Gu Dongliu stood on the steps of the Celestial Gate, surrounded by celestial light.
"If there is a battle of the Divine Path, I will come," Gu Dongliu said. He knew that there would be many doubts about him being accepted into the Celestial Gate by the clan leader of the Jiang Clan.
In fact, while he had been training these days, he could sense many things in the outside world.
He seemed to have had a long dream these days. Reality and the past were intertwined.
He had even experienced countless lives.
Among them, the clearest were the memories of his grandfather, Gu Tianxing, and his father, Gu Jiangnan.
The memories of two generations touched him greatly.
His grandfather, Gu Tianxing, was a man of indomitable spirit. He carried the banner of the Celestial Gate all by himself, evolving the mystical ways and creating unparalleled mystical ways, trying to break the shackles of the heavens.
His father, Gu Jiangnan, was a genius, but he was envied by the heavens and died young.
He had once wondered why he was left alone, but time had made him forget everything. Now, everything was clear.
However, everything would start anew.
He carried the will of two generations and entered the Celestial Gate of Vast Heaven again.
All of this would be a new beginning.
"Very well." Below, Jiang Taichu looked back at Gu Dongliu, then turned and walked up. If there was a battle of the Divine Path, he would let Gu Dongliu fight.
Everyone understood. Now, countless eyes were on Gu Dongliu. He needed to fight.
Below, countless people looked up at the figure who walked out. Indeed, it was more suitable for Gu Dongliu to fight.
Before, when Wang Yanbing visited Qin He, they talked about Gu Dongliu. If the Wang Clan entered the Celestial Gate, it would have a direct impact on Gu Dongliu.
So, if Gu Dongliu fought, it would be the same as deciding his own fate.
Wang Yanbing looked up at that figure. He did not expect Gu Dongliu to come out at this time and become a Holiness of Nirvana. Gu Tianxing was indeed Gu Tianxing. He went against the heavens and broke the rules of the world of cultivators, allowing Gu Dongliu to cross planes in a short time.
However, this also required the right time and the right place. Gu Tianxing alone would not have been able to do it. He borrowed the will of the Demon Monarch and swallowed everything in the Origin Mountains into the divine matrix, passing it to Gu Dongliu. Then, he also left his will to Gu Dongliu.
He gave everything to him.
Gu Dongliu had inherited everything from Gu Tianxing, including the Law of Origin.
However, even so, Wang Yanbing's expression remained as sharp as ever, without the slightest wavering or doubt.
Jiang Taichu was also a peerless figure. His plane was stable, and he had already stepped into Nirvana. He was known as the first person below the Renhuang of the Celestial Gate of Vast Heaven.
Even though Gu Dongliu had inherited everything, he had still skipped realms after all. He might not be as stable as Jiang Taichu. Was he going to fight him as soon as he came out of seclusion?
In this battle, no one would be able to stop the Wang Clan from entering the Celestial Gate.
Gu Dongliu was the same.
Moreover, this was even better. If Gu Dongliu fought, it would undoubtedly prove what he had said that day.
He thought that the Celestial Gate of Vast Heaven should not have accepted Gu Dongliu.
"Let's fight before the Human Emperor." At this time, the elder of the Celestial Gate of Vast Heaven announced. If the Renhuang of the Wang family won, then the battle of the Divine Path could be avoided, and there was no need to fight. The Wang family could directly enter the Celestial Gate and become one of the leaders of the Celestial Gate.
The two great Renhuangs stepped out at the same time and walked forward, stepping into the void with one step.
Their eyes stared at each other. Their auras had yet to be completely revealed, but the crowd felt a suffocating pressure in the vast space. It was as if two Renhuang will had descended at the same time, like the pressure of the Heavenly Path.
Their clothes fluttered, and their eyes collided. It seemed that they had already begun a battle of wills. A terrifying aura formed around them, as if their auras had been compressed to the extreme.
Hiss, hiss … A sharp whistling sound was heard, forming a shocking aura around the two of them. It was as if an invisible storm of the Great Path had been compressed into a very small area, so that it would not affect others.
Existences of the Renhuang Plane were also extremely terrifying in their ability to control power. They could be said to have reached the pinnacle. They were able to have absolute control over their own power, and they would even control it during a battle. Otherwise, a battle of Renhuang would have been fought in the air.
However, even without unleashing their power, the vast crowd was still able to sense that the area around the two of them had become an absolute forbidden area. If anyone were to step into that area recklessly, their bodies would have been torn to shreds right there and then, and nothing would have been left of them.
The robes of the two Renhuangs fluttered, and a sharp sound was heard. At that moment, the Renhuang of the Celestial Gate of Vast Heaven took a small step back. Sharp tearing sounds were heard, and many holes were seen on his robes.
On the other side, the Renhuang of the Wang Clan grunted, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. What was even more terrifying was that his eyes were bleeding, which was a ghastly sight.
It was apparent that the Renhuang was injured.
That suffocating pressure dissipated, and the Renhuang of the Celestial Gate cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for letting me win."
The Renhuang of the Wang Clan bowed slightly and then retreated, saying nothing more.
That battle did not cause much of a stir in the hearts of the crowd, especially the mighty ones of the Wang Clan. There were two top-notch forces above the Celestial Gate, and it was normal for the Wang Clan to be unable to defeat their most powerful figures. They had been mentally prepared for that battle, and they did not hold out much hope.
