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

Chapter 680 New Momentum

In the dark void, a purple cloud floated before a bright full moon. Above the cloud stood a precipice, on which sat an old man in white robes.

He had white hair but a youthful face, with two halos floating behind his head, constantly changing colors, beautiful and mesmerizing.

He opened his eyes, calculated with his fingers, and his expression became strange.

He began to deduce the solution repeatedly, but no matter how he tried, he could not resolve the confusion in his heart.

Suddenly, a figure appeared behind them. It was a god clad in blood-red armor, with a terrifying aura, white hair flowing, and a blood-flower mark on his forehead.

It is the God of Destruction!
He also has another identity, named Long Mie, who is the grandson of Emperor Longxin.

Tianmie Shen bowed and raised his hand to greet the white-robed old man, saying, "Master, your disciple has come to see you."

"So many years have passed, and you have finally arrived. It seems you have successfully crafted a Dharma body for that being," the white-robed old man said calmly.

The God of Destruction replied, "It is my duty, and I cannot disobey the will of Heaven."

"The will of Heaven is hard to defy? Indeed, the will of Heaven is hard to defy."

The old man in white robes stood up, turned around to look at Tianmie Shen, his gaze sweeping over him with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

"Your cultivation is quite good, proving that you haven't wasted your time and that your teacher's training has not been in vain," the white-robed old man said with a smile, stroking his beard.

The God of Destruction replied, "Master is not only cultivating his disciple; without Master, his disciple would have died long ago."

The old man in white shook his head. He turned to look at the dark void, while the God of Destruction stared intently at him.

“My disciple, your talent is extraordinary. You possess a talent that even immortals and gods cannot match. From now on, you no longer need to restrain your bloodlust.”

The old man in white robes spoke softly, his pupils reflecting images of massive explosions, flickering and changing.

Upon hearing this, the God of Destruction frowned and asked, "Do you think it's come to that point yet?"

“Even if you haven’t arrived yet, you have to prepare in advance. The changes in the Great Dao are becoming more and more complex, and the struggles within the Heavenly Court are becoming more and more fierce. Who doesn’t know how much trouble is hidden here, and what kind of situation it will eventually develop into?”

The old man in the white robe sighed as he finished speaking.

After a moment of silence, Tianmie Shen said, "I do not intend to rely on the talent left to me by the Long family. The Long family should disappear. I will only cultivate in a down-to-earth manner."

The old man in white robes glanced at him and said meaningfully, "It seems there are still people in the Long family alive. You have a burden now. You used to be eager to be released from the ban."

The God of Destruction replied, "Indeed, there are still people alive, but they have severed their ties with the past. I just don't want to follow the old path of the Long family, becoming stronger through killing. In my opinion, that is not the right way."

Upon hearing this, the old man in white smiled and turned his gaze back to the void.

"Before returning to the Heavenly Court, go to the Path of the Great Dao. A new creation is being born there. As for what it is, you can explore it yourself," the white-robed old man instructed.

The God of Destruction agreed, bowed to him, and then disappeared from the spot.

Only the old man in white robes remained on the cliff, standing before the bright moon, his figure so desolate.

"Who will be the next Heavenly Emperor? Is this really just a battle for the Heavenly Emperor's throne?"

The old man in the white robe muttered to himself, but no one could answer him; he was asking himself the question.

……

The Beginningless Dojo.

Ten thousand years have passed since Fang Xuan's first successful projection into the cycle of reincarnation.

A new golden age has arrived in the world, with a hundred religions vying for supremacy. Even though the Qiankun Sect and Taixuan Sect have been constantly strengthening themselves, they have not been able to squeeze into the ranks of the hundred religions of the world.

In recent years, besides his daily life, Gu An has been most concerned about the fate of the Primordial Dao Emperor. Currently, there are more than 300 cultivators pursuing the Primordial Dao Emperor on the path of the Great Dao, and more than 1,000 cultivators have come across this opportunity. Some died within the last 10,000 years, while others gave up this opportunity.

