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

Chapter 760 Dark God Cult
While Gu An's clone and Hong Ya Zi traveled to the underworld, Gu An's true self maintained his usual rhythm of life, occasionally glancing at the deep red fog beyond the Heavenly Dao.

The crimson fog swept through quickly, but it was slow compared to the vastness of the Great Dao, and it would not reach the edge of the Heavenly Dao's fortune in a short time.

It is worth mentioning that the Heavenly Court did not take any action against the deep red fog. Gu An saw many immortals and gods fly into the Lingxiao Palace and then disperse as if nothing had happened.

Could it be that the deep red fog is involved in some great cause and effect, making the Heavenly Court hesitant to act rashly?

Gu An couldn't help but think of Taihao.

It is unknown when that ethereal Heavenly Emperor will emerge from seclusion; perhaps the immortals and gods are waiting for him.

As one Great Thousand World was completely conquered by another, the struggle for the throne suddenly became extremely fierce, with both sides fighting to the death. This was an incredibly dark and turbulent period for the Three Thousand Great Worlds.

The greater the pressure to survive, the more likely it is to give rise to creatures with exceptional talent.

Two hundred and seventy thousand years have passed since Jiang Rulai finished his sermon.

On this day, just past noon, Gu An was taking a nap in the courtyard, lying on a rocking chair, swaying gently.

"I am the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, and today I will rescue the Demon Emperor. I'll see who dares to stop me!"

A domineering roar resounded throughout the world, startling Shen Zhen, who was standing in front of the refining cauldron, into opening his eyes.

Not only her, but all the disciples in the dojo heard it, which made them very curious.

"Qitian? Manifesting Sage True Lord? You didn't watch your Journey to the West, did you?"

Shen Zhen turned to look at Gu An and asked jokingly.

Gu An did not open his eyes, his face was covered by a round fan. He said softly, "Who knows? To shout while saving someone, is it arrogance or stupidity?"

Shen Zhen smiled and said, "Whether it succeeds or not, at least the people of the world will remember his name and know about his act of saving the Demon Emperor."

Gu An, standing beneath the round fan, smiled slightly but did not reply.

Cultivators all over the world were indeed discussing the name of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven. This fellow was really going to save the Demon Emperor. He was confident that he had great supernatural powers and would surely succeed. However, before he even saw the Demon Emperor, he was suppressed by the combined forces of the nine sects.

Although the nine major sects have already begun fighting, they have never neglected the Demon Emperor. The great cultivators they sent to guard the Demon Emperor are not involved in worldly affairs and are only responsible for watching over the Demon Emperor.

After several days of fierce fighting, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven was thrown into the Demon Emperor's cave to endure the dark and gloomy days together.

Speaking of which, this Qitian Xiansheng Zhenjun has a connection with Gu An. His ancestor was Haolong, who was raised by Gu An.

Haolong roams the mortal realm and has already earned a divine reputation. He occasionally returns to the Wushi Dao Temple, but most of the time he wanders and plays among the mortals. He has fathered countless offspring, truly living up to the reputation of dragons.

……

Heavy breathing echoed throughout the dimly lit cave.

In the center of the cave sat a man in white robes. Although his robes were tattered, he was spotless and possessed an otherworldly air.

He was the Demon Emperor.

In the corner of the cave, a figure was curled up, resembling a terrifying python, and the panting sound came from it.

"If you're scared, just kowtow to them and admit your mistakes; there might still be a way out."

The Demon Emperor spoke with his eyes closed, his tone indifferent.

As soon as these words were spoken, a surge of demonic energy erupted from the darkness and rushed towards the Demon Emperor.

"Shut up! How could I be afraid!"

A loud shout rang out, and the terrifying figure transformed into a disheveled man who stepped out. This man was none other than the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, with two sharp dragon horns on his head.

He glared fiercely at the Demon Emperor and said angrily, "The Great Sage Equaling Heaven was suppressed for five hundred years without begging for mercy, so how could I be afraid?"

"Although I don't know who the Monkey King is, five hundred years can't be compared to a million years. Those people's patience is far beyond your imagination."

The Demon Emperor did not open his eyes when he said these words.

After calming down, the Great Sage Qitian asked in confusion, "Why did they keep you imprisoned for so long? Couldn't they kill you?"

"That's for sure. If they could kill me, they would have done it already. Perhaps fate doesn't want me to die."

The Demon Emperor's words made the Great Sage Qitian even more curious.

"What kind of divine skill do you practice that can't kill you?"

"You should worry about yourself and how you're going to survive for thousands of years."

After hearing this, the Great Sage Qitian sat down cross-legged in front of the Demon Emperor and said, "Although I have never been imprisoned for thousands or tens of thousands of years, I have experienced being in seclusion for tens of thousands of years. At worst, I can just cultivate here."

His eyes darted around, observing the Demon Emperor's extraordinary demeanor and unwavering composure. He suddenly felt that this might be an opportunity for him.

Just like in those mythological stories, those who survive a great calamity are sure to be blessed with good fortune.

Perhaps he can learn the immortal divine skill from the Demon Emperor.

Sun Wukong in Journey to the West is immortal, and even the Heavenly Court can't do anything to him.

The Demon Emperor fell silent, while the Great Sage Qitian looked at him, scratching his head and cheeks, seemingly lost in thought.

The days of suppression were far more bitter, even desperate, than the Great Sage Equaling Heaven had anticipated.

To never see any hope of survival would be the ultimate torment.

As time passed, the excitement and curiosity of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven gradually dissipated, and he began to become irritable and angry. Eventually, all his emotions were erased until he became numb.

Another million years have passed.

Gu Angang had just returned from the Hidden Spirit Palace and entered the courtyard when An Xin quickly came to greet him.

“Master, recently a sect called the Dark God Cult has appeared in the human world. They spread scriptures widely, making mortals believe in the Dark God. They say that darkness and light coexist. The world is still bright and clear, but bones are everywhere and people’s hearts cannot be redeemed. The Dark God will bring darkness to the evil in the world and redeem all living beings in the darkness.”

Anxin said with great concern, expressing her deep fear of the Dark God Cult.

Gu An asked, "Has the Dark God Cult begun to wreak havoc on humanity?"

"No, there's no such thing as not being able to find the Dark God Cult. There are just a lot of scriptures being circulated to confuse people. The cultivation sects are all busy fighting and vying for power and profit, and they haven't paid any attention to the Dark God Cult. But I've deduced that I can't find the Dark God Cult. There must be something more to the Dark God Cult than meets the eye."

Anxin spoke earnestly, staring intently at Gu An, hoping her master could answer her questions.

Gu An looked up at the sky and said, "The God of Darkness does exist. He has already arrived and is watching this mortal realm."

Upon hearing this, An Xin's eyes widened, and she pressed for an answer: "Where is he? What does he look like?"

Gu An did not answer, but simply gazed calmly at the sky.

Beyond the Heavenly Spirit World, in the endless darkness, a stark white skeleton sat cross-legged, its hand bones resting on its leg bones. A green flame burned in the palms of its two hand bones, within which numerous scenes of heaven and earth appeared and rapidly changed.

(End of this chapter)