The Golden Pole God

Gu An watched Zhu Xi leave that stretch of void. With his own Dao Intent, he opened up a passage for her that crossed the universe.

Although Zhu Xi had already been Holy Heaven before she took him as her master, the two of them had spent many years together. If he could lend a hand in passing, he would not be stingy about helping.

Of course, the reason he dared to act was still because he had no fear of Emperor Ziwei.

Not only Emperor Ziwei—even when he traced along Immortal Emperor Ziwei's karma, Gu An did not sense danger. Of course, he was still very wary of the Heavenly Court, so he did not deal with Immortal Emperor Ziwei directly.

His Fate-Fixing Pen and Wuji Sword Book could kill enemies from afar. Over tens of thousands of years, aside from refining Dao Treasures, he had also been continuously strengthening the Fate-Fixing Pen and the Wuji Sword Book.

Some things could be left unused, but they could not be too weak.

In the invincible years, Gu An liked to imagine enemies for himself.

He would even imagine the situation of himself facing the entire Heavenly Court.

A figure came to Gu An's side. It was none other than his eldest disciple on Human World Peak, Zhu Xinglan.

Tens of thousands of years were very long for mortals, but for cultivators of a great sect like Human World Peak, they were not all that long. After all these years, Zhu Xinglan was still respectful toward Gu An and handled matters with great order, so Gu An would occasionally give him pointers.

However, the two of them were not truly master and disciple, and Gu An did not actually want to take him as a disciple.

"Master, the Dao Court has