Within the Gu Zun Palace on Blood Slaughter Peak of the Shallow Mouth Continent. Tu Guozhizijia, ranked seventh among the Great Evolution Fierce Blades, stood at the center of the Supreme Palace's main hall.

The Unforged Blade Intent churned violently within his body. Overbearing blade qi surged and flowed around him, a faint bloody light emanating from his eyes, revealing within them countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood, countless struggling, wailing living beings, and towering columns of great fire, where magnificent royal cities crumbled into ash.

Cultivate ceaselessly, comprehend the Way of Slaughter at all times—this was Tu Guo's life creed.

He firmly believed that Heaven and Creation had birthed him for a specific, inherent mission. He absolutely had to keep cultivating, keep growing stronger, keep accumulating killing intent. Then, he must slay the other forty-eight brothers born from the same source, making himself the true world-destroying Great Evolution Fierce Blade, and annihilate every living thing he laid eyes upon.

Of course, this included that detestable old man Hongjun and his few disciples.

Therefore, he must cultivate, and cultivate diligently. But to cultivate the Way of Slaughter, one absolutely needed bloodshed. There had to be endless carnage.

Kneeling neatly in the main hall were nearly a thousand elite cultivators—those who had cultivated Tu Guo's Way of Slaughter, serving as Tu Guo's Blood Fiend Emissaries. The hundreds of large and small nations across the entire Hundred Battles Continent were controlled by these Blood Fiend Emissaries. Their emperors and kings were merely puppets manipulated by these emissaries.

Exhaling a low, foul breath, Tu Guo concentrated a wisp of blade qi in his chest and roared with low power, “The Great Wild Nation and the Qiu Ming Nation must go to war within three days. Regardless of whether their provisions or military preparations are sufficient—even if their soldiers go to the battlefield armed with kitchen knives, vegetable blades can still kill!”

“Go, assassinate the Third Prince of the Great Wild Nation and frame the Qiu Ming Nation. Rape the Golden Pearl County Princess of the Qiu Ming Nation and frame the Great Wild Nation. Make them start a war within three days, the scale of the conflict must reach one million people, and the final number of soldiers killed must be at least three hundred thousand. Otherwise, an emperor will be replaced!”

Several Blood Fiend Emissaries grinned sinisterly, acknowledged the command, and hastily shot out of the Supreme Palace’s main hall as streaks of blood light.

Less than a hundred zhang from where the blood lights flew out, a massive hand, encircled by purple mist and golden light, suddenly slammed down from the void. The few Blood Fiend Emissaries didn't even have time to utter a single scream of agony before they were vaporized into wisps of smoke drifting away in the purple mist and golden light. The Tu Guo Blades they wore, forged personally by Tu Guo, were also easily melted into pools of blood.

“Who is it?” Tu Guo snorted coldly, his expression unchanged.

Tu Guo had witnessed the divine abilities of that golden-light hand many times in the past. Two of Hongjun’s disciples cultivated Buddhism. Their specialty lay in these divine powers and spells that appeared magnificent yet exuded an uncomfortable golden radiance.

However, in Tu Guo’s memory, Hongjun’s two disciples were basically easy to defeat before they achieved sainthood. Their techniques were inferior to the Three Pure Ones, and they were impossibly poor, lacking even decent protective artifacts. Once, after being struck by Tu Cheng or Yingye, those two were left vomiting blood, collapsing. If Hongjun hadn't rescued them in time, the Buddhist lineage would not exist in the Three Realms.

Did the disciples of those two fellows actually dare to provoke him?

Tu Guo sneered mockingly, “Which high Buddhist monk is here? May I ask what business you have with this poor Daoist? Are you lost, Master, or have you come soliciting alms?”

Fierce killing intent burned in Tu Guo’s heart. He decided that regardless of the visitor’s purpose, he would slaughter them using the most brutal means imaginable.

