Chapter 365: Mysterious Reincarnation, Fate Pen

Chapter 365 Mysterious Reincarnation, Fate Pen

Gu An compared it to his memories—these eyes weren’t the Black Profound Emperor’s. As for whether they belonged to the Extinction God Emperor, he couldn’t be sure.

Long Zhan had never actually seen the true body of the Extinction God Emperor—he was crushed to death by a single hand that emerged from the emperor.

Gu An couldn’t gauge the cultivation of those enormous eyes, but they were undoubtedly unsettling and carried a powerful sense of oppression.

Thanks to the Lifespan Barrier, Gu An wasn’t afraid of being detected.

He had assumed the eyes would disappear after a short while—but they didn’t.

Suddenly, Gu An saw two figures shoot out from those giant eyes, moving at astonishing speed as they streaked past overhead, flying toward the Heavenly Spirit Great Realm.

Though they passed above him, they were actually very far away.

Gu An turned his head to watch them go, frowning with a trace of concern in his gaze.

He could sense that the two figures were only at the Free Soaring Immortal Stage, but even so, they were more than capable of annihilating all living beings in the Heavenly Spirit Great Realm.

He still needed to break through his current stage—it wasn’t the right time to act.

And with those giant eyes still there, would acting now expose him?

He saw that Free Soaring Immortals from both the Immortal Dynasty and the Holy Court had shown up. He could only hope they could stop this mysterious threat.

However, just as the two figures reached the edge of the Oblivion Domain, they suddenly vanished.

Gu An keenly caught them diving into the laws of reincarnation, entering the outer light layer in a way cultivators couldn’t comprehend. In a flash, their auras disappeared without a trace.

Even the two Free Soaring Immortals hadn’t noticed anything.

Was this... reincarnation?

Gu An turned back and saw the enormous eyes slowly fading into the darkness, as if they had never appeared.

“Forget it, let’s break through first.”

Gu An raised his right hand and began forging his desired Supreme Immortal Treasure using his immense divine power.

At the Free Soaring Immortal Stage, one could already create Supreme Immortal Treasures, and for a Dao Treasury Free Soaring Immortal, this was even easier.

As his cultivation rapidly rose, Gu An swiftly formed the shape of his treasure, then infused it with his Dao, constructing a stable array of restrictions within.

Time passed.

After another half-hour, Gu An finally achieved Perfection in the Dao Treasury Free Soaring Immortal Stage!

In that moment, he felt unimaginably powerful, as though he could reach the heavens and split the earth.

His right hand continued shaping the Supreme Immortal Treasure. Dao light illuminated his face, and the Golden Mark on his forehead glowed brightly, adding an air of majesty to his appearance.

His gaze deepened as though seeing an entire world.

He glanced at his attribute panel and saw that he still had seventy million years of lifespan left.

He didn’t immediately remove the Lifespan Barrier, choosing instead to continue forging the treasure.

Now that he’d broken through, the barrier’s consumption of lifespan had drastically slowed.

The chaos in the Oblivion Domain also began to subside, allowing the hidden creatures there to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

It wasn’t just the beings of the Heavenly Spirit Great Realm who were afraid—even the Heaven Demons of the Oblivion Domain were trembling.

Legends of catastrophes could be heard everywhere—a reflection of how living beings fear the unknown, often associating it with divine wrath or calamity.

Once the spiritual energy of the Great Dao stopped raging and its laws ceased surging, the Oblivion Domain fell into a state of eerie silence—utterly oppressive.

Another two hours passed.

Gu An finally succeeded in condensing his Supreme Immortal Treasure. But for it to become a true Supreme Immortal Treasure, one step remained—he had to infuse it with his soul origin.

Such treasures weren’t just powerful magical artifacts—they were unique. Their indestructibility was rooted in the origin power of the Free Soaring Immortal who created them.

Suddenly, Gu An sensed a strange force emerging in the universe.

It was similar to the energy found in the outer light layer.

