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

All over the world, cracks began to appear, and even the Taicang Continent began to tremble violently.

The Supreme Sect immediately fell into chaos!

Faced with such pressure, they could no longer afford to believe in Sword Venerable Fudao; they instinctively felt panic.

Inside the loft, Shen Zhen was also frightened by this pressure, her face pale. She carefully looked at Gu An and asked, "Who was speaking just now? It wasn't the Demon God from my painting, right?"

Gu An glanced at her and said, "Indeed, it's not the Demon God from the painting, it's someone much more powerful."

Each Demon God Xuanhuang possessed the pinnacle of strength in the Free Immortal Realm. Their combined momentum made it impossible for the Great Heavenly Spirit Land to endure.

The Qi Fortune of schools all over the world began to disperse, mountains and rivers collapsed, and Grotto Heavens were torn; everything was moving towards destruction.

Lava surged from crevices in the ground, driving away the Mortal Spirits, but the Mortal Spirits could not outrun natural disasters; like a flood sweeping over an ant nest, life at that moment became incredibly fragile.

Ji Xiaoyu, Yang Xian Emperor, and other Free Immortals were pressed down by the overwhelming presence of the Demon Gods Xuanhuang as if plunged into the seabed. They seemed to have arrived in the Lower Realm. Looking up, the Demon Gods Xuanhuang stood above the sea, supremely confident, looking down upon them as if viewing ants.

"Damn it..."

The Holy Minister gritted his teeth; he was no longer afraid but angered by the words of the Annihilation God Emperor.

Heavenly Will?

They of the Holy Court were the heaven of the Great Heavenly Spirit Land!

The thoughts of the Yang Xian Emperor were similar to those of the Holy Minister; even in death, he did not want to acknowledge that the other party represented heaven.

What saddened them most was that not just them, but all beings in the Great Heavenly Spirit Land at that moment didn't even have the right to speak.

In front of that voice earlier, were they any different from plants?

"If it really is the Heavenly Will, then tell me why the Heavenly Will doesn't let heaven and earth perish on their own, instead letting these undead puppets come out to slaughter?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded; for some reason, at that moment, all beings in the world felt a sense of relief.

All disasters on earth paused in an instant, only living beings could continue to move; the oppressive force of the Demon Gods Xuanhuang on them was quickly receding.

This voice was Gu An's!

Upon hearing this, An Hao took a deep breath, turned around, and looked towards the figures of the Demon Gods Xuanhuang in the distance, his eyes filled with anticipation.

He wanted to see how his master would eradicate these Demon Gods!

Within the Third Medicine Valley, thousands of disciples turned their heads simultaneously toward Gu An's loft.

Atop the mountain, Long Qing, along with You Yingying, also turned around.

Before Ten Thousand Sword Mountain, Jue Luo Sword Monarch turned, his face showing a tense yet excited expression.

Such a matchless battle was a rare sight!

The entire Supreme Sect suddenly quieted down.

The sub-sect, Ye Lan, Zhen Qin were floating in the air, presiding over the Formation, but upon hearing Gu An's words, they suddenly froze.

"Senior brother."

"Master!"

The two women instinctively looked up at the sky; at that moment, the enormous shadows of the Demon Gods seemed not as terrifying as before.

Far away in the Juhua Sect, Jiang Qiong was equally stunned. She felt fear from the words of the Annihilation God Emperor and was hesitating whether to abandon the Juhua Sect. Then the sound of Gu An's voice arose.

She could not have mistaken it; the voice just now definitely belonged to Gu An! Find more chapters on My Virtual Library Empire

"So it's you, Sword Venerable Fudao. I originally thought you were merely in hiding here, but it seems you have other plans." The voice of the Annihilation God Emperor resounded.

Far in the cosmos, Black City shook violently, and the grand doors burst open.

The Annihilation God Emperor stepped out from the immense black aura as if he had come from the chaotic void, exuding an ancient and vast aura.

"I indeed do not desire to interfere in worldly affairs, but your self-righteous behavior and your words are unacceptable to me. The fate of this world should be determined by this land itself; even if its beings are to die, they should perish under the power of heaven and earth, not by the hands of an outsider like you."

Gu An's voice rang out again, conducting a remote conversation with the Annihilation God Emperor, fearless and even displaying a resolve that stirred the spirits of all beings.

