One word.
Like a thunderclap.
The black-robed Skywolf’s body trembled lightly, and the bloodshot light in his eyes under the hood lit up even more violently.
“Eh?!”
Gu Cangyue smiled as a snort escaped his nostrils.
Even though he was now pressed into a death line by the Heavenly Might, and could collapse his Qi and die at any moment, he still gazed at the black-robed Heavenly Wolf with cold eyes.
This could not be described as insane, nor could it be described as sinister!
Black-robed Skywolf: “……”
He was at a loss as to how to respond to this question from Gu Cang Yue.
He was also waiting for Gu Cangyue to sacrifice the Great Cauldron, only that compared to Chen Daojun and the Jiang Clan’s crowd, his request was actually simpler, that is, he only wanted to be able to travel more smoothly and safely on the Heavenly Road under the shelter of the Great Cauldron.
When the Great Dao is contested, the winner is the king.
The results of all the previous treks on the Heavenly Path have revealed how dangerous it really is, and those who are eventually able to step on the Heavenly Path and knock on the door are like a phoenix’s hairs.
No matter who is under the heavens, once they step onto the Heavenly Path, they will all die in nine lives.
Even this totem of faith, which has existed for thousands of years, is no exception.
Even though the accumulated wealth of faith is incomparably deep, it must still be careful in the face of the immense power of the heavens.
Only by accumulating victory margins little by little would it be more likely to eventually step on the Heavenly Gate.
Be careful.
For thousands of years, it had seen too many heavenly pride that had capsized in the gutter.
He and Gu Cangyue were allies, and as long as Gu Cangyue sacrificed the Great Cauldron, the two of them would be able to advance together on the Heavenly Path with security.
Allies were sometimes helpers in each other’s corner, able to give their backs to each other, but sometimes a small use was not too much to ask.
After all, Gu Cang Yue and the Great Cauldron were too eye-catching and had been coveted by Chen Daojun and the Jiang Family’s Six Dragons since they had appeared.
In order of priority, it should be Gu Cangyue who sacrificed the Great Cauldron first, and it really could not think of any chance that Gu Cangyue would not sacrifice it.
The Heavenly Wolf Martial Dao Body was indeed capable of solving the strength of their immediate predicament, but from the beginning to the end no one had ever cared at all.
But it had completely underestimated how ruthless Gu Cangyue was, even though he was already on the verge of life and death, he had actually gambled with it for his life, and had become the only person who coveted its Heavenly Wolf Martial Dao Body.
“With your Great Cauldron being coveted by them, my Celestial Wolf Martial Dao Body can still be used as a backhand, and reusing it later will also open up a path for both of us.” The black-robed Heavenly Wolf pondered for a moment and struggled to explain.
“Heh! Can it really be for both of us?”
Gu Cang Yue’s head was covered in beads of sweat, the tide of Heavenly Might Swords pouring in had brought him to the line of life and death, but he still sneered.
The black-robed Heavenly Wolf was silent.
The eyes under its hood flickered red for a moment before they quickly dimmed and lowered its head, remaining silent.
But the blood-coloured qi that was proclaiming raging around it instead urged on even more, clashing fiercely with the blood sword’s heavenly might that was pouring and chopping down.
The lack of response was the best response.
The blood-coloured Qi that clashed fiercely with the Heavenly Might of the Blood Sword was the best answer.
Mutual allies, since we have to gamble on our lives, let’s gamble to the end!
Buzz!
The Qi around Gu Cang Yue’s body also shook, vaguely boosting a few more points.
“Do they …… not even make a move?”
The white haired, aged old man, who appeared to be surrounded by runes and solid as gold, had already been unable to hold on.
At this time he stood in place, frantically urging the runes to stir, but his hands were trembling like chaff, sweat had long since wet his whole body.
As the last of the seven, he was the oldest, and even though he was unable to exceed the rules, his strength was still a way to keep him alive longer, but he could not escape old age and physical decline.
His physical strength is now the greatest obstacle to his survival! Everyone was waiting for someone who could not hold on any longer, who would be the first to resist the heavenly might, to disperse the pressure of the heavenly might and use it to take a step forward.
