I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 355
Chapter 355: This older man’s name is Gu Lang. That’s a complete mess
Hearing Gu Changge’s words, the quasi-emperor of the Purple Mansion erupted with a murderous aura, unleashing a devastating attack that seemed to rival the explosion of thousands of stars at once. The energy was majestic and terrifying, causing the void to tremble like ripped paper, blasted open by sheer force.
Undeterred, the remaining forces of the Purple Mansion roared and surged forward once more. Many disciples and elders adopted a desperate stance, ready to confront Gu Changge head-on. But before they could draw near, the Great Seal of the Mountains and Rivers expanded hundreds of times, its might and aura surging endlessly.
Puff!
Suddenly, everyone dispersed into the void, transforming into a crimson mist that vanished without a trace.
“Junior, your confidence seems boundless. Do you truly believe that having a powerful Emperor Realm guardian grants you impunity?”
Yet, amidst the chaos, the quasi-emperor from the Purple Mansion appeared to sense a shift. He traversed the distance effortlessly with a sly smirk, arriving before Gu Changge. The formidable pressure of his quasi-emperor status bore down upon Gu Changge, who was intent on snuffing out his life.
This sudden turn of events sent shockwaves through the onlookers, their expressions shifting to ones of astonishment and concern for Gu Changge.
The question lingered as the quasi-emperor loomed over him: how would Gu Changge confront such a formidable foe?
The Emperor’s decree had waned, and even if he was armed with a supreme weapon, challenging a quasi-emperor cultivator proved daunting unless his enigmatic protector intervened again.
“Oh, is that so?” Gu Changge’s brow arched slightly, a faint radiance enveloping his form, akin to a deity preparing to intone the Supreme Heavenly Chant.
In the gaze of the assembled, Gu Changge appeared unfazed by the looming threat as if anticipating its arrival.
“Isn’t it?” His retort hung in the air, poised and confident.
Just as Gu Changge’s words echoed, a distant voice interjected as if responding to his challenge. It drifted like mist, elusive and indiscernible.
This resounding voice emanated from the celestial realms, traversing time and space with an authority that even the quasi-supreme beings found unsettling.
The world quivered instantly as if in response to this cosmic proclamation!
Then, from the far reaches of the horizon, a colossal black hand emerged, eclipsing the sky with its vastness. It was shrouded in swirling darkness and a chaotic aura, dwarfing stars and celestial bodies alike.
Beneath its colossal grasp, even the mightiest of stars appeared minuscule, trapped in the swirling vortex of cosmic energy.
“Hiss!”
“How is this possible…”
“Could it truly be… the genuine Enlightened One? Such formidable power hidden within the Purple Mansion…”
“Indeed, it must be an Enlightened One, one who has traversed far along the path… Their aura surpasses that of ordinary Enlightened beings by leagues!”
In this unfolding spectacle, fear gripped nearly every soul present, their dread reaching unprecedented heights. Their very skulls tingled as if on the brink of rupture.
One by one, the leaders of the great sects retreated into the distance, employing Heavenly Techniques to scrutinize the unfolding confrontation.
Boom!
The sky erupted in a loud explosion!
As the colossal palm descended, it eclipsed the starry expanse instantly.
Creatures from lower realms crumbled swiftly, their beings shattered both in body and spirit. Before this overwhelming force, they were as feeble as ants. The seemingly invincible army of millions met its demise in the blink of an eye.
“So, you’ve finally emerged,” Gu Changge remarked, his expression shifting slightly though his demeanor remained composed.
Speculation had swirled prior, suggesting that the Purple Mansion had bet everything on this gambit, and now, reality confirmed those suspicions.
Buzz!!!
The ancient warships shimmered with an ethereal glow in a flurry of activity, weaving intricate star-like patterns. They drew upon the power and cosmic laws of the void in a desperate bid to counter the looming threat.
Yet, the palm proved too formidable. The radiant images shattered instantly, unable to withstand even a moment’s resistance. Many ancient warships bore visible cracks, on the verge of destruction.
Amidst the chaos, the Zi Yang Heavenly King remained imprisoned, the target of the descending palm.
As the palm loomed, onlookers coughed blood and retreated, wary of its destructive might. Determined, one figure reached out, seizing the cage containing the Zi Yang Heavenly King, intent on a swift retreat to safety.
