I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 259
Chapter 259: The secret conspiracy that would take him to a dead end no matter what he chose
“Ying Shuang’s luck has deteriorated significantly. It’s as if he’s in dire straits.”
“Indeed, that saying rings true – nothing is unbeatable, especially not luck’s favored son…”
Gu Changge’s expression turned somewhat perplexed, then piqued with interest.
As he made his way toward Ying Shuang and the others, he kept a close eye on Ying Shuang’s luck, noting the continuous decline flagged by the system.
He contemplated whether to offer discreet assistance to Ying Shuang to prevent his premature demise. Gu Changge didn’t wish for Ying Shuang to meet at such an early age; he still required someone to bear his blame. Should Ying Shuang perish now, he’d have to invest considerable time in finding a new scapegoat.
Ying Shuang was too feeble; he had possessed Prince Ying’s resources before and was in a vulnerable position. Gu Changge could do with less concern.
However, Gu Changge soon observed an inexplicable rise in Ying Shuang’s luck.
He surmised it was likely due to the recent upheavals surrounding Ying Shuang, who was recognized as the inheritor of demonic arts by the world. An organisation was likely backing the inheritor of demonic arts. Ying Shuang might have come under their scrutiny by now.
If his life were ever in peril, the organization of the true inheritor of demonic arts might intervene to rescue him. Throughout history, there have been numerous inheritors of demonic arts, although each generation only had one who dared to practice forbidden demonic arts. Nevertheless, as long as they weren’t foolish, they would likely leave some followers behind.
This spared Gu Changge considerable effort. At least Ying Shuang couldn’t meet his end now. Should someone come to his rescue, it would be even more challenging for him to shake off the blame. He must wear the mantle of the inheritor of demonic arts until his dying day.
As for turning fabrications into reality, he could grant Ying Shuang another power. Gu Changge wasn’t concerned; Ying Shuang wouldn’t shun demonic arts. Sooner or later, that organization would uncover clues.
“Based on the typical pattern, if there were indeed such a clandestine demonic organization, they should be in pursuit of Ye Lang’s enigmatic figure, which has no bearing on Ying Shuang.”
“I just wonder if such an organization exists within the Heavenly Extinction battlefield. But if it doesn’t, it’s inconsequential.”
“I’ll lend you a hand.”
With this thought in mind, Gu Changge couldn’t help but smile mischievously.
To the other cultivators, this scene appeared as Gu Changge expressing concern for the populace’s safety and harboring inner turmoil, earning him even greater admiration.
Swish swish!
Streaks of light streaked across the sky as geniuses and cultivators from all ethnicities hastened away.
The news of the demonic arts inheritor emerging in the world had caused a significant stir throughout the Heavenly Extinction battlefield.
“Brother Gu is back, wonderful news! His absence from the Heavenly Extinction Battlefield was truly disconcerting.”
“Indeed, with Brother Gu around, the demonic arts inheritor wouldn’t dare to act so boldly. It seems he only grew audacious after learning of Brother Gu’s departure from the Heavenly Extinction battlefield.”
“Brother Gu had good intentions when he assisted them in breaking the siege. He probably never imagined so much would unfold in just a few days.”
“Ah, if only the descendant of the Human Ancestor Hall had directly attacked and slain Prince Ying, we might not be facing this situation now.”
“But Prince Ying is displaying vulnerability at the moment, attempting to conceal himself from everyone…”
Meanwhile, Ye Langtian, Wang Wushuang, Chi Ling, and the others mounted their divine beasts one after another, soaring through the sky toward their destination for the day.
Engrossed in conversation and deeply moved, they didn’t bother contacting Gu Changge about their plans.
In their view, apart from Gu Changge and the descendants of the Human Ancestor Hall, it was nearly impossible for the younger generation to confront the inheritors of demonic arts.
It was confirmed that Prince Ying was indeed the inheritor of demonic arts. No one would believe him even if he tried to defend and deny it.
They couldn’t fathom what more they could do to Prince Ying. Was he plotting to drag the entire Emperor Mountain into conflict and become the enemy of the world? Yet, even if he intended to, Emperor Mountain likely wouldn’t acknowledge it. With its centuries-old legacy, Emperor Mountain couldn’t afford to misstep at such a critical juncture. It was probable that Emperor Mountain would choose to disavow Prince Ying. After all, Emperor Mountain had endured for generations, and Emperor Ying was merely one of its rulers. It was implausible for Emperor Mountain to be allegiant to him.
