1625. The black mist descends upon the world
Since just now, the previously calm Saintess of Xiyuan could not help but be surprised. She wasn’t surprised by the fact that Gu Changge was the mastermind behind the Patian Alliance, as she had already suspected that, but the fact that the Master of Zixiao Mountain would personally appear to provoke the Xianchu Haotu was completely beyond her expectations.
Does this an that Zixiao Mountain will also get involved in the war between Xianchu Haotu and the Demon Court and take action against Xianchu Haotu?
If so, does this also an that the catastrophe of the Xiyuan civilization has already begun?
The Saintess of Xiyuan subconsciously looked at Gu Changge, feeling that this matter was probably related to him as well.
At that mont, Gu Changge also noticed her gaze, turned his head, and smiled lightly at her.
“Sure enough, it’s related to him. He had already anticipated this event happening, so he wasn’t surprised at all. But when did the Master of Zixiao Mountain beco his person?”
The Saintess of Xiyuan calmly withdrew her gaze, but her heart was even more shaken.
The situation had developed in a way she had never imagined. What she thought would be an ordinary banquet now seed like a prelude to sothing much bigger. With Gu Changge’s appearance, he must have already had plans and thods in place to deal with the Xianchu Haotu.
The sky rumbled and trembled, the black coffin stained with blood, stretching for tens of thousands of miles. No one knew what material it was made of, but it emitted a dark glow, with many areas engraved with array patterns, rapidly falling towards the capital of Xianchu Haotu at terrifying speed.
“Zixiao Mountain, I still rember the grudge from years ago. I haven’t co to seek revenge on you, yet you dare to humiliate like this. Today, I will definitely suppress your dharma body here.”
Chu Gucheng roared in anger, disregarding the fact that today was not an appropriate day for action, and stepped forward, disappearing outside the palace.
He was already furious to the extre. In front of all the guests and dignitaries, the Master of Zixiao Mountain sent a black coffin, and if he didn’t react, it would undoubtedly beco the laughingstock of everyone.
All the efforts from before would be wasted, and everything would be for nothing.
“Hahaha, Chu Gucheng, do you really think you can do anything to ? Besides, this is just a dharma body of mine. I can discard it at any ti. You should be thanking for coming all the way from Zixiao Mountain to wish you a happy birthday, but instead, you’re burning with rage. That’s a bit unreasonable.”
“As the host, shouldn’t you invite down for a drink now?”
The laughter of Zixiao Mountain’s Master echoed from the black coffin, shattering the clouds and stars. He directly stated that this was just one of his dharma bodies and that he could discard it at any ti, not worried about the consequences.
“Zixiao Mountain is truly going too far, completely disregarding our Xianchu Haotu.”
“When the national leader had not yet established the Xianchu Haotu, the Master of Zixiao Mountain had already targeted him. Later, the national leader didn’t take it to heart and did not seek revenge against Zixiao Mountain.”
“Now, on the national leader’s birthday, the Master of Zixiao Mountain dares to co here and make a scene and humiliate us.”
The ministers and officials rushing out from the hall all had ugly expressions. Many of the older officials were so angry that they trembled all over, their lips shaking.
For forces like the Like Buddha Country, the Guangming Temple, and the Ling Shen Cavern, their attention had initially been focused on Gu Changge. After learning that he was the mysterious master behind the Patian Alliance, they had been cautious in secret.
But now, with the Master of Zixiao Mountain appearing in such a domineering and arrogant manner, they too had no choice but to consider how to respond to this matter.It was clear that a great battle was about to break out between Xianchu Haotu and Zixiao Mountain.
Over the years, Xianchu Haotu had subtly begun to show signs of becoming the dominant power in the region, and most of the immortal Dao traditions had grown wary of it.
Should they choose to assist Xianchu Haotu, or stand aside and watch?
“Zixiao Mountain’s Purple Wanhe is so fearless in coming here, it’s probably not just to deliver this black coffin. There must have been an incident at the border by now.”
“I’ve already sent several Star Lords to the border region to guard against Zixiao Mountain suddenly sending a large army to attack.”
