I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 251

Chapter 251: The emergence of the Absolute Heavenly Extinction, even the people from the Heavenly Emperor Mountain do not dare to be reckless

“How’s the investigation proceeding?”

Gu Changge nodded slightly, maintaining a calm demeanor as he inquired.

“Reporting to master, Absolute Heavenly Extinction has indeed surfaced, though its precise location remains elusive. The Absolute Heavenly aura has swept through numerous regions with formidable force, annexing territories held by various powers,” the Night Fork Clan’s living spirit respectfully reported.

Ye Han, considered one of Gu Changge’s confidants, often handled essential matters on his behalf, and many in the outside world recognized the Night Fork’s association with him, refraining from provocation.

So much has unfolded during my seclusion.

Gu Changge raised an eyebrow, appearing somewhat puzzled. The premature emergence of Absolute Heavenly Extinction didn’t greatly concern him; few dared venture into its enveloped regions besides himself, assuming he sought to halt its spread. His renown shielded his true motives well.

“The construction of True Immortal Academy nears completion, yet news of candidate selection remains absent, suggesting a link to Absolute Heavenly Extinction,” the living spirit continued. Gu Changge contemplated this, his lips curling into an intriguing smile.

Once the time comes, aspiring individuals will flock to Absolute Heavenly Extinction for a chance at True Immortal Academy.

He mused.

“After hiding for so long, that horse-feeding boy surely won’t remain idle.”

With a decisive gesture, Gu Changge commanded, “Head to Southern Heaven.”

Instantly, a colossal ancient warship materialized, bearing the distinctive mark of the “Gu” clan, exuding an aura of age and grandeur as it soared into the sky with a deafening roar, embarking on its journey.

Southern Heaven lay at the extreme south of the upper world, adjacent to the immensely prosperous and expansive realm of the demon world. The demon world was home to a unique demon race inhabiting vast ancient worlds with a history stretching back to primordial times.

Throughout the ages, numerous demon emperors and empresses had risen to power, and even the most esteemed immortal teachings and supreme Dao systems approached the demon world with a sense of reverence, wary of stirring its depths.

Yet, the nine suns suspended in the sky captivated cultivators in Southern Heaven most. These nine suns cast down the scorching actual fire of the sun, blanketing Southern Heaven in sweltering heat. For weaker cultivators, prolonged exposure to the sun’s rays could even threaten their souls.

Legend had it that in ancient times, Southern Heaven had been the domain of the Golden Crow clan in the Demon World. However, for reasons unknown, eight of the most formidable members of the Golden Crow clan were slain by an enigmatic entity. Their remains were purportedly transformed into eight mighty suns, serving as a cautionary tale to others. The Golden Crow race had since dwindled into obscurity, and its presence nearly vanished. Whether this tale held any truth remained unverified.

Southern Heaven had evolved into a melting pot of diverse entities, attracting numerous Dao sects and clans to its shores, making it a bustling hub of activity.

Nowadays, the atmosphere in this place has grown even livelier, with cultivators arriving from far and wide on a near-daily basis. They came in various forms—some as divine lights, others riding fierce beasts, and still more steering ancient warships and flying boats.

Predominantly, however, the largest contingent consisted of the younger generation hailing from major immortal sects, supreme Dao sects, or even some forbidden areas. These contemporary heirs sealed ancient young emperors, and ancient freaks possessed remarkable strength and cultivation, with origins shrouded in even greater mystery. Ordinary cultivators who crossed paths with them would often pale and retreat, unwilling to provoke them lightly.

From the Golden Age onward, Southern Heaven buzzed with the presence of various young luminaries, all converging for a singular purpose: the Heavenly Extinction Battlefield.

In the pavilion of an ancient city, Ye Langtian and his sister Ye Liuli sat alongside a multitude of individuals. Across from them sat Wang Wushuang, the young supreme of the Ancient Immortal Wang Family.

