Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses Chapter 1136 - 1127: The Entire Great Dao

"Are you Wushi?"

Wanyin Demon Venerable looked up at Gu An, who was positioned high above, and threw out the question coldly. Even though they originated from distinct Dao Universes, the intent behind his speech bypassed the myriad Daos to reach Gu An’s ears clearly.

Within him, a fierce battle will and a thirst for blood were surging, nearly reaching a breaking point.

To Wanyin Demon Venerable, the task of safeguarding the Great Dao held little weight; his presence was motivated by the belief that this disaster would yield a supreme creation—a rare opportunity he required to break through to a peak realm.

Gu An maintained his silence, merely staring down at him.

This dismissive behavior enraged Wanyin Demon Venerable. A freezing light flashed in his eyes as he shifted his weight, preparing to storm upward.

However, the moment he attempted to move forward, his countenance shifted violently. With a loud thud, he was forced onto his knees upon the stairs, completely unable to advance.

His entire frame shuddered, his face masked in pure shock.

"Impossible..."

Wanyin Demon Venerable whispered with a quivering voice, for he had been an unrivaled entity before arriving at this place.

In his moments of rage, he could cast countless Dao Universes into a pit of agony and despair, even reducing them to cinders.

In his moments of joy, All Living Beings throughout the heavens would celebrate; he had the power to grant boundless creation to the All Heavens and Myriad Realms. He was both the Demon Venerable and the Immortal Ancestor.

His title shifted according to his whim, though he preferred Demon Venerable, as it felt more unconstrained.

Throughout the eternal ages, he had yearned for a worthy rival but found none within the vast Daos.

Only recently did the Great Dao begin its lamentation; guided by its will, he realized a more powerful existence had emerged. Upon discovering he could manifest before this individual, he had come without a second thought.

Yet, he never anticipated that he would lack even the basic strength to resist.

Gu An’s eyes moved past him, settling on the group standing on the lower steps.

"Master, regardless of the circumstances, we desire to follow you!"

The voice of Hongqian Ancestor rose from behind Wanyin Demon Venerable, where he stood alongside the Great Profound Yin Dominator.

The staircase manifested by Gu An was immense, broadening significantly as it stretched downward.

Hongqian Ancestor gazed up at Gu An with a look of trepidation, terrified of being cast aside.

Although the Great Profound Yin Dominator possessed no head, his sense of unease was just as palpable as Hongqian Ancestor’s.

They had also endured a period of internal conflict before ultimately deciding to remain by Gu An’s side, even if it meant facing an impending doom.

To stand against the entirety of the Great Dao, regardless of one's power, suggested a hopeless struggle, yet they placed their faith in what they had observed over the years.

They were certain that Gu An would never engage in acts of wanton destruction.

Having spent so much time in Gu An’s company, they felt he was more deserving of trust than the Great Dao itself.

When suffering souls begged the heavens or the Great Dao and found only silence, Gu An would never hesitate to provide aid if petitioned.

Gu An looked at Hongqian Ancestor and his companion but said nothing.

After a brief moment of hesitation, the two moved forward. Finding the pressure absent, they began to climb with joyful, rapid steps.

Others began to appear behind them. Some attempted to charge toward Gu An just as Wanyin Demon Venerable had, only to be instantly crushed and forced to kneel.

Those who had long followed Gu An emerged: first Hong Yi, then True Yuan Ancestor, and the second-generation disciples; they all chose to stand with him.

"Master, even if the Dao labels you as such, I believe you would never commit such deeds,"

True Yuan Ancestor declared with gravity. Although his time with Gu An was relatively short, he relied on his instincts.

To him, Gu An had always been the ultimate pinnacle of Cultivation. Much like Wu Xie, he remained unshaken, certain that the guidance of the Dao was in error.

Gu An gave a slight nod to True Yuan Ancestor, who then ascended toward him with a look of happiness.

More figures continued to manifest. Some were forced to kneel, while others found themselves unable to activate their Divine Skills, left as helpless as Wanyin Demon Venerable, pinned to the steps.

Wanyin Demon Venerable felt a profound sense of shame as others walked past him. He gnashed his teeth, his hands shaking as he pressed against the ground. Demonic Qi radiated from him as he fought back, yet he could not break the suppressing weight holding him down.

"Why didn't you meet with me during such a monumental event?"

Xiao Lan hurried up the stairs to Gu An, her question tinged with a hint of bitterness.

Gu An gave a small smile. "Turn around and see."

At his words, Xiao Lan turned, her eyes widening in surprise.

Behind her, Ji Xiaoyu, Jiang Qiong, Celestial Demon Child, Lu Lingjun, and the others climbing the stairs saw her reaction and turned as well, frozen by the sight below.

As far as their vision could reach, an increasing number of figures were appearing on the lower steps, so densely packed that the jade-white surface was quickly obscured. Though some figures radiated Immortal Light or were wreathed in flame, to Xiao Lan and the others, the mass appeared as a creeping darkness.

It felt as though a vast abyss was stretching toward them, heavy and ever-growing.

Gu An had built a staircase that seemed to have no end; the sheer volume of arriving figures created a terrifying spectacle that rattled their spirits.

"Heavens..."

The Blood Prison Great Saint peered downward, equally struck by fear, overwhelmed by the staggering number of entities.

In this moment, he truly felt what it meant to be an enemy of the Great Dao.

Every figure below emitted a powerful aura; not a single one was a Mortal Spirit.

These people did not know Gu An, yet they dared to confront a foe of the Dao, indicating they possessed absolute faith in their own capabilities.

They were undoubtedly legendary figures or Great Powers of their respective realms.

Converging from various Dao Universes, their collective momentum was transforming into the very Will of the Dao.

Even Gu An’s most loyal followers felt a shiver of dread, including the recently arrived An Xin and Wu Xie.

"These Cultivators who fight for the Great Dao, regardless of their personal reasons, appear as righteous beings to All Living Beings. In the chronicles of history, we will be cast as the wicked demons, the scourge of the Great Dao. Are you certain you wish to remain by my side?"

Gu An spoke with a slow, heavy tone.

The Dao Guardians who had been suppressed were initially terrified by his strength, but they now felt a surge of confidence as more of their peers arrived.

Their resolute gazes were fixed upward on Gu An, but they also glared at the members of the No-Beginning Sect, causing them great unease.

Lv Xian turned to Gu An and asked, "Do we truly have no hope of winning?"

Gu An found the question amusing and countered, "Why don't you ask if our cause is just or unjust?"

"The Great Dao has forced us into this corner; are we supposed to give up for the sake of some 'justice'? Not a chance. Master, give the word! Even if we face total annihilation, we will fight!"

Lv Xian spoke with a fierce, localized bravery.

Su Han stood further down, looking up. "Precisely. What is there to be afraid of? Ancestor, did you call them here just to face them alone? To shield the Wushi Realm from this disaster? You think too little of us if that is the case!"

The White Spirit Demon Emperor, perched on Lu Lingjun’s shoulder, chimed in, "Indeed. Anyone bound by cause and effect to you is already categorized as a Dao anomaly. Helping you is simply a matter of our own survival."

Other disciples began to speak up, and as their voices joined together, their collective resolve grew even more formidable.