An Qi Sheng's gaze was deep, as if many lights and shadows flowed within.

The Great Art of Inviting Gods (qing shen da fa) was a technique with an extremely low entry barrier but an extremely high upper limit. Its level of achievement depended entirely on the level of the 'god' being invited.

Even those who had only been initiated into a Daoist lineage for three to five years could, if they understood the Art of Inviting Gods and were connected to the 'god' they were inviting, possess a power that far surpassed their natal magic treasure, even surpassing a True Person (zhen ren) who had achieved supernatural powers.

An Qi Sheng naturally understood this very clearly.

However, 'Inviting Gods' was not limited to 'inviting' the lords of the Netherworld to descend. There were other wondrous aspects as well. Otherwise, the many Daoists of the Human Path (ren jian dao) would not have taken notice of Qin Wu Yi.

If Qin Wu Yi could do it, then naturally, he could too.

Whoosh~

A cold wind blew.

Old Daoist Lian Sheng fell into silence, speechless for a long time.

He had both agreement and hesitation.

He did not deny the strength of an existence that had appeared out of nowhere and could easily suppress Daoist Tian Yi, but he also did not dare to easily agree to anything.

However, this might be the only chance for survival for the Human Path.

"I dare not fail the True Person's (zhen ren) entrustment, " Lian Sheng Daoist took a deep breath and agreed after a moment.

"However, the Human Path must leave one person behind in this Qingdu City..."

"Your disciple is currently in the dungeon. His condition is not good, but his life is not in danger," Ye Xiao Yi couldn't help but interject with a crisp voice.

The Heavenly Intent Teaching (tian yi jiao) did not pay much attention to Old Daoist Lian Sheng and his disciple, the Quiet Heart Daoist Child (jing xin dao tong). Xiao Feng had sealed Old Daoist Lian Sheng and thrown his disciple into the dungeon.

The environment was certainly not good, but his life was not in danger.

Because, for the Heavenly Intent Teaching, the declining Human Path was not an object of fear.

What they feared and were wary of were the Tathagata Monastery (ru lai yuan), Daoist Tian Ji, and the City Gods (cheng huang) of the world.

"In that case..."

Old Daoist Lian Sheng took a deep breath, clenched the 'Grass Return Pill (cao huan dan)' in his palm, and finally agreed.

"This poor Daoist will follow the True Person's wishes and take a trip to the other four continents..."

He had no reason to refuse, or rather, he dared not refuse.

Because this was very likely the Human Path's last chance. Once missed, there might never be a second chance.

"Then I shall trouble you."

An Qi Sheng was not surprised. His calm voice was imprinted in Old Daoist Lian Sheng's heart.

"This journey is difficult and easy. It is just a matter of following your heart. There is no need to worry about other trivial matters..."

Speaking of this, he paused slightly and looked at the Confucian Daoist, Huang Qing Er, and others, whom he felt some pity for in his heart.

"This journey to the other continents is far away, far more than one hundred and eight thousand li. There will be many difficulties and obstacles along the way. Since the four of you have encountered this, whether it was by accident or by fate, it is all karma.

It is just right for you to accompany Daoist Lian Sheng on this journey..."

Daoist Lian Sheng was proficient in the Art of Inviting Gods, but he could not invite gods every time something happened. In his current state, he naturally needed a few people to accompany and protect him.

Although these people's cultivation was ordinary, they had been through many hardships over the years, and there were some things that were pleasing to the eye.

This journey to the other continents was more than one hundred and eight thousand li.

It was precisely such talents that were needed...

"Ah?!"

The Confucian Daoist's heart trembled, and he was dumbfounded, momentarily bewildered.

The pity in his heart had not yet dissipated. What was going on? Why was it his turn?

The White Lotus Daoist (bai lian dao ren) and the other three also trembled, their faces turning as black as the bottom of a pot, as if they were constipated.

They had no intention of going to other continents at all.

Not to mention the dangers along the way, just the journey itself would be enough to kill them...

"True Person!"

The White Lotus Daoist couldn't help but clasp his hands and bow, his voice as low as possible, but he still couldn't suppress the boiling in his heart.

"Although we have offended the True Person, we have not deserved such a punishment, have we?"

He couldn't bear it.

Going to other continents would take decades. If he really went, he might not even have a chance to return to Great Qing in his lifetime.

"That's right! True Person, although we have offended you, such punishment is too much..."

The Confucian Daoist smiled wryly.

"True Person, this junior came here with absolutely no intention of being your enemy. Now that the Grass Return Pill is already in your possession, this junior will definitely not have the slightest desire for it..."

No one wanted to travel long distances, journeying for decades or even hundreds of years, or even wandering until death. How terrifying was that?

They naturally couldn't bear it.

They might not be able to return alive.

Huang Qing Er and the Tongue-less Daoist (wu she dao ren), although they did not speak, had serious expressions, as if they would rather die.

Although they had not been to other continents, they had heard rumors about the various natural dangers and forbidden lands.

Even Tribulation Transcending True Persons (du jie zhen ren) and even Nascent Soul True Persons (yuan shen zhen ren) might fall there. Where did they get the courage to dare to闯 (chuang, recklessly barge) in?

"Heh heh."

An Qi Sheng seemed to ignore the White Lotus Daoist and the others, looking at Daoist Lian Sheng and smiling gently.

"What does the Daoist think?"

"This..."

Daoist Lian Sheng composed himself, glanced at the Confucian Daoist and the other four, whose faces were as ugly as if they were constipated, and nodded.

"Of course, it is acceptable..."

An Qi Sheng nodded.

He then looked at the White Lotus Daoist, the Confucian Daoist, and the other four.

"What do you all think?"

"I..."

The faces of the few were extremely ugly, as if they had swallowed a dead child, and their smiles were more unsightly than crying.

"Everything, everything is up to the True Person's arrangement. We have no objections..."