I Am the Fated Villain Chapter 1310: The Forbidden Land of Jiwei, the Void Ridge, is still unable to quell the anger from that side

Nearly every immortal Dao lineage within the Xi Yuan civilization today plays a role in forging the Xi Yuan Covenant, encompassing mighty entities like the Tathagata Buddha Kingdom, the Guangming Temple, and the Ling Shen Cavern, to list just a few.

Ancient living fossils linger in seclusion as well, concealed from view and yet to step forward. Among them, certain figures boast lineages as venerable as the long-forgotten forebears of the Jing clan, such as Jing Tianyuan, held back by various circumstances from appearing earlier.

Right then, the gathered Dao lineages and clans buzz with discussions and guesses about the Xi Yuan Covenant's details, all anxious to uncover the safeguards it might offer.

Though most of these clans lack the standing to help shape the Xi Yuan Covenant, their fervor for it remains undimmed.

Countless minor clans have streamed in too, guided by their ancestral powerhouses and accompanied by their mightiest experts, hurrying to the site without delay.

Elders from the Yuxian Palace, joined by other ancestral powerhouses from the early-arriving immortal Dao lineages, work to uphold order, striving to let every major force and clan in the Xi Yuan civilization affix their signatures to the Xi Yuan Covenant and secure its defenses.

Deep inside Mount Zongmiao, grand palace complexes perch upon sacred trees, sparkling with clarity and radiating a soft luminescence. The newcomers direct themselves toward these splendid halls.

Atop limbs that appear to cradle the vast starry cosmos, Ling Yuling alongside the Xi Yuan Saintess and companions stand in quiet vigil, their flowing locks dancing in the breeze, eyes fixed on the beams of light and radiant rainbows slicing through the void below, watching without a word.

“I thank you all for assisting in the creation of the Covenant’s Golden Book,” Ling Yuling said, breaking the silence in the area.

“Senior, you are being too polite. The creation of the Xi Yuan Covenant is a matter for the entire Xi Yuan civilization, and it is only right that we help. Moreover, forging the Golden Book in such a short time is not an easy task. Signing the Xi Yuan Covenant early is a good thing for everyone,” an ancient existence at the Ancestral Dao realm shook his head and spoke.

The Covenant Golden Book takes the form of a radiant golden volume that inscribes the stipulations of the Xi Yuan Covenant. It was forged through the united labors of numerous Ancestral Dao realm entities. Its making devoured vast quantities of invaluable rarities, including Dao Source Stones, Chaos Yuan Embryos, and Ten-Thousand Calamity Mother Gold, plus more. Hundreds of thousands of these treasures went into its construction.

Even standard immortal Dao lineages often struggle to amass the resources needed to produce such a Covenant Golden Book.

“I hope that the signing of the Xi Yuan Covenant goes smoothly,” Ling Yuling nodded, her gaze filled with a hint of worry.

The Xi Yuan Saintess, standing beside her, did not speak but continued to look at the distant starry realm.

One by one, heavenly vessels and jade skiffs slice across the heavens, drawing ever more cultivators and entities to this gathering spot.

To guarantee the Xi Yuan Covenant's signing proceeds without hitches, Ling Yuling deliberately withheld the venue's details until the covenant's terms were set. Only then did she reveal the chosen location, fearing prior scheming might sabotage the event.

“The signing of the Xi Yuan Covenant is a major event for the entire Xi Yuan civilization. I doubt anyone would dare to oppose the entire Xi Yuan civilization at such a time,” Long Ming Dao Jun said, walking over with a calm smile. He was also one of the people involved in the creation of the Xi Yuan Covenant, and many of its contents were proposed by him.

He had always been unconcerned about Ling Yuling and the Xi Yuan Saintess’ worries. In his view, even though the Pushing Heaven Alliance might be strong, they would never dare to become enemies with the entire Xi Yuan civilization, as they currently did not have the power to do so.

