The Unfathomable Ancestor Master

Wushi Daoist Field, at dusk.

Gu An was carving a wooden statue in the courtyard, Shen Zhen was cultivating before the Artifact Refining Cauldron, and An Zizai was perched on the courtyard wall, lost in bitter contemplation. The afterglow of sunset spilled down, casting the entire courtyard in an air of serenity and peace.

Suddenly.

Gu An raised his brows slightly. He sensed that the Blood Prison Great Sage and Fang Xuan had been captured, and their karma had become blurry all at once.

The Heavenly Court!

The only thing that could make karma appear so blurry was the Heavenly Court.

Fortunately, the two of them carried the providence of the Hunyuan Dao Emperor, so he could trace their whereabouts.

Gu An began probing along the Hunyuan Dao Emperor's providence, and he saw the situation the Blood Prison Great Sage and Fang Xuan were in.

Hm?

Gu An suddenly thought of the Divine Court in the Taiwei Great World.

The Divine Court had also been helping immortals and gods capture living beings and throw them into a furnace-cauldron, and now the Blood Prison Great Sage and Fang Xuan had encountered the same thing.

Could these immortals and gods be preparing for the struggle over the Heavenly Emperor's seat?

Gu An stood up and stretched lazily.

He looked toward An Zizai, and a thought suddenly came to him.

No matter what, An Zizai was the eldest disciple among Wushi's third-generation disciples. In the future, he had to possess the ability and insight to hold his own.

The current An Zizai was severely lacking in experience; he even regarded the Carefree Immortal as the highest realm on the path of immortal cultivation.

"Zizai, your grandmaster is preparing to take a walk outside. There may be a fight. Do you want to come