Free Web NovelChapter 628: Chapter 599: Farewell, Taichu
"The three thousand years have come, you may leave first, prepare for the coming apocalypse!"
Gu Qingyang’s figure emerged, and he calmly spoke.
Upon hearing this, the three thousand cultivators all acknowledged and withdrew.
Closed in seclusion for three thousand years.
Each one, at the very least, entered the fifteenth rank.
Such a significant change naturally filled everyone with confidence.
Indeed.
Though the cultivation has advanced swiftly.
The three thousand cultivators have also shouldered tremendous debts.
After all, attempting to jump from the thirteenth rank to the fifteenth rank in a mere three thousand years without using a large number of Contribution Points is entirely impossible.
"It’s a pity that the requirements for the ascension of an eighth-rank world do not only demand the quantity of fifteenth-rank cultivators but also need over one hundred thousand fourteenth-rank cultivators.
Given the current situation in Cyan Yang Divine Realm, having one hundred thousand fourteenth-rank cultivators is temporarily impossible..."
Gu Qingyang shook his head slightly.
Although Cyan Yang Divine Realm now has three thousand fifteenth-rank cultivators, there are merely thirteen fourteenth-rank cultivators in total.
Meaning.
In the past three thousand years.
Cyan Yang Divine Realm has only produced thirteen fourteenth-rank cultivators.
Ordinarily speaking.
It’s already quite impressive to have thirteen fourteenth-rank cultivators emerge in three thousand years.
Considering normally, breaking through from the thirteenth to the fourteenth rank requires accumulation over more than ten thousand years for even a possibility of breakthrough.
Especially since Gu Qingyang had already swept up those high-level and above thirteenth-rank cultivators, those breaking through to the fourteenth rank in these three thousand years are all rising from the middle-level thirteenth rank.
As one can see.
At present, the cultivation environment of the Cyan Yang Divine Realm is extraordinarily fortuitous.
At this moment.
The Azure Sky trembled.
Above the Immortal Extinction State, space twisted and morphed, with a vast, ancient aura spreading out from the Azure Sky, images of various Dao Rules emerged, and the Immortal Qi of the entire Cyan Yang Divine Realm seemed to be drawn towards the Immortal Extinction State in a frenzy.
This scene.
Caused a stir throughout the Cyan Yang Divine Realm.
"It has finally arrived!"
Gu Qingyang gazed calmly at the Azure Sky above the Immortal Extinction State, the twisted space obscured other cultivators’ views but not his own eyes.
Under the gaze.
Gu Qingyang could see behind the twisted space, where a vast and magnificent Dimensional Space was undergoing earth-shattering changes.
This Dimensional Space.
Was precisely the location of the Path to Immortality.
At this moment, with his strength stepped into the mid-seventeenth rank, no secrets on the Path to Immortality could escape Gu Qingyang’s eyes.
With just one glance.
He saw the end of the Path to Immortality.
There, the chaotic void was nearly dissipated, forming a new world, constructing a renewed Path to Immortality.
The Immortal Path resumes!
This is the change in the Path to Immortality over thirty thousand years.
At the end of the Path to Immortality, there still lies chaos, but if one looks closely, behind the so-called chaos, there stands a bronze gate.
At this moment.
Before the bronze gate, there was an extraordinarily illusory image, guarding there, halting the reemergence of the Path to Immortality and the reopening of the bronze gate.
However.
This effort is futile.
It won’t take long before the chaos thoroughly dissipates, and the phantom will completely collapse.
"Greetings to Saint Taichu!"
Gu Qingyang stepped onto the Path to Immortality and, facing the cultivator before him, cupped his hands.
The powerful being suppressing the bronze gate was none other than Taichu.
This ancient and venerable figure, now truly at the end of his path.
Seeing Gu Qingyang’s arrival, Taichu’s quiet and calm visage finally showed some change.
"Who would have thought I’d meet you once more before my complete dissolution. Alas, the Immortal Path’s reemergence cannot be stopped, and with the apocalypse rising again, it will be a bloody storm!"
"For three thousand years, you have shielded the Lower Realm from the apocalypse, a gratitude the beings of the Lower Realm cannot express in words. Now, as the tide of the apocalypse surges like a flood, hindrance is impossible.
However, today’s Lower Realm is incomparable to the past.
As the apocalypse rises again, I vow the Lower Realm shall not repeat its past mistakes!"
Gu Qingyang declared resolutely.
Upon hearing this.
Taichu then observed the one before him, his face unexpectedly showing a trace of shock.
"Your cultivation... Even I cannot fathom it, indeed, a variable!"
After the shock.
Comes comfort.
Thirty thousand years ago, Gu Qingyang was but an ant he could crush with ease, but now, after thirty thousand years, his cultivation is unfathomable.
Though Taichu is now just a remnant soul about to dissipate, he was, after all, once a Saint who ascended to the sixteenth-rank perfection.
He still possesses the vision he once had.
Even when facing another sixteenth-rank cultivator, Taichu could find the subtleties.
But now, to him, Gu Qingyang appeared like a fog, or as a deep abyss, signifying that his power had reached a terrifying level.
Thirty thousand years.
For an Immortal, it’s but a flick of the fingers.
Whether one can break through a minor realm is always in question.
For someone like Gu Qingyang, with cultivation soaring in thirty thousand years, even Taichu has never seen or heard of such an event, with only the word "variable" explaining it best.
Subsequently.
Taichu asked, "I must inquire, do you have that item with you?"
Upon hearing the question.
Gu Qingyang remained silent for a while, then candidly admitted, "Indeed, it is with me."
"As expected..."
Taichu’s expression eased.
In his view, only such an item could allow for such a powerful transformation in just thirty thousand years.
Subsequently.
Taichu looked at the bronze gate’s location, his expression becoming serious again.
"This is the Immortal Sect, crossing it leads to the Upper Realm. Now, with the Immortal Path resuming, the Immortal Sect will reopen, and the forces gathering behind it are perceivable to me.
Once the Immortal Sect reopens, the Upper Realm army will arrive.
Your strength is immense, beyond my perception, but remain cautious, for the Upper Realm, after endless eras, is unfathomably deep.
I hope you can win this battle, though I am merely a remnant soul nearing its end, otherwise, I would accompany you for another battle!"
Taichu shook his head slightly, seemingly with a hint of regret on his face.
In ancient times.
He once led the powerful into the Immortal Path, intending to counterattack the Upper Realm, but ultimately failed and perished.
Since then, he remained on the Path to Immortality, protecting the beings of the Lower Realm, preventing the reopening of the Immortal Sect.
Eventually.
As the Path to Immortality was about to resume, Taichu exhausted his last remaining strength to forcefully delay the reopening for thirty thousand years.
The resumption of the Immortal Path is immutable, even Gu Qingyang cannot prevent the reemergence now; only Taichu, who once severed and then perished within the Path, could halt its resumption.
Nonetheless.
After thirty thousand years, he is now exhausted.
Upon these words.
Gu Qingyang spoke, "If I could bring the Saint back, would you be willing?"
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