As the figure drew closer, the spectators discerned the features of the assailant—an older man exuding an immortal aura. His demeanor, however, exuded an air of indifference, with thin lips and fluttering sleeves amidst a cloak of chaos.
“Greetings, Great Elder!” The remaining members of the Purple Mansion bowed in deference, even the venerable ancient beings showing utmost respect.
Upon hearing these words, nearby cultivators were stunned. Recollections of the Great Elder’s legend flickered through the older generation’s minds, prompting a deep sense of awe.
“It is said that the Great Elder once trod the Immortal Road, only to withdraw for reasons unknown. A truly enigmatic figure!” murmured one, their astonishment palpable.
“I never imagined he would intervene personally. With his power, rescuing the Zi Yang Heavenly King should be effortless, yet…” Others expressed shock, pondering the motives behind the Zi Yang elders’ sudden attack. Was it a preemptive measure against Gu Changge’s undisclosed strategies?
“Elder of the Purple Mansion? It appears the entire cohort has made an appearance,” Gu Changge mused aloud, a faint smile playing on his lips as his gaze settled on the quasi-emperor before him.
In an instant, a sword art surged forth from his sleeve, aglow with radiant brilliance and exuding a formidable aura of death.
The sky convulsed, the celestial bodies fading into obscurity as a deluge of attacks and calamities materialized.
Puff!
“What…?” The quasi-emperor’s reaction was delayed, his eyes widening as he expelled a gush of blood. Horror etched his features, his body riddled with transparent blood holes from front to back, a dreadful sight to behold.
His plan had been to stall Gu Changge’s Emperor Realm protector, providing an opening for the Great Elder to rescue Zi Yang Tianjun. Yet, he hadn’t anticipated Gu Changge wielding such a formidable secret treasure, capable of piercing through his defenses with terrifying ease.
Despite Gu Changge’s enigmatic guardian still being unaccounted for, the elders successfully executed their mission of rescuing Zi Yang, Heavenly King. With the Ancient Immortal Gu family’s army looming, it was imperative to withdraw before they became ensnared.
This turn of events sent shockwaves through the gathered onlookers. While they knew of Gu Changge’s Emperor’s decree, the revelation of his additional secret treasure caught them off guard. Though it was a singular strike, its potency was enough to severely injure a quasi-emperor.
Everyone pondered the extent of Gu Changge’s arsenal, speculating whether he had foreseen these events or if the Ancient Immortal Gu family had provided him with ample resources for survival.
“Zi Yang!” The Grand Elder of the Purple Mansion, previously composed, erupted in a thunderous roar of fury. His voice dripped with chilling intent, capable of freezing the very heavens.
Those within earshot paled, while those who witnessed it trembled involuntarily, their souls on the verge of collapse. The Great Elder’s rage and murderous aura permeated the atmosphere, imbuing it with an oppressive dread.
His icy and unforgiving gaze bore into Gu Changge, brimming with a desire to rend him to pieces and end their vendetta once and for all.
“Oh, I forgot to mention earlier,” Gu Changge interjected, his tone laced with mockery and disbelief. “Zi Yang Heavenly King is now a cripple. Even if you manage to rescue him, it’s doubtful it’ll make any difference. So why go to such lengths for a broken man?”
He continued, his smile tinged with irony. “Furthermore, Zi Yang Heavenly King conspired with a practitioner of dark arts and deserves his fate. Keeping him alive is already an act of mercy.”
As his words hung in the air, a wave of fierce emotion swept through the crowd, leaving them awash in horror, their minds reeling from the revelation.
On one hand, Gu Changge’s tone was unmistakably brazen. On the other hand, his actions truly drove the dagger of betrayal home.
The Purple Mansion invested considerable effort in rescuing Zi Yang Heavenly King, only to find him reduced to a disabled person.
“The Hongmeng Dao Bone and Immortal Dao Heavenly Eye… all gone…” The quasi-emperor realm powerhouse, still reeling from Gu Changge’s devastating blow, cast his gaze upon the rescued Zi Yang Heavenly King. Instantly, shock and fury contorted his features, his expression turning an enraged shade of iron-blue.
“Junior, how dare you!” His voice reverberated with seething anger.
Zi Yang Heavenly King lay unconscious, stripped of treasures such as the Hongmeng Dao Bone and the Hongmeng Purple Aura Seed, which Gu Changge had long plundered.