To their sides, others like Chi Ling, heir of the Vermilion Bird clan, joined the gathering—familiar faces from within the Ancient Immortal Continent. Over this period, they had seized opportunities to advance their cultivation, collectively breaking through to the True God realm. Their assembly in this place signaled deliberations on a pressing matter.

“The emergence of Absolute Heavenly Extinction has exceeded the expectations of many factions, affecting numerous frontiers and Dao sects,” Wang Wushuang began, his eyes aglow with golden lines, radiating divine presence.

“The appearance of the Heavenly Extinction Battlefield in Southern Heaven presents us with an excellent opportunity for growth. However, we must acknowledge that as contemporary geniuses, we may find ourselves at a disadvantage compared to the ancient freaks. If we allow this discrepancy to hinder us, it would be a profound regret.”

As Wang Wushuang’s words echoed in the pavilion, the gravity of their mission hung heavy in the air.

As Wang Wushuang spoke, the varied expressions on the faces of the assembled group reflected their shared understanding of the situation. Nods rippled through the gathering, each member acutely aware of the significance of the Heavenly Extinction Battlefield.

Wang Wushuang’s articulation of their concerns mirrored their own, prompting their presence in this place to strategize and counter potential obstacles.

“What Brother Wang has voiced echoes our own apprehensions,” Ye Langtian remarked with a sigh, his sentiments resonating with the group.

Their collective longing for the True Immortal Academy was palpable—its allure as the pinnacle of immortality stirred a deep yearning within them. To become a True Immortal was the aspiration of countless cultivators, a feat that promised transcendence over worldly limitations.

Moreover, the True Immortal Academy represented hope against the unchecked spread of Absolute Heavenly Extinction, a threat that imperiled countless lives.

“Now that the True Immortal Academy has emerged, it presents an opportunity for us,” Wang Wushuang interjected, exuding confidence in his assertion.

“Attaining entry into the academy is our only chance to compete with those ancient freaks whose lineage and cultivation far surpass our own. To qualify, we must secure a spot within its ranks.”

The method to secure such a coveted position was clear: entering the Heavenly Extinction Battlefield and slaying its inhabitants to accrue points. This criterion was non-negotiable, a testament to the courage and resolve required to pursue immortality.

“When the time comes, we must band together and support one another within the battlefield,” Wang Wushuang continued, his gaze sweeping over the assembly as he outlined his proposal.

“The challenges posed by the Heavenly Extinction beings are formidable, and unity will be our greatest strength.”

“If Young Lord Changge were around at this time, things might be a lot better… Even those ancient freaks would be scandalized if they encountered him, right?” murmured two young supremes, their voices barely audible amidst the gathering.

The sentiment found widespread agreement and recognition, even eliciting nods from Wang Wushuang. Among the current generation, only Gu Changge, who was an inheritor of demonic art, possessed the prowess to rival the ancient freaks.

“Speaking of Brother Gu, he should be arriving soon as well…” Ye Langtian remarked, a smile gracing his lips.

“In fact, I reached out to him right after he left the sect, so he should be nearly here by now.”

Ye Langtian’s words stirred a sense of surprise in Chi Ling, the heir of the Vermilion Bird clan, who had remained silent until then.

“Brother Changge is also coming?” she exclaimed, her eyes brightening with anticipation.

The news brought joy to many young supremes, their awe for Gu Changge evident. He stood as a pillar among their generation, unrivaled in status and strength. With him present, the burden of confronting the ancient freaks would undoubtedly be lessened.

“You said Gu Changge is coming here?” a crisp voice suddenly rang from the corner of the building’s entrance.

A tall, silver-haired girl named Ying Yu stood there, surrounded by companions with distinctive features—some adorned with horns resembling dragons, while others sported wings akin to phoenixes.

Enveloped in a brilliant aura, walking with the grace of a tiger, a group of young supremes from Emperor Mountain strode forth, exuding a powerful momentum and awe-inspiring aura.

Among them stood a black-clothed man with eyes slightly closed, a scale pattern adorning the center of his eyebrows. His aura surpassed that of his companions, marking him as an ancient freak preserved since ancient times. Born to a follower of Emperor Ying, he, too, had been sealed until the present era, pledging allegiance to Emperor Ying’s son.

