Chapter 987: Chapter 979: Minor Heavenly Realm

Liu An had a dream, dreaming of returning to his youth, climbing mountains with Wei Ye and other classmates. He and Wei Ye came to the edge of a cliff to chat, when suddenly, Wei Ye’s expression changed, becoming grim and terrifying, and then he pushed him off the cliff.

He woke up in shock, eyes wide open, gasping for breath.

What met his eyes was a huge old tree. Bright light shone through the branches and leaves, casting on his face, leaving him dazed.

When he regained his senses, he found the celestial vault covered by a white light, as if it were a small world.

He sat up and saw Wei Ye lying on the grass not far away. He could sense Wei Ye’s presence, so he wasn’t tense.

“What’s going on… Where is this place?”

Liu An held his forehead, full of confusion.

He only remembered that he and Wei Ye fought with all their might, losing consciousness in a duel of divine skills, and when he awoke, he was in this place.

At this moment, not far away, Wei Ye also woke up, similarly startled as if waking from a dream, immediately getting up. When he saw Liu An, he visibly heaved a sigh of relief.

“This place is odd, be careful,” Liu An warned.

They were adversaries and also brothers. When placed together in an unknown danger, they relied on each other.

Wei Ye nodded and then sat down in meditation, as did Liu An. The two observed while recovering their state.

After a while, their gazes simultaneously changed, looking at the huge old tree. On a large branch stood a white-robed old man, expressionlessly overlooking them.

Liu An and Wei Ye frowned, their eyes full of vigilance.

When did he appear?

They hadn’t noticed at all earlier. If he hadn’t deliberately revealed a trace of presence, they wouldn’t have discovered his appearance.

“May I ask, Fellow Daoist, what is this place?”

Liu An asked calmly. Even though he held apprehension towards the white-robed old man, his face showed no sign of fear.

The white-robed old man looked down at them from a distance and said, “This realm is the small heavenly realm of the Son of Heaven. Had I not saved you, you would have been backlashed by the Great Dao. You truly dared to act recklessly, daring to engage in combat within the Great Dao River.”

Son of Heaven?

Small heavenly realm?

Liu An and Wei Ye furrowed their brows tighter. They had heard of the Son of Heaven, not the son of a mortal imperial dynasty, but the son of the Celestial Emperor, exalted and commanding even immortal gods.

It is said that the Three Thousand Great Worlds are controlled by a Son of Heaven.

“You harbor no true intent to kill each other, so why can’t you let go of those mundane grudges?” The white-robed old man asked.

“At your cultivation level, many things should have been let go. Since you still care about each other, why burden your heart and affect your cultivation?”

Liu An and Wei Ye’s expressions became unnatural, yet recalling past grudges made them resentful, even if now given insight, they still couldn’t let go.

Wei Ye looked up and asked, “Senior, can we leave?”

The white-robed old man’s face remained indifferent. He asked back, “After this battle, aren’t you planning to go to Central Heaven? Just appropriately, the small heavenly realm is heading there, are you sure you want to rely on yourselves?”

Liu An asked joyfully, “Is this small heavenly realm flying towards Central Heaven?”

He missed Inch Island too much, his master, and Xuanwu.

Knowing this realm was heading to Central Heaven, he could no longer worry about his grudges with Wei Ye.

“Yes, once you arrive at Central Heaven, you can leave,”

The white-robed old man finished speaking and slowly turned around.

Liu An hurriedly asked, “Senior, what is your Dao name, and which Son of Heaven are you referring to?”

The white-robed old man didn’t stop walking but responded, “My Dao name is not important. The Son of Heaven I serve is named Tian Hao.”

Tian Hao?

Liu An and Wei Ye exchanged looks, having never heard this name before, but one with Hao as a name must be extraordinary.

…

Above the sea of clouds, Gu An and Xiao Lan stood side by side. Xiao Lan looked around, her face full of excitement.

Following Xiao Lan’s gaze, hidden within the sea of clouds were numerous colossal creatures of varying shapes, all divine steeds. They revealed their heads, backs, and tails, resembling mountains, magnificent to the extreme.

Divine steeds generally resembled horses but had various other characteristics like dragon heads, Qilin heads, some with three lion heads, and some with sharp scales on their backs, glinting coldly.

The sea of clouds was boundless, layered like an abyss, divine steeds scattered everywhere, uncountable, leaving Xiao Lan dazzled.

Xiao Lan saw that the smallest divine steed was at least a hundred feet tall, and the largest could not be measured with the eye, standing at the horizon like a wall of heaven, its back bearing a bright sun but emitting no scorching heat.

“Brother Gu, do all these divine steeds belong to you?” Xiao Lan asked curiously.

Gu An smiled and said, “Naturally, if you like, you can even pick one for yourself.”

Xiao Lan was overjoyed, asking, “Really? I’m not an immortal.”

“I have that much authority, besides, there are quite a few divine steeds out on tasks; consider it sending one on a mission.” Gu An replied offhandedly.

The number of divine steeds far exceeded Xiao Lan’s imagination, and this was only one Cloud Realm, the most powerful steeds were not here.

Xiao Lan looked around but ultimately shook her head, “Better not, the divine steeds are too formidable, bringing one to Central Heaven will surely attract trouble.”

Gu An did not insist; if she ever changed her mind, he could gift her one later.

At that moment, a golden light flew in from afar, catching Xiao Lan’s attention.

Xiao Lan watched as the golden light landed beside a divine steed. The glow dissipated, revealing the figure of a Celestial God wearing golden armor, holding a divine weapon, exuding an unparalleled dominant aura.

The Celestial God seemed unaware of Gu An and Xiao Lan’s presence, beginning to carefully appraise the divine steed before him.

Xiao Lan was not surprised, knowing Gu An’s methods, but was curious about the Celestial God’s background.

“Is he choosing a divine steed?” Xiao Lan softly asked.

Gu An nodded, “But he hasn’t gone through the proper procedures, trying to choose first.”

“Acting outside the rules, does he have significant backing?” Xiao Lan raised an eyebrow.

“Indeed, somewhat, he’s a direct disciple of a Supreme Immortal.”

“What do you plan to do?”

“Don’t worry, no need for me to act,”

Gu An shook his head with a smile, not taking the Celestial God seriously.

Xiao Lan just wanted to inquire further when an immense heavenly might enveloped the boundless sea of clouds, startling the golden armor Celestial God to turn and look, Xiao Lan also turned to see.

Only to see behind the massive sun-backed divine steed at the sky’s edge, a face even larger appeared, as if heaven and earth could not contain it. This face angled slightly, overlooking them, resembling a stone statue’s head, full of visual impact. Even Xiao Lan, who had reached the level of Taiqing Golden Immortal, couldn’t help but be frightened.

The face made her feel as if facing a primordial god, making her feel diminutive in her heart involuntarily.

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