Steadily Becoming A Saint, The Immortal Officials Hired Me To Tend The Horses
/ Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses Chapter 113
Chapter 113: Chapter 113: You are not Ancestor Xuan Tian, who are you?
Facing the threat from the man in the purple robe, the three Great Cultivators of the Ji Family remained indifferent and continued their attack, as did the other Unification Realm Great Cultivators from the Supreme Sect, determined to kill him here and now.
“Hmph!”
The man in the purple robe snorted coldly, lifted the spear in his hand, and swept it forward. In an instant, vast Demonic Qi erupted, as if a black streak had been brushed across the painting of the heavens, spanning the sky. The three Ji Family Great Cultivators were sent flying, vomiting blood, their Heavenly Dragon Demon-Suppressing Forms annihilated, dispersing into smoke and clouds.
The three crashed into the mountains like fallen stars from beyond the sky, causing the ground to shake and dust to rise in plumes.
In all directions, eight Unification Realm Great Cultivators shouted in unison. Eight Ancient Bronze Bells floated behind them, from which images of bells also emerged, enclosing a hundred-mile radius. As they cultivated energy, the bell images behind them rapidly expanded, all reaching a thousand feet in height, grand and imposing.
The enormous bell images unleashed a terrifying impact, shaking the space and causing waves to surge through the sky.
The man in the purple robe raised his spear to deflect, vast Spiritual Power erupting, forming a powerful storm around him, resisting the impact from the bell images.
Whoosh—
Amidst the mountains, the sound of something breaking through the air approached the man in the purple robe at an incredible speed. His pupils contracted as he swiftly dodged the attack.
It was a Flying Sword, fast as a streak of light. Its controller was a female cultivator, her red robe fluttering wildly, long hair streaming, and her pure, beautiful face frosty, her gaze at the man in the purple robe filled with killing intent.
The gold ring behind the man in the purple robe rose, emitting golden light that shattered the bell images, causing mountains within a hundred miles to explode, the ground trembling.
Mighty waves of fire rose from the dust, transforming into fire dragons pouncing at the man in the purple robe, who sneered disdainfully.
He suddenly turned and thrust his spear.
Clang—
An earth-shaking collision rang out, the spear striking a three-zhang-tall Great Cauldron. The cauldron, with its sides carved with rare and exotic beasts, exuded a primordial aura. Lv Baitian stood atop the cauldron, unleashing a palm strike, Spiritual Power bursting out like a flood.
The image of a mysterious Xuan Turtle appeared over him, roaring angrily, the terrifying palm wind simultaneously engulfing the man in the purple robe.
Mystic Tortoise Surging Wave Palm!
The palm wind fell from the sky, penetrating the ground as it swept upwards, scattering the dust waves in the world, as if to destroy the entire world.
With a booming sound!
Lv Baitian and the cauldron were blown away, numerous needle-like Spiritual Power spikes piercing his body, his face changing dramatically.
In the violent blast, the man in the purple robe stood like a deity descending to the mortal world, dominating all things.
He looked at Lv Baitian and sneered arrogantly, “Unification Realm Nine Layer, such a pity to die, for this seat…”
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head.
Not only him, but the Supreme Sect's Great Cultivators also seemed to sense something, all turning to look in the same direction.
A thousand miles away, atop a mountain, Su Han stood at the edge of a cliff, gazing into the distance. Noticing the sudden halt in the battle, he frowned, unable to probe into the heart of the battle with his Divine Sense.
“Could the Supreme Sect's side have already lost?”
Su Han frowned deeply, his mind conflicted.
He didn't want to lead the way, but Elder Chi Han had chosen him. Without him, others would lead, so he had to come.
In fact, he did hold resentment towards the Supreme Sect.
As an Outer Disciple of the Supreme Sect, the Sword Sect of the Great Yu Dynasty sought to kill him, yet the Supreme Sect did not protect him, instead forcing him to cripple his cultivation, which left him disappointed.
Despite his disappointment, the Supreme Sect was his first sect on his Immortal Cultivation Path. He didn't want to see the Supreme Sect destroyed but had to accept it since he had joined the Ephemera Sect, which was the only sect in the Immortal Cultivation World that could accept him.
As Su Han was feeling conflicted, a figure flew over his head.
So fast!
Su Han couldn't see who had just passed by, only sensing a flash of a purple-black shadow, as if it were an illusion.
That figure was Gu An!
With Gu An's cultivation, how could Su Han detect him?
He deliberately let Su Han see him, intending to scare him away.
This was his last bit of care as a master.
After passing Su Han, Gu An suddenly accelerated, arriving above the battlefield in one step.
He stopped a hundred feet away from the man in the purple robe, immediately using a Life Span Detection.
[Golden Spirit Venerable (Mystic Heart Realm Second Layer): 1840/4500/4600]
Earning two or three hundred life spans would be acceptable!
Gu An did not act immediately but allowed the man in the purple robe and the Supreme Sect's Great Cultivators to appraise him.
“Heaven-Cutting Axe, who are you?” Golden Spirit Venerable frowned tightly, glaring at Gu An, and asked in a deep voice.
The Supreme Sect Great Cultivators all looked at Gu An. Upon hearing the words Heaven-Cutting Axe, Ji Hantian, who was covered in blood and had just flown up, couldn't help but shout in surprise, “Ancestor Xuan Tian?”
Ancestor Xuan Tian!
All the Supreme Sect Great Cultivators were moved, even Lv Baitian, who stood on the Great Cauldron, looked incredulously at Ancestor Xuan Tian.
Was Ancestor Xuan Tian actually still alive?
