Chapter 615: The Sole One of Tai Xuan Tian of the Ancient Times!

Gu's expression suddenly darkened.

Sure enough, it was because earlier, when Tai Xuan Tian had taken advantage of the situation to urge him…

Although he had long anticipated it, hearing the Master Jianzu say it personally still left him somewhat shocked.

A single instant's lingering image…

Just a single instant's lingering image had been sensed by him, and he had directly ignored the interference of time, anchoring the location of Tai Xuan Tian!

Clearly the past was His domain, clearly the past was the authority He wielded!

He wanted to rise from the Wang Zuo and expel the Master Jianzu from Tai Xuan Tian.

But the moment the thought formed in his mind…

Crack!

A crack appeared on the seven-colored silk balls on either side of the armrest, and wisps of fluid-like seven-colored auspicious mist seeped out from within.

Boom!

Rumble rumble rumble!!!

The entire Tai Xuan Tian began to tremble, shaking ceaselessly.

But then the dark, ferocious crack that stretched across the firmament began to expand once more, stretching toward both ends of heaven and earth, as if about to split the entire Tai Xuan Tian in two!

A blazing crimson light lit up behind the sky, and a red moon encompassing the sword Dao from ancient times to the present slowly rose, suspended behind Xu Xing.

Amid the clangor of sword-chimes, the scarlet moonlight spilled down, dimming the light of the sun.

All of this happened in a fraction of an instant, and the entire Tai Xuan Tian had already been dyed the color of the red moon.

Wherever the moonlight shone, starting from the edges of heaven and earth, Tai Xuan Tian was gradually becoming illusory.

This special heaven and earth, condensed from the authority of the past, was having its very foundation of existence shaken to the brink of collapse by the erosion of the red moon.

Within the Hall of Years.

Gu, who was struggling to maintain the foundation of Tai Xuan Tian's continued existence, stared fixedly at Xu Xing, both shocked and furious in his heart.

In His perception, the spatiotemporal corrective repulsion He had triggered and empowered surged toward Xu Xing like terrifying waves, wanting to erase this existence that did not belong to the past and send him back to the correct timeline.

Yet that spatiotemporal corrective repulsion, powerful enough to shake those who had attained the Dao and difficult even for Immortal Ancestor-level beings to resist, could not even approach him before being split in two!

No good!

He could not be allowed to continue.

If this went on, the very foundation of Tai Xuan Tian's continued existence would be erased.

"Old times, shed the world to be born!"

A low chant transformed into a ripple-like wave that spread outward, and Tai Xuan Tian itself immediately responded.

First was the great hall where Gu himself dwelt, condensed from infinite years, located at the very center of heaven and earth.

Then mountains and rivers, grass and trees, lakes and seas, and even the great sun above the firmament, which had already grown dim and lightless under the intimidation of the sword-Dao red moon, all manifested layer upon layer of overlapping afterimages.

A single technique, 'Old Times Shed the World,' caused the entire Tai Xuan Tian to become hazy and illusory!

From the entire heaven and earth above, down to every living being within Tai Xuan Tian, and even the tiniest particles floating in the air—all were the same!

Only Xu Xing, who stood holding his sword with a red moon suspended behind him, was unaffected in the slightest.

"Nice try."

A calm voice echoed outward.

Hum~!

The sword-Dao red moon behind Xu Xing suddenly blazed with intense light!

In an instant, countless tiny sword-lights darted through the hazy, illusory, layered afterimages of Tai Xuan Tian, like 'suturing,' forcibly pulling Tai Xuan Tian back to its original state.

"What exactly are you trying to do?!!"

Gu was both shocked and furious in his heart, but even more so, bewildered.

He had just intended to use the method of 'Old Times Shed the World' to sever off the portion of Tai Xuan Tian after the time point of 'the Master Jianzu's arrival,' thereby altering the 'past' of 'the Master Jianzu anchoring Tai Xuan Tian.'

Failing that, he could at least cut apart the spacetime of Tai Xuan Tian, and wield the version of Tai Xuan Tian from before the Master Jianzu's arrival, avoiding the Master Jianzu's anchoring.

