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

Chapter 771 Summoning the Dark God

In the void, a giant golden disc was moving forward, and on the disc, 100,000 heavenly soldiers were meditating and cultivating.

Zhang Bukui stared wide-eyed at the mysterious and beautiful end of the void ahead, his thoughts drifting as he reminisced about the great battle that had just taken place.

As the struggle for the throne intensified, their Heavenly Army had already fought no fewer than a hundred battles, but the previous battle still left him deeply shaken.

Since joining the Heavenly Court, he inevitably developed a disdain for the Three Thousand Great Worlds, because there were many powerful realms beyond the Three Thousand Great Worlds.

He never imagined that a vast world could give birth to an existence that even immortals and gods could not defeat.

Recalling how the Heavenly God was forcefully suppressed and the entire Heavenly Army was powerless to resist, he felt that he still had a long way to go.

He couldn't help but think of the Sword Master Fudao in the Heavenly Spirit World, wondering if that Sword Master Fudao also possessed abilities surpassing those of the gods.
"Are you still thinking about the previous battle? Such vast worlds are few and far between. If it weren't for the struggle for the throne, they wouldn't have been born to get involved in karma."

Xu You, sitting next to Zhang Bukui, spoke up, saying that he was not surprised by the previous battle.

Zhang Buku glanced at him and asked, "Now that the struggle for the throne has fully erupted, you still refuse to reveal your origins?"

Xu You smiled and said, "If you are still alive after the struggle for the throne is over, I will tell you."

"Could it be that you are also the emperor?" Zhang Bukui mocked.

Xu You said irritably, "You can't just say things like that. Heaven is watching, and it might punish you."

Zhang Buku subconsciously looked up. Although he did not show any fear, his sudden silence clearly showed that he was wary of the heavens.

Xu You looked ahead and continued, "This struggle for the throne is more chaotic than I expected. I have a feeling that something big is about to happen."

"What major change?"

"You'll understand then. One thing is certain: the first decisive battle in the struggle for the throne will arrive soon."

Xu You's expression turned unusually serious, and a look of apprehension appeared in his eyes, which made Zhang Bukui even more curious about what would happen next.

After becoming a celestial soldier, Zhang Bukui had experienced death many times, and each time he was resurrected. This made him increasingly fearless, at most only marveling at the strength of his enemies.

The struggle for the throne is already intense enough, but the first decisive battle hasn't even taken place yet?
Zhang Bukui felt both worried and excited about the future, anticipating what kind of epic battle would take place.

……

Time flies, and ten thousand years pass in the blink of an eye.

The Heavenly Spirit World has been largely shrouded by the Dark God Cult. From the perspective of the universe, the Heavenly Dao Light Layer above the Heavenly Spirit World is stained black, making it appear extremely oppressive.

Over the years, the nine major sects joined forces to attack the Dark God Cult several times. Finally, in the great war a hundred years ago, the nine major sects were severely damaged and no longer able to fight. They all retreated to their respective mountain gates, which made the human world much quieter.

Without the leadership of the nine major sects, fewer and fewer beings dare to resist the Dark God Cult, and mortals continue to suffer, while the number of followers of the Dark God Cult grows daily.

On a continent known as the Dark Holy Land, the Dark God Cult built a massive altar, hundreds of feet high and over a hundred miles in diameter. Stone pillars stood along the edge of the altar, upon which bound powerful cultivators and great demons, all bound by chains, their arms stretched out, each on the verge of death.

In the center of the altar, thousands of followers of the Dark God Cult were gathered, including the Demon Emperor and the Great Sage Equaling Heaven. They had joined the Dark God Cult after being rescued by the Dark God.

All the followers looked in the same direction, where they saw a dark god shrouded in black mist, his back to them, gazing up at the sky.

Will the God of Darkness really descend?

The Great Sage Qitian transmitted his voice to the Demon Emperor beside him, his tone tense. The Dark God was the most powerful being he had ever seen, almost omnipotent, yet such a being was actually a servant of the Dark God. It was hard to imagine just how powerful that Dark God could be.

The Demon Emperor gazed ahead and replied using telepathy, "By now, you should believe in the existence of the Dark God. What you should be thinking about now is how the Dark God will treat us after his descent."

Upon hearing this, the Great Sage Qitian frowned.

After being possessed by dark forces, they did become stronger, but they were also aware of the negative effects of those forces.

They became irritable, greedy, and suspicious.

The creator of a force that generates so much negative emotion must not be a benevolent person.

at the same time.

On the edge of the continent, above a sea of ​​clouds, a dozen or so people were gazing at the altar. These people were all disciples of Wushi, led by Tian Yao'er and Tian Bai. Tian Bai was holding up the White Spirit Exquisite Pagoda, which emitted a faint light that obscured their figures and concealed their karma.

"Does the Dark God Cult truly intend to summon the Dark God?"

"What should we do? The Dark God Cult is already invincible. If the Dark God were to descend, wouldn't we be completely finished?"

“Even Grandmaster Lü Xian was no match for the Dark God, so we have even less of a chance.”

"Looking at the world, perhaps only our ancestor has a chance to defeat the Dark God, but we cannot expect him to take action. He has already protected the human world many times."

The disciples of Wushi were discussing among themselves; most of them were fourth-generation disciples who had participated in numerous battles against the Dark God Cult.

Tian Yao'er did not participate in their conversation; she stared intently into the distance, hesitating whether to retreat.

Their Dao treasures had all been enhanced by Gu An, which was why they were able to infiltrate. However, no matter how strong a Dao treasure is, it still depends on the cultivation level of the user. They could not rely on their Dao treasures to destroy the Dark God Cult.

Tian Yao'er turned her head to look in other directions. She could sense many powerful auras approaching. The news that the Dark God Cult was preparing to summon the Dark God had spread throughout the world, which would naturally attract righteous people. Even if it meant their own death, they would do their best to stop it.

Even the combined forces of the nine major sects could not shake the Dark God Cult, so how could these great cultivators who have arrived now possibly turn the tide?

Rumbling--

The earth trembled, and a black column of energy burst forth from the enormous altar in the distance, rising from the sky and shaking the heavens and clouds, as if it were connecting to another world.

Seeing this, the disciples of Wushi became even more excited and asked Tian Yao'er whether they should take action.

They knew they would have a hard time fighting the Dark God Cult, but those who dared to come here had already disregarded life and death. Seeing that the Dark God Cult was about to summon the Dark God, they no longer cared about anything else.

"No hurries!"

Tian Yao'er shouted in a deep voice, startling the disciples into silencing themselves.

A sword light streaked across the sky above them and vanished into the depths of the continent in the blink of an eye.

"It's him……"

Tian Yao'er raised an eyebrow. She suddenly understood why Gu An valued him so much. When she was still far away, he dared to face difficulties even when he was alone.

The figure in the sword light was none other than Li Ya, the number one swordsman in the world today!
(End of this chapter)