“Impossible, you're not Ancestor Xuan Tian, who are you?” Golden Spirit Venerable stared intently at Gu An. Unable to see through the other's true form made him uneasy.
“A thousand years ago, your Ancestor Xuan Tian, who went mad due to Deviation, was killed by our sect's cultivators. His head still hangs on the Nine Nether Road. Who are you really? Have you inherited the Heaven-Cutting Divine Axe?”
Golden Spirit Venerable demanded, gripping his spear tightly, with golden strength energy swirling around it.
Hearing about Ancestor Xuan Tian's fate, the Supreme Sect's cultivators were furious, cursing the Ephemera Sect, while Golden Spirit Venerable remained unfazed, his gaze fixed on Gu An.
Gu An remained silent.
Hmm?
Still can't pretend to be Ancestor Xuan Tian?
Suddenly!
Golden Spirit Venerable thrust his spear, golden light bursting forth, draining all color from the world. A terrifying pressure followed, causing a great windstorm, forcing the Supreme Sect Great Cultivators to retreat. The ruins below collapsed again, as if the apocalypse had arrived.
The scorching golden light caused Lv Baitian's skin to begin to ulcerate, scaring him into immediately cultivating energy. Not just him, but others too.
Luckily, the golden light came quickly and disappeared just as fast. When the golden light suddenly vanished, everyone stared with wide eyes.
Golden Spirit Venerable still maintained his thrusting stance, while the mysterious shadow appeared beside him, the Heaven-Cutting Axe already at his neck.
Golden Spirit Venerable's body stiffened; his face full of disbelief.
How is this possible…?
So fast!
He was in the Mystic Heart Realm, yet he could not capture the other's speed. Most crucially, the unimaginable suppressive force enveloped him, preventing his Spiritual Power from escaping his body.
This was Gu An's Divine Skill, Mystic Yellow Dragon Might!
Mystic Yellow Dragon Might was a Divine Skill realized when developing the Mystic Yellow Dragon Energy Skill. Combined with the suppression of Mahayana Realm Nine Layer, someone as powerful as Golden Spirit Venerable in Mystic Heart Realm Second Layer couldn't resist.
The Supreme Sect's side was entirely subdued by Gu An, an unspeakable fear enveloping everyone.
Regaining their senses, they noticed he used Demon Shadow Divine Skill.
Could Thousand-Autumn Pavilion possess such Great Power?
Gu An held the axe in his right hand, hovering at Golden Spirit Venerable's neck. His left hand raised slowly, slapping away the hairpin atop the other's head, clutching his long hair.
This made Golden Spirit Venerable look very disheveled, utterly losing his previous imposing manner.
“You… My Ephemera Sect Main Lineage is about to arrive. Do you really want to…?” Golden Spirit Venerable trembled, his eyes filled with fear.
But before he finished speaking, with a squelch, Gu An severed his head.
Blood splattered, Golden Spirit Venerable's eyes wide open!
As Gu An wielded the Heaven-Cutting Axe, a terrifying gust of wind swept across dozens of miles, blowing the dust explosively along the way.
Golden Spirit Venerable's neck began to burn with blue flames, igniting his head and neck from both ends.
Golden Spirit Venerable's voice became heavy and hoarse, his Primordial Spirit desperately trying to emerge, but it couldn't.
With a hiss!
Gu An let go, taking Golden Spirit Venerable's Storage Bracelet, then watched the blue flames consume him.
In less than five breaths, with his Spiritual Power dispersed, Golden Spirit Venerable was reduced to ashes, leaving only a heart suspended in the air, still beating.
Mystic Heart!
Gu An grabbed the Mystic Heart, tossing it into his Storage Bag.
He turned to leave.
“Wait, who are you really? Are you here to help us, or do you hold a grudge against the Ephemera Sect? If it's the latter, why not join forces? The Nine Nether Road has already opened, the real catastrophe is just beginning, we must unite!”
Ji Hantian shouted urgently. Others also looked at Gu An, nervous and expectant.
Gu An remained silent but released his immense Sword Intent.
The moment the Sword Intent was released, the sky changed color!
In the distance, shaking flowers, trees, and grasses all froze.
“Fu… Dao…” an old man trembled, his face showing delight.
Before he could finish, Gu An disappeared in a single step.
Ji Hantian stood dazed, falling into a trance.
Sword Venerable Fudao had easily slain the Golden Spirit Venerable. He remembered aggressively pursuing Sword Venerable Fudao once…
His heart was filled with shame and fear.
Fortunately, he was one of their own; otherwise, he would have perished.
At the same time, unprecedented curiosity surged in his heart.
Who was Sword Venerable Fudao?
What was his status in the Supreme Sect?
Outer Gate City.
In an inn, Shen Zhen was drinking, not long after Gu An had left.
Suddenly, powerful auras erupted within the city, causing it to tremble. A battle quickly broke out, startling the other disciples in the inn into leaving.
Shen Zhen looked up, glancing out the window. Above the Heavenly Repair Platform, two cultivators were battling fiercely, the momentum growing. More Supreme Sect disciples landed on the rooftops, forming lines to protect the buildings.
“It's getting chaotic, interesting.”
Seeing the chaos in the outer sect, Shen Zhen wasn't alarmed; instead, he watched with interest.
After a while, Gu An rushed in anxiously, asking, “They're all fighting, why aren't you hiding?”
The Ephemera Sect spies hidden in the Supreme Sect started causing trouble, thinking Golden Spirit Venerable had finished the battle, not knowing he was dead.
From here, the Supreme Sect could handle it, so Gu An only feigned panic.
Shen Zhen took out pen and paper, smiling, “Let's draw together. Whoever draws better, if you can satisfy me, you can have any medicinal herbs you want.”
Chapter end
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