When Gu An heard Blood Prison Great Sage's words, he nearly laughed aloud, but he held it in.
He did not expose Blood Prison Great Sage's confusion. He would just let the fellow go on panicking.
As it happened, Blood Prison Great Sage had grown somewhat slack these past few years.
Seeing that Gu An was unwilling to speak, Blood Prison Great Sage dared even less to voice the doubts in his heart. He could only suppress the dread and fear inside him and shift his attention elsewhere.
Even if Master was no match for that person, Master surely had a way to deal with it. Otherwise, there was no way he could be so leisurely on ordinary days.
Thinking this, Blood Prison Great Sage's heart gradually calmed. He looked once more at Gu An's movements as he shaped the pottery, and felt that everything was filled with profound meaning.
Today, Master had shown him the fate of heaven and earth. It certainly had not been done on a whim. Perhaps he was beating a warning into him.
Those seemingly peaceful and tranquil years had, all along, been brewing catastrophe.
Blood Prison Great Sage felt sorrow for this stretch of heaven and earth. The great sects and dynasties fought without end, chasing Heavenly Mandate, chasing the Heavenly Dao, but in the end? Before absolute power, when heaven and earth were destroyed together, all their schemes would lose meaning.
Before this, Blood Prison Great Sage had still been confused. Master possessed such powerful strength, so why did he cultivate in seclusion? Now, he finally understood.
Master had seen through everything.
Blood Prison Great Sage gazed at the pottery in Gu An's hands and began to sink into thought, savoring his own past.
After dispersing the Immortal Dynasty's fortune, Heavenly Spirit God