In summary, the fact that over three hundred cultivators have attempted to become the Primordial Dao Emperor indicates that this Qi calculation is complete.

Although the Primordial Dao Emperor does not become stronger quickly through battles, the projection of lifespan will still accelerate the cultivator's growth. Perhaps the first Primordial Dao Emperor could be born within hundreds of thousands of years, which makes Gu An very curious.

Who could it be?
Although Fang Xuan was the first to start, a rising star emerged on the path of the Great Dao, whose momentum was stronger than his.

As for the Dao Pursuers within the Heavenly Spirit Great World, they are all old friends of Gu An. Their aptitude is inferior to that of the geniuses on the path of the Great Dao. Gu An will not show them any favoritism on the path to the Primordial Emperor. It is almost impossible for them to become the first Primordial Dao Emperor.

On this day, inside the Wushi Dao Temple.

Gu An played the flute while watching the battle in the sky.

He created a barrier, allowing the Blood Prison Great Sage to fight An Xin. Shen Zhen, Tian Yao'er, Tian Qing, Tian Bai, Jiang Shi, the Ephemeral Flower Ghost Mother, Emperor Tian Hong, and the White Spirit Rat were all watching the battle nearby. They were thrilled and kept discussing it.

"Why has the Blood Prison Great Sage stopped again? Has he fallen under an illusion?"

"Anxin is so amazing, it feels like he's toying with the Blood Prison Great Sage."

"Haha, don't let him hear that, he'll hold a grudge."

"Senior Sister Anxin is indeed very strong; I can't see her true strength at all."

"Did you see clearly what kind of supernatural power An Xin used?"

The disciples were buzzing with discussion. Gu An had deliberately placed a barrier to conceal An Xin's Immortal Emperor Eyes, so the disciples didn't see any changes in An Xin's eyes, nor could they sense the power of the Immortal Emperor Eyes.

This made the battle awkward, with the Blood Prison Great Sage constantly pausing. If it weren't for his superior physical body and abundant blood and energy, he would have been defeated long ago.

Compared to the reassuring Immortal Emperor Tong, Gu An was more satisfied with the progress of the Blood Prison Great Sage.

The Great Sage of Blood Prison created his own supernatural power, which allows his flesh and blood to heal rapidly. Even if his physical body is reduced to ashes, he can recover in a very short time.

However, such recovery requires the expenditure of his soul energy, and he began to feel tired, which came from the depths of his soul. This fatigue gradually weakened his control over his physical body.

If things continue like this, he is bound to fail.

Gu An was wondering whether he should send the Blood Prison Great Sage to the Path of the Great Dao for training.

Blood Prison Great Sage is well-suited to the path of becoming stronger through combat. Unfortunately, he had asked Blood Prison Great Sage several times before, but this guy stubbornly refused to go out, even though he said that he could return to Wushi after going out. Blood Prison Great Sage still disagreed.

If the Great Sage of Blood Prison were to handle matters in the mortal realm, he would go; however, the path of the Great Dao is long and arduous, and he always felt that if he went, it would be difficult to return in a short time.

No.

He must be sent out to undergo 100,000 years of training before returning.

Gu An thought to himself silently.

It's not just to make the Blood Prison Great Sage stronger, but also to reduce the pressure on the other disciples.

The Blood Prison Great Sage is not only belligerent but also foul-mouthed. Every time he wins, he mocks his opponent relentlessly, so now nobody wants him to win; everyone is just waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

after awhile.

Blood Prison Great Sage was defeated, and he and An Xin flew out of the barrier together.

An Xin, like a celestial being descended to earth, landed beside Gu An. Her clothes remained unchanged, indicating that she had not experienced any battle.

The Blood Prison Great Sage hung his head, devoid of fighting spirit, his fists clenched tightly.

(End of this chapter)