A long, long time ago, every so often, two or three fearless Grand Unity Golden Immortals would venture into the Chaos Space for trials. Some sought to subdue Chaos Exotic Beasts as mounts, others to gather innate materials, or to seek out Chaos Spiritual Roots. Roughly every dozen Yuanhui cycles, a few unlucky ones would stumble into the Hundred Battles Continent, only to be minced into dumpling filling by Tu Guo.

For reasons unknown these past years, the number of such ill-advised Grand Unity Golden Immortals had drastically decreased. For a considerable period recently, no Grand Unity Golden Immortals had passed by. Whoever was outside, Tu Guo felt, he ought to thoroughly enjoy the encounter.

Gu Xiechen, dressed as an immortal in a Daoist robe and with his hands behind his back, swaggered out of the enormous golden-light Buddha palm and lazily walked to the entrance of the Supreme Palace’s main hall, planting one foot heavily on the threshold, which was a full foot and two inches high.

Carefully examining the construction materials of the Supreme Palace, Gu Xiechen couldn't help but whistle. Just as the Great Reincarnation King had said, they used to construct latrines out of Chaos Primordial Heavy Gold. This Supreme Palace didn't look grand at all, but the materials used were absolute essence in every speck! Take this threshold, for instance—it was entirely formed from sintered 'Great Transformation Divine Clay'.

Hmm, it seemed besides the innate blade intent of the Great Evolution Fierce Blades, he could rake in quite a fortune here.

Gu Xiechen looked at Tu Guo, who was radiating intense blade qi, and smiled with clear delight. These fierce blades had hidden themselves in the Chaos for countless epochs; they must possess many rare treasures. Moreover, with their discerning tastes, they wouldn't bother with ordinary innate materials. This time, he had truly come to the right place.

Chuckling strangely, Gu Xiechen walked slowly into the hall and performed a deep, respectful bow to Tu Guo.

“Senior, this poor monk offers greetings. Heaven cherishes life. Senior forces human emperors to raise armies for the sake of cultivating demonic arts. Warfare is perilous; how innocent are the soldiers who die senselessly? How innocent are the prince of the Great Wild Nation and the county princess of the Qiu Ming Nation?”

Sighing deeply, Gu Xiechen spoke sincerely, “This poor monk has wandered in the Chaos for tens of thousands of years and has purified many villains. I implore Senior to listen to my exposition of Buddhist Dharma for forty-nine days and dispel that strand of fierce thought in your heart!”

Tu Guo grinned weirdly at the incessantly prattling Gu Xiechen. Very good—Middle-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal cultivation. This level was exactly what Tu Guo preferred; the cultivation wasn't too high, allowing him to utterly enjoy tormenting the person without effort. Furthermore, a Middle-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal possessed tenacious vitality, enough to allow Tu Guo to experiment with all sorts of novel tortures on this annoying monk.

In the past, Tu Guo had seen the Two Buddhist Sages when they were under Hongjun, also dressed as Daoists. Tu Guo didn't know that modern monks didn't wear Daoist robes, nor did he know that contemporary monks did not keep their hair long. Tu Guo found it perfectly reasonable that Gu Xiechen, dressed as a Daoist, referred to himself as a “poor monk.”

“Hee-hee!” Tu Guo roared menacingly. “What an adorable little lamb. It’s been a long time since someone came knocking at my door!”

With a great laugh, Tu Guo charged toward Gu Xiechen, enveloped in a chilling blade aura. He stretched out both hands, laughing as he reached for Gu Xiechen’s clavicles.

The clavicle—a vital point on the human body. Even for a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, if one’s clavicles were restrained by magical power, seven or eight-tenths of their strength would be lost, leaving them to the mercy of their captor.

Tu Guo intended to capture Gu Xiechen alive; he didn’t want to kill him immediately upon meeting. Thus, he cautiously controlled the strength in his hands, meticulously restraining the magical power and protective blade light within his body.

Tu Guo feared Gu Xiechen’s body might be too fragile, terrified that a moment’s carelessness might cause him to shatter into pieces, thereby ruining any chance of play.

Just as Tu Guo’s fingertips were about to grasp Gu Xiechen’s shoulder, Gu Xiechen suddenly looked up and gave Tu Guo a strange smile.

