If I become a saint, the immortal official will call me to raise horses

The Son of Heaven?

Immortal Lord Yellow Wind?

Hearing these two names, Zhang Bu Ku felt like he was being drawn into a terrifying battle of immortals and gods.

He wasn't afraid, though, because he had no choice.

“Heaven has its own justice; accept divine punishment!”

Divine General Tianzhen raised his great saber, and immense magical power erupted, condensing into a colossal avatar ten thousand feet tall, also wielding a great saber.

Before Divine General Tianzhen could give the order, the avatar swung its saber, as if Pangu was splitting the heavens and the earth, unleashing a dazzling white light that threatened to cleave the universe in two, causing the Great Dao Qi Sea below to churn violently—a scene of magnificent grandeur.

All the heavenly soldiers held their breath, their eyes fixed on the front, the dazzling light illuminating their faces, their expressions so stern.

This wasn't the first time they had seen Divine General Tianzhen take action, so they weren't shocked; it was just that every time they felt the might of Divine General Tianzhen, their hearts surged with fervor and ambition.

They, too, wanted to become such domineering and powerful heavenly gods!

As Divine General Tianzhen's avatar swung its saber, the universe ahead shattered in the white light, and an incomparably huge figure emerged from the darkness, its body wreathed in black gas, even larger than Divine General Tianzhen's ten-thousand-foot avatar, making all the heavenly soldiers feel their own insignificance.

Many heavenly soldiers were frightened. This person's tone seemed to be related to the Heavenly Court, but his appearance was like a chaotic demon, which made them speculate even more about the Heavenly Court.

“Form ranks, exterminate the enemy!”

Divine General Tianzhen's voice, like a thunderclap, exploded, and then he leaped up, taking the lead in attacking the terrifying figure ahead.

Hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers immediately cast spells and began to form ranks, the vast Heavenly Dao Qi Luck gathering together, an oppressive and terrifying aura rising steadily, as if heavenly might was awakening.

…

Time flew like an arrow; ten thousand years had passed since An Zizai returned.

An Zizai cultivated with his heart, and his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, but the path of cultivation was long, and no matter how fast he cultivated in ten thousand years, he couldn't catch up with the other disciples of the Beginningless.

With the experience of those eight hundred years, his Dao heart became more steadfast, and he no longer thought about going out to train. He cultivated diligently every day, which pleased An Xin greatly.

Gu An, however, was somewhat dissatisfied, feeling that An Zizai was no longer interesting.

He began to look forward to his other disciples accepting apprentices.

After An Xin accepted an apprentice, the others did indeed begin to prepare to accept apprentices, but An Zizai's talent was outstanding, and they hadn't found suitable candidates in the Qiankun Sect or the Nine Spirits Continent for the time being, so they were waiting.

The world was vast, and although there were many geniuses, for the Nine Spirits Continent, a genius like An Zizai was rare to find even in ten thousand years.

The days were peaceful, and Gu An occasionally paid attention to the situation on the Great Dao Path. The Hunyuan Dao Emperor was developing better and better, and the number of Path Seekers had already reached three thousand. In fact, there were even more people who wanted to become Hunyuan Dao Emperors, but many died on the road.

On the Great Dao Path, there were also some things that caught Gu An's attention, related to Zhang Bu Ku.

Zhang Bu Ku was shrouded in the Heavenly Court's Qi Luck, making it impossible for him to deduce anything specific, but his range of activity was large, and he would always leave clues, allowing him to see along the way.

The Heavenly Army where Zhang Bu Ku was located was active on the Great Dao Path, fighting in all directions, which had already aroused the fear of many forces.

One of the Hunyuan Dao Emperor's pursuers communicated with others, puzzled as to why the Heavenly Court was so ostentatious, unlike its usual style.

Gu An didn't interfere with the Heavenly Court's actions, as long as they didn't threaten him.

One day, Gu An had just returned to the Beginningless Dao Field. He sat on the cliff, playing with the wooden plaque transformed from the Seventy-Two Immortals of Jintong, his eyes looking at the reincarnation of Immortal Lord Taiyi.

This life of Immortal Lord Taiyi had already lived for ten thousand years. He was a disciple of one of the hundred sects in the human world. His talent could be considered outstanding, and he was experiencing his own life.

The current Immortal Lord Taiyi seemed to have completely integrated into the Great Heaven Spirit World, but his Heavenly Dao Immortal Seat would sooner or later take him away from this world.

Not to mention that the Heavenly Court would come to find Immortal Lord Taiyi, there was also Yuan Luo, the reincarnation of the Chaotic Evil Demon, who had already laid the groundwork for disaster in this world.

Gu An was considering how to face the Heavenly Court.

One day, he would have to make a choice: whether to join the Heavenly Court, or to become an enemy of the Heavenly Court, or to live a life of hiding everywhere.

Just as Gu An was thinking about the future, An Xin appeared behind him.

“Master, can you personally teach Zizai a great divine power?” An Xin asked after bowing to Gu An. The strongest divine power she possessed was the Immortal Emperor Eye, but Gu An had strictly forbidden it from being passed on, and she dared not mention half a word to An Zizai.

“Is that so?”

Gu An said lazily, not really interested in teaching that kid An Zizai.

An Xin came to his side and squatted down, grabbed his arm, and began to act coquettishly, constantly begging him, no longer the dignified and serious appearance she usually had. If An Zizai saw it, he would definitely be dumbfounded.

“Alright, alright.”

Gu An couldn't resist his beloved disciple's coquetry and had to agree.

“It's better to choose a day than to run into it. Let's teach him today!”

An Xin got up in surprise and disappeared on the spot.

After a stick of incense's worth of time, An Zizai, who had changed into a clean robe, came behind Gu An. He respectfully saluted, no longer able to be disrespectful to Gu An as he had been when he was young. Only after experiencing some things did he know how hard-won everything he now possessed was.

And everything he now possessed was brought about by his grandmaster.

Even if his master accepted him as a disciple, it had to be approved by his grandmaster.

“What divine power do you want to learn?”

Gu An stood up, asking as he turned to look at him.

The breeze blew Gu An's black clothes, and he still had a detached and carefree immortal temperament.

An Zizai had already thought about it on the way here, and he replied without hesitation, “I want to learn a divine power that can bring justice to the world, that can powerfully suppress all injustice!”

The corners of Gu An's mouth rose, and he said unhappily, “You're just saying high-sounding words. You just want a domineering enough divine power, right?”

Hearing this, An Zizai scratched his head embarrassedly.

Seeing this action, Gu An was secretly satisfied. This was more like the him from the beginning, not so gloomy and沉沉.

“I recently created a set of palm techniques, which might be able to satisfy you,” Gu An continued.

“Just created?”

An Zizai was a little hesitant, suspecting that his grandmaster wanted to use him as a guinea pig.

Although his personality had changed greatly, his memories hadn't changed. This grandmaster was good in every way, but he just loved to tease him!

Gu An introduced, “This set of palm techniques is called the Myriad Dao Peerless Palm, with a total of seven palms. Mastering the first palm is enough to quell all turmoil in the world.”