Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses

Chapter 830: Chapter 822 Myth Appears

The question from the Infinite Divine Spirit made the eyes of the Great Cultivators, who were immobilized, sparkle. Although many among them could not turn their heads to look at Gu An, judging from the words of the Infinite Divine Spirit, it seemed that a mysterious powerful figure had arrived.

In any case, the presence of the Infinite Divine Spirit made them feel extremely dangerous. If such an existence met its match, they would have a slim chance of survival.

Zhuang Xian’s heart raced, nervously waiting for the ensuing battle.

After a brief moment of unease, An Zizai’s mindset returned to calm.

He was initially nervous because of the instinctive reaction to the power of the Infinite Divine Spirit. After calming down, he believed the Infinite Divine Spirit was doomed.

No one is a match for the Ancestor!

His gaze, although not as aggressive as that of Taiyi Immortal Monarch and other Immortal Gods, still made the Infinite Divine Spirit uncomfortable.

Did these ants think he would die?

The Infinite Divine Spirit thought displeased, seeing Gu An not responding, he immediately took a step back.

However, an invisible barrier at the Black Gate blocked his steps, preventing him from entering.

He was separated by just one door, yet he couldn’t cross it, completely trapped within the Heavenly Dao.

The Infinite Divine Spirit was greatly alarmed. Without a word, he leaped up, unleashing terrifying mana that plunged the entire Celestial Spirit Great World into darkness.

Everyone was startled by the sudden change, and at that moment, Gu An raised his hand and grabbed across the void, making the dark celestial vault suddenly brighten.

Lin Canghai, who was floating in the air, fell to the ground, and the Black Gate turned into black mist, vanishing without a trace. The terrible pressure enveloping the world disappeared, and everyone felt as if they had landed, regaining control of their physical bodies.

The light and darkness changes just now made everyone a bit dazed.

At a glance, the figure of the Infinite Divine Spirit was already gone.

An Zizai and Zhuang Xian completely returned to their senses, vigilantly scanning the world in all directions.

“Ancestor, watch out, he might pull a trick…”

Zhuang Xian, while searching for the Infinite Divine Spirit, turned around. When his gaze landed on Gu An, he froze completely.

He saw Gu An standing still, raising his right hand. In the palm of his right hand was a small black figure, struggling as if it wanted to escape his palm, but it was blocked by an invisible barrier and couldn’t escape at all.

The figure…

Zhuang Xian recognized the identity of the small figure, his eyes were fixed in astonishment.

An Zizai, hearing Zhuang Xian’s half-finished words, instinctively turned around. When he saw the Infinite Divine Spirit in Gu An’s hand, he too was stunned.

The divine senses of Taiyi Immortal Monarch and the Seventy-Two Immortals of Jin Dong scanned faster, confirming that the Infinite Divine Spirit had disappeared. They then looked at Gu An and, like An Zizai and Zhuang Xian, were stunned.

The world was silent, and more and more people noticed the abnormality of the Immortal Gods. They followed the gaze of the Immortal Gods, and with their vision, even a hundred miles away, they could see the Infinite Divine Spirit in Gu An’s hand.

The sight was unforgettable for them.

The Great Cultivators from various sects stared at the Infinite Divine Spirit captured by Gu An, all wide-eyed, even gasping in disbelief.

Lin Canghai, who had fallen into the ruins, struggled to get up. From his position, he had a clear view of Zhuang Xian.

His gaze was equally drawn to Gu An. Even though he had lost his qi power and his senses were blurred, he could still barely see Gu An’s hand clearly.

His eyes widened suddenly, his whole body trembling, unable to believe what he saw.

“How could this be…”

Lin Canghai trembled all over. The aura of the Infinite Divine Spirit was so powerful before, even the Immortal Gods were suppressed. How could it be captured by someone?

At this moment, his faith crumbled.

Before this, the Eternal Path was his pursuit, his hope of surviving in a chaotic world.

He believed the Eternal Path was stronger than the Heavenly Dao, that Eternity was the most meaningful pursuit.

He never imagined the deity of the Eternal Path would fall, and without any resistance.

Kneeling in the ruins, his whole being seemed to have been drained of his soul.

Gu An stood in place, letting all the Great Cultivators witness this scene. He wanted the world to know that the Eternal Dao Extreme was nothing more than this.

The reason for doing this was because the Eternal Dao Extreme would not give up and would later delude people.

Seeing the previously invincible Infinite Divine Spirit struggling in the hands of that mysterious white-robed man, everyone felt absurd and unbelievable.

After the intense visual impact, unlimited curiosity surged in their hearts.

Who is this person?

Some Great Cultivators who knew of An Zizai became excited, thinking of a mythical figure.

Gu An stood in place for a while, then retracted his right hand and disappeared from there.

As soon as he left, everyone’s emotions were completely released.

“Hiss—Is it over just like that?”

“If it weren’t for the earlier suppression, I would have thought it was an illusion…”

“So strong, myths are true after all…”

“Indeed, when the world faces peril, that being will take action. He doesn’t enjoy worldly power, hiding to cultivate, this is a True Immortal God.”

“The world owes Wushi one more debt of gratitude. If that demon had acted just now, it might have turned the Celestial Spirit Great World to dust in an instant.”

The Great Cultivators were in heated discussions, and those unfamiliar with Gu An’s identity understood as well, feeling a brand-new emotion surge within.

The myths of Wushi, they had heard countless times. Ancestor Master Wushi was an incredibly distant presence in their hearts. Hearing these wonderful stories again, they would be excited, but after a while, they became numb. Now, when people mentioned Ancestor Master Wushi, their feelings did not change because they had never seen Ancestor Master Wushi and did not know how strong he really was.

Now, witnessing Ancestor Master Wushi easily suppress the Infinite Divine Spirit, they felt shock. After the shock came a long-lost sense of excitement, probably even worship.

Zhuang Xian listened to the uproar from all directions and returned to clarity, turning to look at Lin Canghai.

He saw Lin Canghai standing lifelessly on the ruins, immediately flashing beside him.

“Hand over that demon artifact.”

Zhuang Xian said with a complicated expression, drawing a treasure sword from behind him.

Lin Canghai, with a dull expression, raised his right arm, a black flag flew out of his sleeve, which Zhuang Xian caught.

Zhuang Xian scanned the black flag with his divine sense, confirming that the souls were still inside, and breathed a sigh of relief.

“We were once old acquaintances, your mistakes cannot be forgiven. The Heavenly Spirit Dao Alliance won’t let you go, nor will the aristocratic families and sects behind these souls. I’ll end it personally for you to suffer less. I hope you won’t walk this path again in your next life.”

Zhuang Xian spoke, raising the sword in hand, ready to slay Lin Canghai.

Lin Canghai didn’t raise his head or avoid it, his face full of desolation.

Suddenly.

A hand grabbed Zhuang Xian’s wrist, making it impossible for him to bring the sword down. He turned to see it was An Zizai who intervened.

“Ancestor, what are you doing?” Zhuang Xian asked with a frown.

An Zizai looked at him and said, “I want to take him back to Wushi.”

Zhuang Xian said in a deep voice, “If you take him back to Wushi, how will the world view our Wushi?”

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