Prince Ying should have considered all this when he accepted the inheritance of demonic arts.
Soon, Wang Wushuang, Ye Langtian, and the others also arrived at the location where the Heavenly Emperor Mountain’s people were gathered. However, what they beheld before them left them utterly astonished, struggling to regain their composure.
The radiance in the sky was enough to overshadow all the cultivators below the sacred realm. Even they, at this moment, couldn’t help but feel a palpable sensation, as if they were dreaming.
“Does Prince Ying truly intend to annihilate everyone at this juncture and believe himself to be invincible in the world?”
In no time, their expressions darkened, and they seethed with anger. Wang Wushuang and the others even swiftly activated their respective forbidden artifacts and secret treasures, remaining on high alert.
Before them, they witnessed a formidable aura emerging, akin to an ancient god being resurrected. This unparalleled aura was genuinely awe-inspiring. The divine chains of laws and order intertwined like a galaxy, suspended in the air, while a golden bell floated up and down in the sky.
The golden bell was colossal, resembling a mountain range stretching across the heavens, encompassing everything below. The formidable power of time flowed through the golden bell, emitting a potent aura, nearly plunging everything into chaos.
The incomparably brilliant and terrifying golden divine light, akin to a towering mountain, seemed to pierce through the universe and shatter the sky. Even within the Heavenly Extinction Battlefield, containing such an aura was challenging, causing the sky to rupture.
This scene deeply shocked everyone, causing Ye Langtian and the others who had arrived to tremble.
As a descendant of the Primordial Ye Clan, Ye Langtian immediately recognized what it was—a soul-suppressing ancient bell—upon seeing it for the first time. This left him wondering why Prince Ying would dare to wield such a thing.
“This is the soul-suppressing ancient bell that Emperor Ying possessed in the beginning. No, it wasn’t the Emperor’s weapon, but it was crafted by him and kept for his own offspring,” Ye Langtian explained. “It’s likely a supreme weapon. The entities within it are like unmatched supremacies. Who could possibly withstand it?”
“This inheritor of demonic arts is too audacious, still refusing to admit it. Does he truly believe that with Emperor Mountain and his father’s support, he can act with impunity?” another voice said.
“The young king of the Endless Fire Nation was rumored to have been taken as an apprentice by a Supreme. Now that she lies dead here, I fear the Supreme will be wrathful and descend upon us,” someone speculated.
“At that point, the Heavenly Extinction Battlefield will be anything but calm, and our situation will become even more perilous,” added another voice.
Amidst the desolate mountain ranges, many young cultivators were engaged in discussions. Witnessing the scene before them, anger and deep worry filled their expressions.
In the distance, a monstrous aura surged from the sky. It was the roar of a powerful cultivator from the tremendous sacred realm, the guardian of Qilin.
When he attempted to strike Ying Shuang, he sensed something amiss—an unparalleled aura that nearly shattered his soul.
“Everyone who inherits the demonic arts will meet their end!” he bellowed furiously. “Even if you kill me, someone else will come for you.”
In this moment of rage, the majestic laws of the sacred realm ruptured the heavens and the earth, unleashing terror upon the surroundings.
Under such intense fluctuations, even ordinary sacred realm cultivators couldn’t maintain composure. When a scared realm cultivator unleashed their wrath, mountains would shift, skies would lose color, and the universe would seem on the brink of destruction.
If such a battle occurred beyond the domain, countless realms would explode into dust. But now, it appeared exceedingly modest and inconsequential. Under the pressure of the Supreme Being, he was as insignificant as an ant, unable to do anything but emit an unwilling roar.
The next instant, the golden divine light descended like flames consumed the world. The boundless power of laws instantly engulfed the supreme saint, silencing him before he could even scream, annihilating his body and spirit.
“I’ve said it before: I’m not the inheritor of demonic arts. Why won’t you believe me?” Ying Shuang’s face was now even paler than before. He stood beneath the celestial dome, surrounded by crystalline and dazzling lights. The divine radiance was brilliant, connecting him to the golden ancient bells in the sky. But it had nothing to do with him. This golden ancient bell would only activate when he faced a life-threatening crisis. Ordinarily, it took a lot of work for him to activate it.