The result was naturally failure…

The Master Jianzu's own existence was eternally singular; the 'past' in which he anchored Tai Xuan Tian was not distant enough, and He could not shake it at all…

Even the process of cutting apart Tai Xuan Tian's spacetime was forcibly interrupted, causing Tai Xuan Tian to return to its original state.

However!

Since he could do this much, then the Master Jianzu had the ability to sever the very foundation of Tai Xuan Tian's continued existence.

Yet he had not done so…

Xu Xing did not answer Gu's question, but instead raised his head to look at the ferocious crack stretching across both ends of heaven and earth.

He saw that within the surging, immeasurable red light, a point of purple hue, under the effect of the spatiotemporal corrective repulsion, had already broken through the blockade he had set up and was about to reach Tai Xuan Tian.

Xuan had come!

More precisely, the moment he sensed something was wrong, Xuan had been rushing toward Tai Xuan Tian without pause.

He had merely been blocked by the blockade Xu Xing had set up.

"What a pity."

Xu Xing withdrew his gaze.

After all, the place he was in belonged to the domain of the past, and the blockade he set up could not possibly obstruct Xuan for too long.

"However, this is enough."

The purpose of his coming to Tai Xuan Tian this time had already been achieved, and there was even an unexpected gain…

Looking at the seven-colored flowing radiance in his hand, which kept swimming about yet was tightly bound by a cage condensed from crimson sword-edge light, a faint smile appeared on Xu Xing's face.

The very beginnings of the Taigu and Jigu eras—that was a domain they had never understood.

From it, perhaps one could understand the various things that happened at the birth of these two Innate Dao-Attained beings, Gu and Xuan...

Thinking of this, Xu Xing prepared to turn and leave.

Suddenly, feeling something in his heart, he looked toward a certain place within Gu Tai Xuan Tian.

He saw that beneath the surging crimson radiance, a distortion caused by a sudden, inexplicable spatio-temporal turbulence had swallowed several hundred members of the Cang Clan.

"..." After a brief silence, "In the end, they are the 'Heaven-Favored Clan'..."

In a soft sigh, Xu Xing's figure dispersed into nothingness like a moon reflected on water.

The blood-red moonlight receded like a tide, and the crimson moon that encompassed all sword Dao from antiquity to the present vanished along with it.

In an instant, the dimmed great sun radiated light once more, and the blazing scarlet glow behind the firmament was replaced by boundless, surging purple Qi.

Inside the Hall of Ages.

Gu sat high upon Wang Zuo, staring blankly through the breach cut into the Hall of Ages, looking at the spot where Xu Xing had appeared and then vanished.

The very foundation of Gu Tai Xuan Tian's survival, which had just been on the verge of collapse and felt as though it might snap at any moment, was gradually recovering its stability with the disappearance of the crimson moon.

If not for the breach still cut into the Hall of Ages by the Master Jianzu, and that hideous rift still spanning the two ends of heaven and earth, He would have thought that nothing had just happened.

Just as Gu was lost in thought, wisps and strands of purple Qi flowed down from the rift in the firmament, converging at the spot where Xu Xing had just appeared and vanished, gathering into an incomprehensibly profound supreme existence, as if expounding all the profound principles of the world.

Xuan!

His gaze swept across all of Gu Tai Xuan Tian; His blurred features revealed no expression.

He saw Xuan raise His hand, point two fingers toward one end of the rift in the firmament, and then sweep toward the other end.

Silently, the once hideous rift in the firmament rapidly mended.

By the time Xuan withdrew His hand, the sky, which had looked like torn cloth, had already returned to its original state.

The azure sky was washed clean, not a single wisp of cloud to be seen.

Only an extremely faint red line, unnoticeable without focused observation, hid itself within the firmament, merging perfectly with the entire heaven and earth.

A glint of gravity flashed through Xuan's eyes.

"This is troublesome now."

After a long while, He finally withdrew His gaze and drifted toward the Hall of Ages, situated at the very center of heaven and earth.

Even though He had tried His utmost to conceal it, He had still allowed the Master Jianzu to sense the location of 'Heaven'.

The current time-space of the Xuan Realm.

The Starry Sky Frontline Battlefield.