I Am the Fated Villain Chapter 1304: Daoist forces of Xiyuan Civilization

“We hope you won’t turn down our plea.”

The faction heads from the different Daoist groups there froze in astonishment at his statement. Shock and doubt filled their stares.

Xiyuan’s Saintess, approaching the scene, creased her forehead a bit, struggling to accept the words she heard.

If she hadn’t run into these two along the path and realized they came from outside the immense wilderness, she could have thought Gu Changge had sent them as spies.

Declaring a wish to join the Destroy Heaven Alliance right in front of all these visitors was like delivering a harsh insult to the entire assembly.

“Well put—talking about the mighty scheme to shatter the heavens. The Destroy Heaven Alliance truly requires sharp minds such as yours. Why would we ever deny your entry?”

A faint smile crossed Gu Changge’s face as he listened. He understood these two had hidden motives for approaching him, but they couldn’t reveal them openly amid the crowd. Still, the Destroy Heaven Alliance desperately needed such mighty Dao Realm experts to build its core strength.

“Haha, excellent! From the moment I encountered you both, I sensed a strong connection. We truly share the same vision. Your support will make the Destroy Heaven Alliance even mightier,” Jing Tianyuan boomed with laughter, thrilled beyond measure.

The Destroy Heaven Alliance’s key members, like Zixiao Mountain’s head Zi Wanhe and the past victor of Xianchu Haotu, Chu Heng, all grinned broadly. They recognized the overwhelming might in these two, which outstripped typical Dao Realm beings by far.

Everyone could witness the Destroy Heaven Alliance’s swift rise, and amid the tense circumstances, welcoming two Dao Realm powerhouses promised huge gains. Yet this only deepened the discomfort among the Daoist faction leaders, their features etched with incredulity.

“Our Destroy Heaven Alliance follows the path of humanity and bolsters the realms. Numerous ancient societies and True Realms have pledged themselves to us, willingly aligning with the Destroy Heaven Alliance to lend their power toward the ultimate vision,” proclaimed Emperor Kun of the Demon Court, his tone carrying commanding weight.

“Rest easy, fellow allies. The Demon Court’s explosive growth and progress since merging with the Destroy Heaven Alliance stand plain to see. Bringing back the splendor of the Ten Thousand Clans’ ancient tributes isn’t out of reach.”

“Allying with the Destroy Heaven Alliance and forging bonds will bring advantages to every Daoist faction here, without a single drawback,” Emperor Kun continued, his piercing eyes scanning the group as if reading their innermost doubts.

Today’s assembly featured grand immortal sects such as Guangming Temple and the Buddha Kingdom of the Tathagata, both boasting several Dao Realm guardians.

Yet smaller groups like Tuoyang Mountain lacked their own Dao Realm defenders, surviving warily in the shadows of greater powers, barely holding on amid constant threats.

The Destroy Heaven Alliance’s bold surge and relentless pull of nearby forces had cornered them, driving this meeting as a desperate bid for resolution.

Emperor Kun’s claims rang with some overstatement; recreating the Demon Court’s lost ancient majesty seemed unattainable. Nevertheless, years of weaving into the Destroy Heaven Alliance had fueled the Demon Court’s swift ascent. Backed by this colossal force, the vast demon clans of the Endless Demon Domain had one by one yielded.

As the proverb states,

With few alternatives left, pledging to the Destroy Heaven Alliance could prove the sole path forward. Plenty of attending cultivators showed inner conflict, their faces revealing how Emperor Kun’s persuasion tugged at them.

A handful of immortal Daoist sect heads shared glances before advancing, declaring icily,

“Spare us the hollow talk. You’re just like the others. The Destroy Heaven Alliance seeks to slowly consume and dominate the Xiyuan Civilization. Stop fooling us with these lofty excuses.”

“Xianchu Haotu’s collapse serves as clear proof. Do you believe we’re blind to it? Everyone present understands what brought down Xianchu Haotu.”

“Our purpose today is to halt this madness. Since Xiyuan Civilization’s dawn, it has endured endless disasters. Races and sects have thrived, built their might, and coexisted without meddling. But the Destroy Heaven Alliance’s emergence has wrecked that harmony. When the next catastrophe strikes, the Destroy Heaven Alliance will bear the blame first. If you choose to sink with them, count us out.”

“To utter ‘Destroy Heaven’ so lightly—aren’t you terrified of the backlash it invites? Do you really believe you can dodge the endless fallout?”

Such declarations came from sect leaders steeped in profound cultivation.

Some among them hailed from the Dao Realm, their visages shrouded in Dao mists, eyes ablaze with starry scenes of falling suns, fading moons, and shattered streams. Their radiating pressure made nearby cultivators quiver in awe.

As these powerhouses voiced their stand, the other cultivators and entities nearby felt a wave of ease, suggesting the peril wasn’t as overwhelming as imagined. It appeared Xiyuan Civilization’s Daoist forces had long opposed the Destroy Heaven Alliance, determined to thwart its schemes.

“How utterly shortsighted,” a voice echoed with sharp scorn. “The catastrophe will engulf every realm when it descends. No civilization or True Realm can evade it. Your resolve falters more than even the fledgling True Realms’ Destroy Heavens, who dare to resist despite dooming themselves like moths to fire.”

“You’ve trained for ages—centuries, even millennia—yet at the great disaster’s approach, you cower in terror. What more are you capable of?”