Ying Shuang felt that the blame for being the inheritor of demonic arts had been firmly affixed to his head, and it was impossible to shake off like a stubborn stain. This filled him with intense anger, fear, and unease. Who was framing him, and why did they repeatedly blame him?
“Young Master, cease this at once. The sea of hardships is boundless, and there’s no turning back. If you abandon the forbidden demonic arts, there’s still hope. Otherwise, not even the Emperor’s remaining subordinates can save you. Are you still deserving of the title of Emperor? If the Emperor were still here, he wouldn’t want to witness you like this…”
Ying Yu, Agu, and others from Emperor Mountain wore expressions of regret as they spoke, attempting to persuade Ying Shuang to forsake his obsession and return to the right path. Doubt was one thing, but it was entirely different now that suspicion had been confirmed. This left them deeply worried, regretful, and uneasy.
Why had Ying Shuang strayed from the path? As the inheritor of demonic arts, it was difficult, no matter the circumstances.
Ultimately, even his kin would implicate him, turning the entire world against him with no hope for a favourable outcome. Why couldn’t Ying Shuang grasp this?
“I’ve said I’m innocent. I’m not the inheritor of demonic arts, why won’t anyone believe me…”
“Ying Yu, are you doubting me too?”
Ying Shuang’s expression brimmed with fury as he glared at everyone from Heavenly Emperor Mountain, particularly Ying Yu. Even his sister doubted him, suspecting him to be the demonic arts inheritor. This left him feeling cold, disillusioned, and deeply hurt.
“Even now, brother, why are you still so obstinate? Do you truly intend to drag Emperor Mountain into this quagmire? If you foresaw such a day, why did you choose this path in the first place?”
Ying Yu’s expression was a tapestry of pain, wrestling with inner turmoil, sadness, pity, and conflict. She had dreaded this day yet had held out hope that it would never arrive. Now that it was here, she was at a loss, unsure how to proceed.
“Haha, and here I thought you still regarded me as your brother, yet you doubt me like this…”
At Ying Yu’s words, Ying Shuang’s expression turned impassive. He clenched his fists, his body trembling with suppressed anger, anguish, and fear. Ying Yu’s lack of belief meant he had no support; he would have to face his enemies alone.
At this moment, he would return to tending horses rather than endure such a trial.
Boom!
At that moment, the ancient golden bell hovering above Ying Shuang’s head erupted into an astonishing brilliance, radiating countless golden rays.
The tremendous pressure swept across the heavens and the earth, instilling terror in countless cultivators. Even those in other parts of the Heavenly Extinction battlefield felt a deep sense of unease and fear, compelling them to kneel involuntarily.
“He’s going to annihilate us all…”
“Fight back with all your might! The inheritor of demonic arts, everyone, attack him!”
With expressions of anger, hatred, and murderous intent, everyone fixed their gaze on Ying Shuang. Despite knowing they were no match for him, they remained unafraid and prepared to confront him. Ying Shuang’s arrogance had reached its peak; he had just utilized such a weapon to kill a cultivator in the tremendous sacred realm in front of everyone.
“Brother, I don’t wish to clash with you. Don’t forget, I too possess the golden ancient bell.”
Ying Yu’s voice, tinged with pain, echoed throughout the heavens and the earth.
Buzz!!
A large and peculiar brilliance manifested between her eyebrows in the next moment, emitting a powerful aura. Suddenly, a terrifying phantom materialized in the sky—an identical golden ancient bell, also forged by the original Emperor Ying. However, Ying Yu activated it using a secret method rather than its natural recovery.
A fundamental disparity existed between its power and the golden ancient bell above Ying Shuang’s head.
“You’re also planning to eliminate me?”
“Why can’t you believe my words?”
Ying Shuang was stunned, his eyes widening in disbelief at Ying Yu’s actions. His expression betrayed a hint of doubt as if he refused to accept that Ying Yu would ultimately attack him.
“You’ve taken countless lives. Cease now,” Ying Yu’s voice resonated with regret and inner conflict. As she spoke, the brilliance between her eyebrows intensified.
Observing this, Ying Shuang realized that further discourse was futile. He had nothing to say and no means of justification in the face of such accusations.
At this juncture, the only option left to him was to find a way to survive!
