Fantasy: I, the Great Celestial Venerable of the Dao

At the top of Tongtian Peak in Qingyun Gate, the sea of ​​clouds surges.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden stood on the clouds, with divine generals standing solemnly behind her, and golden light cascading down like a waterfall.

The ball of light in her hand emanated an inexplicable aura.

Those were General Fei Peng's sealed memories, and also the last bargaining chip for the divine realm to find its first general.

Dao Xuan Zhenren stood before the Qingyun group, his robes fluttering, his expression as calm as an ancient well.

However, those with profound cultivation can observe it closely.

One could then sense that the air within three feet of him was slightly distorted.

That was the outward manifestation of magical power operating at its peak.

Jing Tian took a deep breath, and Long Kui gripped his sleeve tightly, her fingertips turning white.

"Brother..." Longkui's voice was barely audible.

"Don't be afraid." Jing Tian patted the back of her hand, then turned to Dao Xuan, "Master, your disciple..."

"No need to say more." Dao Xuan smiled slightly. "No matter what choice you make, Qingyun will always be your home."

Remember, you are Jing Tian. Humanity comes first, then everything else.

These words, spoken in a plain tone, caused the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden to frown slightly.

Several of the golden-armored generals behind her were already showing anger.

How dare a mere mortal speak like this before a divine messenger?

"General Fei Peng." The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's voice was clear and cold, like jade striking each other.

"You are both my past and present life; the gates of the divine realm have never been closed to you."

Are you truly willing to abandon your eternal divine status and your comrades who have stood shoulder to shoulder with you for millennia, for the sake of a mere few decades of human friendship?

Jing Tian was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Lady Xuan Nu, you are right."

But you may not understand that it is precisely because this life is only a few decades long that every friendship is so precious.

Gods have lifespans of ten thousand years, so they can wait patiently; but humans only have a hundred years, and once missed, it's gone forever.

These words stirred the hearts of the young disciples of the Qingyun Sect, and Li Xiaoyao couldn't help but shout:

"Well said! Junior Brother Jingtian, isn't our mortal world better than that cold, lifeless Heavenly Palace?"

"Insolence!" A golden-armored general at the peak of the Earth Immortal realm finally lost his temper, his halberd trembling as divine might surged forth.

"How dare a mere mortal speak ill of the divine realm!"

The oppressive force descended as if it were a tangible force, causing the disciples with lower cultivation levels on Tongtian Peak to turn pale instantly.

Li Xiaoyao groaned, feeling as if he had been struck hard in the chest.

However, that oppressive aura lasted only a moment.

Dao Xuan didn't even move, he just glanced at the divine general.

"boom!"

An invisible wave of energy surged back, and the divine general retreated three steps. The halberd in his hand hummed, and several fine cracks appeared on the halberd!

The entire room fell silent.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's pupils contracted slightly. She knew that the Dao was unfathomable.

But I never expected it to come to this. With just a glance, the divine general's natal weapon was damaged!

"Your cultivation is truly remarkable."

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's voice remained calm, but the coldness within it deepened.

"But I wonder if the True Man is aware of the consequences of making an enemy of the divine realm?"

"To be an enemy?" Dao Xuan shook his head slightly, his sleeves fluttering in the wind. "You are mistaken, Mystic Maiden."

The Qingyun Sect has never been an enemy of the God Realm; it is simply that our disciples have the right to choose.

If the divine realm wants to use its power to oppress people…

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden and the group of divine generals: "Although the Azure Cloud Sect is small, it is not to be feared."

As the last word was uttered, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on Tongtian Peak suddenly began to swirl.

It was not a violent sweep, but a gentle, flowing motion.

But everyone sensed that beneath this calm lay a power capable of overturning heaven and earth.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden was secretly alarmed. When she came on the orders of the Heavenly Emperor, she had received personal instructions from Fuxi:

"Dao Xuan is an unfathomable man; we must not start a war lightly."

