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Chapter 938: Chapter 930: True Yuan Ancestor’s Trial

The summer sun blazed down upon the mountain peak enshrouded in immortal mist. Wu Xie stood at the cliff’s edge, brow furrowed, his gaze piercing the clouds to look beyond the heavens.

Ever since being threatened by that mysterious Daoist Emperor, despite the assistance of his ancestors allowing him to cultivate at ease, the matter lingered in his heart.

Today, he had a strong intuition.

That Daoist Emperor was coming!

The person was descending from the Outer Heaven of Central Heaven!

An Ascender can only appear for the first time within the world itself; beings coming from outside the world are invariably powerful, capable of conversing with the Celestial Court as unparalleled Great Powers.

Wu Xie pondered how the person would descend.

Would they arrive quietly on the Wushishi Continent, or come with heavenly might, alarming the All Living Beings under heaven?

If it were the latter, Wushi might have a hard time remaining hidden, which was not something Wu Xie wished to see.

Arriving at Central Heaven, although Wu Xie did not venture out, he could sense the fortune of Central Heaven. Coupled with the many stories he had heard, he did not wish to be forced to leave before he truly understood Central Heaven firsthand.

Wu Xie stood on the cliff, lost in thought, the golden lines on his forehead faintly visible, making him appear quite mystical.

At the same time.

The Wushishi Continent welcomed an old acquaintance of Gu An, none other than Martial Resolution.

Martial Resolution had come to the Wushishi Continent by chance. Upon hearing that there were Immortals there, he wanted to visit them.

Ever since the Supreme Demon God was exterminated, after witnessing the massacre of the Human Race, Martial Resolution felt that perhaps the events he saw concealed a greater conspiracy.

Why did the Immortal Gods above not deal with the Supreme Demon God earlier, but only act after the Human Race flourished?

And the Supreme Demon God, acting in such an evil manner, knowing that the Immortal Gods observed humanity, yet remained so ostentatious.

Why was the Son of Heaven the one to deal with the Supreme Demon God?

Coming from the Three Thousand Great Worlds, Martial Resolution was well aware of the struggle for the title of Son of Heaven, so the appearance of Emperor Taihao made him very sensitive.

He could not understand, so he simply chose not to think about it. He did not want to get involved in worldly matters again, only wanting to pursue the Dao.

He had traveled through Central Heaven, visiting many immortals and enlightened beings, benefiting immensely, and he thoroughly enjoyed this journey.

As he took his first step onto the Middle Heaven Continent, a look of disappointment showed on Martial Resolution’s face.

The Spiritual Energy on this continent was somewhat low, and even if there were Immortals, their Dao Practices were likely not very high.

However, since he was here, Martial Resolution would not turn back. Even witnessing the local customs and people here was worthwhile.

He proceeded along the mountain path, with an endless ocean behind him and majestic mountains stretching ahead. As he walked, he scanned the area with his Divine Sense.

He was surprised to discover that the cultivation levels of the beings here were generally lower than outside, yet he did not regard this continent with disdain; rather, it piqued his curiosity even more.

Despite the generally weaker beings, they managed to live in harmony, which was not commonly seen.

In Central Heaven, the law of the jungle was prevalent, so why hadn’t stronger beings come to occupy this land?

Although Central Heaven was vast, as more powerful beings arose, the land without a master naturally became scarce.

At this moment, Martial Resolution seemed to sense something, instinctively turning to see a black-robed man appear on the hill behind him.

This black-robed man, with disheveled hair, resembled a ghost. He was barefoot, holding a bone staff in his right hand, embodying darkness itself. Merely standing there sent chills of terror through Martial Resolution.

Now close to the Heaven Balancing Golden Immortal Realm, even Martial Resolution felt his hackles rise when faced with this person.

Martial Resolution frowned, subconsciously wanting to inquire of the other person.

But the black-robed man took a step forward, directly crossing over to stand in front of Martial Resolution.

The two were less than twenty centimeters apart, their eyes meeting, Martial Resolution’s pupils dilated abruptly, and he instinctively wanted to step back, yet he was enveloped by an unimaginable sense of oppression, unable to move.

Martial Resolution saw the icy killing intent in the other’s eyes.

“Primordial Dao Emperor? Foolish, but your cause and effect are not simple. For now, I’ll spare you. Get lost, or you will be buried along with the All Living Beings of this continent!”

The black-robed man said coldly. As the words fell, Martial Resolution breathed a sigh of relief, stumbling back a few steps, fear etched upon his face.

The black-robed man snorted coldly, turning into a black wind that swept past Martial Resolution.

Martial Resolution instinctively turned to look, only able to see him disappear into the distant forest, unable to trace his movements.

Buried?

Martial Resolution recalled the man’s words, his heart pounding in terror.

Judging from the suppression earlier, he was by no means a match for this person.

He had no cause and effect with the creatures of this continent and naturally would not be buried for them.

All he felt was a sigh in his heart.

Such a harmonious land was about to be destroyed; indeed, every place in Central Heaven was filled with savagery and killing intent.

Martial Resolution stopped thinking about it, leaping into the air towards the distance.

At the same time.

In the forest.

The black-robed man’s neck was held by a hand, raised high, both his hands clutching that hand, a look of fear and despair on his face, entirely different from when he faced Gu An earlier.

“Who… who exactly are you?”

The black-robed man asked with a trembling voice. Facing the person before him, he had no power to resist. The other appeared so quickly that he was captured before he could react.

Gu An held the black-robed man, an amused smile on his face as if discovering an interesting toy. He was too lazy to converse with the black-robed man, directly snapping his neck.

Crack!

The black-robed man’s eyes bulged, and then he quickly shrank, falling into Gu An’s hand, transforming into a crooked-necked wooden figurine clad in black clothes, resembling a puppet.

Gu An hung this wooden figure on his belt, then turned to leave.

As for Martial Resolution’s departure, Gu An felt no regret; he did not want to meet Martial Resolution just yet.

Since the Supreme Demon God was exterminated, Martial Resolution’s mood had remained heavy, and amid such emotions, his limit on life span continued to increase, with his future Dao Practice limit also rapidly rising.

This was Martial Resolution’s own fortune. Before he walked out of it himself, Gu An would not meet him.

After taking seven steps, Gu An arrived at Inch Island.

He stood on the cliff of Inch Island, his gaze fixed on the distant ocean. Under his watch, rolling thunderclouds gathered over the ocean, as if a storm was imminent.

He smiled, tossing the wooden figure hanging from his waist lightly in that direction.

“I give you a test to see if you can pass through him.”

Gu An murmured softly. He spoke of the True Yuan Ancestor.

The True Yuan Ancestor had come because he felt that the Heavenly Dao’s suppression was weak here at Inch Mountain, which would undoubtedly bring some trouble to Inch Island.

However, a meeting of fate was at hand, and Gu An was willing to give him a chance.

This black-robed man was no simpleton; he was a genuine Dao Extreme Daluo Immortal, also a Daoist Emperor.

He was a servant of the creator of the Daoist Emperor, here to force out Gu An, trying to expose Gu An to the Celestial Dao Immortal Gods.

Unfortunately, this creator had underestimated Gu An’s Dao Practice.

As for why he did not dare to show himself, it was because he too feared the Celestial Court; the Heavenly Dao did not allow him.

The True Yuan Ancestor was merely a Heaven-Opening Daluo Immortal, by no means a match for the Dao Extreme Daluo Immortal, so Gu An had laid some plans to force that creator to show himself.

Gu An could directly find that creator, but he hoped even more that the creator would walk before him, to perish in shock and despair—the price for scheming against him.

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