Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses Chapter 1132 - 1123: Breakthrough to the Source Ancient Dao Ultimate Realm!

"How am I supposed to track the ancestor's movements?"

The Celestial Emperor spoke bluntly, harboring not a shred of goodwill toward these Saints from beyond Chaos. Had the ancestor not commanded them to seek atonement, he likely would have spent his days in restless anxiety. There were simply too many Saints gathered within the Heavenly Dao now—so many that his personal authority over it was slipping away.

This reality bred a flicker of resentment toward the ancestor, though he kept such grievances buried deep in his heart. His respect remained, for he knew that without the ancestor, the Heavenly Dao would have long since perished. It was merely a difference in their fundamental perspectives: the Emperor focused on the survival of the Heavenly Dao, whereas the ancestor's concern lay with All Living Beings.

The Nine Yang Divine Ancestor fell into silence following the Celestial Emperor's sharp retort. Meanwhile, the other Saints began to murmur amongst themselves.

"I can sense my own Dao Universe being subjected to this same silver rainfall."

"Indeed. This isn't merely a localized event in Chaos; it encompasses the entire Great Dao. It is a phenomenon driven by the Tao Origin itself."

"What has happened? Could the Taoist Master's wicked ambitions still be alive?"

"The Taoist Master is formidable, yet he lacks the power for such a feat—unless he has already ascended beyond the Saint Realm."

"Perhaps the destruction from the previous great war was so catastrophic that it left a permanent scar upon the Great Dao?"

Speculation ran wild among the gathered Saints. Hongqian Ancestor and the Great Profound Yin Dominator were also communicating via secret transmissions. Gu An had been missing for several days, and they were uncertain if this anomaly was his doing. If Gu An was the source, matters would be simpler; they feared instead that his absence had drawn the gaze of some truly horrific entity.

Despite the Saints' frantic deliberations, the silver rain persisted. Several Saints attempted to block the downpour, only to find that their Saint’s Magical Power passed through the droplets like a ghost, unable to offer any resistance. Had they not been able to actively absorb the Creation Qi contained within the rain, they might have dismissed the entire scene as a grand illusion.

As the minutes stretched on, the Saints eventually lowered their guard. Seeing that the mortals and Cultivators of the Human World were already receiving this baptism, they sat in meditation to claim this Creation for themselves. Since the rain could not be stopped, they chose to embrace its benefits.

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In a nameless plane high above the Creation Source Pool, Gu An remained in deep meditation. His entire form radiated a silver glow so intense that his physical body was hidden, leaving only a dark silhouette against the light. Ribbons of silver brilliance rose from the pool, swirling toward him in a magnificent, spiraling vortex.

Countless floating Crystal Stones erupted with light, projecting tens of thousands of illusions that flickered and retracted in a constant state of flux. Around Gu An, endless visions sparked to life and vanished—glimpses of the past, future, and present of every soul in existence, including fragments of his own journey.

At this moment, Gu An stood on the precipice of a breakthrough. He had already surpassed the level of a Primordial Taiyi True Saint, reaching a Realm that had never before been touched. Yet, he remained a single heartbeat away from completion.

As he lost himself in this newfound Creation, a heavy, oppressive black mist began to creep from the edges of the pool, surging toward him. Within that darkness, crimson eyes glared and human shapes drifted, their silent screams manifesting as tangible resentment. Gu An, however, did not notice this approaching threat; his consciousness was traveling through the corridors of time.

The power of Creation was pulling him into the past. At every crossroad of his life, he explored the different choices he could have made, experiencing a Reincarnation of a thousand different paths. From these varied fates, he sought the enlightenment required to transcend the Great Dao. Slowly, tiny specks of starlight rose from his skin and evaporated. This was the dissolution of Cause and Effect—the final severance of the ties between Gu An and the Great Dao.

When the encroaching black mist reached within ten thousand miles, a golden rainbow of light exploded from his body. The expanding ring of light swept outward, scattering the darkness in every direction. Though the mist repeatedly gathered and tried to close in again, it was consistently repelled by the golden radiance in a tireless cycle.

Time lost all meaning in that place. Eventually, the Creation Source Pool beneath him began to boil. The Creation Qi surged with violence as the silver lines began to fuse directly into Gu An’s flesh. He was no longer just receiving the power; he was devouring the Creation Source Pool itself—the very origin of all things.

Gu An’s eyes slowly opened, revealing golden pupils that resembled swirling whirlpools. Within those depths, silver outlines spun like the wheels of Reincarnation—a sight both haunting and beautiful. These were his new eyes, the Reversing Void Eye, an evolution of the Extreme Demon and Immortal Pupil, now capable of turning the Great Dao itself backward. Following his breakthrough into the Great Realm, their power had become truly terrifying.

He was consuming the past, present, and future of the Creation Source Pool, and by extension, the entire history of the Dao Universe. He desired total dominion over everything. This was not a conscious choice but a primal instinct, as natural as a mortal's breath or a Cultivator’s need to draw in Qi after rising in rank.

Suddenly, Gu An’s brow furrowed, and the process came to a halt. A sudden realization struck him: the terrifying force that Wanyuan Tao Ancestor had once encountered was actually himself. The future the ancestor had glimpsed was Gu An, because he was currently consuming the past and the manifested future of the Source Pool. Having transcended the Great Dao, he could now erase everything it had ever created with a single thought.

In just that brief flicker of time, several Dao Universes had already blinked out of existence, swallowed by the dark void of his power. This was a force beyond the comprehension of mana, a level where all rule-based abilities seemed like mere toys. He had ascended to a stage beyond the Infinite Supreme Origin Venerable Realm: The Source Ancient Dao Ultimate Realm.

By reaching this height, he had completely moved beyond the Great Dao. He had become the point where everything began and where the Great Dao ended. He had imposed boundaries and constraints upon the infinite. Almost instantly, the Wushi Realm expanded by billions of times, growing at a speed that eclipsed Chaos, threatening to outgrow every plane governed by Dao Rules.

After a brief pause, Gu An continued to absorb the mysteries of the Source Ancient Dao Ultimate Realm. The Creation Source Pool was the bedrock of the Endless Dao, and devouring it was the only way to reach the pinnacle of the Tao Yuan Saint Realm. It was a path with no turning back; using his Life Span evolution to reach this point meant that stopping now would trigger a fatal backlash.

However, he began to use his Reversing Void Eye. He wished to keep the Endless Dao intact. While he accepted the power of the Creation Source Pool, he refused to wipe out the past. With a thought, he instantly restored the Dao Universes he had just consumed. As he did so, Gu An began to sense a connection between his current Realm and the Dark Power. While it initially seemed like an extension of his own will, the relationship was far more tangled, filled with hidden resentment.

Gu An reflected on his journey. His method of devouring Life Span to evolve his Dao Practice naturally generated massive amounts of negative emotion and quiet resentment over time. Even the smallest flowers and blades of grass had feelings, after all. A being as powerful as he could easily ignore this, erasing his past to change his origin. Yet, having lived through the Red Dust, Gu An had developed his own unique perspective. He had reached the Source Ancient Dao Ultimate Realm through Life Span evolution, and while he was immensely powerful, he was not yet satisfied. He wanted to forge a path to a Realm that belonged to him alone.