Now that I have seen it for myself, I know that what the Heavenly Emperor said was true.

"General Fei Peng." The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden ignored Dao Xuan and turned to look at Jing Tian.

"Have you thought it through? If you refuse to return to the realm of gods today..."

This completely severs the path to divinity. In future reincarnations, there will be no chance of becoming a god again.

Just as Jing Tian was about to answer, the ball of light in the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's hand suddenly shone brightly: "Moreover, can you really abandon Xi Yao?"

Upon hearing this name, Jing Tian's body jolted violently.

A scene appeared in the ball of light: beneath the divine tree, a woman in white looked up at the sky.

Her face was as gentle as the moon, but her eyes were filled with eternal loneliness.

That was Xi Yao, the guardian goddess of the divine realm, and General Fei Peng's only confidante in the divine realm.

"For your sake, Sister Xi Yao secretly took the fruit of the divine tree to create humans and descend to the mortal realm, violating the heavenly rules."

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's voice carried a hint of a sigh.

"Now she is imprisoned at the root of the divine tree, suffering the torment of divine fire burning her heart day and night."

If you return to the realm of gods, she may be released; if you insist on remaining human…”

She didn't finish her sentence, but everyone understood the unspoken meaning.

Jing Tian clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms.

Longkui looked at his trembling shoulders, her heart breaking.

Just then, Dao Xuan suddenly reached out.

The ball of light was beyond the control of the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden and flew straight into Dao Xuan's palm.

"Master!" Jing Tian exclaimed.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's expression finally changed: "What does the True Person mean by this?"

"The inheritance of memories is no small matter." Dao Xuan's gaze fell on the ball of light, his voice calm.

"As Master Jingtian, I must supervise my disciple."

Before the words were even finished, a vast ocean of spiritual energy and primordial spirit power surged into the ball of light.

The purity of that power caused countless fine Dao patterns to appear on the surface of the light cluster.

That was Dao Xuan using his supreme Daoist methods to analyze the mysteries within, checking for any hidden tricks.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden tried to stop it, but found herself locked in by an invisible aura.

The aura wasn't sharp, but it was as vast as heaven and earth, making her unable to muster any will to resist.

Before the divine mirror, the gods of the divine realm were in uproar.

"Arrogant!"

"How dare you pry into the Heavenly Emperor's seal!"

"This man deserves to be executed!"

On the throne, Fuxi kept his eyes closed, but the fingers on the armrests tightened slightly.

Three breaths later, Dao Xuan withdrew his power and pressed the ball of light into Jing Tian's brow: "I will protect you, just accept it with peace of mind."

The ball of light entered his body, and Jing Tian's entire body trembled violently.

Memories come rushing in like a torrent…

At the Heavenly Gate of the Divine Realm, he stood holding a sword, his silver armor reflecting the sun and moon;

Demon Lord Chonglou fought him until the sky darkened, a battle that brought him the exhilaration of meeting his match.

And then there was Xi Yao, who was healing him under the divine tree, whispering, "Fei Peng, don't push yourself so hard next time..."

For thousands of years, the life of the god Fei Peng unfolded in consciousness.

Those glories, those moments of solitude, those unseen, tender moments...

time flies.

One stick of incense, two sticks of incense.

Everyone held their breath and waited.

The goddess of the Nine Heavens Mystic Goddess remained calm, but her hand hidden in her sleeve had already formed a magic seal.

The gods before the mirror stared intently.

Finally, Jing Tian opened his eyes.

In that instant, his entire demeanor changed completely.

He was no longer the clever but slightly unruly young man from Yong'an Pawnshop.

Rather, he is the number one divine general who has fought countless battles and looks down upon the six realms.

Those eyes held the shimmering light of stars and the vicissitudes of time.

Dao Xuan's heart sank.

A barely perceptible smile appeared on the lips of the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden: "General Fei Peng, welcome back."