His Supreme Immortal Treasure seemed to yearn for that force’s recognition—as if it craved being imprinted by it.

Could this be the rules of the Heavenly Dao?

Gu An was secretly alarmed. He always felt that the Heavenly Dao was more dangerous than the laws of the Great Dao.

This danger stemmed from how perfect the Heavenly Dao seemed—almost as if it had its own consciousness.

No way!

He couldn’t allow his Supreme Immortal Treasure to form a connection with the Heavenly Dao!

Gu An forcefully suppressed the treasure in his hand.

After a while, it no longer attempted to approach the Heavenly Dao. The Dao light faded.

A white-handled brush with black bristles appeared in his hand. It looked quite ordinary.

Golden text began to appear on the brush handle.

Fate-Setting Brush.

Gu An’s lips curled into a smile—he was clearly pleased.

He still had more than sixty million years of lifespan left.

That was a dangerous breakthrough, but in the end, a successful one!

He stood up and vanished into thin air.

In a single step, he arrived at the outskirts of Xuan Valley.

Walking out of the woods, drifting Flying Snow swirled through the sky. Wherever he passed, the snow melted rapidly.

He halted, concealed the aura of his Dao Fruit, and continued walking forward.

Snowflakes fell upon him, and his figure gradually blended into the scene—like he was returning to the ordinary world.

A stick of incense later, Gu An returned to the Third Medicine Valley.

He stepped off the Teleportation Platform and headed toward the Go playing area.

Today, Nine-Fingered Divine Lord was once again crushing newbies—and his opponent was none other than Shen Xinzi.

Shen Xinzi held a copy of Romance of the Three Kingdoms in one hand and a Go piece in the other. He was frowning, visibly stuck in indecision.

Around them stood a dozen or so people—disciples of Medicine Valley, and some Grandmaster Cultivators from the Taixuan Sect. They murmured in low voices.

Gu An strolled over, twirling the Fate-Setting Brush in his hand.

You Yingying leaned over curiously. “You just bought that brush?”

The brush was larger than a regular one—closer in size to a flute. It caught her eye.

“Yeah, bought it this morning. Some elder sold it to me. Said it’s a Supreme Immortal Treasure,” Gu An replied with a grin.

You Yingying rolled her eyes. “If it’s a Supreme Immortal Treasure, how many High-Grade Spirit Stones did you spend?”

“Ten. Expensive, right?”

“…Heh.”

She looked at him like he was a fool and scoffed coldly.

Gu An held the Fate-Setting Brush out toward her. “One hundred High-Grade Spirit Stones. I’ll sell it to you. I’ll even take a loss.”

You Yingying smacked his arm and huffed, “I’m not that dumb. I’m not buying it! …Now if you give it to me, I might consider it.”

This girl… still trying to get it for free?

Gu An shot her a glare and kept walking toward Nine-Fingered Divine Lord and the others.

You Yingying followed, eyes carefully scanning Gu An.

She’d noticed his aura shifting more than once already.

Was he really hiding something? Had he actually taken Sword Sovereign of the Righteous Path as his master?

Gu An squeezed through the crowd and stopped behind Shen Xinzi. You Yingying stood beside him.

Across the table, Nine-Fingered Divine Lord raised his eyes to glance at Gu An. He also noticed the brush in Gu An’s hand and chuckled. “Nice-looking brush. Let me see it?”

Gu An spun the Fate-Setting Brush in his fingers and said, “One hundred High-Grade Spirit Stones. Yours. Might be a Supreme Immortal Treasure.”

Supreme Immortal Treasure?

Nine-Fingered Divine Lord laughed. He’d overheard the earlier conversation between Gu An and You Yingying and thought it was just Gu An teasing her—but now it seemed the kid actually believed it.

Putting on a serious face, he stared at the brush and said, “Oh? It really might be.”

Gu An’s expression froze.

Wait—did he really recognize it?

No way.

Tonight, I’m tapping his shoulder and using the Great Soul-Imprisoning Immortal Art to erase this memory!