Although the Measureless Calamity had yet to reveal its momentum,
Gu Changqing was utterly certain that, within the Heavenly Dao's Great Momentum, the Investiture of the Gods Measureless Calamity would not simply vanish without cause.
On the contrary, as the Profound Gate came to regard him as a thorn in its eye and a splinter in its flesh, the Measureless Calamity would only grow more terrifying.
Thus, those weaker Interception Sect disciples had no need to endure this calamity at all.
Of course, there was another, more important reason.
The Human World Realm was now no weaker than the Immortal and Divine Realm.
If the Interception Sect disciples were reborn among humans, they could still attain profound cultivation in time. Living long enough to watch the ages pass would be no trouble either.
At this thought, Gu Changqing stirred inwardly.
With a sweep of his hand, he directly unleashed a supreme Divine Art.
This time, however, it was not to attack Haotian or the Four Saints.
Four words slipped softly from his lips.
"Great Salvation Art!"
Indeed!
What Gu Changqing unleashed was precisely the Great Salvation Art, one of the Three Thousand Great Daos.
The words "great salvation" alone were enough to reveal this Divine Art's power and extraordinary nature.
In an instant, vast swathes of Buddhist light burst forth outside, mingling into a luminous haze before cascading down.
To all living beings, this act seemed to display no might whatsoever.
Yet only Gu Changqing and beings on the level of the sages could faintly sense it.
Beneath that Buddhist light of great salvation, the remnant souls on Golden Ao Island seemed to receive some summons, drifting toward the Underworld.
This technique did more than guide the souls of countless disciples into reincarnation.
It also nourished them with Buddhist light.