Tu Guo froze, and a chill, almost paralyzing, shot straight up from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

A dark, unpretentious seal, wrapped in Xuanhuang Qi, looking just like a heavy counterweight, shot out of Gu Xiechen’s mouth and drifted lightly toward Tu Guo’s face.

Tu Guo instinctively rammed his forehead against the large seal. This was merely a Middle-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal brat, and this seal looked utterly unremarkable, showing no discernible power. As the seventh-ranked peerless ferocious being among the Great Evolution Fierce Blades, his physical body was incomparably tough. Except for a few supreme treasures in heaven and earth, nothing could possibly injure him!

A wisp of blade qi shot out from his forehead, heavily cleaving toward the Seal of All Living Beings. Tu Guo felt smug; his entire body could emit indestructible blade qi. This little bald donkey must be scared unconscious, right? A terrifying existence who could shoot blade qi from his forehead—he had never seen such a thing in his dreams!

Tu Guo smiled, and then everything went black; he lost all consciousness.

Under the despairing gaze of nearly a thousand Blood Fiend Emissaries, the dark, unassuming Seal of All Living Beings smashed onto Tu Guo’s forehead as easily as breaking an eggshell. A flash of blade light appeared and was instantly annihilated, followed by Tu Guo’s entire head exploding.

A few nearby Blood Fiend Emissaries dared to swear that when the Seal of All Living Beings shattered Tu Guo’s skull, they saw the seal transform into a long blade. But they couldn't understand why a long blade would appear from what was clearly a large seal.

What happened next was irrelevant to these Blood Fiend Emissaries. They wouldn't need to ponder these questions anymore.

Gu Bao and Gu Hu charged into the hall laughing, unleashing their four arms in all directions. These Blood Fiend Emissaries, whose highest cultivation was only at the peak of the Celestial Immortal realm, instantly burst into blood plasma upon the slightest touch of their fists, and their very souls were pulverized by the surging tide of punch force.

The Seal of All Living Beings having destroyed the bewildered Tu Guo’s head in one strike, Gu Xiechen spat out black and white flames from his palm, forming a Taiji diagram several zhang in diameter that tightly wrapped around Tu Guo’s body. Pangu’s Sky-Opening Divine Thunder continuously bombarded down, causing Tu Guo’s flesh and blood to splatter until his long blade body was revealed in a short time.

Gu Xiechen unleashed a colossal divine sense, fused from the entirety of the Great Reincarnation King, Soul Cutter, and Spirit Severer’s spirit and intent. The Chaos Bell chimed in conjunction, emitting a massive sound that shook the bloody blade gleam rapidly flashing inside the long blade.

Bringing his hands, shrouded in hazy spiritual light, Gu Xiechen fiercely grasped the long blade and effortlessly pulled a ball of bloody blade gleam from the now mindless body of the long blade—this was precisely Tu Guo’s innate blade intent. Gu Xiechen opened his mouth and swallowed this ball of blade intent in one gulp.

The extreme cold of the Lunar Hazy Flame and the extreme heat of the Solar Blazing Flame cycled rapidly. It only took about ten days to melt Tu Guo’s physical body into a puddle of liquid. The already quite spiritual Seal of All Living Beings actively approached this liquid, slowly absorbing it into the seal body.

A powerful divine thought abruptly rushed out from the melted physical body of Tu Guo, about to fly away through the void, but Gu Xiechen snorted coldly. The Chaos Bell descended from high in the sky with continuous chimes, enveloping that divine thought perfectly. A spiritual light shot from between Gu Xiechen’s brows, and he unceremoniously swallowed Tu Guo’s now mindless Nascent Soul, which was acting purely on instinct, into his Purple Mansion Sea of Consciousness.

After several loud laughs, Gu Xiechen ordered Gu Bao and Gu Hu to loot everything they fancied on Blood Slaughter Peak. He sat cross-legged in the main hall, focusing entirely on fusing Tu Guo’s innate blade intent and digesting the Great Dao insights within his soul imprint.

