The Birth of a Great Dao

"What does it mean, find a master?" Jiang Xiu's expression instantly turned ugly.

For the Heavenly Court to obtain the Great Dao Divine Weapon, how much effort had it poured in, how many risks had it taken? Yet the Great Dao Divine Weapon needed to choose its own master. If it chose someone other than an immortal god of the Heavenly Court, would all their previous efforts not have gone down the drain?

Jiang Jian said calmly, "Perhaps all the immortal gods of the Heavenly Court should be allowed to try once. If the Great Dao Divine Weapon does not choose the Heavenly Court, then we can only fulfill its wish. No matter who obtains this treasure, it will benefit the Immortal Dao. It should not remain buried here."

Jiang Xiu's expression shifted between light and dark. He knew that was true, yet he remained unwilling to accept it. Mainly because he had anticipated this for so many years; if the outcome proved unsatisfactory, he would naturally feel miserable. But no matter what, he had to place the interests of the Immortal Dao as a whole above all else.

Immediately afterward, Jiang Xiu turned and departed, preparing to arrange for all immortal gods to enter the forbidden prison one by one.

Jiang Jian gazed toward the Great Dao Divine Weapon, regret showing in his eyes.

The very first time he saw the Great Dao Divine Weapon, he had felt an intense fondness for it. Unfortunately, the Great Dao Divine Weapon had not chosen him.

"I wonder who has such good fortune..."

While time sped by, the Purple Cloud Palace remained untouched by its passage.

Jiang Changsheng had immersed himself in creating a Dao, unable to extricate himself. He did not know how much time had passed before he finally