Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses Chapter 877 - 869: The Celestial Army Descends

"It should be this realm, just for the destiny of this realm to end?"

The man in the white robe muttered to himself, his tone filled with confusion.

He sensed nurous auras approaching, clearly, his arrival had alard the living beings of this realm.

He imdiately vanished into the air, and the black spatial rift he left behind began to shrink. By the ti a group of cultivators arrived, the rift had already narrowed significantly.

"Has soone ascended?"

"Hard to say, the aura just now was terrifying, unlike that of an Ascender."

"Could it be an invasion by Immortal Gods?"

"Unlikely, I’ve heard that when Immortal Gods invade the Great World, they do so openly and even announce their arrival in advance, brazen to the extre."

"How many years has it been? Who knows when Immortal Gods might invade our Celestial Spirit Great World. It’s making uneasy even in cultivation."

The group of cultivators discussed among themselves. Failing to find the man in the white robe, they gave up searching.

Elsewhere.

Gu An brought Sin into the bamboo grove and began teaching him the cultivation technique of the Immortal Emperor’s Eye.

This bamboo grove had been set with a restriction by him, capable of blocking divine sense, ensuring that the aura inside wouldn’t leak out, allowing Sin to cultivate the Immortal Emperor’s Eye in peace here.

Sin indeed had talent in the Immortal Emperor’s Eye, with better comprehension than An Xin. After just a month of teaching by Gu An, he could start to comprehend on his own.

Afterward, Gu An no longer concerned himself with him, continuing on his path of harvesting life spans.

...

The Celestial Army rampaged unchecked, world after world within the Great Thousand Worlds fell, the alliance ford by the Three Thousand Great Worlds stood no chance against the Immortal Gods. Cultivators from the Celestial Spirit Great World who went to battle fled back, bringing with them nurous reports.

They spread the terror of the Immortal Gods, severely dampening the morale of all living beings.

Those dreadful battles made the masses give up hope in resisting the Immortal Gods, replacing it with unease and fear.

The Celestial Army was getting ever closer to the Celestial Spirit Great World!

Year after year passed.

The fearso legends about the Immortal Gods grew, making everyone feel as if the Immortal Gods were closing in.

Under the weight of this terrifying pressure, more talents arose in the Human World, as sects from all sides created montum, portraying the geniuses they focused on cultivating as unparalleled talents born in response to the calamity.

A millennium passed, and the Immortal Gods were not far from the Celestial Spirit Great World. A Great Power proclaid that at the latest, in three hundred years, the Immortal Gods would descend upon the Celestial Spirit Great World.

Against this backdrop, more Outer Heaven Visitors entered the World Gate, so coming to support the Celestial Spirit Great World, others to watch the battle and gather information.

Gu An paid no mind to the turbulent currents in the Human World, instead quietly harvesting life spans, leaving hope amidst the lands bathed in blood.

The cultivation techniques he left behind were all basic Qi Absorption Techniques, which wouldn’t be tainted by his cause and effect.

As all living beings awaited anxiously, the Immortal God army once again bathed a region of the Great Thousand Worlds in blood.

On the rolling thunderclouds above, the Marshal of Heaven stood atop the clouds, hands behind his back, coldly overlooking the scorched earth below, watching mountains collapse with an unchanged expression.

A Celestial God appeared beside him out of thin air and spoke: "Marshal, the living beings of this realm are less than one in ten. Should we proceed to the next Great World?"

"Yes."

The Marshal of Heaven responded. The Celestial God imdiately took out a scroll, unfolded it to reveal the cosmic starry scenery, full of dazzling nebulas swirling, their number beyond estimation, constantly shifting, drawing close at tis, then drifting away, dizzying to behold.

The Celestial God placed the scroll before the Marshal of Heaven, awaiting his selection.

The Marshal of Heaven surveyed the landscape within the scroll, asking, "Has Emperor Xuanqing been born in the Celestial Spirit Great World?"

The nebulae within the scroll symbolized the Great Thousand Worlds, and the Marshal of Heaven only needed to focus on a Great World to insight into this realm’s general cause and effect through Celestial Dao Destiny.

"There are indeed such rumors," the Celestial God replied respectfully.

The Marshal of Heaven waved his sleeve, storing the scroll back with the Celestial God, saying, "This realm originates from the contest of the Son of Heaven, so let’s go to the world where the Son of Heaven was born and give other innocent worlds more ti to breathe."

"As you command!"

The Celestial God imdiately accepted the order and turned to relay the command.

The Marshal of Heaven still stood proudly on the clouds, overlooking the broken earth. Behind him gradually rose golden light, casting his countenance into darkness.

The calamity of the Celestial Spirit Great World was finally coming!

...

In the dim heavens and earth, Zhang Buku ditated atop a mountain peak, fierce winds howling all around, thousands of bolts of lightning interweaving above his head, as if he were in hell.

Suddenly.

Zhang Buku opened his eyes, frowning, raising a hand to cover his chest.

"This feeling... could it be..."

A stern look flashed in Zhang Buku’s eyes, and he instinctively wanted to stand, but a skeletal hand rested on his shoulder, preventing him from rising.

He didn’t need to turn to know who was behind him.

"The Immortal Gods are about to descend upon the Great World I’m from, I can’t just wait!" Zhang Buku said in a deep voice.

The Emperor Bone Profound Venerable, with a terrifying and shocking posture, stood behind Zhang Buku, calmly stating, "What you long for may already be gone, and that world has only brought you painful mories. Why bother? Besides, the Immortal Gods won’t destroy that world, you can naturally go when they leave."

Zhang Buku fell silent for a mont, saying, "There are indeed many painful mories, but it’s the place where I was born, and I once had beautiful mories. I don’t want to watch it perish."

He saw the faces of his father, Master Gu, and Li Ya flash through his mind.

Ti had passed so long, mories of the past had beco distant, but he always wanted to return.

Even if those familiar people were no longer there.

"Now is not the ti to oppose the Celestial Court, your task is to cultivate, to master the Demon God Body as soon as possible."

The Emperor Bone Profound Venerable declared coldly, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

Zhang Buku imdiately tried to stand up, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t rise.

"If you don’t let go, even if I cultivate and succeed in the future, I’ll hold a grudge against you!" Zhang Buku gritted his teeth and said.

The Emperor Bone Profound Venerable passed on cultivation techniques to him, clearly intending to nurture him, but Zhang Buku could never accept the Emperor Bone Profound Venerable, because the Emperor Bone Profound Venerable sought to destroy the Heavenly Dao.

"Your grudge is your own; I don’t care. Bla yourself for not being strong enough now to break free of my restraint." the Emperor Bone Profound Venerable mocked.

"Your world is destined for destruction; I welco you to co seek revenge later."

Hearing these words, Zhang Buku was furious, he was just about to say sothing when everything suddenly went black before him, and his consciousness plunged into emptiness.

...

In the Celestial Spirit Great World, in the depths of the universe.

In front of the World Gate, the Celestial Spirit God was ditating and cultivating.

A golden light suddenly descended, shining upon him, startling him to open his eyes.

He saw at the top of the universe above, rolling thunderclouds, from which a beam of golden light pierced through, descending straight to the World Gate.

The Celestial Spirit God sensed a familiar heat.

This was the Celestial Dao Golden Light!

The vast Celestial Court’s destiny was descending, his complexion changed drastically.

The Celestial Army had finally arrived!