This time, benefiting from prior experience, Gu Xiechen only took three months to completely digest everything Tu Guo left behind. Gu Bao and Gu Hu had also looted Blood Slaughter Peak clean, leaving not a single blade of grass behind.

His Nascent Soul strengthened by several more percent, his magical cultivation advanced further. He closed the gap on that enormous chasm by another segment. Gu Xiechen, who could increasingly see that chasm, pondered for a while, then reached into the Lunar Profound Pearl and took out a sharp, cone-shaped short sword, materialized from the Lunar Profound Pearl’s essence—a heavenly treasure of the Zhou Tian World.

With a wave of his hand, the short sword transformed into thousands of cold lights that shot out, instantly executing all the nobles across the Hundred Battles Continent who willingly submitted to the control of Blood Slaughter Peak and constantly manipulated the populace into warfare, within the range of Gu Xiechen’s divine sense.

Streaks of golden divine thunder streaked across the sky above the Hundred Battles Continent. The immense sound caused the entire continent to tremble.

The sky was densely covered with auspicious clouds, and enormous characters spanned the void. Billions of citizens across the Hundred Battles Continent simultaneously sensed an overwhelmingly powerful thought—the bloodthirsty devil who had been preying upon and controlling them had been slain by a Heavenly God. From now on, all citizens of the Hundred Battles Continent could choose the life they desired, no longer needing to serve as cannon fodder and flesh on bloody battlefields.

Having settled everything, Gu Xiechen, accompanied by Gu Bao and Gu Hu, departed grandly. The hundreds of nations on the Hundred Battles Continent abruptly lost their supreme rulers. There was naturally a period of initial turmoil. However, after three to five years, the nations on the Hundred Battles Continent had elected new rulers, and the common people indeed lived the lives they preferred, which were far less tempestuous and bloody.

Gu Xiechen traveled through the void with Gu Bao and Gu Hu.

The Great Evolution Fierce Blades lived in seclusion within the Chaos Space, separated from each other by vast distances. The farthest Great Evolution Fierce Blade required Gu Xiechen to spend a full thirty-eight years just traversing the distance to reach it.

After rushing about for over ninety years, Gu Xiechen smoothly slew all the Great Evolution Fierce Blades, collected all their physical bodies and integrated them into the Seal of All Living Beings, and absorbed the innate blade intents of the forty-nine fierce blades, obtaining all the Great Dao insights from the forty-nine Great Evolution Fierce Blades.

Subsequently, Gu Xiechen immediately set off on his return journey without pause. Besides Gu Bao and Gu Hu, he now had four more personal guards.

Gu Xiong, Gu Shi, Gu Jing, and Gu Peng—these were four other exotic beasts Gu Xiechen encountered while traveling through the Chaos Space. Their physical bodies were incomparably powerful, and their cultivation had all reached the peak of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal level. Gu Xiechen bestowed the remaining four Spirit Transformation Fruits upon them, allowing them all to successfully transform into human form.

Leading the six Chaos Exotic Beasts, Gu Xiechen traversed the void for several decades before finally returning to the great tree at the entrance of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths—no, the entrance to the current Nine Heavens and Nine Earths.

Gu Bao and the other five savagely unleashed their great divine powers to seal the entrances and exits of the Nine Heavens and Nine Earths. Gu Xiechen sat cross-legged on the treetop, beginning the final fusion of the innate blade intents of the forty-nine Great Evolution Fierce Blades.

The Seal of All Living Beings, having absorbed the physical bodies of forty-nine Great Evolution Fierce Blades, hovered before Gu Xiechen. A strand of blade qi connected him to the Seal of All Living Beings. A stream of Nascent Soul energy continuously flowed into the seal. Inside the Seal of All Living Beings, a small figure, possessing a fierce expression, surrounded by surging blade qi, lean like a blade, and having an appearance identical to Gu Xiechen, was slowly taking shape.

Starting with the innate blade intent of the Great Reincarnation King, Gu Xiechen recalled the innate blade intents of the forty-nine Great Evolution Fierce Blades one by one.

