I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 1120: 481: Another important reason, the great killing weapon against the Demon Race
Chapter 1481: Another important reason, the great killing weapon against the Demon Race
“If no one disturbs the situation, then a war between the demon court and Xian Chu is inevitable, plunging the entire Xi Yuan civilization into chaos. This will create more opportunities for me to take advantage of.” A thoughtful gleam flickered in Gu Changge’s eyes as he spoke. With a wave of his hand, the crystal mirror in front of him dissipated into thin air.
His gaze shifted to the outside of Biluo Peak. “That guy has been kneeling there for several days.” He shook his head slightly, dismissing the figure kneeling at the foot of the peak.
During his seclusion at Biluo Peak, various disciples had approached, hoping to worship him as their master. The figure kneeling outside the mountain gate was just one of many. However, for disciples with mediocre aptitude and no remarkable luck, Gu Changge had little interest in engaging with them.
Unless it was like Mu Yan and Mo Tong, whose luck was extraordinary enough to influence the entire civilization.
“Speaking of which, although Yu Xian Palace is in decline, it was created by a transcendent-level figure. The backgrounds of forces like Yao Ting, Xian Chu, and Zixiao Mountain are not as impressive as that of Yu Xian Palace.”
He paused, contemplating. “And the current palace master of Yu Xian Palace is no longer a direct descendant of its founder. It complicates matters when trying to locate his bloodline.”
As Gu Changge looked at the scene below Biluo Peak, his thoughts shifted to another concern. His primary purpose for coming to Yu Xian Academy was to seek out the blood descendants of the founder of Yu Xian Palace. Ideally, he wanted direct descendants, though even a distant blood connection would suffice. After all, with the causal relationship of blood, he could return to the past and pinpoint the location of Liuhe Tianyuan.
However, his current identity was just that of an ordinary elder at Yu Xian Academy. Transitioning to an elder of Yu Xian Palace was more complicated, and he knew he couldn’t accomplish that in a short time.
With this in mind, Gu Changge resolved to take action, intending to first seize control of Yu Xian Academy in the Tai Yuan Ancient Region. To him, this was merely a matter of thought and strategy.The power of thought spread, sweeping across the entire academy in an instant. All the disciples and elders, whether they were deep in cultivation or engaged in discussions about Dao, suddenly felt a brilliant silver light illuminating their minds—vast and supreme. Yet, this feeling vanished just as quickly as it had come, fading like an illusion, and most didn’t think much of it.
Afterward, Gu Changge pinpointed the dean of Yu Xian Academy, who was secluded in a specific time and space to contemplate Daoism. Despite the dean’s Immortal Emperor strength, which could still prove useful in this context, Gu Changge regarded him as no different from an ordinary person.
The dean was more resilient than Gu Changge had anticipated. Initially, he tried to fight back, but once he realized the disparity in their power, he contemplated self-detonation. However, Gu Changge needed him alive to gather information, so he naturally wouldn’t allow him to perish in that manner.
Instead, Gu Changge directly converted the dean, making him his disciple. The speed magic bottle method he had used before proved ineffective against an Immortal Emperor’s presence. Yet, Gu Changge’s strength had long transcended its previous limits, allowing him to subdue his opponent without needing any external means.
This encounter led him to consider developing a suitable technique based on the purpose and essence of the Heaven Slaying Alliance. Such a technique would not only aim to save all living beings but also attract believers. Even beings as powerful as Immortal Emperors and those in the Dao Realm would be influenced by it.
In this way, Gu Changge could save a considerable amount of energy. He instructed the dean to go to Yu Xian Palace to gather information about the descendants of the patriarch who founded Yu Xian Palace. After that, he returned to Biluo Peak to continue monitoring the battle between the Demon Realm and Xian Chu.
The battle raged on. The entire Longling Ancient Region was nearing extinction, and the Chu clan in Xuan Luo City had been decimated, with very few members left. More demon soldiers and generals arrived from afar, their overwhelming presence instilling dread in the hearts of the remaining defenders.
Summoned by the call of the Demon-Gathering Whistle, an ever-increasing number of powerful beings from the monster clan surged toward this location, just as Di Kun had commanded, intent on annihilating the world.
“No, it won’t do us any good if we keep procrastinating; we can’t control the situation any longer.”
The Heavenly General, locked in a fierce struggle with Di Kun outside the realm, sighed inwardly as he watched the devastation unfold in the Longling Ancient Region. The two had been entangled in their battle for a long time, with Di Kun holding him back, leaving him powerless to intervene while witnessing the destruction of the ancient domain.
Although there were three thousand ancient domains under the territory of Xian Chu, the loss of one would seem insignificant. Yet, today’s events clearly indicated that the demon court’s resolute stance would not relent, and they would have to pay a hefty price for their actions.
Boom!