Soon, the two ancient golden bells clashed in the sky, unleashing turbulent fluctuations akin to the vast ocean. The scene was terrifying, as if it would rend the very fabric of the sky.
The chaotic laws and divine light were utterly disordered, creating a breathtaking spectacle akin to the sky tearing apart. Even stars beyond the realm were engulfed by this heavenly light, plummeting and disintegrating into dust mid-air.
The chaotic dust descended from beyond the domain, engulfing everything in its path. Many beings were unable to escape and perished instantly under its aftermath, much like the great sacred realm cultivator before them, whose body and spirit were annihilated before they could even scream.
For a time, the area resembled a scene from hell on earth. Many young beings attempting to rush to the scene were swept away by the burst of divine light, exploding into a cloud of blood in an instant.
“Run for your lives! Prince Ying has lost his mind, he’s intent on slaughtering everyone, making enemies of the entire world!”
“Return to the clan and report! The inheritor of demonic arts is here, and he seeks to exterminate us all!”
Terror-stricken, everyone scattered in all directions, consumed by despair, panic, and fury. From the looks of it, Prince Ying truly meant to eliminate everyone and eradicate this place. After today, there might be no place for him in this world.
Realizing this, Prince Ying resolved to drag everyone down to be buried together.
“No, we must flee. Prince Ying intends to self-destruct. Even if he perishes, we’ll be caught in the blast!” Wang Wushuang, Ye Langtian, and the others’ expressions shifted abruptly.
Though backed by the Ancient Ye Clan and the Ancient Immortal Wang Family, they lacked Prince Ying’s extraordinary means. After all, was a supreme weapon something within the grasp of ordinary individuals? If they didn’t flee now, they would meet the same fate as everyone else.
Buzz!!
But the next moment, a peculiar fluctuation emanated from the heavens and the earth, causing everyone’s expressions to shift as they sensed an unfamiliar power enveloping their surroundings.
“Tsk tsk… Let’s see who dares to flee!”
“Even if the Heavenly Emperor himself were to appear, no one could save you!”
“Today, everyone shall perish. Since time immemorial, we have been hunted and slain by others.”
“I never expected such a day to come. Truly, karma has come full circle. The descendants of this generation possess remarkable courage.”
Accompanied by a derisive chuckle, everyone fleeing across the land and sky froze in fear, their souls quivering uncontrollably.
Suddenly, three terrifying figures materialized in the void. Cloaked in black robes and surrounded by a swirling gray mist, their eyes glinted with cold, cruelty, and bloodlust.
Their aura was unmistakably that of the Great Sacred Realm. Their presence suffused with the formidable laws of the Great Sacred Realm, capable of effortlessly crushing everyone present.
“This… How is this possible?”
“This must be a deception! How could there be Great Sacred Realm beings lurking in the shadows, and not just one, but three? This is a death sentence for us all!”
Witnessing this spectacle, everyone stood dumbfounded before their realization sank in, filling them with dread. Their faces drained of color, their souls quivered, and a sense of hopelessness consumed them.
In the darkness, unseen forces lay in wait, emerging at this critical moment to seal their fate.
Furthermore, three formidable Great Sacred Realm beings were present, each capable of annihilating everyone with a mere flick of their palm.
“Descendant, rest assured. No one will leave this place alive today,” the three Great Sacred Realm beings, who had appeared suddenly, spoke with utmost respect to Ying Shuang amidst the despair and fear etched on everyone’s faces.
“This…” Ying Shuang was taken aback, momentarily dazed before a surge of ecstasy flooded over him. It seemed too good to be true. He even questioned whether the previous Prince Ying was the inheritor of demonic arts and if he, upon assuming his identity, had lost memories of that fact.
“No, I’m not the inheritor of demonic arts, not from the start. Someone is deliberately framing me!”
“And these three individuals before me… They may seem to offer assistance, but their true motives are to further implicate me and make it harder for me to clear my name!”
“Cursed be their ruthless hearts!”
“It must be Gu Changge. During this period, he’s been the only one I’ve been in contact with. I knew he wouldn’t extend such kindness…”
But soon, Ying Shuang’s realization sent a chill down his spine, mingled with despair and fear. Despite understanding the situation, what could he possibly do? He was entangled in a conspiracy that left him with no way out, regardless of his choice.
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