I am devoted to the Tao

Chapter 510 Even if the Immortal Ancestor blocks the way, what does it matter if the Demon Ancestor brings down tribulation?
"I should return to the Azure Emperor what he gave me."

Jiang Chuan's eyes showed a look of emotion. He was able to get to where he is today thanks to the help of the Love Simulator, or rather, the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Fruit.

But for him at his current level, the dating simulator, whose power has reached its limit, can no longer help him.

"Besides, of the three thousand supernatural powers in the Heavenly Emperor's Langhuan Library, I only obtained two thousand six hundred and eighty. Where else can I find the remaining three hundred and twenty if I don't return to the ancient Heavenly Court?"

Taihuang nodded: "This is indeed a troublesome matter. However, if you want to return to the ancient Heavenly Court, I'm afraid it will also be troublesome."

"It's troublesome to break into the Heavenly Court, but it's not difficult to enter it. With my Void Dao, how many people would be able to detect me once I enter the Heavenly Court?" Jiang Chuan was very confident in his strength.

"It's alright with the Azure Emperor, but the Langhuan Library is under the jurisdiction of Princess Yun Yao. What if she attacks you directly when you go to see her?"

The rabbit was still somewhat worried: "Although your current realm is high, your power is far less than when you devoured the sun and moon of all the heavens and myriad worlds. Yun Yao has the semi-spiritual treasure, the Primordial Mirror. In a real battle, you are no match for her now."

hum!hum!hum!
While Jiang Chuan was talking to the rabbit, the Qiong Cang Dao Tree was still absorbing the Qiong Cang Emperor's Dao Laws from Jiang Chuan's body and growing continuously.

Eleven zhang

Twelve feet

Thirteen feet

When the Qiong Cang Dao Tree absorbed all the Qiong Cang Emperor Dao Principles from Jiang Chuan's body, it grew to fifteen zhang in length.

The fifteen-foot-tall Qiong Cang Dao Tree seemed to be formed from the boundless sky, sacred and majestic. Even true immortals and immortal kings would subconsciously feel insignificant in its presence.

“I am indeed no match for Yun Yao now, but I am not without the power to fight back.” Jiang Chuan said, taking out the Yuanxu Blade and Di Yang’s Immortal Emperor Sword.

hum!hum!hum!
Sensing the aura of the Great Dao Principles of the Azure Sky Emperor, the Azure Sky Dao Tree once again extended its roots, piercing towards Emperor Yang's Immortal Emperor Sword, and attempting to seize the Great Dao Principles of the Azure Sky Emperor.

Zheng!
The Yuanxu Blade transformed into a stream of light and flew into Jiang Chuan's Dao Fruit.

Fragments of the world flew out from the Yuanxu Blade. Jiang Chuan's Dao Fruit shone brightly, absorbing the power of the Great Dao of Nothingness, the Dao of Time and Space, and the Dao of Chaos, and refining the fragments of the world.

As Jiang Chuan refined the fragments of the world to expand his Dao Fruit World, the Qiong Cang Dao Tree continued to absorb the Dao principles from the Immortal Emperor Sword and grow continuously.

Sixteen feet!
Seventeen feet!
Eighteen zhang!
When the Dao principles on the Emperor Yang Immortal Sword were completely absorbed, the Qiong Cang Dao Tree had grown to twenty-six zhang.

The towering Qiong Cang Dao Tree, standing twenty-six zhang tall, resembles a vast and continuous world, stretching across Jiang Chuan's head.

As the branches and leaves swayed, the power of the Great Dao, as vast as the sea, poured down from the void, shaking people's minds and souls.

"Come!"

Jiang Chuan uttered a single word, and Di Yang's Immortal Emperor Sword flew into his Dao Fruit. His inner world flew out from the Immortal Emperor Sword and landed in Jiang Chuan's Dao Fruit, where it was enveloped by the power of the Great Dao and gradually merged with Jiang Chuan's Dao Fruit world.

"He devours the sun and moon of all the heavens and myriad realms, and even the Tai'an Immortal Emperor is no match for him. Jiang Chuan has truly become a force to be reckoned with!"

Standing atop a mountain peak in several star regions, Xu Meng gazed upon the various visions of the future and uttered a sigh.

Song Dasheng frowned: "This is a dead end. He is only trying it out with the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Fruit. He will not take this path to prove his Dao."

