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As winter gives way to spring, the time of Blossoming in Full Splendor approaches, and for the Northern Border Army, another wave of attacks from the million-strong forces of the Ninth Underworld is imminent.
At this moment, both sides have gathered unprecedented military strength outside Anping Pass.
This will be an unparalleled war, not only because the forces mobilized by Both Sides have reached an unprecedented scale, but also because it involves territory, the rise and fall of Yimen, and even the survival of the Dao Tradition.
Without support from the heavenly realm, having exhausted centuries of accumulation from the Dao Sect, the lurking threat of the Demonic Path and the oppression from the Ninth Underworld have put this ancient Super Sect, which has long stood at the pinnacle of Daoist Orthodoxy, to its first true test of life and death.
Born from adversity, perishing in comfort.
With Primordial Dao master Chen Taiyi having burned his boats in a desperate attempt to seek a contrasting Dao Seed for enlightenment and failing in his plan to attain Fortune, he met his demise, leading to the downfall of the ancient Sect of Cheng Dao Sect, which had once thrived in carefree times.
To alleviate the pressure from the Ninth Underworld at Anping Pass, the Great Qin Empire has established a defensive line stretching six Qianli, ready to launch counterattacks at any moment, preventing the Nine Nether Alliance from redeploying troops from the western front.
Yet everyone knows that no matter what, Anping Pass cannot be held. The city will fall; it is merely a matter of time.
One year, two years, three years, or even longer.
Emerging from the barrier, Gu Ping initially gazed at the gradually disappearing silhouette of Cangqing Mountain, ultimately realizing that he had arrived at another phase of his journey.
The last two remaining Mahayana Practitioners of the Light Path Classic, after making a decision following their battle at Kunlun, saw Liu Liang lead a small group away with Gu Ping. From that point on, they no longer referred to themselves as disciples of the Light Path Classic, instead aligning with Yin Tianheng's lineage, determined to fulfill the original wish of establishing a new path for the Dao Tradition.
Those who remained at Cangqing Mountain would fight for the future of Ru Ming Light Path Classic, making their initial stand as representatives of the sect, even though it felt like moths drawn to a flame.
I never expected that Sister Summer Solstice wouldn't choose to follow along. Keke looked down on me for having multiple wives and refused to be a concubine.
Seeing Jiang Anbo's infuriating expression, Gu Ping drew the Liangyi Sword and swung it, unleashing the Dominating Sword technique. Jiang Anbo shrank back, shivering in fear.
No way.
Even Gu Ping felt a sense of admiration. The words "I don't deny" and "Minghong" held significant meaning in the hearts of those from Xiazhi. Although Jiang Anbo appeared carefree, Gu Ping knew that at this moment, aboard the spaceship, none of the former disciples of the Light Path Classic wished to leave.
Those who remained on Cangqing Mountain lived in isolation, steadfastly holding onto their beliefs. How could there be any betrayal of their Sect?
The reason those people were on the spaceship was due to the needs of the Light Path Classic, as they were the initial seeds planted by Liu Dong.
Standing beside the spaceship's railing, Night Emperor remained silent for a long time, his cheeks trembling slightly. The complete departure of the Light Path Classic felt like it was slipping further away from him.
For someone who had once lost their Sect but still clung to Dao Tradition, abandoning decades of belief might be more painful than facing death itself.
At that moment, Night Emperor was engulfed by a profound sense of helplessness. It felt as if his fellow disciples, with whom he once shared joyous moments, were right before him. The Sect he once knew seemed so close, just like the once-thriving Light Path Classic was within reach.
It was like a dream—a nightmare from which he didn't know when he would awaken.
After an outing, his Sect was gone, the Light Path Classic had been destroyed by Daoist Sect, and he had gone from being a disciple of a prestigious sect to a fugitive being hunted down.
Yet Night Emperor never considered giving up. Even if he stood alone against numerous pursuers closing in on him, even if he saw his fellow disciples stepping into traps to save him, he would not falter.
The Night Emperor never considered giving up. He felt that his persistence held some meaning, as he bore the fate of the Sect on his shoulders; he could not afford to fall.
But tomorrow...
The Night Emperor did not know whether he truly wished to continue holding on. The responsibilities he once carried seemed to drift further away from him, the beautiful life he had known felt like a fleeting dream, and the goals he had worked so hard to achieve now appeared to be nothing but a joke.
The Light Path Classic was no longer what it used to be. He could not deny it.
A heavy atmosphere enveloped Skyship Mountain as it gradually flew away from the barrier surrounding Cangqing Mountain. The once nearby mountains transformed into the distant Lofty Mountains.
It would never return, never again.
Zhang Qian murmured to himself. He had thought that Xiazhi would choose to leave as well, but who would have imagined that the most stubborn person would be Xiazhi, that quiet little girl all along?
Ever since the academy conducted a thorough investigation of the disciples of the Light Path Classic, Zhang Qian had been alone. Guided by the Identity Jade Token, he quietly arrived at Cangqing Mountain. It was not until Gu Ping's arrival that Zhang Qian began to see a glimmer of hope.
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