The figure of the Dharma Saint appeared in the hall, his expression grave as he spoke.
Beside him, Elder Jin from the Xudan Civilization also spoke in a low voice, “I had a vague feeling before that this birthday banquet wouldn’t go smoothly. Now it seems that Zixiao Mountain is intent on intervening and joining forces with the Demon Court to target Xianchu Haotu.”
“There is always an invisible hand behind these events, pushing everything forward.”
As he spoke, he subtly glanced at Gu Changge, who was not far away. He had no evidence to prove that this was related to Gu Changge, but he couldn’t help but suspect that Gu Changge might have such motives and intentions.
Furthermore, Gu Changge dared to openly appear in Xianchu Haotu, unafraid of exposing his identity, which ant he was likely even more afraid of being surrounded and attacked by others.
Could they really dare to take action against Gu Changge at this mont?
Boom!
In the depths of the sky, a great battle erupted. Chu Gucheng, enraged, made his move without rcy. His entire body was surrounded by the dense energy of the Ancestral Dao, and the light of the Great Dao stead, as if he had grasped the very essence of the heavens and the earth, using it as a weapon to strike at Zixiao Mountain’s Purple Wanhe.
Endless energy exploded, aiming to wipe him out right there.
The area beca chaotic, like an eternal space-ti distortion. Ordinary Daoist practitioners could no longer see clearly the scene there.
All they could feel was the endless lightning falling from the sky, the overwhelming chaotic energy spilling out, and the force of ti spreading, blurring everything in sight.
At the sa ti, in Xianchu Haotu, countless particles of light appeared. These were the power of fate and the collective will of all living beings, gathering to form a True Dragon of Destiny, which then empowered Chu Gucheng’s body.
There were continuous booming sounds from that place. Zixiao Mountain’s Purple Wanhe laughed loudly, standing tall. His dharma body stretched for over ten thousand miles, and he wielded the black coffin like a weapon, swinging it in his palm as he clashed with Chu Gucheng in a fierce battle.
Countless rules and orders boiled, blood-colored lightning streaked across the sky, and the chaos was dispelled. In an instant, myriad Daoist techniques unfolded and collided.
All the practitioners and beings of Xianchu Haotu were shocked and furious, watching the scene in awe. Everyone knew that today was the national leader Chu Gucheng’s birthday, a day when all guests and dignitaries were invited. Xianchu Haotu had never been this lively and celebratory.
But at that mont, the Master of Zixiao Mountain personally sent a blood-stained black coffin as a birthday gift, clearly intending to humiliate Xianchu Haotu.
This act filled the citizens of Xianchu Haotu with imnse anger, and countless people glared furiously at the dharma body of Purple Wanhe in the sky above.
Boom!
The sky continued to tremble violently, and the terrifying shockwave, despite being transmitted from a distant location, relentlessly reached them. It was like a raging tide, trying to force everyone to kneel in submission.
All the guests were watching this battle. The strength of Chu Gucheng was unquestionable, especially within the capital of Xianchu Haotu, where he could be empowered by the nation’s fate and collective will, standing in an inherently invincible position.
However, the Master of Zixiao Mountain, Purple Wanhe, who was rely using a Daoist law body, had already exchanged many blows with Chu Gucheng and showed no sign of falling behind.
Although Purple Wanhe was indeed one of the most powerful figures in the Xiyuan civilization, how could a re Daoist law body possibly contend with Chu Gucheng for so long?
“That black coffin… it’s not just an ordinary black coffin…”
Suddenly, an expert from the Xudan Civilization, a reclusive figure, spoke. His gaze was intense as he fixated on the black coffin that Purple Wanhe was wielding as a weapon.
The black coffin, stained with blood, seed to contain a smaller coffin within. As Purple Wanhe swung it, terrifying black mist continuously spread out, blocking the sky and swallowing all rules and orders, sending a chill down everyone’s spine.
“It does look like that legendary treasure, but it can’t possibly be the real thing,” Elder Jin said, his eyes filled with vast visions, also focusing on the black coffin as he spoke in a low voice.