Subsequently, following the ranking of the Great Evolution Fierce Blades, he pieced together the incomplete laws from these innate blade intents.

Since the formation of the forty-nine Great Evolution Fierce Blades, over countless years, these forty-nine fierce blades had, based on the laws of their innate blade intent, made extrapolations and deductions about the Way of Slaughter that seemed plausible but were not entirely correct.

Some of these ways of slaughter coincided with the true laws represented by the Great Evolution Fierce Blades, while others were completely off the mark, leading into unorthodox paths. For example, the technique Duan Po comprehended—forging the Twelve Yuan Chen Blade Demons using countless flesh and souls—was entirely a deviation into heresy.

Separating the Dao insights realized by the forty-nine Great Evolution Fierce Blades piece by piece, Gu Xiechen carefully merged the forty-nine strands of principles represented by the Great Evolution Fierce Blades into one whole.

Suddenly, the void brightened immensely. Strands of blade qi gently descended from the void. Blade qi crisscrossed around Gu Xiechen; blade qi and blade intent flowed freely around him, nourishing and strengthening his body like the spiritual energy of the natural world. The Pangu True Blood surged, and Gu Xiechen’s physical body began absorbing the immense vital energy within the Pangu True Blood at a speed thousands of times faster than before.

After the forty-nine strands of Great Evolution Blade Intent merged into one, a blade wheel slowly materialized behind Gu Xiechen’s head. The blade wheel was divided into forty-nine layers from the inside out, each layer incredibly complex in structure. Within the wheel, which spanned about a li in diameter, countless minute runes swam slowly, each rune radiating sharp brilliance, resembling countless exquisite little knives.

The blade wheel slowly spun in the void, and a brand-new Heavenly Dao Law, entirely different from the blade intent preserved by the Great Evolution Fierce Blades, gradually emerged from the wheel, merging with Gu Xiechen’s Nascent Soul.

The blade qi in the void vanished, replaced only by the omnipresent bright light illuminating Gu Xiechen.

The sharp brilliance within the blade wheel also disappeared without a trace. The previously dazzling runes now appeared to be cast from bronze. Having endured countless ages, each rune exuded an ancient and magnificent patina, radiating an aura of majestic solemnity and severity.

The blade wheel, barely a li in diameter, almost paused behind Gu Xiechen. One had to observe it with divine sense to notice it was still rotating at an extremely slow pace.

The wheel emitted an aura of severity trillions of times more intense than those runes. This aura resembled an Ancient Emperor’s Hall surviving from the primordial chaos, lofty and supreme, filled with the pressure of an emperor. Anyone facing this majestic aura would feel like a tiny bean beneath a gigantic millstone, liable to be crushed into powder by this very presence, leaving not even dregs behind.

Endless profound mysteries slowly flowed through Gu Xiechen’s mind, and a magnificent Heavenly Dao faintly appeared within his Nascent Soul.

Gu Xiechen’s true self divine sense and his Three Corpses Nascent Soul simultaneously underwent a marvelous transformation. An aura of solemn severity, trillions of times more potent than the imperial aura of Fúyā or Míng, subtly emanated from his true self and the Three Corpses Nascent Soul. This aura of solemn severity was like a blade’s edge, making it impossible to look upon directly.

“Great Evolution Fierce Blades! Great Evolution Fierce Blades! You only believe the Great Evolution Fierce Blades are the Way of Slaughter. How little you know that the true secret of the Great Evolution Fierce Blades is the blade that maintains the balance of the rules of Heaven and Earth, the sharp knife that eradicates anomalies in the world!”

If a malignant sore grew on a person, and a piece of flesh rotted away, what should be done? Naturally, send it to the hospital and excise it with a surgical knife. The Great Evolution Fierce Blades, to this world, were just such a surgical knife.

The light and darkness of the Three Realms are always in balance. If the power of one side overwhelms the other too much, what should be done? Just as if a branch on a flowering tree grows too luxuriantly, affecting the growth of the buds, one naturally must prune the branch with shears so that the tree can grow better. The Great Evolution Fierce Blades are precisely this pair of shears that maintain the balance of power in the world.

