I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 430

Chapter 430: The leader of the upper realm, the old acquaintance in the hanging Buddhist temple

“You……” As soon as these words were spoken, the young cultivators and creatures from the Eight Desolations and Ten Regions were stunned, then quickly erupted in fury. They simply couldn’t believe that such a powerful and terrifying Yaksha could have a master behind him.

“I’ll kill you!” At that moment, a figure emerged from the ranks of the Eight Desolations and Ten Regions. He wore a green robe, long hair flowing, his handsome face set in determination as he gripped a green long sword and stepped forward onto the battlefield. Though anger flickered across his face, he held it in check with practiced restraint.

Watching numerous geniuses fall on their side, he could no longer sit idly by. He prepared to step forward, intent on washing away their shame and rallying morale.

At the sight of this figure, many young geniuses gasped in shock, followed by a wave of murmurs.

“It’s him! Lin Qingyang? Lin Wu’s brother?”

“It’s a shame Lin Wu isn’t here. He’d crush that detestable Yaksha for sure, but Lin Qingyang, as his elder brother, shouldn’t be underestimated.”

“With Lin Wu guiding them, the Lin family’s geniuses must enter the fray swiftly. They’re the Dragon-Blooded family after all!”

Excitement surged among the crowd as they glimpsed a renewed hope for victory.

Since Lin Qingyang dared to step forward, it was evident he held absolute confidence in his ability to defeat his opponent, bolstered by his dragon bloodline and the formidable presence of his younger brother.

Lin Qingyang’s younger brother was a legendary figure, dazzling and revered by many with awe. Today, he stood as the pinnacle of the younger generation in the Eight Desolations and Ten Regions.

“Qingyang…” A quasi-supreme powerhouse from the Eight Desolations and Ten Regions spoke with a complex expression. “Be careful.”

“I understand, ancestor,” Lin Qingyang affirmed, nodding resolutely. Transforming into an afterimage, he seemed to vanish from his position, advancing to engage his opponent in combat.

The clash was fierce and evenly matched. Lin Qingyang exhibited formidable strength, yet Ye Han, a young supreme from the upper realm and a follower of Gu Changge, proved equally powerful. Their battle unleashed a dazzling array of divine flowers amidst terrifying energy fluctuations. Divine powers collided, causing the barren hills below to explode into ruins under the forceful aftermath.

“However, you are not my opponent after all,” Ye Han shouted angrily. In the next moment, he identified a vulnerability, sweeping his spear with dazzling divine runes that pierced through his opponent’s body.

The onlookers from the Eight Desolations and Ten Regions grimaced, sensing the Yaksha’s overwhelming strength—no one seemed invincible under his gaze.

“Hehe, you’ve been deceived!” Yet suddenly, an unexpected turn of events unfolded. Lin Qingyang, seemingly pierced through, smirked. Heat surged through his blood, channeling a formidable power that revived him like an unrivaled true dragon, launching an attack with his long spear towards Ye Han.

“What…?” Under this unexpected assault, Ye Han was stunned. He coughed up blood uncontrollably, his arms bursting and flying apart, while his seemingly indestructible spear trembled, on the brink of cracking!

Boom!

“Give me your life!” Lin Qingyang’s shout echoed abruptly. Ignoring his injuries, he surged forward with blistering speed, punching through with boundless blood boiling around him, blasting Ye Han into the void and tearing him apart!

Behind Lin Qingyang, an unparalleled true dragon faintly materialized, shaking the heavens and empowering him with unmatched vigor. The sight filled the spectators from the Eight Desolations and Ten Regions with cheers, their expressions shifting from despair to exhilaration.

Their blood boiled in resonance with Lin Qingyang’s triumph. He had proven with his strength that they were every bit the equals of those from the upper realms.

“This aura… it’s peculiar, unlike ordinary bloodline power. It can actually incinerate divine energies and dissolve runic defenses,” remarked several from the upper realms, their expressions turning grave. Lin Qingyang’s sudden explosion of power caught them off guard.

“I will make you today’s sacrifice for my cultivators!” Lin Qingyang roared, chasing down Ye Han with relentless pursuit, intent on obliterating his soul completely.

Ye Han’s face paled in terror as his soul attempted to flee, but he couldn’t match Lin Qingyang’s speed. Desperation gripped him as he faced imminent death right there.