The real battle was Wang Yanbing.
That number one figure below the Renhuang of Haotian City was someone who truly had the ability to defeat top-notch figures above the Celestial Gate.
He was as famous as Jiang Taichu and Hua Qingyun.
"Wang Yanbing." A voice was heard at that moment. The eyes of the clan leader of the Wang Clan landed on him, and he said, "I'll leave it to you."
At that moment, all the mighty ones of the Wang Clan had their eyes on Wang Yanbing. Every single one of their eyes was filled with hope.
That solemn atmosphere even affected the others. At that moment, many even felt compassion, vaguely hoping that the Wang Clan would be able to make it to the Celestial Gate again.
Thousands of years of forbearance, thousands of years of humiliation, and all their hopes were now pinned on one person. Many did not understand it before, but at that moment, they seemed to understand the Wang Clan's hope.
For the Wang Clan, they could only afford to succeed.
If they were to fail, they would not have such an opportunity again for thousands of years.
If Wang Yanbing were to be suppressed, then when would the Wang Clan be able to produce another Wang Yanbing?
As such, the Wang Clan could not afford to lose.
If they were to miss it again, it might be forever. The Wang Clan would not be able to wash away the humiliation of the past, and they would not be able to make it to the Celestial Gate again.
Sensing the hope in everyone's eyes, Wang Yanbing stepped forward. His body was straight, like an unsheathed sword, moving forward with indomitable will.
"I won't go back until I make it to the Celestial Gate."
An extremely sharp voice rang in the air. That was Wang Yanbing's determination.
He would not go back until he made it to the Celestial Gate.
What did that mean?
Wang Yanbing stepped forward. Divine arms howled with every step he took, heading for Gu Dongliu, who was in the air above.
Seeing Wang Yanbing's action, Gu Dongliu also stepped down the stairs.
Wang Yanbing carried the hope of the clan for thousands of years, and Gu Dongliu carried the will of two generations of legendary figures, Gu Tianxing and Gu Jiangnan.
Who could lose in that battle?
Wang Yanbing could not lose, but could Gu Dongliu?
Feeling that solemn will, countless held their breath and focused in the direction of the battlefield. The vast space was extremely quiet.
That battle seemed to be even more eye-catching than the battle between Renhuangs.
"Bang." Wang Yanbing stepped out and walked up the stairs to the Celestial Gate. He stepped on the stairs, not going back until he entered the Celestial Gate.
He did not suppress the fluctuations of his aura. There were many Renhuangs present. No matter how strong their aura fluctuations were, there were Renhuangs around to protect them, so there was no need for them to restrain themselves.
At that moment, many cultivators with divine arms on their backs felt the divine arms on their backs trembling and ringing. Their swords were about to be unsheathed, and their spears were about to move forward.
A shocking aura formed around Wang Yanbing's body. Above the sky, the might of the great path coalesced. That was the way of weapons.
Whistling sounds were heard as swords coalesced and roared above the sky. They went straight forward and appeared above Gu Dongliu's head.
At that moment, the diagram of divine arms seemed to have appeared above the sky.
Boom. Wang Yanbing continued to step up the stairs. As his step landed, tens of thousands of soldiers dropped down, heading for Gu Dongliu.
Gu Dongliu looked down at the sky below. He stood there like a banished immortal, free and uninhibited.
Around him, Lin Bing and Dou Zhe were all in formation. The light of the Nine Symbols circled around him, causing a shocking aura to appear around him.
He pointed his finger at the sky, and a huge ancient character flew out.
"Lin!"
As that character was heard, a muffled rumble was heard in the sky. The air seemed to have been locked down, and all raging attacks came to a halt.
Tens of thousands of divine arms fell, and it was a terrifying scene. However, Gu Dongliu raised his finger and pointed. That ancient character shrouded the sky, and the stroke lay at the center of the many ancient characters, shrouding all tens of thousands of divine arms within.
Countless eyes were fixed on that huge character. Everyone paid close attention to that battle. It was not just because Wang Yanbing went to the Celestial Gate, but also because it was Gu Dongliu's first time fighting.
Gu Tianxing was a legendary figure that shocked the Celestial Domain. Would he disappoint the world?
"Bang." Wang Yanbing's expression did not change at all. He stepped forward again, and celestial light flowed about him. A Life Spirit appeared behind him, and his Life Spirit turned out to be a character.
Bing.
The mystical way that the Wang Clan trained in was the Art of Yanbing.
That was how Wang Yanbing's name came to be. One could see the hopes that the Wang Clan had placed on him.
His Life Spirit appeared, and celestial light flowed. The tens of thousands of divine arms whipped up a terrifying storm again, turning into a vortex of divine arms, shredding the seal of Lin with unparalleled offensive power.
Other than that, divine arms appeared behind Wang Yanbing as well. They were all swords, and some called swords the king of all weapons, capable of cutting through anything.
"Bang."
Wang Yanbing continued to step forward, and the storm of divine arms that shredded everything shot at Ye Futian again. The divine arms of the sword around him tore through the air as well.
Furthermore, the divine arms that he manifested seemed to be even sharper than real divine arms. The divine arms shone with dazzling celestial light, resonating with the world around them, and seemed to be indestructible.
On that day, no one could stand in his way.
Not even Gu Dongliu!
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