As the truth sank in, the realization dawned upon them—all their efforts had culminated in the salvation of a broken man.
The residents of the Purple Mansion seethed with shock and anger. “What a ruthless scheme. The world hails you as the young leader, the strongest of your generation. What irony…” spat one, his words laced with venom. “If you don’t surrender Zi Yang’s dao bone today, no one can save you!”
The Great Elder’s countenance darkened, his fury reaching a boiling point. Why had they invested so much in cultivating Zi Yang Heavenly King? Wasn’t it all because of the prophecy that foretold the Purple Mansion’s future lay within his very being?
Zi Yang Heavenly King stood as nothing more than a broken shell, stripped of his Dao bone, the cultivated Immortal Heavenly Eye, and the fused Purple Aura Seed—all plundered by Gu Changge.
Yet, in a display of audacious righteousness, Gu Changge claimed his actions were for the world’s greater good. But could such cruelty and shamelessness truly befit the title of a young leader?
“Senior, forgive me if I disagree. Furthermore, Zi Yang’s Dao bone doesn’t rightfully belong to the older generation,” Gu Changge retorted, his smile serene and calm.
“You court death!” The Great Elder of the Purple Mansion erupted, his icy gaze piercing as if heralding cosmic upheaval—the genesis of all things, utterly astonishing.
With a mere glance, spanning epochs and dimensions, he pierced through the fabric of reality itself!
This was the might of one who had transcended mortal bounds, a formidable Emperor’s power!
None could withstand it. Even the mightiest Emperors-to-be trembled in submission as their souls quaked before this unparalleled force.
Rumble!
“This old man wants to see who can save you today!” The Great Elder’s voice resounded, indifferent to the possibility of an Emperor Realm protector standing behind Gu Changge. He remained resolute, confident in his ability to defeat them all in one fell swoop!
As the colossal palm descended, the sky plunged into darkness, devoid of any glimmer of light. The already decimated army recoiled in terror, further unnerved by the impending onslaught.
The overwhelming might of the Emperor bore down like a cascade of divine mountains, shattering the very fabric of the void and annihilating all formations upon the ancient warships.
Under this immense pressure, the cosmos seemed to convulse, stars rending into fragments, giving way to a chaotic abyss.
The souls of those present felt like they would be rent asunder. Even the hidden masters of the great sects recoiled in horror, their bodies contorting in agony as they scrambled to flee the impending cataclysm.
Facing the oncoming palm, Gu Changge’s expression remained unchanged. He trusted that Gu Qingyi could sense the impending danger. Resisting the Great Elder of the Purple Mansion with her strength should prove a trifling matter.
For Gu Qingyi, Gu Changge harbored immense trust. Thus, he made no move to resist, relying on her capabilities.
However, in the ensuing moment, he felt a stirring in his bloodline, a sensation he recognized all too well.
“This…”
Initially cold and indifferent, the Grand Elder of the Purple Mansion witnessed a transformation in Gu Changge’s demeanor. A flicker of shock gave way to disbelief, swiftly eclipsed by sheer horror!
Puff!
The heavens seemed to part as if the clouds had rent asunder, revealing a brilliant light. The palm aimed at Gu Changge was suddenly cleaved open by an unseen force!
A long black blade materialized out of nowhere, plain in appearance yet imbued with an ancient and mysterious Dao rhythm. It cleaved through the Elder’s palm with a swift stroke, rending it in midair!
Blood dripped from the severed appendage, tinged with the majestic aura of an emperor. Each droplet seemed to contain a universe within, awe-inspiring yet governed by the immutable laws of the blade dao—strong and uncompromising.
Witnessing this spectacle, onlookers were paralyzed with horror. Who could wield such terrifying power, severing the Grand Elder’s palm with a single stroke? It defied all comprehension.
“Who dares?” The Grand Elder’s voice trembled with fear and disbelief, his shock palpable and incomprehensible.
He fixed his gaze on the spot where the blade had descended, but there was only stillness—a silent void shrouded in darkness.
“In this day and age, even the lowliest creatures dare to affront my Gu family,” he lamented, his tone hinting at resignation. “I, an old relic, have finally emerged to witness the younger generation, only to encounter such audacity… Back when the Patriarch of the Purple Mansion was but a humble cowherd, I deigned to offer him guidance.”
Though tinged with helplessness, his words bore an air of nonchalance and fun, leaving all who heard them stunned into silence.
