauldron, and all the broken stones, corpses, and living beings in the world were swept towards the golden cauldron, creating a scene of despair and chaos.

This enormous cauldron is devouring the entire world!

The golden-armored man and the woman in black stood motionless before the cauldron, indifferent to the cries and deaths of all living beings, awaiting the collapse and annihilation of heaven and earth.

The golden-armored man suddenly sensed something, his eyes sharpened, and he tilted his head slightly. A sword aura tore through space and swept past him.

He raised his hand and grabbed the sword energy. He then frowned and looked around in surprise.

(End of this chapter)