If an external object invades the body—for example, a poisoned arrow embeds itself in a person’s flesh—what should be done? Again, the flesh should be cut open with a sharp blade to remove the arrowhead.

If a fierce beast threatens a person’s life, and the beast has already pounced, poised to devour, one naturally must cleave its head with a sharp knife, slay the beast, and protect human life. The Great Evolution Fierce Blades are precisely this sharp weapon that maintains the integrity and independence of the universe where Gu Xiechen resided, eliminating all external objects.

It is born with infinite killing aura, and it possesses endless lust for slaughter. The targets of its slaughter should be foreign objects that threaten the existence and balance of this universe. It is the ultimate tool of judgment for maintaining this universe.

This blade wheel behind Gu Xiechen’s head is the ultimate form of the Great Evolution Blade Intent—the Wheel of Balance.

The Prime Source Star nurtured three hundred and sixty million Primordial Demons, each corresponding to some rule or part of the rules between Heaven and Earth. The forty-nine Great Evolution Fierce Blades represented the Balancing Heavenly Dao, the instrument of judgment and ruling over all anomalies.

According to the rules of the Heavenly Dao cycle, the Great Evolution Fierce Blades should have fought each other after their emergence to finally form true balance! However, the Great Reincarnation King turned evil and was sealed, his physical body evolving into the Blade Wheel Hell. The other forty-eight Great Evolution Fierce Blades, fearful of Hongjun, fled into the Chaos Space for unknown epochs, which inadvertently delayed the birth of the Wheel of Balance.

As the Dao of Heaven today borrowed the hand of Gu Xiechen to bring forth the Wheel of Balance, it was a manifestation of the Dao of Heaven’s rules—rules that were constantly restoring and perfecting themselves, unstoppable by any force.

Not even Hongjun, the representative of the Dao of Heaven, could stop it!

Gu Xiechen slowly raised both hands toward the sky, laughing uproaringly, “Hongjun, so there are things beneath the Dao of Heaven that you cannot control!”

After three loud laughs, a sudden suspicion seized Gu Xiechen out of thin air.

Was it because Hongjun could not control everything under the Dao of Heaven, or was it because Hongjun had left this cosmic space, thus leaving the Dao of Heaven here uncontrolled by him? Or perhaps the Great Evolution Fierce Blade was inherently that unpredictable sliver of rule floating outside the boundaries between the heavens, which is why it was beyond Hongjun’s control?

Gu Xiechen stood stunned, gazing blankly into the boundless chaotic void, his mind churning into a complete muddle.

The Dao of Heaven is infinite; the Dao of Heaven is unpredictable.

Did Hongjun, by abandoning this universe and journeying to that new one, truly come to understand the Dao of Heaven?

Regardless of Gu Xiechen’s doubts and hesitations, his cultivation had undeniably taken a massive leap forward.

That gulf was right before his eyes.

Gu Xiechen’s feet were already standing upon the edge of that gulf. Just one small step, and he could cross it.

But it was also possible that he would never cross it.

In the chaotic space, waves rose and clouds gathered, as boundless chaotic spiritual energy continuously rolled in, pouring steadily into Gu Xiechen’s body, seamlessly transforming into his own magical cultivation. Within him, the Wheel of Balance spun slowly, the energies of Taiyin and Taiyang flowing into it continuously. The Yin and Yang energies mutually generated and annihilated each other, constantly evolving under the harmonization of the Wheel of Balance. Gradually, a miraculous power emerged—a power similar to chaotic spiritual energy yet trillions of times purer.

This strand of strange power incorporated the characteristics of Yin and Yang energy, possessing the all-encompassing nature of chaotic aura. If needed to be hard, it was harder than the very body of the Stone Ancestor; if needed to be soft, it was softer than the first ray of dawn mist; if needed to be blunt, it was more obscure than the sand and stones on the earth; if needed to be sharp, it was sharper than the strongest blade light released by the Great Evolution Fierce Blade.