However, if the Pushing Heaven Alliance were given several tens of thousands of years to develop and gradually erode the Xi Yuan civilization, the outcome would indeed be uncertain.

Ling Yuling and others preparing in advance were quite reasonable in his opinion.

“Do not be careless,” Ling Yuling said, shaking her head at his words, and did not continue discussing the matter further.

The Xi Yuan Saintess, on the other hand, glanced at Long Ming Dao Jun, her brows furrowing slightly.

Not long ago, Long Ming Dao Jun had approached her and mentioned that his reason for returning to the Xi Yuan civilization was his prediction that his own karmic tribulation would fall upon her.So, the reason Long Ming Dao Jun returned to the Xi Yuan civilization this time was also to resolve his karmic tribulation, ensuring a smoother path for his future cultivation. He requested the Xi Yuan Saintess to help him when his tribulation descended.

As for Long Ming Dao Jun’s request, the Xi Yuan Saintess did not know what to say. It was not uncommon for a cultivator to sense or foresee their karmic tribulation manifesting through someone else, and it’s understandable. However, she had no prior connection with Long Ming Dao Jun, and for his tribulation to fall upon her was truly hard to believe.

The Xi Yuan Saintess did not immediately agree to Long Ming Dao Jun’s request, as she was uncertain how his tribulation would manifest. Was he expecting her to become his Dao partner, helping him through his emotional tribulation? Such an absurd notion was something she could never agree to.

However, Long Ming Dao Jun did not press her further. He merely stated that he would come to find the Xi Yuan Saintess again before his tribulation arrived.

At that moment, the Headmaster of the Shiyang Heavenly Sect spoke up.

“The ones left behind by the leader of the Pushing Heaven Alliance, although they also participated in the creation of this covenant, they seem to have little interest in it. I’m more concerned that the Pushing Heaven Alliance may have ulterior motives. They may have agreed on the surface, but what if, when it’s time to sign the covenant, they suddenly change their minds?”

He wore a black-and-gold Dao crown and a purple robe. His eyes were deep as he gazed towards a magnificent palace not far off.

It was he who led the confrontation against the Pushing Heaven Alliance alongside the other sect leaders when they were in the Yuxian Palace. He had always felt that the existence of the Pushing Heaven Alliance went against the natural order and would eventually be purged, needing the collective efforts of everyone to eliminate it.

His words caused many to frown in concern. The others in the area also started to feel uneasy.

“It’s too early to jump to conclusions,” Ling Yuling shook her head and said.

She, too, was gazing at the palace, where numerous figures stood. Among them, the most striking was a tall and graceful woman named Mu Yan. Though her cultivation wasn’t particularly strong, the other Dao realm figures from the Pushing Heaven Alliance appeared to regard her as their leader, obeying her commands.

It was obvious to the keen-eyed that Mu Yan had a special relationship with the leader of the Pushing Heaven Alliance, Gu Changge. The old man who had always followed Gu Changge was now protecting this stunning woman.

Although Mu Yan was present during the formation of the Xi Yuan Covenant, she appeared indifferent, not even bothering to closely examine the contents of the agreement. From her attitude, it was clear that the Pushing Heaven Alliance did not take the Xi Yuan Covenant seriously.

Suddenly, a loud rumble echoed through the starry realm. The sound was accompanied by divine light streaking across the stars, and many auspicious beasts and divine birds were seen carrying cultivators. Mist rolled, and clouds enveloped the sky.

A golden palanquin rolled across the great universe, with a child-like figure made of the Ten Thousand Calamity Divine Gold driving it. Around him were many beautiful, enchanting women scattering petals, exuding an aura of holiness.

The child who drove the palanquin carried the aura of the ancient times, his face weathered, revealing that he was a Dao realm being who had passed through multiple tribulations.

The women scattering petals were all at least at the level of Immortal Emperors, very close to the Dao realm.

