Global Catastrophe: I Begin to Evolve from an Ancient Tree-Chapter 179: What Does Taichu Sacred Land Mean?

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Chapter 179: Chapter 179: What Does Taichu Sacred Land Mean?

The aura of the million-strong army surged like a rainbow, intertwining with a terrifying presence that changed the celestial phenomena.

As the army was about to head toward the Sacred Land of the Ancient Wilderness, the void shattered, and a towering figure clad in black-gold robes appeared abruptly. The terrifying might, akin to an abyss, crushed the Azure Sky, making the faces of the million cultivators from the Cyan Yang Divine Court change.

"Gu Tiangang!"

"The Saint has arrived!"

All cultivators’ gazes focused on the figure in the void. The terrifying pressure from the Saint made them feel as if a mountain was pressing down on them, leaving them breathless.

Gu Changqing and Yang Yan, among others, also had their expressions change.

The pressure of the Saint!

Even facing it in reality, their hearts were filled with great terror.

"In the last battle, I spared you some breathing room, but I didn’t expect you would dare to invade again, courting death.

Today, I vow that you cultivators will return with no outcoming!"

Gu Tiangang’s voice was icy. As he spoke, strong figures from the Sacred Land of the Ancient Wilderness and other factions also arrived in time.

The next moment.

Gu Tiangang pressed down with his palm, and the space shattered. The terrifying power poured down, making Yang Yan and other strong figures’ expressions drastically change.

The might of a Saint is akin to the crumbling of heavens and earth.

Even a casual strike is not something an ordinary cultivator can withstand.

At the instant Gu Tiangang made his move, Gu Changqing and the other five sixth-stage strong figures exchanged glances and then joined forces, unleashing vast Spiritual Power, attacking towards the sky.

"Boom—"

The clash of two forces, the power of the sixth stage appeared fragile in front of the seventh stage. Even the collaboration of five sixth-stage experts couldn’t change a thing.

Spiritual Qi dispersed as Gu Changqing and others shuddered as if struck by lightning, their Qi and blood churning endlessly.

With just one strike, Gu Changqing and others were thoroughly at a disadvantage.

"Hmph, the power of a Saint is beyond your understanding. But I didn’t expect your Cyan Yang Realm to have such profound foundations, nurturing so many cultivators in just twenty years.

If you are allowed to grow for a hundred years, you might truly become a major threat to the Ancient Wilderness!"

A murderous intent shone in Gu Tiangang’s eyes.

Twenty years ago, there were only a few fifth-stage cultivators in the Cyan Yang Realm; now, there are over a hundred fifth-stage cultivators, with several sixth-stage cultivators emerging. This change in strength secretly shocked the Saint Master of the Ancient Wilderness.

With a force like the Cyan Yang Realm, before I achieved Dao, Gu Tiangang could not be sure of handling it.

But today is different. The situation is no longer the same.

Now that I have achieved Dao as a Saint, not to mention that there are strong figures from all factions of the Ancient Wilderness gathered here, plus the arrival of experts from the three Great Emperor-level Influences, addressing the mere million cultivators of the Cyan Yang Realm is as easy as a hand’s turn.

"The invasion of the Cyan Yang Realm into the Ancient Wilderness is an offense against the Immortal Extinction Realm. All cultivators from the Immortal Extinction Realm should take the extermination of foreign races as their duty!"

Gu Tiangang shouted aloud. With these words, all the arriving cultivators of the Ancient Wilderness were invigorated, and their gazes towards the cultivators of the Cyan Yang Realm were also filled with killing intent.

"Kill!"

"Exterminate the foreign race!"

"The small Cyan Yang Realm dares invade the Ancient Wilderness, deserving death!"

One of the elders of the Sacred Land of the Ancient Wilderness roared angrily, leading the charge against the cultivators of the Cyan Yang Realm. As he made his move, the cultivators from other factions also acted simultaneously.

At the moment the Ancient Wilderness side acted, Yang Yan also moved with his Divine Thought. A long sword emerged from behind him, and with it, an astonishing Sword Intent erupted.

"Break the Ancient Wilderness, exterminate the Sacred Land, kill!"

A sharp shout, Yang Yan manipulated the long sword, transforming it into a hundred strands of Sword Qi, rushing towards an elder of the fifth-stage True Monarch from the Sacred Land of the Ancient Wilderness. The terrifying edge made the elder’s face change drastically, and he hurriedly defended.

"Boom—"

The two sides were instantly locked in battle.

Mountains collapsed.

The earth cracked.

The cultivators from both sides collided like torrents, instantly erupting with destructive waves, tearing apart the Azure Sky, as if the sun and moon lost their light.

At the same time.

Gu Tiangang stepped forward, his fist subduing mountains and rivers, aiming precisely at the five sixth-stage strong figures led by Gu Changqing.

The strongest from the Cyan Yang Realm present were these five people. As long as they were eliminated, the remaining cultivators posed no threat.

"Kill!"

Gu Changqing and the other five exchanged glances. They saw in each other’s eyes a resolute determination to face death, unleashing their full power of the Unity Stage, surrounding Gu Tiangang to kill.

But unfortunately, the power gap between them and Gu Tiangang was too vast. In no time at all, each of them was defeated, spitting blood from their mouths.

Gu Tiangang’s face was disdainful, looking at Gu Changqing and the others as if staring at the dead.

"Mere ants dare defy a Saint; it’s simply courting death..."

He no longer wanted to toy with Gu Changqing and the others. Just as he was about to truly use the power of a Saint to decisively kill them, a warning surged in his heart.

The next moment.

Gu Tiangang, without looking, backhanded a palm, shattering the void, just in time to obliterate a fist gang. When he saw who had attacked, his face darkened.

"What is the meaning of this, Sacred Land of Taichu?"

The one who struck was none other than Zhang Ming.

Gu Tiangang never expected the Saint Son of the Sacred Land of Taichu to attack him at this moment.

"Could it be that the Sacred Land of Taichu fears me, worrying I’ll achieve Dao in this great era, hence striking first?"

For a moment, countless thoughts swirled in Gu Tiangang’s mind.

The Golden Era is to vie for the position of Great Emperor. Any prodigy destined to become an opponent. Only by suppressing the geniuses of an era and wielding supreme fortune do they stand a chance to achieve Great Emperor status.

Just as Gu Tiangang thought he understood the purpose of the Sacred Land of Taichu, Zhang Ming laughed heartily, his disguise gradually unraveling, revealing his former appearance.

"The Saint Master of the Ancient Wilderness certainly forgets the past easily. It’s been twenty years; do you remember Zhang?"

"You are... from the Cyan Yang Realm!"

Gu Tiangang was first stupefied, but soon memories surfaced in his mind, and he looked at Zhang Ming with added shock in his eyes.

He never imagined the person from the Cyan Yang Realm back then was now the first Saint Son of the Sacred Land of Taichu.

But after being shocked, Gu Tiangang immediately realized.

His gaze at Zhang Ming was filled with coldness: "No wonder when I issued the warrant, there was no trace of you. So, you ventured into the Divine Wilderness and infiltrated the Sacred Land of Taichu. It truly received me unexpectedly!"

Being the first Saint Son of the Sacred Land of Taichu signified Zhang Ming’s immense talent and potential. Moreover, the punch that just came contained power comparable to the peak of the True Monarch level.

It was evident that in twenty years, the ant who barely compared to a Daoist in the past had now reached an extremely profound realm.

Even Gu Tiangang secretly feared such rapid progress.