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Chapter 826: Chapter 818 Eternal Divine Power

Great calamity!

Ever since the Ancestor spoke to An Zizai, An Zizai began scrutinizing the disciples with a discerning look.

He realized that his past attention on the Wushiji disciples was too little, although the Ancestor said that it was impossible for all disciples of Wushi to be good, he refused to believe in evil.

He conscientiously screened them, not willing to believe that there truly were fish slipping through the net into Wushi.

If any disciple strayed onto the wrong path, he could rectify it in time.

Constantly following the Ancestor in cultivation was his goal, but if he could keep the Ancestor at Wushi, that would be better for him, for he held deep feelings for the Daoist Field of the Beginningless; after all, Wushi’s current foundation was due to the efforts he exerted with much heart and energy.

In the ensuing days, more and more disciples noticed An Zizai becoming stricter, even setting many hurdles for accepting disciples, causing them to privately speculate on what had affected him.

The news also reached the ears of the second-generation disciples; towards them, An Zizai did not mention the words of the Ancestor, but he did not conceal the matter from the elders.

Upon hearing that a great calamity would appear in Wushi later, the second-generation disciples became solemn because they knew Gu An would not speak carelessly; Gu An’s eyes could see the future, prompting them to heighten their attention towards their lineage’s pupils.

No one hoped for such a calamity to arise from within their own ranks.

In the absence of knowledge across All Heavens and Myriad Realms, the Celestial Court fell into a great battle.

Dressed in a golden patterned white robe, Li Xuanmiao grasped a Divine Weapon, soared through the clouds, surrounded by figures of Immortal Gods. Following their gaze, the edge of the Celestial Vault was an expanse of extreme darkness, resembling the maw of an abyss, ready to devour the Celestial Court. Endless evil demons rushed forth from it, battling the Immortal Gods.

The battlefield was vast and boundless; numerous meteors swept across, attacking the battlefield above the sea of clouds, with various Dharma Aspects emerging one after another, and gigantic Magical Treasures stirred the storm winds of the battlefield.

From afar, Li Xuanmiao recalled the formidable evil demon he encountered when rescuing Li Ya, its aura equally wicked.

It seemed during the dispute of the Sons of Heaven, the Dark Heavenly Court had already begun its invasion.

Li Xuanmiao furrowed his brows tightly; he could feel a powerful aura in that darkness unparalleled, never had he sensed such oppressive momentum, so formidable that it roused his concern for the safety of the Celestial Court.

He had yet to climb to a high position or change the hearts of the Immortal Gods; would the Celestial Court collapse prematurely?

Coming from the Mortal World, he would never believe the Celestial Court was eternally indestructible, for he had witnessed too many ruling forces fall. In his view, no matter how the Immortal Gods embellished it, the Celestial Court was merely a more powerful force than the Holy Court.

He took a deep breath, set aside distractions, and plunged into the battle ahead.

During his flight, he distinctly felt himself passing through an invisible barrier, the battlefield ahead suddenly expanded, deafening rumblings echoed from all directions.

Boom—

A terrifying gigantic fist materialized beside him; his pupils contracted, instinctively raising his Divine Weapon to block, yet he was still struck flying.

During his backward flight, he gritted his teeth and noticed black holes appearing across the battlefield, the giant fist emerging from one such black hole, finishing its strike before retreating back, causing the black hole to vanish.

Crimson lines swiftly appeared on his forehead, his aura surged, as he gripped his Divine Weapon, twisting his waist, he swung and smashed, vast qi flames wreathed the gun’s body, colliding just against another giant fist, terrifying Qi Force vibrated the void, and a meteor a hundred miles away was directly crushed into powder.

Li Xuanmiao was engulfed in the battle, yet his aura and situation amid the entire battlefield were not conspicuous.

Meanwhile.

Gu An lounged in the courtyard, snacking on seeds as he watched events unfold, cradling a book in his hand, feigning reading.

Shen Zhen approached, commenting, “You’re reading Green Hero Travelogue again. How many times must you read it?”

Gu An casually replied, “This is the fourth volume of the original, long time no see, rereading brings new insights.”

Shen Zhen pondered, refraining from further inquiries.

She stood beside Gu An for a while before turning to leave the courtyard.

In recent years, she no longer sat idly in front of the Artifact Refining Cauldron, often venturing out, yet her range of activities was still within the Daoist Field of the Beginningless.

The Artifact Refining Cauldron was extinguished, foretelling that Gu An would not refine new Dao Treasures.

Gu An sat in the courtyard, watching for an hour, before setting down the seed tray, then tucked the Green Hero Travelogue into his bosom. He stood up and stepped forth from the Daoist Field of the Beginningless to reach the depths of the Hidden Spirit Palace.

Deep Sea Dragon Carp established a Dragon Palace in the ocean, returning sporadically, with its clone managing the Medicine Garden here.

He began harvesting mature Medicinal Herbs, with plans to conduct a Life Span projection later.

…

At dusk, on a gorge overlooking the world, two cliffs stood no more than ten yards apart, with a figure upon each; one was notably Zhuang Xian from the Beginningless.

Zhuang Xian wore a black shirt and white clothes, topped with a Daoist Hat, exuding otherworldly charm, the Sword Box on his back lending an aura of chivalry.

He furrowed his brows, gazing at the purple-robed man opposite, sternly stating, “Brother Lin, cease persisting in ignorance. The lives of cultivators are still lives; no amount of merit for Mortal Spirits can justify wanton slaughter of cultivators.”

The purple-robed man’s gown billowed in the wind, his hair was disheveled; on his handsome and bizarre face, hung a cavalier smile, eyes disdainful, he chuckled, “How many years have we known each other? How many times have you implored me? Why implore again?”

Zhuang Xian drew a Treasure Sword from his back, pointing it at the purple-robed man, declaring, “This time, I cannot let you go.”

The purple-robed man shook his head with a smirk, “I’ve heard that sentence countless times, you can’t do anything to me, why persist? Countless are the evil and deviant throughout the world, why stubbornly entangle with me? This time is different from the past, I am soon leaving the Celestial Spirit Great World.”

“Leaving? Where to?” Zhuang Xian asked sternly.

The purple-robed man showed longing, saying, “A place representing eternity, Brother Zhuang, in truth, I wish to take you too, alas our ideals diverge, you are destined not to fulfill such conditions.”

“Eternity? Does eternity require you to slaughter nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine Celestial and Earthly Immortals?”

Zhuang Xian asked sharply, eliciting disdainful snorts from the purple-robed man.

“Not one Cultivator is innocent; it is merely a matter of who has killed more. Can you say you’ve never killed anyone or a demon? Are you truly unashamed in this life?”

The purple-robed man glared coldly at Zhuang Xian, questioning with a twisted expression.

Zhuang Xian snorted, “Unashamed? Hardly. But my shame comes from not having killed such evils sooner!”

With those words, the Treasure Sword in Zhuang Xian’s hand burst forth a sword light, illuminating the world, slashing towards the purple-robed man instantly.

Boom—

The cliff beneath the purple-robed man and the barren mountain behind him shattered, raising terrifying dust waves sweeping to the horizon, but his eyes did not blink.

The sword tip was less than three centimeters from his eyes, so cool were his gazes.

“Thus, Brother Zhuang, today let you feel the disparity between us. This is the first time I exhibit the Eternal Divine Power; should you not exert your utmost, you shall die!”

The voice of the purple-robed man echoed, unleashing killing intent that plunged the entire world into an icy chill.

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