Though he might not rival Emperor Ying’s heirs like Ying Shuang, his cultivation prowess far exceeded that of the current generation’s young supremes. Upon hearing Ying Yu’s inquiry, the expressions of many young supremes in the pavilion shifted slightly, and her identity was evidently recognized.

Despite suspicions surrounding her brother Ying Shuang’s alleged affiliation with demonic arts, Ying Yu had faced numerous covert attacks from cultivators, easily besting her adversaries with her formidable strength. Indeed, her abilities surpassed those of many young supremes, prompting a shift in the atmosphere among the gathered elites, including Wang Wushuang and Ye Langtian.

“What’s the matter with you, miss?” the black-clad man suddenly snapped, his previously drooping eyes flashing open. Terrifyingly pale golden lines erupted between his eyebrows, accompanied by wisps of law and order that surged from the void.

Boom!

The resulting explosion resonated like a dragon’s roar, its tremendous force causing many to pale and staggered backward. Some even succumbed to the overwhelming pressure, blood trickling from their features as they suffered severe injuries from the sheer impact of his voice.

“The pinnacle of the God King Realm!”

Ye Langtian and Wang Wushuang, protected by a secret technique, managed to withstand the impact for a while, yet their expressions darkened. The man in black’s strength far surpassed their own.

“Don’t be ignorant,” the man in black sneered, disdain evident in his tone as he looked upon the group of young supremes before him with contempt.

“Agu, don’t be rude,” Ying Yu interjected, frowning at the man in black before turning her attention to the others. “Will Gu Changge come here?” she inquired, her voice hinting urgency.

Ying Yu still recalled the humiliation she endured during her last visit to the Ancient Immortal Gu family, waiting for over half a month only to be dismissed in anger under the guise of Gu Changge’s seclusion. If Gu Changge were to arrive today, she intended to confront him about his actions, determined to clear her brother’s name.

“Brother Changge did mention he would come, but I’m uncertain of the exact timing,” Ye Langtian replied, his dissatisfaction with the man’s demeanour evident yet subdued by his power.

“Very well, I’ll await his arrival,” Ying Yu stated, her tone resolute. She harbored no intention of provoking Gu Changge, recognizing his formidable strength. Her aim was merely to seek answers and vindicate her brother’s innocence.

In the younger generation, only Gu Changge and the descendant of the Human Ancestor Hall wielded such authority. While other ancient freaks and young emperors possessed power, none matched Gu Changge’s stature.

“You needn’t wait any longer. Gu has arrived,” came a voice, accompanied by a faint smile.

Ying Yu’s expression shifted, and the man in black beside her paled, his previous arrogance quelled.

Suddenly, a large group of people materialized outside the pavilion, led by Gu Changge, who had just arrived in Southern Heaven. His followers exuded an aura so formidable that even passing cultivators couldn’t help but pale at their sight. It was clear to all who they were facing.

“Brother Changge…” “Brother Gu…”

The young supremes in the pavilion greeted him with joy as if they had found their backbone, casting aside the fear and humiliation they had experienced moments earlier.

“Brother Ye, Brother Wang, Lady Chi Ling…” Gu Changge acknowledged them with a nod, his smile serene and otherworldly.

Meanwhile, Ying Yu and her companions were largely ignored by him, adding to the palpable tension in the air.

“It’s been too long, Brother Gu. You’re even more handsome than before, and your cultivation is even more profound,” Ye Langtian remarked, his tone respectful.

Chi Ling and the others echoed similar sentiments, their admiration evident. Despite being peers, they couldn’t help but bow their heads in Gu Changge’s presence, overwhelmed by his aura.

Even the previously arrogant man in black, now drenched in sweat and rendered speechless, bore witness to Gu Changge’s arrival with a pale face. It was a testament to Gu Changge’s power—so formidable that even those from Heavenly Emperor Mountain would hesitate to challenge him.