Chapter 1543: Who is it?

oured onto Xiao Zheng's heart, causing his body to tremble suddenly and his face to slowly return to calm. He looked at Jiang Yun gratefully and said, "Thank you!"The way of medicine lies in cultivati..."Done!"

Just as Jiang Yun finally closed his eyes, and consciousness slipped away, a cold voice suddenly rang out in the gap between worlds!

Every word uttered is as if it comes into being by its own power!

Rays of power, invisible to ordinary people, appeared in abundance within the darkness and spread rapidly in all directions.

Wherever the power of law reaches, whether it is the colorful brilliance, the multitude of figures scattering within the light, or even the world still in a state of explosion, not yet fully detonated.

Even those who had escaped the danger zone of world destruction were all affected by this law's power, falling into stillness.

Whether it be people or objects, regardless of their cultivation level, even powerful beings like Lei Mu and Dao Er, or even Huanxu summoned by Jiangyun, all fell into a state of stillness.

In an instant, the vast expanse of the rift that had resembled a battlefield of demons and a hell on earth completely calmed down.

This kind of tranquility is truly too eerie, especially the sight presented in stillness, which appears even more horrifying!

Only one figure, transcending this stillness, moved slowly, traversing this frozen expanse.

Of course, he then asked the sect leader, "This technique, was it also performed by you"

And this technique is similar to the Sea-Calming Art mastered by Dao Tianyou, but the power of the two is vastly different.

Dao Tianyou can only fix things that are right in front of him, while the Sect Leader of Wen Dao can fix everything in heaven and earth.

At this very moment, the Sect Master of the Questioning Dao sect was surveying the surroundings. What was strange was that in the face of the heavy casualties suffered by the many disciples of his Questioning Dao sect, there was not a trace of emotion on his face, not even a hint of anger.

Just then, another figure appeared in the stillness, appearing before him.

This is a boy who appears to be only seven or eight years old, with red lips and white teeth. However, his small body is not solid, but rather appears illusory, constantly twisting and distorting.

The child's face wore an expression of anger that was utterly incongruous with his youthful appearance. His eyes, which held the weight of countless lifetimes, did not glance at the stillness around him, nor at the seated headmaster of the Wenda sect standing some distance away. Instead, they plunged directly into the still, multicolored light.

A moment later, he walked out of the light. At this moment, his body was trembling slightly, and his eyes stared fixedly at the Headmaster of Wenda Sect before him, saying word by word: "Did you really kill him!"

"Don't you know he is my disciple"

Of course, this child is Ginger Cloud's master, Gu Bulao!

Although he arrived here as quickly as possible from the distant Dao Ruins, he was still one step too late!

In the very heart of that world's explosion, Jiang Yun's figure had vanished without a trace, not even a wisp of his presence remained. It seemed as though Jiang Yun, along with those worlds, had been obliterated into nothingness.

Facing the unchanging question of ancient times, Dao, whose face remained impassive, replied to the sect master: "I know!"

This bland answer made Gu Bulao take another step forward. His tiny body was almost completely distorted, and a terrifying aura emanated from him, spreading over those stationary multicolored lights. It instantly caused these lights to collapse with a deafening boom, turning into nothingness.

Even a mere sliver of his breath could shatter these lights, it's clear that Gu Bulao's strength is also terrifyingly powerful. This is also how Gu Bulao expresses his anger to the sect leader of Wen Daozong.

"Why would you still want to kill him!"

"Because he killed my son, Dao Tianyun!"

"Very well! Very well!" Gu Bulao nodded repeatedly. "He killed your son, you avenged your son, it's only natural! But you killed my disciple, now I avenge my disciple, it's also only natural!"

The Sect Master asked Dao Gu Bu Lao, shaking his head. "If your main body had come, we could have fought, but now you are just a clone formed from Dao Qi. You are no match for me!"

"Haha!" Gu Bulao laughed angrily, "This clone is indeed no match for you, because I didn't expect that you would conceal your strength so deeply, not even I could detect it!"

"However, I'm not keeping this clone either. Even if it's not your opponent, at least it'll let me see just how strong you really are!"

Just as Gu Bulao was about to make a move, the Sect Master spoke again, "Gu Bulao, you still have three disciples, and moreover, I have shown mercy to your eldest disciple, Dongfang Bo."

"Otherwise, now you've lost not just one disciple, but two!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Bulao's body trembled violently. All his thoughts were focused on Jiang Yun at that moment, and he only then remembered Dongfang Bo and the others.

At a glance, Gu Bulao saw Dongfang Bo being held in Xuan Yuanxing's arms.

...and with his powerful eyesight, he naturally saw at a glance that Dongfang Bo, though unconscious and barely breathing, was not in any real danger.

Even more so, his injuries stemmed primarily from the fact that he had cast the Nine Sacrifices Heaven Art and hadn't fully recovered from a previous soul wound.

The Sect Master spoke again: "Gu Bulao, take another good look around. Your disciple not only killed my son, but also killed so many disciples of the Wenda Sect."

"If you want to avenge your disciples, then I will avenge my dead disciples!"

“Your disciples deserve to die! But my disciple, he should not!” Gu Bulao’s face broke into a sinister smile. “Come, come, come! Let us fight each other, and avenge our respective disciples!”

As soon as his voice fell, Gu Bulao suddenly reached out and slapped the void with a palm. The stillness around them was suddenly violently shaken.

In the midst of this upheaval, tombstones stood erect like mushrooms after a rain, appearing one after another and forming a circle, encircling the headmaster of the Questioning Dao Sect.

Each tombstone bore the face of the Sect Master who had questioned them, and each expression on those faces was different.

Some laughed out loud, some frowned and worried, while others wept openly.

It's as if Gu Bulao, using the image of the Taoist master, has depicted the myriad aspects of humanity!

> The single, eerie sight of this scene would chill anyone who witnessed it.

"The Head of the Sect only glanced at his own faces carved on the tombstones before saying, 'Gu Bulao, is this your Human Path'"

"Indeed, this is my 'Human Dao!'" Gu Bulao said coldly.

The sect leader nodded and said, "Gu Bulao, we have met before. If you want to fight, I will naturally accompany you, but not now. One day, I will go to Dao Xu myself and have a battle with you!"

As soon as his voice fell, Sect Master Wen suddenly raised his hand and struck out with a powerful palm strike. In the ensuing silence, all the tombs and tombstones crumbled into dust.

Just then, a figure dashed towards them from afar. A colorless flame surrounded this person.

Whether it was the easy destruction of his own techniques or the arrival of that other figure, Gu Bulao ignored them both.

Even, he did not make another move. He just watched those collapsing tombs and gravestones, his eyes narrowed slightly, then he deeply gazed at the Sect Master and asked, “You and I have met once before, now, I only hope you answer me one question!”

"The Way has no name, who are you then"

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