Chapter 135

“Only after going back to the past will future memories appear at specific times.” His pale face was slightly flushed, as if he felt powerless about it.

Perhaps He had used it before, but it was never satisfactory.

Or perhaps He used it on others.

Lingwu lowered her gaze.

Gu Dao could not hide his joy. If he obtained the treasure of the divine realm, wouldn't that mean that this failure would be insignificant, and he could wait for the next life?

As the domain expanded, a golden bracelet gradually appeared in the sky above the human realm, below the immortal realm.

The chains on His hands made a crisp sound, and His gaze toward the ancient road had completely lost all compassion for Him.

"You want to exchange all the people of the world for your becoming a new god?" As He finished speaking, He slightly raised His lowered eyes. "No, you will not be satisfied with becoming a new god."

Otherwise, why would one use all living beings to sacrifice their path to godhood?

Gu Dao tacitly agreed, and Ling Wu had also expected it.

No wonder that on the previous two occasions, Gu Lingwu could only watch helplessly as the world collapsed, and the Heavenly Emperor never made a move.

At this moment, Gu Dao sat cross-legged in a leisurely manner, his face changing again and again, some male, some female, some beautiful, some ugly, just like all living beings.

He wasn't in a hurry. The Heavenly Dao had already perished, and he had plenty of time to wait for the Six Realms to collapse.

When that time comes, he will possess all the fortune of this world, and then he will come back to reclaim these treasures!

Lingwu took out the Amazing Brush, a divine artifact capable of subjugating all treasures below its grade.

The chains binding the Dark Prisoner broke instantly.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Gu Dao stood up, his face full of frost.

The forbidden area remained silent, with boundless darkness pressing down on the sky, vegetation withered, and death permeating the air.

The sky suddenly darkened, and even the white snow could not bring any light; lightning flashed and thunder roared.

Suddenly, a long sword appeared in Gu Dao's hand, aimed directly at Ling Wu's throat.

Lingwu sidestepped, and the Swift Brush in her hand returned to her consciousness. The sword blade grazed her flesh, and crimson blood seeped through.

Blood flowed down the blade and onto the ground, splashing up a blood flower.

The instant his face was slashed, he immediately rose, his eyes, which had been filled with compassion for all living beings, now gleaming with murderous intent.

"How dare you!" The god's words were filled with rage and carried the weight of the law.

Gu Dao felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He looked up in disbelief, then regained his composure. "After millions of years, you don't have much divine power left. It's best to conserve it now."

He ignored her and, barefoot in the snow, handed Lingwu a handkerchief.

He added, "I apologize; it was I who delayed your arrival time."

Ling Wu didn't take it, but instead accepted a snowflake containing black ink, her tone indifferent: "Still not making a decision?"

A woman in a white dress appeared from within a gold bracelet as her pale fingers brushed against it.

Luo Suyi bowed and knelt, her forehead touching the back of her hands.

He pursed his lips slightly, then withdrew the handkerchief.

A small ball of light flew out from her sleeve, circled around Luo Suyi a few times, and then a golden light descended, swallowing the demon realm's supreme treasure within her body.

Then he stared at the Yin-Yang Book in Ling Wu's hand, envious but not daring to move.

Ling Wu raised her hand, and the small ball of light swiftly swept past and was swallowed whole.

The small ball of light, having recovered 20% of its Heavenly Dao power, shone a little brighter.

It all happened in just five breaths, and Gu Dao wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

"The Heavenly Dao?" He wondered why he only had so much Heavenly Dao power; it turned out it had been transformed into a supreme treasure of the Six Realms!

Why did the Heavenly Dao come to His side?

He lowered his eyes slightly, his gaze devoid of sorrow or joy.

I had thought you could be reformed.

Ling Wu's face remained expressionless, and the blackened snow in her hand had not melted.

The snow has been falling for so long; it must be getting really tough for them now.

world

A golden dragon soared into the sky.

"Lord War God, the Imperial City is the foundation of mortal life. If it falls, the mortal realm will cease to exist. I will go to assist the Immortal Venerable first. I beg you to protect this place!" A resounding dragon roar echoed.

As Lu Xuanzhi watched the domain gradually spread to the imperial city, many thoughts suddenly came to mind.

He remembered that it wasn't fate that brought him to this, but rather that after each of Xiao Wu's deaths, a deity had used a divine treasure to help him change his destiny.

"Buzz—" The longsword emitted a slight tremor.

Lu Xuanzhi's white hair ribbon fluttered behind him as he gripped the sword hilt, his clear phoenix eyes lowered to look at the sword in his hand, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

This sword has been with him for tens of thousands of years.

"Clang—" The longsword carried a mournful fighting spirit.

"Neither I nor you have the word 'retreat'!"

Lu Xuanzhi raised his head and looked in the direction of the palace, a smile playing on his lips.

That smile was like a gentle spring breeze, melting away the iceberg.

He twisted his wrist, creating a beautiful sword flourish, the blade flashing with a cold light.

The dragon roared, and the sword's edge was invincible.

The path to immortality is defying the heavens!

Upon reaching the upper realm, he sensed a slight tremor in the ancient path of the domain, and his heart was slightly disturbed.

It's understandable that the Demon Realm has Zhu Yuan, but why the Human Realm...?

His eyes were slightly cold.

"Is Lu Xuanzhi in the human realm?"

Ling Wu merely curled her lips, "I thought the Heavenly Emperor knew."

They knew it, but once they learned that they had gathered the treasure, they forgot about this insignificant matter.

The feeling of being bound by chains for a thousand years completely dissipated. He reached out and grabbed, and the ancient path's body stiffened instantly.

"Since you wish to take it, I will grant you a great fortune." He took the treasure from his own body and handed it to Ling Wu.

Ling Wu knew that he had not yet recovered his full divine power, so she reached out and took it.

The shape of the sundial, as it floats with the golden light, casts a shadow pointing in one direction.

She parted her lips slightly and said, "Then I will bestow this upon the Heavenly Emperor."

"Mortal—"

"good fortune."

As Ling Wu finished speaking, Gu Dao's vision gradually blurred, but a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"No—" Gu Yaoguang spread her arms to protect Gu Dao.

She groaned, blood filling her mouth and she couldn't stop it no matter what she did.

"No...don't hurt me, Father Emperor..." she pleaded, begging the Immortal Enforcer who had once protected her under chains to spare her father Emperor's life.

Ling Wu lowered her eyes, and her lips gradually turned pale.

She lowered her long eyelashes and slightly closed her eyes. "But has anyone ever spared Gu Lingwu's life?"

Ling Wu bent down, her smile radiant, but the gentleness in her eyes was completely gone, replaced by an unparalleled indifference that seemed to curl away everything.

"Time and time again, Gu Lingwu endured the pain of losing all her cultivation and having her immortal bones removed... Your Highness, where were you then?"

"When the so-called Emperor Father, who doted on Gu Lingwu the most, looked down at everything and then swept the chessboard clean, did anyone ever protect Gu Lingwu even a little?"

Gu Yaoguang couldn't understand, but she still felt guilty for some reason because of the indifference in Ling Wu's words.

Unable to speak, she could only shake her head with trembling, beautiful lips.

She didn't seek great love or the admiration of thousands; she only had selfish desires, hoping that her imperial father would one day see her.

For this, she was willing to risk her own life.

Ling Wu ignored her. The sundial's light enveloped the ancient road, and the domain above her head slowly began to fly towards the small ball of light.

Ling Wu took a step, but Gu Dao used his domain circle to imprison her in place for the last time.

His laughter was sarcastic:

"Since I cannot kill you, then I will let your beloved die before your eyes."