“That may be true, but it would be very difficult for us to kill him now.” Yuan Bingning’s voice was full of solemnity.

"Jiang Chuan is nothing but an ant who has luckily received a stroke of good fortune! Without the good fortune bestowed upon him by my Twin Saints lineage, he would be nothing at all."

Liu Mingyang said bitterly, "As long as our two factions join forces, we can definitely kill him!"

"Junior Brother Liu is right."

Fu Liyang's voice echoed from the void.

“Fellow Daoist Yuanming is preparing to use the Heart Sacred Weapon to kill him with a thunderous strike! You all go back now to retrieve the Heart Sacred Weapon. Once Fellow Daoist Yuanming and I have gotten rid of these old monks, we will go and kill Jiang Chuan.”

“With Jiang Chuan’s current strength, if he is determined to escape, even if we take out our Heart Saint weapons, I’m afraid it will be difficult to kill him.” Xu Meng felt that it was still not safe.

“If he’s determined to escape, killing him will indeed be difficult. But if he wants to attain the Great Luo Dao, he must go to the Dark Star Sea. As long as we wait for him here, he will definitely come to us willingly.” Fu Liyang’s voice was full of killing intent, and even the void could not withstand it, with cracks appearing.

A cold glint flashed in Song Dasheng's eyes: "Then let's annihilate Jiang Chuan completely in the Dark Star Sea!"

Amidst the turbulent undercurrents of the myriad realms, Qingwei Heaven, having experienced the war that united the two realms, was like a wounded beast, constantly licking its wounds.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Thunderclouds rose above the scorched earth, emitting a muffled sound. Moments later, drops of bluish rain fell from the sky, landing on the blackened ground.

The once lifeless land gradually came back to life.

Xiang Donglai looked at the few blades of grass sprouting from the ground and smiled: "Shuiyue, your Wanmu Dao Palace's Wanmu Cloud and Rain Technique is indeed worthy of being created by the Heavenly Wood Immortal King. If this continues, it won't be long before the Eastern Region recovers its vitality."

"It will take at least ten years."

Nangong Shuiyue wiped the fine sweat from her forehead as she spoke: "The Myriad Trees Cloud and Rain Technique consumes too much energy. As a True Immortal, it takes me a long time to recover after using it once. Now that the Ancestor and the Sect Leader have both passed away, and Elder Yan and the others are in seclusion to heal their injuries, it's too slow for me to do it alone."

"Three years have passed since the end of the great war. Senior Yuan Heng and the Demon Lord should have stabilized their injuries by now."

Meng Luoshu said, "Tomorrow, Ancestor Tianmu and many fellow Daoists from my Wanmu Dao Palace will be buried. They should come. We can explain this to them then. For a Celestial Emperor Realm being, casting the Wanmu Cloud and Rain Technique will be a piece of cake."

Although the great war between the two realms ended three years ago, many immortal kings and true immortals have not yet been buried.

The reason is simple: after the great battle, almost all the Immortal Kings, True Immortals, and even Immortal Emperors returned to their caves to recuperate and heal their wounds.

The remains of the deceased immortal kings and true immortals were merely hastily collected.

Now that the three cultivators have begun to heal their injuries, they are preparing to bury their three ancestral masters and true immortals.

Nangong Shuiyue nodded slightly: "That's what I think too."

After performing the Myriad Trees Cloud and Rain Technique once more, Nangong Shuiyue returned to the Myriad Trees Dao Palace with her friends Meng Luoshu and Xiang Donglai.

The following day, many experts from the three paths came to the Wanmu Dao Palace to pay homage to the Heavenly Wood Immortal King.

"Master Wujin from Ziwei Star City has arrived!"

"Headmaster Lu Jinglin of the Seven Killing Demon Sect has arrived!"

"Master Zhuo Yunsheng of Bamboo Fairy Island has arrived!"

On Wangyu Peak, the curtains that had enveloped the palace gradually disappeared, and Jiang Chuan's tall figure emerged from the palace.

"Wang!"

Taihuang, who was standing next to Jiang Chuan, was very puzzled.

"You came out of seclusion so quickly, it's easy for people to become suspicious. Aren't you afraid that your affair with that tree will be exposed?"

"So what if I'm exposed? At my current level, what's there to be afraid of?"