Buzz!!

At the center of Ye Han’s eyebrows, strands of silver threads suddenly appeared, dazzling and imbued with an indescribable mysterious power. In that instant, the sky and earth seemed to freeze, as a supreme and terrifying aura emerged, seemingly crossing countless worlds and spaces to arrive at this place.

“What is this…?”

“Something crossing the boundary monument… what kind of existence could come here?”

The faces of many powerhouses from the Eight Desolations and Ten Regions changed, their expressions incredulous, their souls trembling slightly. Everyone shivered uncontrollably, feeling frozen in place, unable to move as a vast fear swept through them.

Lin Qingyang, in pursuit of Ye Han, felt this most acutely. His entire body trembled violently; he dared not move, his soul seemingly frozen in place.

A slender and indistinct figure began to materialize, crossing countless spaces to appear here. It was an incomparably shocking and astonishing scene, with divine light shimmering hazily, shrouded in chaotic fog. Three thousand worlds seemed to orbit this figure, making it the singular, eternal, and immortal presence in the cosmos.

Silver divine flames burned, each imbued with supreme significance, dazzling and blinding. Many dared not look directly, tears streaming from their eyes as they hastily closed them.

“This is… this is the master protecting me!” Ye Han exclaimed with ecstasy, kneeling on the ground with utmost piety and fanaticism, bowing to the figure before him. “Ye Han greets the master!”

“This is that person’s dharma body… It can actually influence this place. What level of cultivation has he reached now?” In the thick, monstrous fog, many powerhouses from the upper realm recognized the figure, their faces solemn, trembling with a sense of disbelief.

“Qingyang, run away! This man is beyond your reach!” The powerhouse from the Eight Desolations and Ten Regions who had spoken earlier suddenly moved, stepping forward. He sacrificed his own weapon to confront the dharma body that appeared before him, intent on fighting against it.

Boom!

However, the figure shrouded in silver divine flames remained indifferent, seemingly devoid of emotion. With a palm pressed against the sky, his aura was earth-shattering and unparalleled, obliterating any obstacles in his path.

Boom!

This was an indescribable, monstrous power. The dharma body extended a colossal hand, its palm lines clear, radiating bright golden light, exuding the pressure of an emperor’s hand.

The powerhouse from the Eight Desolations and Ten Regions turned pale. Despite sacrificing his own weapons and using his strongest techniques, it was futile. His body exploded, filling the sky with blood.

The scene was so terrifying that everyone was stunned, their souls trembling uncontrollably. His blood, imbued with divinity, shimmered with a golden aura and runes, pouring down from the sky.

The desert, already riddled with holes, seemed to be scorched by the fires of hell. The sacrificed weapon, now dim and trembling, was blasted into the void, shattered into pieces, and scattered across the ground.

In all directions, silence fell suddenly. The battle’s fluctuations dissipated, and the figure in the sky slowly vanished, as if it had been an illusion. However, the sight of a quasi-supreme powerhouse being killed with a single slap left everyone feeling cold.

“Thank you for saving my life!” Ye Han alone knelt respectfully and fanatically on the ground, bowing his head in the direction where the figure had appeared, his devotion unwavering.

“So powerful… Is this the strength of that one now? It’s incredible,” murmured the onlookers from the upper realm, their shock and sluggishness palpable. They never imagined that, at the brink of life and death, that person would save Ye Han from a distance of hundreds of millions of miles. This feat seemed like a dream, incredibly powerful and surreal.

While this astounded them, it also stirred envy towards Ye Han. To have such a master meant even in the most critical moments, salvation was possible.

“In ancient rumors, the most powerful among the immortals has reached an unimaginable realm. As long as you recite his true name reverently in your heart, you can invoke a ray of his dharma body to protect yourself for eternity…” Many were shaken as they recalled this legend, their faith in the unseen growing stronger from today’s events.

Young geniuses, in particular, were fanatical, deeply feeling that Gu Changge’s strength had reached an unfathomable level. This power was far beyond anything they could imagine or hope to achieve.

“Who was that person just now…”

On the side of the Eight Desolations and Ten Regions, many felt a chilling fear run through their bodies. Their skulls nearly exploded from the sheer terror. It was the first time they had witnessed such a terrifying divine power, a force beyond human resistance.

