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

Chapter 576 The Dharma Appearance is Shocking
The sudden sound plunged the entire Heavenly Spirit World into silence. All living beings felt terrified just by hearing the sound, unable to imagine what kind of being could possess such power.

Zhu Xing gazed up at the sky, his expression somewhat dazed. He murmured to himself, "Master..."

He understood that the reason the War Court used such terrifying power was that while killing Long Qing was the objective, the main target was the existence that protected the Heavenly Spirit Great World.

The thought of his master having to fight against that terrifying being who annihilated the Heavenly Spirit God filled him with mixed emotions.

He then thought of the existence of the War Court's mythical existence, and this time there might be an unprecedented fierce battle, which could very well reduce the Heavenly Spirit Great World to ashes.

He turned to look at his disciples gazing at the sky in the distance and couldn't help but sigh.

Having spent so many years at Tai Xuan Sect, he was filled with affection for the place, but no amount of affection was as important as his life.

He had already betrayed the War Court, and faced with this situation, he could only flee.

He withdrew his gaze and vanished into thin air in front of the attic.

Long Teng, Long Ya, and the other cultivators around them did not expect him to escape. They thought he had gone to support Long Qing, so they did not think much of it.

The Heavenly Ancestor re-entered Ye Cang's body, and his voice echoed in Ye Cang's mind:

“There are many auras within the War Court that I cannot defeat. Faced with such a large-scale invasion, the Heavenly Spirit Great World has no chance of winning. Zhuxing has already fled, and it’s time for you to leave as well.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Cang frowned, his gaze fixed on the black hole in the sky.

On the other side of the world.

Amidst the rolling hills, Bai Sheng emerged from the woods and stood on the hillside, gazing at the spectacular celestial phenomenon. His brows furrowed, and his eyes were filled with shock.

This is the second time in his life that his understanding has been overturned.

Su Jin came to his side, looking at the sky with equal shock.

Bai Sheng turned to look at her and asked, "What is this scene? How high is the cultivation level of the person who just spoke? And what is the background of the Long clan?"

Su Jin took a deep breath and said, "I don't know either, and I can't judge his level. Don't think that just because I've lived for tens of thousands of years and can command the wind and rain in the imperial court, I'm just an insignificant little character in the whole world. For many powerful people, killing me is as easy as crushing an insect."

"As for the Dragon Clan, I have never heard of them. My knowledge of the world is not as extensive as you might imagine."

Bai Sheng couldn't help but sigh, "There are truly people beyond people, and heavens beyond heavens. If one day I can utter a voice that shakes heaven and earth, then this life will not have been in vain."

Su Jin rolled her eyes at him and said irritably, "All you do is give your last words. Can't you think about cultivating diligently and pursuing immortality?"

"Are there really people in this world who can live forever? Even if one becomes an immortal, according to you, there is still a limit to how long one's lifespan will be."

"I don't care, you have to make this your goal."

They started arguing, unaware that this was a calamity that would sweep across the entire world.

……

The vast universe is filled with black holes of all sizes, which act as time tunnels, from which figures emerge.

Fang Xuan walked along Zhan Tingguang Road, gazing at the great battle ahead, his expression unchanged.

The Heavenly Spirit Great World erupted with astonishing cohesion, and more and more figures rushed to stop the War Court, but this did not slow down the War Court's pace.

Fang Xuan did not rush to make a move. He came here intending to just go through the motions, and since the truly terrifying being had not yet appeared, he dared not make a move.

"I am Long Qing, a descendant of the Long clan. I should bear the consequences of this!"

Long Qing's voice suddenly came, but even though it was a shout at the top of his lungs, it sounded weak in the vast universe.

Fang Xuan caught Long Qing's voice, mainly because the words "Long Clan" made it impossible for him to ignore it.

An overwhelming pressure, surpassing that of all the participants, swept over them, causing all the creatures on both sides to stop fighting.

A Daoist immortal from the Heavenly Spirit World looked horrified; he was unable to move in the face of this oppressive force.

His pupils dilated suddenly, and following his gaze, the imposing figure in the darkness behind Zhan Tingguang Road gradually became clear.

Fang Xuan's gaze turned toward the direction from which Long Qing's voice came.

Long Qing stepped out of a black hole, his right hand raised in front of his chest with his two fingers together. He stepped in the air while displaying his supernatural powers.

Streams of gray energy surged from his body, coalescing into figures around him.

Moreover, the surrounding cosmic space was also distorting, with more gray gas appearing out of thin air and constantly condensing into human shapes.

More and more eyes were drawn to Long Qing, but no one from the Zhan Ting faction made a direct move against him.

