There was dead silence on the Immortal Altar.
Gu Changqing stood quietly, like an eternal god, looking inward at the endless power within his body.
The cultivation level of the peak Dao Zun has been completely consolidated.
Those ten complete "Immortal Origins" were like ten eternal suns, floating in the depths of his chaotic body, waiting for him to ignite them.
In his mind, he was still recalling the look from the source of the catastrophe.
Is it interesting?
The corner of Gu Changqing's mouth curled up into an extremely cold arc.
If an immortal is treated as an "investment", how earth-shattering would the returns be?
Just as he was thinking about how to maximize the efficiency of this "investment", the time and space around him froze without any warning.
A figure appeared in front of him quietly and silently.
The figure of the person coming was hazy, but more solid than any previous time, as if he was a real being that had walked out of the long river of time.
He just stood there, and an ancient pressure that surpassed the Dao Master and all the laws of this world naturally spread out.
The Immortal Emperor ancestor of the Gu family.
"good."
The old ancestor's gaze fell on Gu Changqing. His eyes were deep and complex, as if reflecting the birth and death of the era and the end of reincarnation.
He had a hint of approval, and even more of a hint of seeing through the distant fate.
"The sword you used to sever the cause and effect of this world was very good."
Gu Changqing looked calm, nodded slightly, and said nothing.
He knew that the ancestor's arrival at this moment was not just for simple praise.
"Do you know what the ultimate catastrophe is?"
The ancestor's voice was very soft, but it seemed like the sound of Tao from eternity ago, resounding directly in the depths of Gu Changqing's soul.
"A harvest." Gu Changqing said lightly.
"Yes and no."
The old ancestor's gaze penetrated the endless nothingness of the land of the end and looked towards the source of the catastrophe.
"It's more like an inevitable reincarnation, a 'conceptual liquidation' and 'recycling of the origins' of the universe."
"Everything has its end, and the universe is no exception. When an era begins to decay, it needs a catastrophe to completely reshape it and turn it into nourishment for new life."
The old ancestor changed the subject and looked back at Gu Changqing with an unprecedented solemnity.
"And my Gu family is not what the outside world has speculated. We are the guardians of this universe."
A hint of interest finally appeared in Gu Changqing's eyes.
Only the ancestor's voice was heard, slowly speaking with endless antiquity and vicissitudes.
"Flowing in my Gu family's blood is an ancient mark related to 'eternity'."
"We are a seed planted in the last era, or even in the era before that, to cope with this catastrophe."
"The purpose of the Gu family's existence is not to protect, but... to replace!"
These words are enough to make any Taoist master lose his mind.
But Gu Changqing's eyes only showed an increasingly fierce desire to fight.
"The Immortal will not send any more projections." The old ancestor's voice turned cold. "Next time, it may send down a stronger will, or even... part of its true body."
"That will be a desperate situation far beyond your imagination."
"But, that is also your only chance to achieve true immortality!"
"Because only by facing eternity can we plunder eternity!"
The ancestor's words coincided with Gu Changqing's thoughts.
He stretched out a finger and pointed it at Gu Changqing's eyebrows.
There was no transfer of energy, only a series of obscure, ancient syllables that could not be described in any language, which were imprinted into the essence of Gu Changqing's soul.
"This isn't a magical power, nor is it a secret technique. It's an 'eternal spell'."
"Use it to trigger a certain 'rhythm' at the core of the Land of the End. It will guide you to find the true trump card of our Gu family."
"An immortal altar built by our Gu family's ancestors, sacrificing their bodies, souls, and true spirits, by reverse-analyzing the laws of catastrophe!"
"It has only one function."
A sharp light flashed in the old ancestor's eyes, which was enough to freeze time and space.
"Concept transformation, origin plunder!"
"Turn the power of the immortal into your own nourishment!"
Having said that, the old ancestor looked at Gu Changqing deeply.
"And the biggest variable in you might be connected to some fundamental rule of the Land of Ending, a connection that even I cannot fathom."
"Use it wisely, and it will give you returns beyond your imagination when 'investing' in the Immortals."
The figure of the ancestor began to become illusory and gradually faded.
He seemed to have completed his final mission and was about to return to the unknown eternal sleep.
"Go ahead."
"My descendants."
A distant voice echoed in Gu Changqing's heart.
"To become the ultimate chess player in this eternal chess game!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the ancestor's figure completely disappeared.
Gu Changqing stood still, the overwhelming fighting spirit in his eyes had already turned into reality.
The real challenge has just begun.
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