This scene stirred many of the cultivators and beings at Zongmiao Mountain. Everyone looked over in surprise, including Ling Yuling, Xi Yuan Saintess, and others. No sect leader had ever displayed such an overwhelming spectacle before.

“The second-in-command of the Void Ridge, Shang Chongming, I didn’t expect him to come,” Long Ming Dao Jun quickly recognized the visitor, a smile spreading across his face.

Void Ridge is considered a forbidden area in the Xi Yuan civilization. It is not affiliated with any Dao lineage, and it is not bound by any rules, remaining detached from worldly affairs. This time, in the creation of the Xi Yuan Covenant, some sect leaders went to these areas to invite the forbidden figures out. However, it is rare for any forbidden areas to respond, as some of them do not always stay in the Xi Yuan civilization but instead wander through the vastness of time and space.

Some of the most ancient forbidden existences rarely awaken and do not want to be disturbed by the outside world. Many immortal Dao lineages in the Xi Yuan civilization dare not easily disturb these forbidden areas.

However, in the past, there have been some sect leaders or ancient figures who, as their tribulations approached and their lifespans neared their end, would attempt to seek out these forbidden areas in search of ways to extend their lives or overcome their tribulations. But there is rarely any follow-up to these efforts, and they often vanish without a trace.

“It seems Long Ming Dao Jun knows this person from Void Ridge?” an ancient figure remarked in surprise, not expecting someone from a forbidden area to arrive.

“I have some acquaintance with Brother Chongming,” Long Ming Dao Jun replied with a slight smile. He then transformed into a streak of divine light and went to greet the second-in-command of Void Ridge.

Upon seeing this, the other ancient figures and sect leaders hesitated for a moment but then followed suit, heading to greet the visitor as well. Only Ling Yuling, the Xi Yuan Saintess, and a few others remained where they were.

The second-in-command of Void Ridge was a man dressed in colorful robes, strikingly handsome with an otherworldly air. One of his eyes was deep blue, while the other was crimson. As he moved, the vision of the opening and closing of the cosmos, and the creation and destruction of chaos, flowed in his eyes, sending chills down one’s spine.

He was also an existence who had passed through eight tribulations, even older than many of the ancient beings, having lived through countless epochs.

Long Ming Dao Jun and he were acquainted, and this time, he had invited Long Ming Dao Jun to witness the signing of the Xi Yuan Covenant.

As more powerful figures arrived, even the Lord of the Guangming Temple, one of its leaders, made a personal appearance. Wearing a blurred white mask, he radiated an ancient aura, with fragments of time swirling around him, as if he had stepped out from an era long past.

Following the Lord of Light were many ancient war chariots that covered the sky. These chariots, filled with strong practitioners from the Guangming Temple, rolled through the vast expanse of space, causing the stars to shake and the air to fill with an oppressive, murderous atmosphere that made everyone tremble with fear.

After the arrival of the Guangming Temple, the Buddha of the Tathagata Buddha Kingdom also sent a projection of himself.

A vast Buddhist light instantly filled the starry sky, turning the originally dark and deep universe into daylight.

The atmosphere at Zongmiao Mountain felt as though it had been struck by a flood, with the leaves of the divine trees rustling. The Buddha, accompanied by numerous monks and Buddhas, arrived, with the brilliant Buddhist light shining like a high-hanging moon. This sight made many cultivators instinctively feel a sense of submission and reverence.

In terms of mystery, the Buddha of the Tathagata Buddha Kingdom surpassed many sect leaders. Though he had only sent a projection, no one dared to disrespect him.

In just a few days, Zongmiao Mountain had gathered the most elite combat forces of the Xi Yuan civilization.

Additionally, other immortal Dao lineages, such as the Ling Shen Cavern, also sent Dao Lords and sect leaders, indicating how much they valued the signing of this covenant.

