Chapter 760 Dark Cult
When Gu An's clone and Hong Yazi went to travel to the underworld, Gu An's original body still maintained his previous pace of life, occasionally looking at the deep red fog outside the sky.
The crimson fog swept across very quickly, but it was very slow compared to the vastness of the Great Dao, and it would not touch the edge of the Heavenly Dao's luck in a short period of time.
It is worth mentioning that the Heavenly Court did not take any action against the crimson fog. Gu An saw many immortals and gods flying into the Lingxiao Palace, and then dispersed together, as if nothing had happened.
Could it be that the deep red fog is involved in some major cause and effect that makes the Heavenly Court dare not act rashly?
Gu An couldn't help but think of Taihao.
I don’t know when the illusory Heavenly Emperor will come out. Perhaps the immortals and gods are waiting for him.
As one of the great thousand worlds was completely conquered by another, the battle for the throne suddenly became extremely fierce, and both camps were blood-thirsty. This was an extremely dark and turbulent period for the Three Thousand Great Worlds.
The greater the pressure of survival, the more likely it is to produce creatures with extraordinary talents.
Twenty-seven thousand years have passed since Jiang Tathagata finished his sermon.
On this day, just after noon, Gu An was taking a nap in the courtyard, lying on a rocking chair, rocking gently.
"I am the True Lord of Heaven. Today I am going to rescue the Demon Emperor. I want to see who dares to stop me!"
A domineering roar resounded throughout the world, startling Shen Zhen who was in front of the refining cauldron and opening his eyes.
Not only her, but all the disciples in the dojo heard it, which made them very curious.
"Qitian? Xiansheng Zhenjun? Have you read your Journey to the West?"
Shen Zhen turned his head to look at Gu An and asked jokingly.
Gu An did not open his eyes, his face was covered by the round fan, he said softly: "Who knows, saving people and shouting, I don't know if it is crazy or stupid."
Chen Zhen smiled and said, "Whether it succeeds or not, at least the people of the world remember his name and know about his act of saving the Demon Emperor."
Gu An raised the corner of his mouth under the round fan, but did not say anything else.
Practitioners from all over the world were indeed discussing the name of Lord Qitian Xiansheng. This guy really wanted to save the Demon Emperor. He felt that he had great magical powers and would definitely succeed. However, before he even met the Demon Emperor, he was suppressed by the monks of the nine religions.
Although the nine major sects have begun fighting, they have never ignored the Demon Emperor. The great monks sent to guard the Demon Emperor do not care about worldly affairs and are responsible for taking care of the Demon Emperor.
After several days of fighting, Lord Qitian Xiansheng was thrown into the Demon Emperor's cave, where they endured days of darkness together.
Speaking of it, this True Lord Equaling Heaven has a connection with Gu An. His ancestor was Haolong who was once raised by Gu An.
Haolong roamed the human world and had already gained a reputation as a god. He would occasionally return to the Wushi Taoist Temple, but most of the time he was wandering around the human world and playing around. He had countless offspring, and he really did not bring shame to the dragon.
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In the dark cave, heavy breathing sounds continued to echo.
In the center of the cave sat a man in white. Even though his clothes were torn, he was spotless and had a refined temperament.
He is the Demon Emperor.
In the corner of the cave, there was a figure curled up, like a terrible python, and the wheezing sound came from it.
"If you are afraid, just kowtow to them and admit your mistakes. There may be a way out."
The Demon Emperor closed his eyes and spoke with an indifferent tone.
As soon as these words were spoken, a demonic aura surged out from the darkness and rushed towards the Demon Emperor.
"Shut up! How could I be afraid!"
A loud shout was heard from it, and the terrifying figure transformed into a man with disheveled hair and walked out.
This man was none other than the True Lord Equaling Heaven, who had two sharp dragon horns on his head.
He looked at the Demon Emperor viciously and said angrily, "The Great Sage Equaling Heaven was suppressed for five hundred years and did not beg for mercy. How could I be afraid?"
"Although I don't know who the Monkey King is, five hundred years cannot be compared to a million years. The patience of that group of people is far beyond your imagination."
The Demon Emperor still didn't open his eyes when he said this.
The Saint Qitian calmed down and asked in confusion, "Why did they keep you locked up for so long? Can't they kill you?"
"Of course. If they could kill me, they would have done it long ago. Maybe God doesn't want me to die."
The Demon Emperor's words made Lord Equal to Heaven even more curious.
"What kind of magical skill did you practice that can't even kill you?"
"You should worry about yourself and how you are going to survive the next thousands of years."
After hearing this, True Lord Qitian Xiansheng came to the Demon Emperor and sat cross-legged, saying: "Although I have never been locked up for thousands or tens of thousands of years, I have also experienced seclusion for tens of thousands of years. At most, I can practice here."
His eyes moved around, looking at the Demon Emperor, who was extraordinary and steady as a rock. He suddenly felt that this might be his chance.
Just like the plots in those mythological stories, those who survive a great disaster will be blessed in the future.
Perhaps he could learn the immortal magic from the Demon Emperor.
Isn’t Sun Wukong in Journey to the West immortal and indestructible? Even the Heavenly Court can’t do anything to him.
The Demon Emperor said nothing more, while Lord Equal to Heaven looked at him, scratching his ears and cheeks, not knowing what he was thinking about.
The days of suppression were far more bitter than Lord Qitian had expected, even desperate.
Never seeing the hope of life would be the ultimate torture.
As the years passed, the excitement and curiosity of Lord Qitian gradually faded away, and he began to become irritable and angry. Eventually, all emotions were wiped out until he became numb.
Another million years passed.
Gu An had just returned from Qianling Palace. When he walked into the courtyard, An Xin quickly came to meet him.
"Master, recently a sect called the Dark God Cult has appeared in the world. They spread scriptures and let mortals believe in the Dark God. They say that darkness and light coexist. Today, the world is still bright and clear, but bones are everywhere and people's hearts cannot be saved. The Dark God will bring darkness to the evil in the world and save the people in the darkness."
An Xin said worriedly, she was very afraid of the Dark Cult.
Gu An asked: "Has this Dark Cult begun to wreak havoc on the world?"
"No, there is nothing wrong with not being able to find the cult. There are just a lot of scriptures that are circulated and confuse people. The immortal sects are busy fighting and fighting for power and profit, and have not taken the Dark God Cult into consideration. But I have deduced that the Dark God Cult is not to be counted. There must be something behind the Dark God Cult."
An Xin said seriously, she stared at Gu An closely, hoping that the master could help her solve her doubts.
Gu An looked up at the sky and said, "The Dark God does exist. He has come and is watching this world."
When An Xin heard this, her eyes widened and she asked, "Where is he? What does he look like?"
Gu An did not answer, but just looked at the sky calmly.
Outside the Tianling world, in the endless darkness, there was a white skeleton sitting in meditation, with its hand bones resting on its leg bones. A ball of green flame was burning in the palms of both hand bones, and many scenes of heaven and earth emerged in the flame, changing rapidly.
(End of this chapter)
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