“It is said that he is the leader of the upper realm…”

The voice of the person next to him trembled. Hearing the mention of the upper realm, they suddenly realized that what Ye Han had said before was true.

After witnessing this scene firsthand, any thought of resistance vanished entirely.

In the Human Ancestor Hall, Gu Changge slowly opened his eyes, the silver flames around him dissipating as the runes faded and silence returned. He looked at the golden cauldron of luck in his hand, noting that the power of faith within it had noticeably diminished.

The power of faith consumed by his holy appearance earlier was significant. If it had continued for much longer, he felt the gathered power in the Golden Cauldron of Luck would have been insufficient. Though he had only intended to test it this time, the effectiveness was evident. While the increase in the power of faith was modest, the potential impact was clear.

Once the news spread, it was easy to imagine the broad reach and the number of devout “believers” it would attract to him.

“Those who extol my real name can gain eternal life in reincarnation. This is indeed a force that must be filled…” Gu Changge couldn’t help but smile. He then placed the Golden Cauldron of Luck in the hall, allowing it to gather a significant amount of power and faith.

For the moment, he had no intention of dealing with matters beyond the boundary monument. However, after his holy appearance, there would undoubtedly be significant repercussions over there.

It wasn’t that Gu Changge liked to show off, but he believed that such a display would save him a lot of trouble the next time he visited the past.

“Have you taken care of everything on your end?” Gu Changge asked Jiang Chuchu, who had been guarding him in the hall. “If all is in order, we can depart for the Demon Burying Abyss.”

Although Jiang Chuchu was curious about the golden cauldron in his hand, she refrained from asking further questions. Upon hearing his words, she nodded in affirmation.

With Wang Ziji absent from the Human Ancestor Hall, there were numerous matters that needed attention before they could leave. As Gu Changge had mentioned previously, Wang Ziji held little attachment to the Human Ancestor Hall and was indifferent to such trivial concerns. However, Jiang Chuchu’s upbringing in the Human Ancestor Hall had fostered a deep affection for it.

“Let’s go then.” Gu Changge tore open the space before him, creating a golden path that traversed the Heavenly Realm directly to the gate of the Human Ancestor Hall.

Outside, many powerhouses had already gathered, prepared to journey together to the Demon Burying Abyss to eradicate demons.

The Demon Burying Abyss lay far from the Central Region, extending beyond not just the Central Region but also the surrounding Territories. Due to its chaotic spatial nature, its terrain constantly shifted, and nearby spaces were turbulent and ever-changing.

However, locating the Demon Burying Abyss was not difficult at all. Far from it lay the Hanging Buddhist Temple on Buddha Mountain, where an outside teleportation formation awaited. Once there, finding the Demon Burying Abyss would be straightforward.

Interestingly, the Hanging Buddhist Temple had a significant connection to the Demon Burying Abyss. Its first ancestor was a revered cultivator on Buddha Mountain who keenly sensed the abyss’s monstrous and enduring demonic energies. Driven by this, the eminent monk made a solemn vow to empty the Demon Burying Abyss, forsaking enlightenment.

Venturing deep into the abyss, the monk sought to uncover the source of its demonic energies and bring order to the chaos. Yet, he encountered an unknown catastrophe that drove him mad, forcing a hasty retreat. He was among the rare few who had ventured so deep into the abyss over the years, and his fate within remained a mystery to all.

On their way to the Demon Burying Abyss, Gu Changge and his companions encountered numerous great demons surging out from the abyss. These demons caused chaos all around, boasting cultivations that started from the Great Sacred Realm at the weakest.

Jiang Chuchu, despite her strength, knew she couldn’t contend with these formidable adversaries. Yet, to Gu Changge, they were nothing more than inferior sources of nourishment, dispatched swiftly.

News of Gu Changge and Jiang Chuchu’s mission to eradicate demons in the Demon Burying Abyss spread rapidly among cultivators far and wide. Amidst the uproar caused by the Absolute Heavenly Extinction and conflicts in the Eight Desolations and Ten Regions, Gu Changge’s movements attracted significant attention.

Presently, still bearing the title of Human Ancestor, Gu Changge’s actions didn’t arouse suspicion. However, reports from the boundary monuments drew intense interest, especially the manifestation of Gu Changge’s dharma body, which sent shockwaves through all factions.

