I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 311

Chapter 311: It turns out that Gu Changge will also be injured, and Prince Sheng is probably dead

“This…”

All the geniuses who had arrived couldn’t help but widen their eyes in shock as they beheld the scene before them.

In truth, if it weren’t for the sudden surge of terrifying aura that pierced through the sky, illuminating the surroundings and dispersing the extensive heavenly extinction aura, they wouldn’t have noticed the activity here and arrived so promptly.

Partly due to the considerable distance and the fact that many geniuses lacked the extraordinary perception abilities of candidate disciples like Gu Changge.

But it was also owing to the influence of absolute heavenly extinction.

The geniuses who rushed here not only had to contend with the inheritor of demonic arts but also fend off attacks from Heavenly Extinction creatures, leaving them with little time to spare.

Now, a youthful figure stood aloft in the sky.

His jet-black hair cascaded like ink. His eyes were deep and penetrating, his entire being suffused with the radiance of an immortal deity, surrounded by a halo of five-colored divine light.

With each movement, the rhythm of Dao descended, the laws intertwining as though he were the axis of heaven and earth.

The sight was unparalleled.

Yet juxtaposed against this awe-inspiring display was a shocking and grievous injury adorning the young figure, his robes nearly saturated with blood.

Such a sight left many geniuses rooted to the spot, their scalps tingling as they struggled to believe that it was indeed Gu Changge.

That ethereal, almost flawless individual—how could he appear in such a state now?

What kind of terrifying conflict was unfolding here?

“Gu Changge…”

Gu Xian’er, too, stood frozen in place, uttering the name in disbelief.

In all her recollections, Gu Changge had always exuded strength and confidence, with no apparent weaknesses, always poised and composed.

As if he could weather any storm that came his way with ease.

She vividly remembered the last time Gu Changge sustained an injury—it had been ages ago.

Back in the Ancient Immortal Continent, when he was struck hard by the inheritor of demonic arts while trying to rescue Yin Mei, injuring his origin.

But now, he found himself wounded once more and once again at the hands of the inheritor of demonic arts.

And compared to the previous instance, the injuries he bore this time were even more severe.

Even from a distance, she could sense the pallor of Gu Changge’s complexion and the rapid ebbing of his life force.

It wasn’t that she couldn’t perceive it, but Gu Changge’s condition was undeniably dire—his blood was thinning rapidly, sustained only by the forbidden technique.

This realization weighed heavily on Gu Xian’er, her heart constricting with sorrow.

Her jade hand clenched involuntarily, a surge of frigid killing intent directed at the inheritor of demonic arts.

It was a stark revelation—that Gu Changge, too, could be wounded.

He wasn’t the all-powerful figure she had once imagined him to be.

Boom!!

The sky trembled, myriad laws and orders intertwining as if it had transformed into a roiling ocean.

After Gu Changge’s celestial envelopment, a colorful aura suffused with rays of light erupted and merged into a lengthy dragon before finally converging upon the golden decree.

With a resounding buzz, the decree surged to life, unleashing a cascade of countless divine lights—dazzling, glorious, and too radiant to behold directly.

To the onlooking geniuses, it appeared as a sun descending in the heavens, illuminating the entire world.

Even the most formidable Heavenly Extinction aura seemed to wilt in its presence, dissipating like melting ice.

Many dared not gaze directly at it, their eyes stinging painfully; even when shut, tears still welled up uncontrollably.

Boom!

The golden decree ascended into the heavens, its myriad sword lights resembling a galactic array as they thundered and swirled, cutting through the void with majestic force.

The Dao runes crumbled with a few subdued hums.

Though the void did not rupture, a terrifying and astonishing crack emerged, rapidly spreading for thousands of miles.

Despite the overwhelming divine might engulfing the sky, the inheritor of demonic arts and his four Great Sacred Realm cultivators managed to flee, disappearing.

All watched in stunned disbelief.

Jin Chan, who was recuperating from his injuries in the distance, reverted to his serene and stoic demeanor in the presence of others, quietly chanting the Buddha’s name.

In his view, Gu Changge’s display of strength at such a crucial moment not only deterred the inheritor of demonic arts but also served to bolster his reputation.

“Fame and reputation…” He couldn’t help but shake his head slightly, perplexed by Gu Changge’s decision to employ such a method.

Burning one’s origin and life essence was a risky endeavor; if one misjudged, it could result in stunting one’s cultivation progress, making further advancement difficult.

At that moment, the black fog roiled, leaving only residual fluctuations lingering in the heavens and earth, bearing witness to the events that transpired.

In such an explosive battle, even Great Sacred Realm cultivators would struggle to endure, with every corner of the void saturated with an aura that made the soul quiver and nearly fracture—able to pierce through to the very core of one’s being.

“It’s a shame I couldn’t intervene in the end. If I had arrived earlier, perhaps I could have made a difference…”

Many lamented their inability to act upon arrival, caught off guard by the swift retreat of the inheritor of demonic arts upon their arrival.

Yet, it was evident that even the most adept masters of spatial laws would struggle to intercept the fleeing culprit.

The fact that the inheritor of demonic arts dared to orchestrate such a scheme against the geniuses of the celestial realms indicated meticulous preparation, including arrangements for spatial portals.

Nevertheless, many geniuses breathed a collective sigh of relief, feeling fortunate to have survived the encounter.

They hadn’t anticipated the inheritor of demonic arts being vanquished so effortlessly.

However, soon, someone observed a peculiar anomaly.

Despite the terrifying aftermath of the battle, one individual was conspicuously absent: Prince Sheng.

“Why do I only see Young Master Changge and Jin Chan? Where is Prince Sheng?” queried a young scion of an ancient royal lineage, casting his gaze around frantically but finding no trace of Prince Sheng.

“Yeah, I recall that Jin Chan and Prince Sheng arrived first, followed by Young Master Changge. Could it be…”

The genius’s expression shifted, his complexion paling as his voice trailed off abruptly, hesitating to voice his conjecture.

Prince Sheng’s entourage, including Ying Yu, also grew anxious, scouring the surroundings for any sign of their absent leader.

“Prince Sheng’s aura has vanished. If my intuition serves me right, he has encountered misfortune,” declared the Heavenly Phoenix Maiden solemnly, her countenance grave.

Flickers of immortal phoenix-like runes danced in her eyes, lending an otherworldly aura to her words.

Her pronouncement sent shockwaves through Prince Sheng’s followers, draining the color from their faces as if struck by a thunderbolt, their legs threatening to give way beneath them.

They struggled to reconcile the reality of Prince Sheng’s possible demise, finding it incomprehensible and overwhelming.

Observing this unfolding drama, nearby onlookers were equally angry, their hearts heavy with dread.

“It appears Prince Sheng’s aura has indeed vanished, suggesting his demise. Such an unexpected turn of events,” remarked the Six-Crowned King with a nod.

Though his tone carried a hint of intrigue, his expression remained stoic, betraying little emotion.