Just as the old patriarch forced me to my death, I achieved the unity of Dao and fruition.

As Gu Changjin stepped into the forbidden area behind the mountain, his vision was immediately obscured by a large expanse of clouds and mist.

This place looks no different from the outside world, except that it is shrouded in thick clouds and mist, and deep in the clouds and mist is a lonely ancient stone platform.

The stone platform was small, grayish-white in color, and covered with obscure array patterns, looking like something that had been there for thousands of years.

Gu Changjin stood in front of the stone platform, his eyes flickering slightly.

"Hmm? This is the forbidden area of ​​the Xuan Yang Sect?"

The sound had barely faded when...

From the depths of the clouds and mist, the voice of True Lord Cangxuan slowly drifted over.

"Junior Brother Gu."

As soon as those three words were uttered, Gu Changjin smiled.

Junior brother? Heh.

Even at this point, you still won't call me "senior brother".

Cangxuan Zhenjun seemed not to notice his laughter, and his voice remained steady.

"Now that you have attained enlightenment and become a deity, it is a great fortune for our Xuan Yang Sect for ten thousand years."

"As the Grand Elder of the sect, I am also gratified."

"All that happened in the past was an internal matter of the sect."

"We both come from the same Xuan Yang lineage, so why cling to old grudges?"

As the clouds and mist shifted, the voice of True Lord Cangxuan came from all directions, carrying a hint of age, as well as a forced composure.

"Yun Qingli was indeed wrong."

"But she was, after all, the sect leader of Xuan Yang Sect, and she worked hard for the sect for many years."

"You crippled her cultivation and stripped her of her position as sect leader, yet I did not pursue the matter further."

"Gu Changjin, you are now a Nascent Soul Dao Lord, you should prioritize the overall situation of the sect."

"The Xuan Yang Sect cannot afford internal strife; all the sects in the Western Wilderness are watching us."

"If you wish, this matter can end here."

"From this day forward, I am willing to assist you in leading the sect and resonate with the Xuan Yang."

These words were beautifully spoken and very frank. From the bond between fellow disciples to the overall situation of the sect and the situation in the Western Wilderness, every word seemed to be for Gu Changjin's benefit.

Even if someone else was furious, they would still have to consider their reputation.

Unfortunately, Gu Changjin wasn't buying it.

Because you, Old Ancestor Gu, have no idea what face is.

He stood with his hands behind his back in front of the stone platform and chuckled.

"Cangxuan".

"It's an honor for you to say so much."

The clouds paused slightly, seemingly surprised that Gu Changjin didn't respond.

Gu Changjin's tone remained calm.

"Your apprentice just now didn't have that chance."

"When I saw her, she had just opened her eyes."

"In the next instant, he was pulverized into a bloody mist by me."

"He didn't even have time to leave a last message."

Deep within the clouds and mist, all was utterly silent.

That feigned camaraderie among fellow disciples completely vanished, along with the overall situation of the sect.

A moment later, a deep, suppressed voice rang out.

"Gu Changjin".

"Are you really going to wipe them all out?"

Gu Changjin said calmly, "Those who are on my little notebook, do they still want to live?"

"Aren't you dreaming a little too much?"

As the clouds and mist churned, True Lord Cangxuan finally revealed himself.

He stood behind the stone platform, his white hair flowing freely, holding an ancient array token in his hand.

That once dignified and composed face was now devoid of any semblance of calm.

There was fear, resentment, and the madness that followed the final tearing of the mask.

"good!"

"good!"

"Gu Changjin, you forced me to do this!"

The words fell.

Cangxuan Zhenjun clenched his fists tightly.

Click!

The ancient array token shattered on the spot.

boom--!

The entire forbidden area behind the mountain suddenly trembled, and the array patterns on the stone platform lit up instantly.

Streaks of grayish-white light emerged from the depths of the earth, spiraling outwards in all directions.

Within a hundred miles, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was forcibly drained away by a terrifying force.

The grass and trees withered and turned yellow, the rocks lost their color, and the last wisp of spiritual energy in the air was swallowed up by that stone platform.

The back mountain of Xuan Yang Sect seemed to have been suddenly dug into a lifeless, dead zone.

The phantom of the Xuanming Guixu Cave Heaven had just appeared behind Gu Changjin when it was forcibly pushed back into his body by the power of this Void Returning level formation.

The Blackwater River disappeared, the Ruins of Return whirlpool fell silent, and the black-robed Taoist who had suppressed the small world also disappeared once again into the depths of the cave.

There was no more magical power left to manipulate in the world.

Cangxuan Zhenjun stood behind the array's core, a dark blue flying sword appearing in his hand.

The flying sword gleamed with a cold light, its blade engraved with intricate Xuan Yang Dao patterns, clearly the natal spirit sword of this Cang Xuan Zhenjun.

As Cangxuan Zhenjun watched the disappearing illusory image of the cave behind Gu Changjin, he finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Gu Changjin!"

"So what if you've reached the Divine Realm?"

"Without the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, you can't open your own grotto-heaven; your magic is even inferior to that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator!"

"This Void Return Killing Formation was originally left behind by our patriarch to trap and kill hostile Nascent Soul cultivators who had infiltrated the sect's territory. I never expected it to be so perfect for you, hahahahaha!!"

"Do you really think that just because you've reached the Nascent Soul stage, you can do whatever you want in the Xuan Yang Sect?"

You're wrong!

You're completely wrong!

He became more and more agitated as he spoke, and the resentment on his face could no longer be concealed.

