The Age Of Doom: I Can Deduce Countless Ages Of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 22: Significance

When Zhang Qingyuan saw the horse carriage approaching him, there was no ripple in his eyes.

The flying sword behind him only flickered lightly.

Qin Peng's head was directly severed, and the sharp sword edge on the torrent of flying swords that followed instantly divided his body into countless pieces.

And all of this happened in the blink of an eye.

Qin Peng couldn't believe it. The countless cultivators he had killed had actually returned.

In front of cultivators like this, he was as fragile as a piece of paper.

Zhang Qingyuan was like a gentle breeze blowing, and his life came to an end.

The gap between the two was simply too great.

Zhang Qingyuan's heart couldn't even stir a ripple. He calmly looked down at the panicked mortal army retreating, feeling as if he was watching ants on a tree.

"So this is the strength of the number one sect, Qingxiao Sect?"

The White Morning Demon King couldn't help but express his shock.

Wu Yuzhang also fell into silence.

He used to be a Gold Core cultivator too. Zhang Qingyuan's aura was now majestic, but his cultivation level was only at the Foundation Building stage.

Controlling hundreds of flying swords at the Foundation Building stage and killing millions of soldiers was an extremely exaggerated feat even before the end of the world.

Wu Yuzhang had met Zhang Qingyuan a few times before, although Zhang Qingyuan might not remember. He remembered Zhang Qingyuan's spirited appearance back then.

Now, in the end of the world era, Zhang Qingyuan's momentum not only did not diminish, but became even more powerful.

Just as he was stunned, the damage caused by the backlash of using the Golden Light Spell began to spread through his body.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Wu Yuzhang couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose with his sleeve.

"Are you alright?"

The White Morning Demon King couldn't help but ask with concern when he saw Wu Yuzhang's injuries.

A hint of surprise flashed in Wu Yuzhang's eyes, then he waved his hand at the White Morning Demon King and said, "It's nothing."

He slightly raised his head and looked at Zhang Qingyuan, who had already put away his flying sword and was preparing to return to the mountain.

For Zhang Qingyuan, the existence of Wu Yuzhang and the others meant nothing.

Of course, he also knew the White Morning Demon King. If it was before the end of the world, Zhang Qingyuan might have been more cautious, but now he was no different from a big cat.

"Senior Brother, I didn't expect your strength to have recovered to this level."

Mu Qingxi's excitement was hard to conceal in her eyes.

Zhang Qingyuan simply replied to Mu Qingxi, "This is just the beginning."

At this moment, everyone present had no doubt in their hearts when Zhang Qingyuan said this.

Because Zhang Qingyuan had already proven that this could really be just the beginning.

"True Immortal, now that you have recovered to such strength, with your current combat power combined with the Longevity Art and invincibility, what do you want to do next in this end of the world era?" Lu Yuyu looked at Zhang Qingyuan, who had a calm expression, and glanced at Wu Yuzhang and the other disciples below the mountain, asking.

Zhang Qingyuan had successfully resolved the crisis of the end of the world, and disciples like Wu Yuzhang who came to Qingxiao Sect would only increase in number.

"What's next?" Zhang Qingyuan's expression slightly froze at the question.

If it was before the end of the world, even with his ability to deduce, it would still take a long time for him to become the strongest in the world.

But now, on the continent, those who could maintain their Foundation Building stage cultivation were extremely rare, and those who could threaten him were even rarer.

He had never thought about what to do next.

At this moment, Zhang Qingyuan turned his head and looked at the mountains of corpses outside the mountain gate.

For him, the deaths of these mortals were just a breeze blowing through the world.

But for the outside world, it was enough to change the era.

The life and death of cultivators were the same for the world.

Regardless of the end of the world, this world had remained unchanged for eternity.

Memories of the original body kept emerging in Zhang Qingyuan's mind.

The exhilaration of killing countless ghosts with a single sword, the spirit of gathering heroes at the Buddhist ceremony, and... the helplessness and confusion in the face of spiritual changes.

Various thoughts emerged in his mind.

Zhang Qingyuan was lost.

He didn't know what he wanted to do next.

Meanwhile, Mu Qingxi and Mo Qingxi were eagerly waiting for Zhang Qingyuan to speak.

For them, Zhang Qingyuan was their backbone.

Facing the expectant gazes of everyone, Zhang Qingyuan furrowed his brows and said, "Next, we should collect martial arts from all over the world!"

For him, collecting martial arts and deducing them in different eras was something he would definitely do. As for other things, they were optional.

As for the significance of doing this...

Zhang Qingyuan couldn't give an answer, just like he didn't know why he came to this world.

He always felt a certain distance between himself and this world!

"Collect martial arts?"

Lu Yuyu was slightly surprised.

Mu Qingxi was also taken aback.

Since Zhang Qingyuan woke up, he seemed like a different person to them.

Zhang Qingyuan seemed to be only enthusiastic about the Daoist Treasury and martial arts.

As for the reason, no one had thought about it in detail.

Could there be something in the Daoist Treasury?

Mu Qingxi considered herself someone who understood Zhang Qingyuan, and at this moment, she was also a little puzzled as to why Zhang Qingyuan would say such things.

While everyone was puzzled.

The voice of Wu Yuzhang came from below the mountain again.

"Disciple Wu Yuzhang of the Canglan Sect, along with the White Morning Demon King, Black Bull Demon King, Green Feather Great King... and other demons, wish to meet you at the Qingxiao Sect!"

As this voice sounded.

Zhang Qingyuan paid no attention.

But Mu Qingxi and the others had some thoughts in their minds.

"Senior Brother, since you want to collect martial arts from all over the world, most of the martial arts in the mortal dynasties are circulating there. Wu Yuzhang is also from the outside, so why not ask him?"

Mu Qingxi had a thought and said to Zhang Qingyuan.

When these words were spoken.

Zhang Qingyuan also pondered for a moment.

They had been in the Qingxiao Sect for too long and didn't really know much about the outside world.

If Zhang Qingyuan wanted to collect martial arts, he would inevitably have some connection with the outside world.

...

Below the mountain.

Seeing that the three people at the gate of the mountain didn't respond for a long time, Wu Yuzhang's last hope of entering the Qingxiao Sect also extinguished.

"Failed."

A bitter expression appeared on Wu Yuzhang's face.

"It doesn't matter. At least we escaped. If someone can escape the shackles of the end times, it means there is still hope."

The White Morning Demon King was much more optimistic.

"This result is already good. Since we are not allowed to stay here, then we don't need this opportunity!"

The Black Bull Demon King said arrogantly.

On its back, a bird demon with green wings, a red head, and a white body was plucking arrows for it. It said indifferently, "Shut up! If there is a chance to go up the mountain, you are probably the first to go."

"Hmph! Green Feather, you underestimate me. Even in the end times, I still have dignity!"

"I would rather starve to death outside..."

Just as the Black Bull Demon King was about to retort the Green Feather Demon King, a female voice interrupted it.

"The Qingxiao Sect invites you all to come up for a meeting."

(End of this chapter)