Jing Tianyuan let out a cold huff at this, casting a contemptuous look toward the Daoist sect leaders.

Still, the leaders stayed composed, their faces steady. They grasped the dire implications of ‘Destroy Heaven’ fully. Besides, they rejected the notion that the Destroy Heaven Alliance held the noble goals it professed.

“‘Destroy Heaven’—what a reckless title. It’s merely a band of presumptuous insects. The disaster targets only the emerging True Realms and the old ones, sparing Xiyuan Civilization. As a pinnacle True Realm, Xiyuan has risen above such dangers long ago. This pact dates back to antiquity. Jing Lao, as a veteran, must be aware?”

“By defying the heavens and proclaiming ‘Destroy Heaven,’ the Destroy Heaven Alliance has shattered a grave prohibition. Retribution will strike it eventually. Should the Destroy Heaven Alliance’s presence pull Xiyuan Civilization into the disaster, it becomes the everlasting offender.”

“Rivers of time surge from antiquity to now; to us, it’s all a brief illusion. Existence is a vast, hollow reverie. The Dao alone endures, our ultimate quest.”

“In the endless cosmos, myriad realms flicker out in an instant—how many souls perish? The calamity’s vengeance forms heaven’s unchanging rule. Heaven’s servants accept their fate; heaven’s foes face its rejection.”

“Destroy Heaven Alliance leader, are you ignorant of this?”

The figures’ eyes passed over Jing Tianyuan, Emperor Kun, Zi Wanhe, the aged Daoist, and the rest, ultimately locking onto Gu Changge, as though aiming to weigh him down.

“If your minds are set, why seek my view?”

“The Destroy Heaven Alliance follows its own creed. Believe in it if you will; if not, that’s on you.”

Gu Changge offered a subtle smile, meeting their stares without flinching. His gaze remained serene and detached, betraying no hint of doubt.

“I just wonder what ties exist between the Heaven-Slaying Alliance and the ancient Tian group that once ravaged the boundless world?”

A Supreme Elder who had spoken fixed his intense gaze on Gu Changge, chaos churning in his eyes with a subtle chaotic haze, and sneered dismissively.

Those versed in the ancient Tian group’s history often knew of the Black Calamity period, realizing all origins traced to the primal Tian group. Even post-Black Calamity’s end, the lingering Black Calamity forces were basically ex-Tian members.

The Tian Lord founded the Tian group to usurp the Heavenly Dao’s power and claim Tian’s mantle. Now, Gu Changge’s Heaven-Slaying Alliance, while preaching human dao’s justice, sought to seize the Heavenly Dao’s control much like the original Tian group.

To these timeless entities, no amount of acclaim could separate the Heaven-Slaying Alliance from the chaos-spreading Tian group of old.

The gathered cultivators and beings, though not grasping the Tian group’s full backstory, recognized its dreadfulness and linked the Black Calamity era to it. They also connected the dark blood age, the boundless world’s upheavals, and other horrors to this group.

To this day, the Black Calamity survivors that terrified the boundless realm’s inhabitants stemmed from the Tian group’s scattered remnants.

Earlier whispers among cultivators hinted at Gu Changge’s links to the Tian remnants, suspecting he aimed to revive it. Yet none had voiced it before.

This Supreme Elder’s bold query before all sent shivers through the crowd. Many fixed their eyes on Gu Changge, hunting for any shift in his demeanor.

“The Tian group remains the Tian group, and the Heaven-Slaying Alliance stands as the Heaven-Slaying Alliance. How could anyone mix them up?” Gu Changge replied with a gentle smile.

“Our Heaven-Slaying Alliance champions human dao, sets forth the noble vows of all beings, and strives for a peaceful, harmonious boundless world without battles, conflicts, or tribulation’s pain. How does that make us the unforgivable villains in your sight?”

“Ridiculous—since when does a plague deem itself a redeemer? What a joke.”

“The realm may be deceived, but do you think we’re clueless to your real aims?”

The Supreme Elders scoffed with icy disdain, their stares chilling, chaotic glow pulsing in their eyes. With each blink, waves of ruin seemed to surge.

“Outrageous—how dare you interrogate the leader? Do you plan to provoke us endlessly today?”

At these words, several Heaven-Slaying Alliance members surged ahead, their expressions stern, unleashing fearsome auras to face off against the Supreme Elders.

“Hold. As guests this day, we honor the host’s customs.”

Gu Changge lifted his hand lightly, his eyes gliding across the Supreme Elders before turning to Yuxian Palace’s inner sanctum.

“Miss Yuling, you as the hostess leave us waiting while you only watch from afar. Doesn’t that seem unfair?” he remarked with a soft chuckle. As Gu Changge finished speaking, a ray of sacred radiance burst from his fingertips, streaking toward that spot.

The Yuxian Palace, hidden in swirling mists where chaotic forces churned like a primal heaven’s birth, abruptly revealed a flawless, radiant light. Countless luminous strands converged into a vast sea, parting the hazy borders of the zone.

There, a transcendent, poised silhouette emerged. She perched at a lofty precipice’s brink, her beauty and poise beyond mortal grasp.

Celestial vapors and Dao harmonies swirled about her, her spotless white garments pristine as fresh snow, raven locks cascading to partially shroud her jade features. She appeared ready to drift away on the breeze toward the immortal domains, bound for the Nine Heavens’ divine halls.