“Could what Elder Jin refers to be the Coffin of the World’s Burial, which vanished in the river of ti long ago?”
The Dharma Saint couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.
From the Yinru Cave, the usually silent Elder Xingying also spoke, “Indeed, it does resemble the long-lost treasure, the Coffin of the World’s Burial. But it’s not its exact replica; it’s a copy of its replica, forged into this form.”
A replica of a replica of the Coffin of the World’s Burial?
The guests were all stunned. Many had heard the rumors about this legendary treasure, but the Coffin of the World’s Burial had long since disappeared in the flow of ti, its whereabouts unknown, lost to history.
The fact that even the replica of a replica could have such unbelievable power made everyone shudder.
If the true Coffin of the World’s Burial were to appear, how powerful would it be? It was almost unimaginable.
Chu Gucheng, while engaged in battle with Purple Wanhe, also heard the conversations among the guests. His desire for the ancient treasures surged again.
Much like the Coffin of the World’s Burial, the Reincarnation Mirror was also a treasure of the First Civilization. Its power was certainly not inferior to that of the true Coffin of the World’s Burial.
If he had such a treasure to suppress the foundation, why would he need to be so passive in this situation?
Right now, Purple Wanhe, with nothing but his Daoist law body, was no match for him. The only reason he could hold on so long was because of the black coffin in his hands.
The black mist within the coffin was eerie and endless, constantly seeping out and spreading, seeming to distort rules, like a chaotic force, incredibly troubleso. It could devour and destroy all Daoist techniques.
Although Chu Gucheng wasn’t afraid, the longer he delayed in front of all the guests, the more disgraceful it would beco for him.
Boom!
At that mont, Chu Gucheng roared once more. A brilliant radiance, billions of miles long, enveloped him as he unleashed all his thods. The endless light exploded in front of him, and the vast, surging glow filled the capital, creating a breathtaking display of dawn-like rays.
With the rise of billions of strands of the national fortune and collective will, they transford into a roaring True Dragon that surged towards Purple Wanhe.
Ancient and mysterious symbols appeared in the area, like black holes condensing, and a blurred treasure bottle seed to materialize. It began to absorb the heavens and the earth, crushing the incoming True Dragon.
Purple Wanhe’s thods were equally defiant of the heavens. He fiercely fought with Chu Gucheng for a long ti, relying solely on his Daoist law body. In the end, however, his strength finally faltered, and his law body began to fade and blur, on the verge of dispersing.
Yet, Purple Wanhe didn’t mind at all. He continued to laugh loudly, his voice shaking the universe and resonating across multiple galaxies.
“Hahaha, Chu Gucheng, even if you manage to destroy this Daoist law body of mine today, what does it matter? Xianchu Haotu is defying the heavens. A calamity is inevitable, and today marks the beginning of your reckoning. Xianchu Haotu, your destruction is near.”
Boom!!
At the mont his law body dissipated, Purple Wanhe gathered all his remaining strength and struck the black coffin with a single punch.
The black coffin, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened with a trendous sound, like mountains crashing or tal striking. It was as if the force had unlocked Pandora’s box.
In an instant, dense black mist began to spread out, as though it were liquefying. It covered the sky, infinite and boundless, flooding outward in all directions, staining the entire sky black.
The black mist seed alive, continuously pouring out from the opened black coffin, forming large black smoke that stretched for tens of thousands of miles, sweeping across the sky in a roaring wave.
“What is this?”
The guests were all stunned, unable to speak as they watched the black coffin fall from the sky, landing in the distance.
That area seed to have beco the source of the black mist, from which it continuously poured out, shattering clouds and causing stars to fall. The terrifying tide of mist spread out in all directions.
Visible darkness radiated outward, engulfing mountains, lakes, ancient forests, and swamps, transforming everything into a dead wasteland, devoid of life or vitality.
The area was destroyed in an instant, and as the black mist spread, countless beings trying to escape wailed, only to be devoured imdiately. Ancient cities disintegrated in the mist, vanishing forever.
The ground was littered with bones and blood, which burned and evaporated, consud by the black mist until they turned to ash.