His words resonated deeply with the hearts of the beings.

Indeed!

Why should their life and death be determined by the Heavenly Demon?

Third Medicine Valley, inside the loft.

Shen Zhen looked at Gu An opposite her, extremely excited. Just separated by a table, watching Gu An sitting calmly, sizing her up while conversing with a mysterious enemy capable of destroying heaven and earth, she was so moved that she even wanted to kneel down and worship Gu An.

The scene before her was not difficult to depict, but the impact Gu An had on her made it impossible for her to continue drawing.

Gu An put down the scroll, lifted the Fate Determining Pen, and smiled at Shen Zhen, "Would you like me to write a couple of words for your painting?"

Shen Zhen was still stunned and nodded subconsciously.

Gu An then firmly held the Fate Determining Pen and wrote on the painting.

"If you must interfere, then obliterate the Demon God and come to Outer Heaven to battle with us!"

The tone of the Annihilation God Emperor suddenly changed, filled with oppression. He seemed to tear away his hypocritical facade, transforming from solemn and heavy to wickedly powerful.

Battle in Outer Heaven!

His challenge made all beings in the heaven and earth hold their breath and concentrate.

The beings awaited the response from Sword Venerable Fudao.

After a few moments,

"Good!"

Gu An's voice suddenly rang out, uttering just one word, yet it brought boundless hope to all beings.

At the same time, inside the house, as Gu An wrote down the last character, he swung the Fate Determining Pen forward, and ink flew out, soaring right in front of Shen Zhen.

Shen Zhen subconsciously turned her head, trying to chase the flowing ink.

With this stroke, Gu An utilized his causal power!

The terrifying causal power of Xuan Yuan Zizai Xian swept unnoticed across mountains and lakes, vast oceans and islands, flying past countless birds and through fleeing cultivators and demons.

Located underwater, Ji Xiaoyu, Yang Xian Emperor, and others looked upwards at the arrogant figures of the demon gods, their tension escalating as they awaited the intervention of Sword Venerable Fudao.

Suddenly!

Every free immortal felt a shudder in their soul, overwhelmed by an indescribable fear, and then they witnessed a scene they would never forget.

The figures of the Xuanhuang Demon Gods above seemed to be extinguished by an invisible hurricane, all disappearing in ashes together!

Everything happened so quickly that the free immortals couldn't even react in time.

In an instant, a hundred and twenty Xuanhuang Demon Gods ceased to exist!

Inside the house.

Gu An stood up and walked around the table.

Shen Zhen's gaze subconsciously followed him, and she saw him approach her.

Gu An pointed at the white paper that had appeared on the table without her noticing, smiled, and said, "Can you draw me next? Make sure to depict me handsomely."

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhen instinctively grabbed Gu An's arm, breaking from her fervent emotions. She looked at him and asked through gritted teeth, "Are you confident?"

Somehow, seeing Gu An about to leave filled Shen Zhen with anxiety.

She thought of those heroes in stories preparing for their final moments of glory.

Although she was unclear about who the Annihilation God Emperor truly was or how powerful, it was obvious from his previous words that he did not fear Sword Venerable Fudao.

Gu An smiled, "I'm not confident, but I still need to stand up; otherwise, who will champion this world? Don't forget, you're also part of this world."

He gently broke free from Shen Zhen's hand and walked to the windowsill.

Shen Zhen turned to look, and unexpectedly, sunlight appeared outside the previously dim window, shining directly on Gu An. Under the sunlight, Gu An gradually became ethereal and finally disappeared with the light.

Shen Zhen couldn't help but cover her chest, feeling an indescribable discomfort.

Outside the attic, thousands of disciples who had been closely watching saw Gu An transform into light and leave, leaving them all stunned in place; they instinctively looked up.

A hole appeared in the sea of dark clouds engulfing the sky, and sunlight poured down from there.

Under the Mystic Pure Tree.

An Xin looked up at the cloud hole in the sky, feeling infinite admiration rising within her.

Master, is this the moment you spoke of, "turning the tide"?

Gu An had taught her more than once to concentrate on cultivating, as the significance of diligent cultivation was to turn the tide when faced with crises others couldn't handle; the rewards in that moment would exceed being powerful itself.

Before, An Xin did not understand, what gains would helping others bring?

But now, she understood.