Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses

Chapter 1136: Chapter 1127: The Entire Great Dao

“Are you Wushi?”

Wanyin Demon Venerable gazed up at Gu An, who stood aloft, and asked coldly. Although they hailed from different Dao Universes, the meaning in his words transcended the myriad Daos, reaching Gu An’s ears.

His battle will and intent to kill were brewing inside, almost bursting out.

For Wanyin Demon Venerable, protecting the Great Dao was insignificant; he came because this calamity would bring a colossal creation, a chance he needed to ascend to a higher realm.

Gu An looked down at him without speaking.

Such an attitude infuriated Wanyin Demon Venerable, a cold gleam flickering in his eyes as he lifted his foot, intending to charge upwards.

Yet as he stepped forward, his expression suddenly changed dramatically, and with a thud, he knelt on the steps, unable to advance.

He trembled all over, a look of disbelief on his face.

“Impossible…”

Wanyin Demon Venerable murmured in a trembling voice, for before coming here, he was an invincible existence.

When he was angry, he could plunge numerous Dao Universes into despair and suffering, even turning them to ashes.

When he was pleased, All Living Beings would rejoice across the heavens; he could bestow infinite creation upon All Heavens and Myriad Realms. He was the Demon Venerable and also the Immortal Ancestor.

His identity depended on his mood; he preferred being called Demon Venerable, for it seemed freer.

In endless ages, he longed for an adversary but found none among the vast Daos.

Until now, the Great Dao lamented; guided by it, he knew there existed an even stronger being. Discovering he could teleport before this person, he chose to come without hesitation.

Yet, he never imagined he couldn’t even muster the strength to resist.

Gu An’s gaze swept over him and focused on the figures on the lower steps.

“Master, no matter what, we are willing to follow you!”

Hongqian Ancestor’s voice emerged from behind Wanyin Demon Venerable, where he stood beside the Great Profound Yin Dominator.

The steps created by Gu An were broad, widening as they descended.

Hongqian Ancestor looked up at Gu An with a fearful expression, worried about being abandoned by him.

The Great Profound Yin Dominator lacked a head, yet his feelings were just as uneasy as Hongqian Ancestor’s.

They too had grappled with internal struggle, eventually choosing to continue following Gu An, despite the possible doom awaiting them.

Confronting the entire Great Dao, no matter how powerful, foretold grim odds, yet they trusted what they had witnessed over the years.

They were certain Gu An would not undertake destructive actions.

Having spent so much time with Gu An, they even felt he was more trustworthy than the Great Dao itself.

When suffering living beings pleaded to heaven or the Great Dao and found no hope, Gu An, when petitioned, would not hesitate to lend a hand.

Gu An regarded Hongqian Ancestor and the other, saying nothing.

The two hesitated momentarily, then stepped forward, discovering a lack of pressure, prompting joyful quick strides.

Others appeared behind them, mimicking Wanyin Demon Venerable’s charge towards Gu An, only to be suppressed and forced to kneel.

Those long following Gu An emerged, first Hong Yi, True Yuan Ancestor, and the second-generation disciples; they too chose to continue with him.

“Master, though the Dao deems you thus, I trust you would never do such a thing,”

True Yuan Ancestor spoke solemnly. Though his time with Gu An wasn’t long, he trusted his intuition.

To him, Gu An always served as the goal for his cultivation, unwavering like Wu Xie, convinced the Dao’s guidance was flawed.

Gu An nodded slightly at True Yuan Ancestor, who then happily walked toward him.

More figures continued to appear, some kneeling, some unable to unleash Divine Skills, helpless like Wanyin Demon Venerable, prostrate on the steps.

Wanyin Demon Venerable felt immense humiliation as others passed by; he ground his teeth, hands trembled as he supported himself on the ground, demonic qi dispersing as he struggled, unable to shake the suppressing force upon him.

“With such a significant event, why not meet me?”

Xiao Lan hurriedly climbed to the steps before Gu An, questioning with slight resentment.

Gu An smiled, “Turn and look.”

Hearing this, Xiao Lan turned, widening her eyes.

Below, Ji Xiaoyu, Jiang Qiong, Celestial Demon Child, Lu Lingjun, and others climbing the steps saw her expression and also turned, shocked by the scene below.

As far as they could see, more and more figures emerged on the lower steps, densely packed, dimming the jade-white steps rapidly. Though some were ablaze or shining with Immortal Light, to Xiao Lan and others, they seemed engulfed by darkness.

It was as though an abyss extended towards them, oppressive and expanding.

Gu An crafted steps with no end in sight; the increasing figures formed an indescribable terror, impacting their minds.

“Oh my gosh…”

The Blood Prison Great Saint looked down, equally terrified, overwhelmed by the sheer number of figures.

This moment gave him a real sense of confronting the Great Dao.

Below, each figure bore a mighty aura, none were Mortal Spirits.

Unfamiliar with Gu An, yet daring to face the enemy of the Dao, these individuals surely had absolute confidence in their strength.

They were undoubtedly outstanding figures, or perhaps Great Powers.

Coming from different Dao Universes, they converged, their momentum becoming the Dao Will.

Even the staunchest supporters of Gu An felt a chill, including the newly arrived An Xin and Wu Xie.

“Cultivators fighting for the Great Dao, whatever their motivations, to All Living Beings, they are righteous. In legends, we will be the evil demons, the bane of the Great Dao. Are you sure you want to continue fighting side by side with me?”

Gu An spoke slowly, his voice heavy.

The Dao Guardians he suppressed, frightened by his power, felt emboldened as more compatriots arrived.

Their determined gaze fixed upwards on Gu An, but also landed on the No-Beginning Sect members, unsettling them.

Lv Xian turned to Gu An, asked, “Do we not stand a chance?”

His question amused Gu An, prompting him to ask back, “Why not ask if we’re right or wrong?”

“The Great Dao cornered us like this; should we surrender for so-called justice? No way, Master, speak up, even if annihilation awaits, we must fight!”

Lv Xian spoke ferociously, fearless.

Su Han stood below, looking up, “Exactly, what’s there to fear, Ancestor, you summoned them to face this alone? To distract the Wushi Realm from calamity? You underestimate us by doing so!”

The White Spirit Demon Emperor, lying on Lu Lingjun’s shoulder, added, “Indeed, any connected by cause and effect with you is already marked as a Dao anomaly; assisting you is self-preservation.”

Other disciples chimed in, and as more voiced their support, their courage grew stronger.