All-encompassing. Omnipotent. As the will dictates, and as the form desires.

This newly born power was formless, colorless, soundless, and intangible, as if it did not exist, yet it filled his body like the very rules of the Dao of Heaven.

Gu Xiechen felt his spirit instantly uplifted. His divine sense instantly expanded rapidly in all directions, sweeping across all regions of the Nine Heavens, Nine Hells, and Eighteen Directions of Heaven-Realms. Every movement, every grain of sand, every leaf in these eighteen realms was now within the grasp of his divine sense.

From the deepest depths of the Yellow Springs to the highest reaches of the Azure Sky, Gu Xiechen could now clearly perceive the vastness of the Three Realms with a mere glance, seeing the large and the small.

Just one more step, and he would attain the supreme divine ability of the Saint’s Eye, which surveys the Three Realms with a single sweep of the gaze.

Merely that single step remained.

Upon the Abyss of Non-Repudiation in the Boluomimi Realm, the masked monk and his two junior brothers, Langyue and Biyue, suddenly trembled. They all looked up at the sky, the three of them exchanging looks of terror.

After a long while, the masked monk finally grumbled hoarsely, a mixture of jealousy and envy in his voice, “Who is it? Who has actually reached that threshold? Master spared no effort, spending his vital essence to send us back to this realm. After countless years, we are still so far from that threshold, yet who has reached it?”

Langyue and Biyue looked at each other without speaking, both lowering their heads, silently reciting scriptures over and over in their hearts.

Gu Xiechen gazed into the void for a long time, then suddenly sneered coldly. He roared sharply toward the sky, “You lot, have you seen enough?”

He waved his hands casually, cold light, fiery aura, and blade light shooting out from his fingertips. The void thrashed violently, and several muffled groans were heard, with flashes of golden clouds and purple light fleetingly visible in the void in all directions.

An hour later, within the Boluomimi Non-Repudiation Heaven, a monk with a fat head and big ears, along with two strangely formed monks, materialized from the void, their bodies scorched black. The three monks looked at each other, their faces filled with horror.

In the Ultimate Boundless Heaven, the three Immortals including Master Xuandu emerged from the void covered in ice shards, looking wretched. With faces tinged blue and lips purple from the freezing, the three great immortals managed to stabilize their bodies with great difficulty, shaking their heads at each other wordlessly.

The most miserable was Wuyun Xian, who bounced out of the Cold Ice Hell, one side of his body charred and the other frozen solid into ice, spitting blood as he muttered continuously.

“Alas, we are all from the Jie Sect lineage, why be so aggressive toward one another? Why use such force, you brat? Heavens, the Dao of Heaven is unfair! How many years has this child cultivated to possess such magical power and divine abilities? Alas, has this old daoist lived all these years for nothing?” With a casual strike, Gu Xiechen drove away the group of onlookers who were peering at him from the void. He chuckled coldly, casually pointed a finger to break open the passage leading to the lower realms, and headed straight for the Human Realm with Gu Bao and the other six exotic beasts in tow.

With Gu Xiechen’s current abilities, a single casual step allowed him to traverse countless starry spaces, arriving at the periphery of the Spiral Star Domain.

Just in time, he saw a seven-colored rainbow light shooting out from within the Spiral Star Domain, accompanied by the joyful laughter of the Auspicious Heavenly Maiden echoing across the heavens and earth.

“I’m done playing games with you all. It’s been nearly two hundred years. It’s utterly disgraceful that you still haven’t caught me!”

“Hee hee, that Undying Ganoderma spore, I shall accept it happily. Thank you for restoring my full cultivation.”

“When Evil Dragon Saint Lord returns, please tell him I am very grateful for his generosity.”

Gu Xiechen’s expression darkened slightly, and he casually reached out a hand toward the seven-colored rainbow light.

Chapter Two, over seven thousand five hundred characters delivered. I will try for Chapter Three shortly.

If it arrives, it arrives; if not, the Pig Head must have gone to sleep.

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