Still Have to Fight It Out
"Martial Ancestor?!"
Lord of Fist Dao halted, and the earth across trillions upon trillions of miles suddenly shook, the tremors spreading through the eight hundred vassal states.
In an instant, countless lands trembled and mountains swayed.
Martial Ancestor?!
Lord of Fist Dao's expression changed in terror. He had never expected to meet the Martial Ancestor so easily!
For a moment, he nearly fled on the spot.
"Hm?"
Sect Master of Shangqing raised his brows slightly, seemingly not expecting Lord of Fist Dao to react so strongly.
No, this was not the Martial Ancestor!
After his initial shock, Lord of Fist Dao noticed something was wrong.
Although the black-robed young man's appearance and aura were identical to the Martial Ancestor he knew, he lacked that peerless bearing of sweeping across all worlds and dominating the cosmos.
The black-robed young man before him possessed an abyssal aura that encompassed all phenomena and all existence. His presence was cold and constant, distant and lofty, like the eternal vault of heaven hanging high above.
Yet he did not carry the oppressive pressure the Martial Ancestor had given him.
He should have recognized that at a glance. But the Martial Ancestor's pressure had once been too overwhelming, and upon seeing that similar face, he had panicked somewhat.
Before the windowsill, Hong Shang, once the Future Lord and now bearing the exact same face as Gu Shaoshang, spoke calmly:
"Martial Ancestor? No. My name is Hong Shang."
Chu Xuan was him, yet he was not Chu Xuan.
Chu Xuan's schemes existed only within individual chapters, while he controlled the countless sands of immeasurable dimensions within the Primordial World, all variables of the past and future.
"In Taiyi Mythology, the Investiture of the Gods was the beginning of the Immeasurable Tribulation