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Struggling on the slopes of Great Green Mountain, Gu Ping gritted his teeth against the pain, moving forward step by step. His legs felt weak, and he picked up a branch from the forest to support himself.
"Yoo!"
A slightly urgent voice sounded from the roadside. Gu Ping turned his head in response, revealing a bitter smile.
"Yoo!"
A gray-triangle-collared Red Fox was squatting by the road. Upon seeing Gu Ping turn around, it called out again.
"What are you doing there?"
Gu Ping leaned on his makeshift support and approached Pure Fox. He knew that this fox had followed him here. Bu Luo was far away, and he had just sought refuge in Flowing Cloud Realm, which should be safe for Pure Fox.
"Yoo!"
Another fox call echoed, and Gu Ping felt a bit helpless. Without a shared language, he realized that no matter what he said, this little fox would just keep responding with "Yoyo," and he couldn't understand its replies either.
Pure Fox seemed to sense Gu Ping's frustration. It moved closer to him, gradually enlarging its body. By the time it was near Gu Ping, it had already grown to the size of a small horse. A fox that big seemed unbelievable; no one would believe it if he told them.
Pure Fox tilted its neck and then wiggled its hindquarters, letting out another sound.
"What are you doing?" Gu Ping shook his head. Without Minghong around, it was clear that this intelligent fox had its own intentions, and he could only manage a wry smile.
Pure Fox looked at Gu Ping without any reaction, only managing a bitter smile. It circled around Gu Ping and nudged him with its head, startling Gu Ping.
Ah!
A sudden wave of pain coursed through Gu Ping, causing him to let out a cry of anguish.
Pure Fox, however, paid no attention to Gu Ping's suffering and took off running towards the other side of Great Green Mountain. Unbeknownst to it, Gu Ping was clinging tightly to its body, terrified of being thrown off. The rough ride nearly dislocated Gu Ping's joints, and the intense pain served as a reminder that Ming Gu Ping was still very much alive.
At this moment, nearly a hundred cultivators had gathered around Ling Chanzi. Some stared blankly at Tian Zai's grand battle; every move of the immortal seemed to change the weather—sometimes stirring up fierce winds, other times bathing everything in bright sunlight. People often said that Heavenly Might was unpredictable, but Ru Ming observed the True Immortal descend, and even the heavens seemed to change color.
Many were like Ling Chanzi just moments ago, sitting cross-legged on the ground while reciting the Dao De Jing, a classic work passed down by the Daoist Sect. Some were temporarily suppressing their worldly desires and emotions.
Leng Gucun looked at Gan Yuan and asked, "Do you think they can survive this?"
Gan Yuan nodded and gasped. "If Hong Yulong doesn't show up to witness tomorrow's scene, he will surely regret it."
Then he arrived.
Wei Wuyou suddenly fell silent. For a brief moment earlier, he had felt that Tian Zai was invincible in this realm; even that grotesque Primordial Celestial Demon would not be able to challenge him. Bu Luo was well aware of his own strength and had not been blinded by external desires.
How ridiculous they were! How ridiculous Light Path Classic was! Ha, ha!
Lu Chen Zhou shook his head and said with a hint of self-mockery. The monster before him had emerged from the Light Path Classic portal, yet Yan Dong, the True Immortal, had not prioritized eliminating the monster. Renran was concerned about the whereabouts of The Book of Radiant Path, unaware that the true Dao Canon could be seized by a mere mortal. Now they had completely lost track of that mortal's location. If that was not absurd enough, what could possibly be more ridiculous?
"Is that book, the Dao Canon, real?"
Fu Xiaohai had also approached Ling Chanzi, who had just put away her bow. She turned to Gan Yuan and asked, based on the actions of the Primordial Celestial Demon using the Flowing Light Reversal technique, it was not hard to deduce the conclusion about whether that Dao Canon was genuine.
Gan Yuan sighed but did not answer Fu Xiaohai. Instead, he began explaining the origins of The Book of Radiant Path.
The Book of Radiant Path belonged to Daoist Master Wei Guangming, containing the foundation of Dao Zun and Wei Guangming's teachings. It was akin to the Tai Xu Dao Men, Limitless Dao Gate, Infinite Dao Gate—artifacts and spells that were indeed powerful. However, its essence was far superior to mere artifacts or spells because of its foundational nature. Even if the Light Path Classic fell into decline, one could still find countless techniques within The Book of Radiant Path. Thus, the Light Path Classic would never truly perish.
"How did Dao Zun Wei Guangming die?" Gan Yuan suddenly interjected, cutting off Fu Xiaohai's words.
Upon hearing Gan Yuan's question, Fu Xiaohai's expression turned serious as she glanced around at everyone. She shook her head, indicating she did not know. It seemed no one wanted to speak on the matter; they all shared a similar thought.
Those from the Ninth Underworld should be aware of the legends of immortality, right? Another unrelated topic was brought up by Gan Yuan.
Youluo, Hades, Other Shore, Underworld—yet Lutuo had forgotten the River of Forgetfulness. As a native of Nine Netherman, Lu Chen Zhou naturally knew those legends well and was even quite familiar with them.
Mu Qinglong also knew but chose to remain silent at that moment, stirring up some rather unpleasant memories.
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