Everyone was shaken and horrified, feeling an intense chill. What was this? The air was filled with an overwhelming aura of destruction and death, as if it could turn everything in the world into ashes.
“The black mist foretold in the prophecy… has it truly arrived in this way?”
Within the capital of Xianchu Haotu, Elder Jin was stunned and horrified as he watched the scene unfold. He recalled the terrifying malice he had sensed in the Xudan Civilization.
In the unseen darkness, so unfathomable terrifying presence had already opened its eyes, wandering through the worlds, watching all.
“Does Zixiao Mountain have a connection with the remnants of the Black Calamity? This black mist, though eerie, is far from the terrifying dark substance that the Black Calamity left behind…”
“Yet the aura does seem sowhat similar.”
The Saintess of Xiyuan stood high in the sky, gazing towards the black mist rising into the heavens. Her brows were tightly furrowed.
Inside the black coffin that Purple Wanhe had suddenly opened, no one knew what it contained. Only a small corner had been revealed, and it seed to hide yet another, smaller coffin within. Dense black mist erupted violently from it, causing the entire sky to tremble.
The ministers and generals of Xianchu Haotu were also completely unaware of what lay inside. Many of them transford into streaks of light, rushing to try and stop the black mist from spewing out. The mist was too strange and could corrode all things. Ordinary cultivators and living beings could not even approach it.
“Purple Wanhe, I am sworn to be your enemy. I swear I will sever your head to avenge the disgrace of today!”
Chu Gucheng’s face turned ashen with fury. His eyes fixed on the direction where Purple Wanhe’s dharma body had dissipated. He then ordered his ministers to seal the black coffin and stop the black mist from rampaging.
His birthday banquet was completely ruined due to Purple Wanhe’s appearance.
All the guests and dignitaries had witnessed the scene. Even if Chu Gucheng successfully defeated Purple Wanhe’s Daoist law body, he had beco a complete laughingstock. Chu Gucheng could already predict that countless rumors would spread after today.
On the day of the national leader’s birthday, the Master of Zixiao Mountain appeared and sent a black coffin.
How arrogant, how humiliating!
“Purple Wanhe’s grand gift truly did not disappoint .”
Gu Changge withdrew his gaze, a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
Before he left Zixiao Mountain, Purple Wanhe had specifically ntioned preparing a grand gift for Chu Gucheng. So, Gu Changge had already anticipated this. However, he hadn’t expected that this gift would involve a replica of the Coffin of the World’s Burial. The black mist released from it was clearly related to dark matter.
Of course, if it were true dark matter, not just that area, but even Xianchu Haotu, and the entire Xiyuan civilization would be tainted and affected.
What concerned Gu Changge now was when exactly Purple Wanhe had gotten involved with the remnants of the Black Calamity.
With Purple Wanhe’s abilities, even a replica of a replica of the Coffin of the World’s Burial would be hard to find, let alone the black mist tied to dark matter.
At that mont, all the guests and dignitaries had to begin questioning whether Zixiao Mountain had been secretly involved with the remnants of the Black Calamity.
Forces like the Guangming Temple, the Like Buddha Country, and the Ling Shen Cavern all turned their attention to the Saintess of Xiyuan.
If Zixiao Mountain truly had a connection to the remnants of the Black Calamity, should the Saintess of Xiyuan issue a command to unite all the forces to besiege Zixiao Mountain and eliminate the threat of the Black Calamity’s remnants?
The Saintess of Xiyuan’s thoughts were also in turmoil, and for a mont, she didn’t know what to do.
Before the ministers of Xianchu Haotu could even catch their breath, another terrifying report arrived.
Outside the borders of Xianchu Haotu, a terrifying army had appeared, joining forces with the Demon Court.
Several divine generals sent to the frontlines for support were gravely injured and had to retreat. The Heavenly General, who had previously been trapped, was killed on the spot and couldn’t escape.
The news sent shockwaves through the room, and even Chu Gucheng himself almost froze in place, unable to believe what he had just heard.
“How is this possible?” His vision blurred for a mont, and his voice trembled, filled with boundless anger.
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