Jiang Chuan stood atop the mountain, taking in the vast blue ocean. His voice was calm, but there was an undeniable air of grandeur in his tone.

"Even if the Immortal Ancestor blocks the way, or the Demon Ancestor brings down a calamity, what does it matter? It's just a battle." "Jiang Chuan is right."

The rabbit perched on Jiang Chuan's shoulder bobbed its head up and down: "Having reached this level, what is there to be afraid of or wary of? If you're always looking ahead and behind, hesitant and timid, what's the point of cultivating the Dao or attaining the Great Luo realm?"

"Moreover, rather than exposing the Qiong Cang Dao Tree, I now want to see more of the Qingyuan Realm, no, the current Qingwei Heaven, this homeland, and my old friends."

A complex look appeared in Jiang Chuan's eyes. He knew very well that although he seemed to be awe-inspiring throughout the heavens and myriad realms, he had also been pushed to the forefront of controversy.

The Twin Saints lineage will not let him go, and the Nine Extremes Thunder Emperor, who controls the Innate Dao Palace, will certainly want to get rid of him as soon as possible.

Even the Tai'an Immortal Emperor, whom he killed in the simulation, might now be waiting for an opportunity to kill him in one blow!

Given his current strength, if he were to make a move, it would undoubtedly be a thunderous strike!
If he wants to attain enlightenment, he must return to ancient times. The journey there may be safe, but the return journey is not guaranteed.

Shrink to an inch!

Jiang Chuan took a step and arrived at the Wanmu Dao Palace.

The Wanmu Dao Palace today is in a state of ruin compared to when Jiang Chuan first visited.

The giant trees, which were originally larger than the city walls, have almost all collapsed and been destroyed, leaving only a few spiritual ones.

"Jiang Jiangchuan?!"

Nangong Shuiyue, who was greeting guests, was overjoyed to see Jiang Chuan arrive.

"Are you healed?"

“Even Di Yang has been killed, so I can naturally counter his methods.” Jiang Chuan smiled as he walked into Tianmu Palace.

"Jingyang!"

"Fellow Daoist Jiang!"

"Jiang Chuan!"

Upon seeing Jiang Chuan's arrival, Abbot Kongming, Elder Jingzhen, Nangong Chang, Fairy Taisu, and others rose to greet him.

"I, Jiang, greet all fellow Daoists!" Jiang Chuan greeted the crowd with clasped hands.

Then he took three incense sticks, lit them, walked to the center of the Tianmu Palace, and bowed to the Tianmu Immortal King, as well as Changqingzi and thousands of other cultivators from the Wanmu Dao Palace.

"You are all heroes of my Qingyuan Realm, who died for the human race of my Qingyuan Realm! If I can attain the Great Luo Dao, I will surely bring you all back!"

After Jiang Chuan finished speaking, he placed the incense stick in his hand on the incense table in front of the coffin.

"It's not easy to attain the Great Luo Dao, but Fellow Daoist Jiang still has hope."

The voice of the Ancient Demon Lord rang out from behind Jiang Chuan. He held three lit incense sticks, bowed to the coffins of the crowd, and then placed the incense sticks on the altar.

Yuan Heng Daoist, who had arrived long ago, stood aside and slowly said, "Fellow Daoist Jiang does indeed have hope, but this hurdle will not be easy to overcome. Even knowing it's like a moth drawn to a flame, you still have to give it a try."

After speaking, a look of reminiscence appeared in Yuanheng Daoist's eyes, as if he were recalling his past self.

"The worst outcome is simply being buried in the earth."

Jiang Chuan laughed and said that for him, what did it matter whether he was alive or dead?
"Fellow Daoist, you truly possess great spirit!" the Ancient Demon Lord exclaimed.

The funeral of Tianmu Immortal King, Changqingzi, and other Wanmu Dao Palace cultivators went very smoothly. After the three cultivators offered incense, under the supervision of Nangong Shuiyue, the Wanmu Dao Palace cultivators were laid to rest.

After the funeral, Jiang Chuan had a small gathering with his friends Xiang Donglai, Nangong Chang, Meng Luoshu, and others, but did not immediately head to Shanggu.

Xiang Donglai then stated that the Eastern Celestial King would also be buried a month later, and he hoped that all three cultivators would go to bid him farewell.

