Chapter 1131: Chapter 1122: The Great Dao’s Lament

Meeting Zhang Buku again, Li Ya’s perception was overturned. Zhang Buku recounted his adventures in Chaos and revealed that the reason he became a Saint was because he seized the foundation of a certain Saint from the great battle of Saints. He was not clear on why that Saint fell, but in any case, he obtained it by chance.

After many years of roaming in Chaos, he created his own Tongxuan Venerable Spirit, which is this Yin Yang Red House.

After forty million years of development, the creation of the Yin Yang Red House has reached the Transformation Realm, containing countless worlds inside, where he satisfies all the desires of cultivators while gathering cultivation resources.

The two walked along the street, chatting as they went.

Li Ya discovered that the creatures passing by could not hear their conversation, which made him even more convinced of Zhang Buku’s sainthood.

“Since you’ve become a Saint, what do you need so many cultivation resources for? You can create anything.” Li Ya couldn’t help but ask his inner confusion.

A Saint can do anything, creation is their greatest ability.

The mana of cultivators does not come out of thin air; it is transformed by nature’s spiritual energy, and their insights are derived from the Great Dao, seemingly powerful but actually within the scope of rules.

A Saint is different, a Saint can create a Great Dao, truly transforming something from nothing.

Although Li Ya is not a Saint, he has been guided by a future Saint and has some understanding of the power of Saints.

Zhang Buku’s lips curled up as he said, “The reason I gather resources is not that I need them. I just want them to pay a price. Up to now, I’ve increasingly understood the mindset of Master Gu playing in the Human World. As Saints, we don’t necessarily act for gain; we just want to see changes, see results. In our eyes, everything is predetermined, and the only thing that interests us is seeking variables within those predeterminations.”

These words left Li Ya unable to comprehend. How unimaginable must the strength be to play in the Human World so effortlessly?

He remembered some speculations that in the great battle of Saints, no Saints actually fell. It seemed perilous, but to a Saint, it was without pain. He also asked his future self if any Saints had fallen, but unfortunately, his future self did not answer him.

Now it seems, the Saints might really all still be around, and what the living beings view as a catastrophic disaster might just be child’s play in their eyes.

Gu An summoned his future self and the future selves of other Wushiji Disciples. Could he be merely showcasing his power?

The more Li Ya thought about it, the further his mind wandered.

Zhang Buku said grumpily, “You, don’t speculate about Master Gu like that. No matter what, without Master Gu, we wouldn’t be where we are now. To us, he’s given an enormous favor.”

Li Ya was annoyed. How could this guy always pry into his inner thoughts?

“I’m certainly not questioning him, it’s just that you don’t know him well enough. How should I put it… Anyway, he’s definitely not as carefree as he appears. His many interests… never mind, I can’t explain it to you, you just don’t understand him like I do!”

As Li Ya spoke, he began to wave his hands, fearing that saying too much might let Zhang Buku usurp his position in Gu An’s heart.

Zhang Buku looked at him disdainfully and said, “Truly, you judge a person’s character by your own petty heart.”

“Don’t be so presumptuous, have you forgotten how many times I’ve saved you in the past?”

“All I remember is narrowly escaping death with you, memories filled only with pain.”

“Nonsense, was it always me causing trouble?”

“Was it not?”

“I was just seeking opportunities. Who was it crying to me, saying they must become stronger? Now that you’re a Saint, you’re extraordinary, erasing the past.”

Li Ya and Zhang Buku kept bickering at each other, with a sarcastic tone, yet neither got angry; instead, they grew even happier.

In this way, they felt that their relationship hadn’t changed, even returning them to that feeling of a long time ago.

At that time, they couldn’t even imagine achieving their current heights. Even Immortal Gods seemed elusive and distant. They just wanted to become stronger, to make a name for themselves in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, to live a brilliant life.

At this moment, the Yin Yang Red House suddenly began to rain, but the color of the rain was unusual, glimmering with silver light.

Li Ya raised his head to look, and at the same time, reached out with his right hand to catch it. He sighed and said, “Your Yin Yang Red House is truly extraordinary, to release such a creation? The spiritual energy and Dao Intent here are so rich.”

However, Zhang Buku did not answer him, prompting him to glance at Zhang Buku.

Only to see Zhang Buku’s face was solemn, with a furrowed brow.

“What’s wrong?” Li Ya asked nervously.

Zhang Buku slowly replied, “This is not my creation. This rain covers all Chaos, and the restrictions of the Yin Yang Red House are like nothing against it.”

Li Ya’s expression drastically changed. In his long years, he had encountered many such anomalies. Some were Great Dao creations, blessings for all living beings, while others were Great Powers breaking through, spreading Dao to the world. Regardless of which, they signified that the subsequent Great Dao landscape was about to change.

He looked back at the sky and murmured, “After so long of peace, is it going to be chaotic once more?”

The last battle of the Saints, though still fresh in his memory, was millions of years ago. Millions of years is like the sea as mulberry fields, the change of several eras.

Zhang Buku did not reply, his unease went far beyond Li Ya’s imagination.

As a Saint, Zhang Buku felt it most deeply.

He actually felt the Great Dao wailing!

Such a scene even the great battle of Saints hadn’t presented. What on earth has happened?

…

In the Celestial Court, inside the Palace of the Polestar.

The Celestial Emperor opened his eyes, his gaze burst with golden light, instantly illuminating the dim hall, he looked up with furrowed brows to see a sheet of silver rain penetrating through the Palace of the Polestar, pouring down on him.

He did not evade, nor did he take action, instead, he bathed directly in the silver rain.

The physical body was washed by the silver rain, and the Celestial Emperor felt his Dao Practice increasing. He also heard the lament of the Three Thousand Great Dao, as if some extremely terrifying existence was about to be born.

This silver rain was like a gift from the Great Dao, accurately speaking, it was a self-protection mechanism of the Great Dao, covering all of Chaos, at least within the range he could observe, it was raining silver.

The Celestial Emperor felt uneasy, uncertain whether the Three Thousand Great Dao of Chaos was in turmoil, or if the origin of the Three Thousand Great Dao was uneasy.

At least one thing was certain, Chaos was about to face trouble.

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The Celestial Emperor suddenly sensed the aura of Saints in the Human World, those Saints whom Gu An scattered in the Human World to spread Dao were also alarmed, some even inviting him to go to Outer Heaven to discuss.

He hesitated for a moment, stood up, and disappeared from the hall.

In the depths of darkness, silhouettes appeared out of nowhere, Hongqian Ancestor, and Great Profound Yin Dominator also came.

The Saints turned their gaze towards the Celestial Emperor, based on what Gu An asked them to do, it was obvious that Gu An was grooming the Celestial Emperor, one might even say, the Celestial Emperor was his spokesperson.

“Where is the Patriarch?” Nine Yang Divine Ancestor asked, with brows tightly knit and a heavy tone.

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