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

Chapter 823 Myth Appears

The question from the Boundless God made the eyes of those great cultivators who were frozen in place light up. Although many of them could not turn their heads to look at Gu An, it seemed from the Boundless God's words that a mysterious powerhouse had arrived.

Regardless, the feeling emanating from the Limitless God was extremely dangerous; such a being would only have a sliver of hope if it encountered an adversary.

Zhuang Xian's heart raced as he nervously awaited the upcoming battle.

After a brief period of unease, An Zizai regained her composure.

His earlier nervousness was an instinctive reaction to the power of the Limitless God. After calming down, he realized that the Limitless God was doomed.

No one can rival our master!
Although his gaze was not as aggressive as that of immortals like Taiyi Immortal Lord, it still made Wuji God feel uncomfortable.

Do these ants think he's going to die?
The God of Limitless thought to himself with displeasure, and seeing that Gu An did not answer, he immediately took a step back.

However, an invisible force blocked his steps in front of the black door, preventing him from entering.

He was unable to overcome the difference of just one gate, and was completely trapped within the Heavenly Dao.

The Limitless God was greatly alarmed. Without saying a word, he leaped into the air, unleashing terrifying magical power that plunged the entire Heavenly Spirit World into darkness.

Everyone was startled by the sudden turn of events. Just then, Gu An raised his hand and grabbed at the air, and the dark sky suddenly brightened.

Lin Canghai, who was suspended in the air, fell to the ground, and the black door turned into black mist and vanished. The terrifying pressure that had enveloped the world disappeared, and everyone felt as if they had landed and regained control of their physical bodies.

The sudden change in light and shadow left everyone somewhat dazed.

They glanced around and could no longer see the figure of the Boundless God.

An Zizai and Zhuang Xian have fully recovered and are now scanning the surroundings warily.

"Master, be careful he doesn't try anything funny..."

As Zhuang Xian searched for the figure of the Boundless God, he turned around and froze when his gaze fell on Gu An.

Gu An stood still, raising his right hand. In his palm was a small, dark figure struggling incessantly, seemingly trying to escape his grasp. However, an invisible barrier blocked it, preventing it from escaping.

The figure of that little man...

Zhuang Xian recognized the villain's identity and stared at him wide-eyed.

An Zizai heard Zhuang Xian speak halfway through his sentence and subconsciously turned around to look. When he saw the Wuji Divine Spirit in Gu An's hand, he was also stunned.

Taiyi Immortal Lord and the Seventy-Two Immortals of Jindong used their divine senses to investigate even faster. After confirming that Wuji Divine Spirit had disappeared, they looked at Gu An, and then, like An Zizai and Zhuang Xian, they were stunned.

The world was silent. More and more people noticed the unusual behavior of the immortals and gods. They followed the gaze of the immortals and gods, and with their eyesight, even from a hundred miles away, they could see the Limitless Divine Spirit in Gu An's hand.

That figure was one they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

The great cultivators from various sects stared wide-eyed, some even gasping in shock, as they watched the Boundless God being captured by Gu An.

Lin Canghai struggled to his feet after falling onto the ruins; his position allowed him to look down at Zhuang Xian.

His gaze was also drawn to Gu An. Even though he had lost his strength and his senses were blurred, he could still barely make out Gu An's hand.

His eyes widened suddenly, and he trembled all over, unable to believe what he was seeing.

"How can it be……"

Lin Canghai trembled all over. The aura of the Wuji God was so powerful that even immortals and gods were suppressed. How could he be captured by someone?

At that moment, his faith crumbled.

Before this, the path to eternity was his pursuit, his hope for survival in a chaotic world.

He believed that the Way of Eternity was stronger than the Way of Heaven, and that eternity was the most meaningful pursuit.

He never imagined that the gods of the Eternal Path would be defeated, and utterly powerless to resist. He knelt on the ruins, as if his soul had been ripped out.

Gu An stood still, letting all the great cultivators see this scene. He wanted the world to know that the Eternal Dao was nothing more than this.

The reason for doing this is that the Eternal Dao will not give up and will continue to bewitch people in the future.

Everyone felt it was absurd and unbelievable to watch the previously arrogant Wuji God struggle in the hands of the mysterious man in white.

After the intense visual impact, they were filled with boundless curiosity.

Who is this person?

Some of the great monks who knew An Zizai became excited, thinking of a certain mythical figure.

Gu An stood there for a while, then withdrew his right hand and disappeared from the spot.

Once he left, everyone's emotions were completely released.

"Hiss—is that all?"

"If I hadn't been suppressed earlier, I would have thought it was an illusion..."

"So powerful, so the myths were real after all..."

"Indeed, when the world is in danger, that being will take action. He does not enjoy worldly power, but cultivates in seclusion. This is the true immortal god."

"This world owes Wushi another debt of gratitude. If that demon had made a move just now, he could have wiped out the Heavenly Spirit World in an instant."

The great cultivators discussed among themselves, and even those who were unaware of Gu An's identity understood, a completely new emotion welling up within them.

They had heard the myth of the Beginningless Master countless times. The Beginningless Master was an incredibly distant figure in their hearts. They would be excited to hear those exciting stories once, but after a while, they became numb to them. Now, when they hear people mention the Beginningless Master, their feelings will not change at all, because they have never seen the Beginningless Master, let alone know how powerful he really is.

Now, seeing the Primordial Ancestor casually suppress the Limitless God, they were shocked. After the shock, they felt a long-lost excitement, which could even be described as worship.

Hearing the commotion coming from all directions, Zhuang Xian came to his senses and turned to look at Lin Canghai.

He saw Lin Canghai standing dejectedly on the ruins, and he immediately flashed to Lin Canghai's side.

"Hand over that demonic artifact."

Zhuang Xian said with a complicated expression, as he drew a sword from his back.

Lin Canghai raised his right arm with a numb expression, and a black flag flew out from his sleeve, which Zhuang Xian caught.

Zhuang Xian scanned the black flag with his divine sense and, confirming that the souls were still there, he breathed a sigh of relief.

“We are old friends. Your mistakes can never be forgiven. The Heavenly Spirit Alliance will not let you go, nor will the families and sects behind these souls. I will personally end your suffering so that you will not have to suffer any more. I hope you will not walk this path again in your next life.”

Zhuang Xian spoke, raising his sword to kill Lin Canghai.

Lin Canghai neither looked up nor dodged, his face full of desolation.

Sudden.

A hand grabbed Zhuang Xian's wrist, preventing him from slashing down with his sword. He turned his head and saw that it was An Zizai who had made the move.

"Grandmaster, what are you doing?" Zhuang Xian asked, frowning.

An Zizai looked at him and said, "I want to take him back to Wushi."

Zhuang Xian said in a deep voice, "If we bring him back to Wushi, how will the world view us, Wushi?"

(End of this chapter)