"On what grounds?"

"Why you?"

"I have cultivated for over a thousand years, guarding Xuan Yang and protecting the sect, progressing from the early Nascent Soul stage all the way to the late Nascent Soul stage."

"I secluded myself in seclusion, ventured into forbidden areas, refined my spirit and strengthened my foundation. I even tried dual cultivation of body and magic in my younger days!"

"But what was the result?"

"Body cultivators find it difficult to advance beyond the Golden Core stage, while magic cultivators are stuck at the late Nascent Soul stage, unable to even touch the threshold of the Divine Transformation stage."

He stared intently at Gu Changjin.

The look in his eyes no longer seemed to be looking at a fellow disciple, but rather at a walking opportunity.

"And what about you?"

"An old elixir of immortality whose lifespan is nearing its end."

"A pawn pushed onto the deathmatch stage by his sect."

"An old geezer who managed to achieve Nascent Soul status by relying on the Gu family bloodline."

"What makes you think you can become a god?"

"Why should I?!"

The chest of the True Lord Cangxuan heaved violently.

His voice became hoarse by the end.

That wasn't just simple anger; it was more like jealousy that had been suppressed to the extreme.

It's like watching someone you should have easily crushed suddenly rise to the top and trample you underfoot, and the resulting twisting and madness arises in your heart.

"But it doesn't matter."

Cangxuan Zhenjun suddenly laughed, his eyes turning slightly red.

"You finally got in."

"The first newly promoted deity in the Western Wilderness in a thousand years."

"Today, you will die by my hand."

"Gu Changjin, perhaps my chance to achieve the Nascent Soul stage lies within you!"

When he said this, the longing in his eyes was almost overflowing.

It's like a beggar who has been poor for half his life suddenly seeing a mountain of gold that has no owner to guard it.

It's like a villain in the shadows, finally finding the opportunity to destroy the genius he admires and envies.

That sense of satisfaction even made Cangxuan Zhenjun's face contort slightly.

He did not immediately use his magic to activate his natal spirit sword.

He did not continue to stand at the center of the formation.

Instead, they walked out from behind the stone platform step by step.

Gu Changjin raised an eyebrow.

"Oh?"

Cangxuan Zhenjun sneered.

"What? An accident?"

"Gu Changjin, do you really think I only know magic cultivation techniques?"

"In my early years, I cultivated both body and magic. Although my body cultivation stopped at the Golden Core stage, in this void of spirits, killing a Nascent Soul cultivator like you who has lost his magic power is enough."

He clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking.

He had already envisioned what would happen next.

He punched Gu Changjin in the face.

Why should I ask this?

Then punch him and shatter his bones.

One more question: On what grounds?

He punched the Nascent Soul Dao Lord, who drove him mad with jealousy, into a pulp.

Then slowly refine his primordial spirit and uncover his secrets.

Thinking of this, Cangxuan Zhenjun felt as if his blood was on fire.

He took a step forward and walked towards Gu Changjin without the slightest hesitation.

Gu Changjin looked at him and suddenly sighed.

There was even a hint of pity in his eyes.

"Cang Xuan."

"Having lived to this age, haven't you ever thought about this?"

Cangxuan Zhenjun paused in his steps.

Gu Changjin said calmly, "Is it possible that a Nascent Soul cultivator might emerge from the Western Wilderness?"

Cangxuan Zhenjun was stunned for a moment.

Then, he felt like he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"A Nascent Soul Body Cultivation?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Gu Changjin, even at this point, you still want to bluff?"

"How many years has it been since a Nascent Soul cultivator emerged from the Western Wilderness?"

"Not to mention those who cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage through body cultivation!"

"Do you think I'd believe something like that...?"

He hadn't finished speaking.

His laughter suddenly caught in his throat.

Because Gu Changjin moved, he calmly took a step forward.

Click!

The specially made stone platform beneath their feet, powerful enough to withstand the aftershocks of a battle between Nascent Soul cultivators, cracked instantly.

Cracks spread from the soles of Gu Changjin's feet in all directions.

next interest.

boom!

The entire stone platform shattered on the spot, and the mountain peak where the forbidden area was located suddenly sank, as if an ancient behemoth had stepped on its spine.

In the void of spirit, there should be no fluctuation of spiritual energy.

But at this moment, a surge of pure and potent blood energy erupted from Gu Changjin's body.

That is the natural formation of qi and blood smoke after the physical body has become incredibly vigorous.

Rumble!

Qi and blood flow like a blazing sun, or a black torrent, breaking through the clouds and soaring straight into the sky.

Behind Gu Changjin, the faint phantom of a ten-thousand-foot-tall Bashe serpent was condensing.

The giant serpent coiled in the sky, its blood-red vertical pupils opening, roaring silently.

It lacked any spiritual energy fluctuations, yet it was more violent, more tyrannical, and more unreasonable than any spell.

That pure and violent aura of power even managed to create several tiny cracks in the Void Returning Array, which was said to be able to lock down Nascent Soul cultivators!

Cangxuan Zhenjun's pupils suddenly contracted.

He stared at Gu Changjin's body, which seemed to be forged from the flesh and blood of an ancient ferocious beast, and his face gradually lost its color.

"No...it's impossible..."

His throat tightened, and his fist, which had been clenched and ready to strike Gu Changjin, now trembled like a leaf, and for the first time, his voice carried genuine despair.

"body……"

"Body cultivation to the Nascent Soul stage?!"