Long Qing, who was currently casting the Heavenly Dragon Great Dharma Form, gazed at the giant figure gradually becoming clearer in the distance. It was a black-robed Taoist priest, wearing a Qilin crown, with a cold and stern face. He floated behind the War Court's light path like a mirage, his lower body illusory, only his upper body clear. It was none other than Zhu Xing's master, the current ruler of the War Court!

Dao number, Zhu Tianjun!

Zhutianjun was so enormous that everything in the universe seemed insignificant in his presence. In the eyes of the Heavenly Spirit cultivators, he was like the creator god who opened up the universe.

Looking at Zhutianjun emerging from the darkness, all the cultivators in the Tianling Great World, except for Long Qing, lost their courage and will to fight.

Zhutianjun seemed to merely lean forward, looking down at Long Qing and the Dharma image constantly gathering behind him. His eyes were indifferent as he spoke, "Why haven't you shown yourself yet? Have you already abandoned the Long clan?"

These questions also resounded throughout the Heavenly Spirit World.

Inside the Wushi Dojo, An Xin and the others all turned to look at Gu An.

Gu An gripped the Qinghong Sword and said, "Why are you looking at me? Qing'er's abilities are not simple. Perhaps he can solve this on his own."

As he spoke, he raised his sword, resting it on his left hand, with the tip pointing at the mirror on the refining cauldron, seemingly aiming at Zhutianjun in the mirror.

Upon hearing this, everyone was even more confused, but they still turned to look at the image in the mirror.

Heaven and earth are silent.

The people are waiting for another voice to be heard, but it never comes.

In the void of the universe, as the number of Dharma images behind Long Qing increased, the expressions of the powerful figures on the Zhan Ting side changed.

In less than ten breaths, the number of Dharma images around Long Qing had exceeded ten thousand. One of the Dharma images was ten thousand feet tall, exuding an aura of dominance over the universe, which made the Heavenly Spirit cultivators and War Court experts unable to help but stare at him.

"Long Yu..."

Zhutianjun's voice rang out, as if he were whispering.

As soon as he finished speaking, figures dispersed and quickly surrounded Long Qing and his Dharma images. These figures all exuded an invincible aura, and they used their own aura to seal Long Qing.

Those Heavenly Spirit cultivators who were suppressed by Zhutianjun were reduced to ashes one after another. Only those cultivators who were far away survived. The supporters who emerged from the black hole stopped and all their eyes fell on Long Qing.

The Dharma images summoned by Long Qing each emitted a strong light, and when they gathered together, they became a shining area in the universe.

The dozen or so powerful warriors of the Battle Court were scattered around, seemingly casting some kind of faint array to block the intense light unleashed by the Heavenly Dragon Great Dharma Form.

"Such a strong force of cause and effect."

"To be able to summon so many powerful Dharma forms with such cultivation, the Dragon Clan is indeed remarkable."

"If that's all there is to it, it's not worth us joining forces."

"The entity behind him may have already fled. No one can bear the karmic consequences of attacking a god."

"This supernatural power seems to utilize the karma of bloodline."

The powerful warriors of the War Court discussed amongst themselves, completely disregarding Long Qing.

The distant Zhutianjun shared the same attitude. Whether it was due to his presence behind Long Qing or his contempt for Long Qing, he did not make a move immediately.

Hearing the sounds from all directions, Long Qing took a deep breath. His eyes narrowed, and the skin on his face began to crack, with blood seeping out.

The gray aura around him suddenly turned into blood aura, and an even more terrifying figure quickly condensed, as if a giant had stood up behind him, rapidly growing larger and larger than the Dharma form that Zhutianjun called Longyu.

Upon seeing this Dharma image, Zhutianjun's expression suddenly changed.

"kill him."

As soon as Zhutianjun's voice rang out, the Zhan Ting experts surrounding Long Qing attacked with lightning speed.

The terrifying pressure emanating from all sides made Long Qing feel as if he were being torn apart, yet he did not die.

He looked up and saw a blood-red figure a million feet tall, holding a long spear in one hand, shielding him from powerful magical forces from all directions.

This blood-red figure was clad in armor, obscuring its true appearance, but it exuded an aura of domineering power, as if it were invincible.

His appearance made the Zhan Ting side nervous.

Fang Xuan's pupils trembled amidst the sea of ​​people, his heart churning with turmoil.

The cultivators of the Heavenly Spirit World were equally dumbfounded.

At this moment, even the common people within the Heavenly Spirit Realm could see a blood-red figure reflected in the sky, standing tall and upright.

(End of this chapter)