Jiang Chuan naturally did not refuse, and then he immediately attended the funerals of many of the three ancestral masters, including the Eastern Pole Immortal King, the Red River Immortal King, and the Ten Thousand Beasts Demon Lord.

This continued for several years, until finally it was Bodhi Temple's turn.

Jiang Chuan stood before Elder Jingyun's tomb, looking at the gray tombstone. He recalled the magical treasures he had received from Elder Jingyun and the scenes of being taught cultivation by him. His eyes were filled with sorrow.

“Jingyang, you must be a little surprised. Jingyun has only perished; his soul has not been scattered. There will be a day when we meet again,” Abbot Kongming comforted him.

Jiang Chuan nodded, then instructed Abbot Kongming, "Abbot, I'm going to the ancient timeline. After I leave, the Demon Lord, as a disciple of the Demon Ancestor, will most likely return to the Demon Realm, and Fellow Daoist Yuan Heng will probably leave as well. Fellow Daoist Fang's strength is still a bit lacking; he alone cannot suppress the heroes of the myriad realms. If enemies attack at that time, you should choose to give up Qingwei Heaven."

"You want to go to ancient times?"

Upon hearing this, Elder Jingzhen's eyes lit up: "Jingyang, could you take me with you? You know the Path of Truth I cultivate is too special. I think I might need to see the Heavenly Emperor to advance further."

Considering that Elder Jingzhen was also part of the Azure Emperor's plan, Jiang Chuan pondered for a moment, then glanced at Lu Chenling, An Yunyi, and Chu Qingyi, who had come with her to observe the ceremony: "Then Elder Jingzhen, you can come back to the ancient world with me. However, you will have to wait for me for a few years. I still have some things to explain to Chenling and the others."

After bidding farewell to Abbot Kongming and the others, Jiang Chuan led Lu Chenling back to Wangyu Mountain.

With the blessing of the Qingwei Heaven's origin, Lu Chenling could naturally see future events, so there were some things he didn't need to tell him.

His purpose in bringing the three women back to the otherworld was to use the Myriad Wonders Dao Scripture to impart his understanding of the Great Dao to them, helping them to advance further.

Twenty years later, amidst the reluctant gazes of the three women and Jiang Yingyue, Jiang Chuan left Wangyu Mountain, taking Elder Jingzhen with him into the River of Time to return to ancient times.

Wow! Wow! Wow!

The boundless, endless river of time flows ceaselessly.

Jiang Chuan, stepping on crimson-gold immortal light, led Taihuang and Elder Jingzhen back to ancient times.

“Elder Jingzhen, I’ll put you at the South Heavenly Gate. Palace Master Fang is the reincarnation of the Southern Heavenly King. With his level of cultivation, going back to ancient times and having his divine sense descend upon his past life is not a problem. He shouldn’t make things difficult for you.”

Jiang Chuan instructed, "Wait at the South Heavenly Gate for a while, and someone should come looking for you and take you to the Treasure Light Hall, or somewhere else, to help you advance further."

"how about you?"

Elder Jingzhen was no longer the little cultivator who hadn't yet become a Void Immortal. Having reached his level, he naturally understood the terrifying power of a Great Luo Immortal and that some seemingly accidental events were actually not accidental at all.

"My future is uncertain, so I cannot walk with you."

As Jiang Chuan spoke, the crimson-gold immortal light had already passed through the dark stone tablet that stretched across the river of time.

"The future is uncertain, what's going on?" Elder Jingzhen asked worriedly.

Jiang Chuan's eyes showed a look of reminiscence as he recalled his days chopping wood and picking rice at Bodhi Temple. He smiled and said, "Elder Jingzhen, I hope we will meet again someday."

Before Elder Jingzhen could speak, the crimson-gold immortal light plunged into the river of time.

When Elder Jingzhen came to his senses, a colossal portal, 99,999 feet tall, radiating countless divine rays and shrouded in auspicious colors, appeared before him.

"Who dares to trespass through the Southern Heavenly Gate?"

When Elder Jingzhen was sent to the South Heavenly Gate by Jiang Chuan, he also led the cats, dogs, and rabbits across the void, entering through the South Heavenly Gate, crossing layer after layer of heavens, and arriving at the front of the thirty-second heaven.

(End of this chapter)