Beyond the Xi Yuan civilization, many other powers were also closely monitoring this event. In the Xudan civilization, which had comparable foundations to the immortal Dao lineages, there were many forces keeping an eye on the Xi Yuan civilization, eager to see the outcome of this covenant. This could be an invaluable lesson for them.

Many tribes and forces in the vast expanse had already sensed that a great tribulation was approaching, and they were preparing in advance to better face this coming calamity.

In the central region of the Ancient civilization…A towering ancient tree stood here, its trunk stretching up to obscure the sky, but this tree had been severed by some powerful and terrifying force, leaving only half of it remaining.

Despite being only half a tree, the remaining portion still appeared vast and boundless, with no visible end. Every branch and leaf was extraordinarily lush, reaching up to the heavens, drawing in endless chaotic energy and starlight. The roots, stretching far and wide, spanned across countless spaces and universes.

At that moment, deep within the crown of the ancient tree, magnificent palaces and pavilions stood in clusters.

Many figures dressed in pure white robes, with ancient headdresses, were gathered in a circle before a tranquil, mirror-like lake. They were performing a ritual dance, chanting ancient incantations as they sought to divine and predict something.

As they performed the ritual, ethereal black mist began to emerge from the calm lake, layer after layer, causing the water to ripple. Soon, the water started to boil, and it seemed as though a terrifying creature was about to break through the surface and come to this side.

With a violent sound, the sky and earth seemed to shake, and radiant light filled the space. The boiling lake suddenly stilled, but all the surrounding palaces and buildings collapsed with a loud crash, turning into decayed fragments.

The terrifying creature did not emerge. Instead, a black feather, burning with a strange flame, drifted down slowly from the sky.

“Did that lord fail to arrive on this side…?”

The figures in pure white robes looked pale, with many of them collapsing to the ground, exhausted and filled with fear.

“It’s still not the time for the Great Tribulation Ceremony. No being is allowed to cross over until it begins. If any are found attempting to do so, the consequences will be far worse than death.”

“Even that lord, a servant or companion of the supreme being on the other side, must still obey the rules.”

“This time, that lord requested the Ji Chan clan to assist in crossing over…”

“This is to harm my Ji Chan clan!”

An ancient figure in white robes, exuding an aura of immense age, tremblingly approached, supported by others. His face was full of sorrow and despair.

The others in white robes, hearing his words, wore expressions of bitterness, helplessness, and grief. They knew the truth of the matter but dared not interfere or refuse.

“Back then, the Epoch Tree absorbed many of the fortunes and origins from the vastness, which angered the supreme being on the other side. The terrifying hand that reached out from there shattered the tree, cutting off all of its fortune and vitality.”

“Our Ji Chan clan became the sinners of the entire Ancient civilization. For countless epochs, we have tried to atone for our sins, but it seems we have still failed to quell the anger from that side…”

“This time, that lord attempted to cross over to this side, but failed. He will surely be discovered, and the consequences will be something our Ji Chan clan cannot bear.”

The old figure gazed at the burning black feather that had drifted down, his face filled with hopelessness and sorrow.

Not far away, a silver-haired young woman bit her lip, staring at the scene before her. She seemed about to speak, but hesitated, unsure of what to say.

“Could we ask the High Priestess to help? After all, Big Sister was sacrificed in place of Ninth Sister. Perhaps she can help us reach out to Big Sister on the other side?”

A woman in black approached and spoke. Her features were strikingly cold and distant, an aura of frost surrounding her, making it hard for others to approach.

“But Big Sister has been missing for a long time. We don’t know what happened to her on the other side. Though her soul lamp still burns and her life force hasn’t faded, you know that the real world is far different from the vastness…”

“Besides, asking the High Priestess for help comes at a heavy cost. And after that incident, the High Priestess is very displeased with our Ji Chan clan. She probably wouldn’t even meet with us.”

The old figure looked at the woman in black, offering a bitter smile, then shook his head.

Hearing this, the woman in black furrowed her brows, realizing that the situation was indeed difficult.