Compared to Chen Dong and Jiang Qilin, Gu Cang Yue and the black-robed Heavenly Wolf, whether it was the old man, the Daoist priest or the scholar, they all had an advantage.
They were single individuals, carrying nothing else on their backs, seeking only to succeed in stepping on the Heavenly Knocking Gate.
So whether it was Chen Dong’s side or Gu Cang Yue’s side, if they were the first to hold out, it would be great news for all three of them.
The old man was also holding on to this idea, and was holding on with strong conviction to the death.
On the contrary, he had underestimated the strength and heart of the others, and overestimated his own physical strength.
The great emptiness in his body swept through his whole body like a mountainous wave, spreading and eroding to all his limbs and bones, as if an invisible hand was pulling him into the abyss of despair.
The weakness of his limbs caused his hands to tremble even more as he formed his seals.
But he still did not give up his resistance, and did not make the same frank acceptance of the heavenly might grinding him down as the others did.
The heavenly might was vast, and waves of blood covered the sky.
An endless tide of swords swept across the sky above the heavenly path in dense waves.
The Heavenly Might did not stop any longer, it was endless, as if it intended to use the endless tide of swords to completely wipe out everyone on the Heavenly Road.
Outside the Heavenly Road.
The six dragons of the Jiang family witnessed the seven people on the Heavenly Path, their expressions grave, except for the struggle that flashed in the eyes of the sixth master Jiang from time to time.
“Confucianism, Buddhism and Daoism, these three should be the top three of the three schools in the world today, I really didn’t expect them to still be alive, I really didn’t notice them before.” Master Jiang sounded a little shocked.
The second master Jiang next to him also echoed softly, “Yes, the one from the Shih family, it seems to be the legendary Master of Enlightenment, right? That being who once, in history, rose up in the Qilian Mountains of the Northern Region to shine with the light of the Buddha, and who straddled the beliefs of the various tribes of the Northern Region and dared not make a fuss!”
He could not help but sound a little in awe even as he echoed his words.
“Fifteen hundred years old, isn’t it? To think that he’s still alive is truly impressive!” Master Jiang Wu smashed his mouth for a moment.
The vast expanse of land.
“That ……”
Master Empty Sky frowned deeply as he looked at the aged old man on the heavenly road.
“Master Dewu, your predecessor and mine.”
Chen Daojun explained, “It’s just a pity that Dawu is not enlightened, his obsession is too deep, if it wasn’t you who walked the frontier to universalize all beings, but him, this great merit and virtue, I’m afraid it would be enough for him to condense a land Buddha, even relying on this great merit and virtue, he could become the easiest person in the Heaven Treading Path, knocking on the door is not impossible!”
A look of shock finally appeared on Master Empty Sky’s calm face.
To be able to make Chen Daojun say something like it wasn’t impossible to knock on the door was simply sensational!
But now that it had come to this, he was only shocked for a moment.
“What about the other two?” Master Empty Air asked after him.
“Daoist Zhang Chunqiu, Shou 1,000, a legacy under the ancestral master.”
“The Confucianist Cui Wendao, who lived a thousand years, and whose pen scrolls can astonish the heavens.”
Chen Daojun briefly introduced the remaining two.
“They, neither of whom the poor monk had ever heard of.” Master Empty Sky said in astonishment.
Chen Daojun smiled spontaneously, “So, do you now understand how insignificant the Hanging Sky Temple really is, and how much I really don’t care about you?”
Grandmaster Empty Sky froze, once he had been compared to Chen Daojun.
But now it seemed that the gap between the two of them could be described as heaven and earth!
Who of these three on the Heavenly Path was not better than him?
Chen Daojun sighed to himself, “They all want to lend their strength, but unfortunately they all underestimated the endurance of Dong’er and Gu Cang Yue and the others, they are all thousands of years old, so it depends on who fiercely fights to the end and can’t stand it first, although they can’t grab the Great Cauldron, it’s still enough for Dong’er and Jiang Qilin to continue to travel some distance on the Heavenly Path.”