Many speculated that his cultivation had reached the quasi-supreme realm, or possibly even deeper—an unfathomable level beyond most young geniuses who typically peaked at the Sacred or Quasi-Sacred Realm.

Even the highly esteemed figures like the six-crowned Wang Junyao and others remained within these boundaries, highlighting the exceptional nature of Gu Changge’s perceived power.

However, amidst the battle over the boundary monument, numerous figures stood out, their brilliance and impact resonating across all factions.

One such figure was Chu Hao, the newly appointed Palace Master of Supreme Dao Cave, a Supreme Realm existence despite being only a few hundred years old. Many knew of his unresolved grievances with Gu Changge. As he participated in the conflicts of the Eight Desolations and Ten Regions, speculation arose whether the two would cross paths.

Other renowned participants included the disciples of the True Immortal Academy and the descendants from various ethnic groups and Dao traditions, each leaving their mark on the battlefield.

Gu Changge focused particularly on the sons of luck who were currently present. Among them, Yue Mingkong was taking on increasingly important responsibilities within the Peerless Immortal Dynasty. As someone reincarnated, she possessed knowledge of certain opportunities, including clues to the last of the seven artifacts, the Heavenly Palm.

Despite this knowledge, Yue Mingkong remained reticent with Gu Changge, suggesting that the timing for further discussion had not yet arrived. Gu Changge speculated that the Heavenly Sword Master was not a simple individual.

In the blink of an eye, several days passed as Gu Changge and his companions traversed numerous regions, riding waves of spatial fluctuations until they arrived at a teleportation portal.

In the distance stood an ancient temple exuding a majestic aura and a faint glow of Buddha light. It appeared solemn and ancient, with cultivators meditating everywhere, immersed in comprehending Buddhadharma.

“Hanging Buddhist Temple,” Jiang Chuchu murmured as her gaze fell upon the door plate adorned with ancient characters bordered in purple and gold, shimmering within the Buddha’s light, seemingly capable of dispelling all demons and malevolent spirits.

True to its name, the Hanging Buddhist Temple was surrounded by peculiar realms, suspended in the air amidst thick fog that threatened to ensnare the unwary into abyssal depths. A forbidden space loomed, accessible only to those with advanced cultivation capable of traversing the sky.

“The little monk greets Young Master Changge, and the Holy Maiden Chuchu,” greeted a handsome monk respectfully at the temple’s entrance, having anticipated Gu Changge and his party’s arrival to purge demons and uphold righteousness.

Gu Changge found himself surprised to encounter an old acquaintance here—Jin Chan Buddha, whom he had publicly humiliated in front of the gates of the True Immortal Academy. Nevertheless, Jin Chan Buddha stood with folded hands, a serene smile on his face, waiting for them.

“Tsk, it’s really hidden quite deep,” Gu Changge remarked, observing Jin Chan Buddha with renewed interest. He noticed a faint aura of luck around him—not quite on par with the sons of luck, but significant nonetheless. This realization sparked his curiosity, considering whether it had been concealed deeply or had only recently emerged due to fortunate circumstances.

Recalling their past encounter where Jin Chan Buddha had manipulated Prince Shen in the Absolute Heavenly Extinction Land, Gu Changge couldn’t help but mull over how things might have unfolded differently had Jin Chan Buddha openly warned the prince.

“I see we meet again, Brother Gu,” Jin Chan Buddha spoke warmly, dressed in a flowing Buddhist robe with an aura of Buddha’s light surrounding him, imparting a serene monk-like demeanor.

Gu Changge’s gaze fell upon the Buddha beads in Jin Chan Buddha’s hand as he remarked, “It’s unexpected to find the Buddha waiting here. It seems you intend to accompany us to the Demon Burying Abyss?”

Jin Chan Buddha nodded sagely, replying, “Facing the calamity of the Demon Burying Abyss, as a descendant of Buddha Mountain, this humble monk cannot stand aloof.”

His demeanor was composed, as though discussing a routine matter. Gu Changge surmised that Jin Chan Buddha likely possessed knowledge of the Demon Burying Abyss, having ventured there before. With his guidance, they could potentially avoid pitfalls and leverage his insights during critical moments.

Gu Changge speculated that Jin Chan Buddha’s motives likely involved more than mere altruism towards facing the Abyss’s supposed calamities—he likely sought something specific within its depths.