At this moment, the Heavenly General lost all interest in continuing his fight with Di Kun. With a powerful sweep of his hand, he tore open time and space, simultaneously reaching down with his other hand to seize Chu Bai, who was locked in confrontation with the monster generals. In a swift motion, he transported himself and Chu Bai away from the battlefield.
“Heavenly General, my Demon Court will not let this go,” Di Kun warned, his voice cold and filled with menace. “You must hand this one over. Otherwise, my Demon Court will have no choice but to march on Chu Wang City.”
Di Kun snorted as he watched the Heavenly General prepare to leave. Though he knew he couldn’t stop him, his frustration boiled over. While the Heavenly General’s strength was less than his own, it would take time to determine a victor in their struggle. The destruction of the Longling Ancient Region did little to quell the anger that surged within him.
What fueled his rage further was the divine bow that Chu Bai had wielded moments ago. It was unmistakably tainted with the karma of Di Wen, who had fallen to that very weapon. Even Di Kun felt an unsettling aura radiating from the divine bow, a sensation that set his instincts on edge, as if he were facing a formidable natural enemy. This ominous feeling gnawed at him, compelling him to eliminate that bow at all costs.
The Golden Crow Clan possessed the supreme bloodline of the monster race, and even the Dragon and Phoenix Clans could only aspire to be their equals. No other ethnic group in the world was deemed worthy of being their natural enemy.
“I must inform my father about this first. The fall of the Ninth Brother must be linked to that mysterious divine bow,” Di Kun muttered coldly, casting a glance toward the capital of Xian Chu before his figure flickered and tore through the fabric of the universe, disappearing from sight.
Meanwhile, the formidable monster army did not linger; instead, they pressed onward, systematically attacking the remaining ancient lands of Xian Chu. Their assault showed no signs of abating.
As the monstrous horde advanced, the endless threads of karma began to unfurl across the universe of the Xi Yuan civilization. Some ancient Dao Realm existences couldn’t help but furrow their brows, increasingly aware that something was amiss in the heavens, as if a dark shroud had fallen over them.
The emergence of this karma had muddled the river of fate, making it nearly impossible for them to foresee even a glimpse of the future. The entire Xi Yuan civilization was spiraling into chaos.
This unsettling atmosphere stirred unease among the various ethnic groups, all of whom sensed a looming catastrophe threatening to engulf Xi Yuan civilization in the near future. The news of the Demon Court blowing the Demon-Gathering Whistle and launching a large-scale assault on Xian Chu quickly sent shockwaves throughout the realm, igniting widespread alarm and speculation.
An ancient domain within the vast lands of Xian Chu was ravaged, transforming it into a desolate land of calamity, burying countless cultivators and living beings in its ruins. The various forces observing the unfolding conflict were struck with shock and disbelief. The Demon Court’s resolve was unmistakable; the destruction of the ancient domain of Xian Chu was merely the beginning. A battle between the Demon Court and Xian Chu was now inevitable, and war loomed once more.
In the midst of this turmoil, Chu Bai’s name soared to prominence. Having managed to slay the Ninth Prince of the Demon Court while wielding the strength of an Immortal King was nothing short of remarkable. Moreover, he had successfully engaged multiple quasi-Immortal Emperors of the Demon Court, holding his ground for an extended period without faltering.
Such a character naturally drew the attention of many forces, especially with that extraordinarily divine bow in his possession. Speculation ran rampant among cultivators that Di Wen, the Ninth Prince of the Golden Crow, had indeed fallen to that very bow, and it was this weapon that had incited the ensuing disaster.
“This Sun-Shooting Bow, after all, was forged from a branch of the Epoch Tree…” Gu Changge mused as he observed the events unfold, all transpiring just as he had anticipated. He felt no concern that anyone would perceive anything unusual about the Sun-Shooting Bow.
After he initially condensed it, Gu Changge dedicated the Sun-Shooting Bow to the Xi Yuan civilization, channeling it through the branch of the long river of fate. Even if someone attempted to deduce its origin, they would trace it back to the river of fate. Many opportunities and fortunes within this world were intricately tied to this river; unless someone truly mastered its flow, no one could adequately explain the bow’s origin.
Moreover, for the Golden Crow clan, the Epoch Tree held the same lineage as the so-called Mulberry, Ruomu, and Jianmu. In fact, it could be said that Mulberry, Wakagi, and Jianmu were all branches of the Epoch Tree from different eras of civilization. Thus, the Sun-Shooting Bow could also be considered crafted from hibiscus wood.
For the Golden Crow clan, and indeed for the entire monster clan, this bow was regarded as a formidable weapon. They would undoubtedly exert every effort to erase it from existence. This desire to eliminate the Sun-Shooting Bow was another pivotal reason behind the conflicts between the Demon Race and Xian Chu, precisely as Gu Changge had calculated.