Then, an aged figure gradually materialised from the depths of the void. His countenance was genial, yet radiated an unmistakable vitality, his features etched with wisdom and vigor.
As he drew nearer, his aged visage underwent a miraculous transformation—his once elderly features now regressed, revealing a face of youthful handsomeness, his hair glistening with an ethereal sheen.
Who was this enigmatic figure, clad in black, who had appeared so suddenly?
Doubts swirled within the minds of onlookers as they beheld his uncanny transformation.
“Who are you?” For the first time in countless years of cultivation, the Great Elder of the Purple Mansion felt a shiver of fear in the presence of the black-clad figure before him. This man exuded a power unlike any he had encountered—a force that surpassed all reckoning.
“Who am I?” The black-clothed man’s smile remained, revealing his identity. “I am Gu Lang.”
He thrust his palm forward in an instant, mirroring the action of the Great Elder of the Purple Mansion—simple yet exuding an undeniable dominance.
Though devoid of Taoist essence, this palm instilled a bone-chilling sense of impending doom, a sensation the Purple Mansion’s Elder hadn’t experienced in eons.
With a thunderous roar, he summoned the laws of the Emperor realm, manifesting an array of celestial creatures—phoenixes, dragons, and Xuanwus—each radiating supreme immortal energy, shaking the very fabric of the universe.
The resurgence of Emperor-level power reverberated across realms, stirring countless dormant beings from their slumber.
Undeterred, the Purple Mansion’s Elder unleashed his most formidable technique—a colossal dharma body spanning millions of feet and a pole of purple gold capable of obliterating the cosmos.
Yet, Gu Lang remained impassive.
Initially no larger than a grinding disc, his palm expanded rapidly, erupting into a torrent of divine light—a river of stars cascading from the heavens, obliterating every defense in its path.
Boom!
“Impossible, there are no immortals in this world…” The Great Elder of the Purple Mansion’s horror was palpable, despair clouding his eyes.
“Remnant immortals are still immortals,” countered the Eighteenth Ancestor of the Gu Family, his tone tinged with regret. “But this is not the power of the Immortal realm; it’s simply your own inadequacy.”
With a decisive motion, the palm descended, unleashing a cascade of divine light and blood that painted the sky crimson.
A deathly silence enveloped the battlefield.
“This can’t be…” The Purple Mansion’s disciples stood frozen, their bodies quivering with fear, unable to comprehend the unfolding tragedy.
“Ancestor?” Gu Changge’s gaze held a peculiar gleam as he signaled for the army to advance again, their momentum unstoppable.
In the end, amidst the stunned onlookers, an ancient being suspected of enlightenment countless aeons ago met his demise with a single palm strike.
The spectacle left many trembling in awe. Who could have foreseen this outcome? The once invincible Great Elder of the Purple Mansion had been felled. His might no match for the relentless tide of fate.
This battle had reached its inevitable conclusion, a testament to the unpredictable nature of destiny.
Despite Gu Changge’s formidable prowess, he was still just a young man in his twenties. Many wondered how he could possibly contend against such overwhelming odds.
Yet, the sudden appearance of an indomitable figure from the Ancient Immortal Gu family turned the tide of battle.
“The Ancient Immortal Gu family’s influence is truly fearsome,” murmured one observer. “I wonder what position this black-clothed man holds within the Gu family. To effortlessly dispatch the Great Elder of the Purple Mansion, he must be at least an enlightened being!”
“Even among the enlightened, the Purple Mansion’s Elder was considered formidable,” another added. “Could this truly be the power of immortals?”
The shock of witnessing such a scene lingered, leaving everyone trembling.
“Is this the force behind Gu Gongzi? It’s truly terrifying,” remarked Xiao Ruoyin, her voice tinged with awe. It was her first encounter with such overwhelming power, and the realization of Gu Changge’s formidable background stunned her.
Recalling her teacher Yan Ji’s warnings about Gu Changge’s formidable connections, she realized her previous understanding had been inadequate.
With a single thought, countless lives hung in the balance—a terrifying power that left her feeling suffocated.
Yet, amidst the chaos, Xiao Ruoyin couldn’t help but feel a sense of gratitude. If not for meeting Gu Changge, she might never have reached this level of enlightenment. In his eyes, her talent might be no different from that of mortals, yet she couldn’t help but feel fortunate for the opportunity he had bestowed upon her.
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