I Am the Fated Villain Chapter 1318 Follow My Orders, Today We Will Bloodbath the Mountain of Myriad Wonders

Chương 218: Chapter 1318 Follow My Orders, Today We Will Bloodbath the Mountain of Myriad Wonders

A deathly hush hung over the region in front of the Mountain of Myriad Wonders. Tremors of utter terror gripped everyone, their gazes brimming with astonishment and incredulity. No spectacle could surpass the shock of seeing a sect master-tier powerhouse plummet to a gruesome demise right in front of them.

This was an authentic Ancestral Dao Realm powerhouse!

Across the endless river of history, how many practitioners had ascended to such heights? A figure who could establish sects and forge lineages, honored as an ancestor, had now suffered a pitiful fate.

Even peers at the same realm quivered in dismay and terror, their heads prickling and bodies chilling to the bone. It was like an invisible grip strangled their necks, breaths turning frosty, mouths and noses crammed with shards of ice and gore. They scarcely dared to exhale.

The Prime Sun Heavenly Sect's sect master, who had bellowed and lunged moments ago, now sprawled lifeless before them. His end wasn't especially gory, yet all could discern the terror, remorse, and profound alarm etched in his stare prior to death.

What event had so unnerved an Ancestral Dao Realm powerhouse? What vision had he beheld?

Further cultivators and entities now shuddered in awe at Gu Changge's domineering might and supremacy.

Beyond survivors like Saintess Xiyuan and Ling Yuling, who endured eight Heavenly Decline Tribulations, who in the Prime-Origin Civilization could possibly oppose him?

Even genuine eight-tribulation survivors might falter against him, and alliances could prove insufficient.

Numerous sect masters and chiefs now harbored twinges of remorse. After beholding the Prime Sun Heavenly Sect master's doom, dread consumed them, anxiety over sharing his tragic conclusion swelling.

After all, their prowess scarcely differed from the Prime Sun Heavenly Sect master's.

Prior to this, they had fancied a shot at confronting Gu Changge, recalling his clash with Chu Gucheng, the Immortal Chu Dynasty's sovereign, within that dynasty.

Though Chu Gucheng endured steep costs in that skirmish, he had ultimately withstood Gu Changge.

Those attaining such realms brimmed with immense arrogance and faith in their abilities. How could they deem themselves lesser than the Immortal Chu Dynasty's Chu Gucheng?

If Chu Gucheng managed it, surely they could too?

Yet the sight unfolding crushed their delusions and self-assurance. Maybe Chu Gucheng outstripped them vastly, or Gu Changge had withheld lethal intent and full force in that prior bout.

"I shouldn't have tangled in this affair. Eternal Illumination Dao Lord, you've truly pulled me into a quagmire."

Boundary Void Ridge's deputy, Shang Zhongming, appeared hesitant, his stare profound as he eyed the fear-shaken Eternal Illumination Dao Lord.

He had been summoned by Eternal Illumination Dao Lord to join the Prime Origin Covenant and aid in conquering his inner demons.

A hefty favor bound him to Eternal Illumination Dao Lord, a karmic tie too weighty to dismiss, prompting his acceptance.

Moreover, endorsing the Prime-Origin Covenant honored the Imperial Immortal Palace's founder, earning a debt from Ling Yuling.

Such an advantageous arrangement compelled his consent.

Yet Shang Zhongming hadn't foreseen events escalating so wildly beyond control.

Now, confronting Gu Changge's fearsome dominance, his sole desire was swift separation from Ling Yuling and her allies.

The Prime-Origin Civilization's destiny meant nothing to him, nor the Prime-Origin Covenant's results. Solely his own preservation mattered.

"Slaying an Ancestral Dao Realm powerhouse with such ease—he must have weathered nine Heavenly Decline Tribulations, or maybe even attained End of the Path status..."

"In this age, can such a powerhouse persist?"

"Inciting an unbeatable, boundless entity across the boundless realms—isn't that courting annihilation?" Shang Zhongming brimmed with utmost vigilance and caution.

"Brother Zhongming, this affair has surpassed my wildest anticipations too..." Eternal Illumination Dao Lord's countenance bore a hint of bitterness, his eyes mirroring the same caution.

He grasped Shang Zhongming's mindset clearly. Had he foreseen the Heaven-Slaying Alliance leader's prowess earlier, he'd have steered clear entirely.

Now, entangled deeply, he stood as a key framer of the Prime-Origin Covenant.

"There might yet be an escape from this."

Eternal Illumination Dao Lord, sharp-minded, swiftly devised a scheme.

He cast a profound glance toward distant Ling Yuling, hatching fresh strategies. Her peak might remained unknown to him, but currently, she edged him slightly, perhaps able to momentarily defy a nine-tribulation survivor. In stark contrast to the others' shock, dread, and quakes, the Heaven-Slaying Alliance members buzzed with thrill and acclaim.

Plenty even bellowed tributes to their Alliance Leader's majestic prowess, gazes alight with devotion and zeal.

To veterans like Old Man Cold Crow and the aged Taoist priest, Gu Changge embodied true invincibility. Be it in this realm or afar, none could rival him.

*Boom!*

The immense shadowy aura persisted in shrouding the Mountain of Myriad Wonders. As Dao Realm powerhouses' corpses, including the Prime Sun Heavenly Sect master's, rained down, all grasped the Prime Sun Heavenly Sect's grim destiny.

In mere instants, the span of a handful of exchanges, a mighty immortal lineage had been eradicated, bereft of any challengers.

The Prime Sun Heavenly Sect contingent at the Mountain of Myriad Wonders faced total extinction. From the Ancestral Dao Realm leader to rank-and-file disciples and elders, all met sorrowful ends.

*Hum!*

The celestial shadowy aura surged and receded swiftly. Gu Changge's form materialized anew before the assembly.

Poised with hands clasped behind, his visage serene and aloof, he surveyed the crowd. Not a fold in his attire stirred, suggesting he hadn't budged an inch.

Those from lineages allied with the Prime Sun Heavenly Sect paled in horror. Sect masters and chiefs averted eyes from Gu Changge, spines slick with icy perspiration.

Countless elders blanched, dread pooling deeply in their stares, resorting to beseeching looks toward Ling Yuling and Saintess Xiyuan.

Prestigious sects like the Temple of Light and Darkness, Buddha Kingdom of Tathagata, and Divine Ascension Cavern quivered too. The Lord of Light, present in flesh, sensed his scalp crawl. He rued not emulating the Buddha Kingdom's Buddha Lord and peers by dispatching mere projections, sparing himself such peril.

"I never sought this carnage, yet since you fail to grasp my aims, slaying you becomes necessary."

"Obstructors in my path receive no quarter."

Gu Changge's gaze glided impassively across the Mountain of Myriad Wonders' denizens, voice cool.

Those caught in his sweep shivered, countenances ashen, as though frigid fingers clamped their throats, verging on asphyxiation.

Even Ancestral Dao Realm figures sensed marrow-chilling frost. His glance upon them evoked a colossal sacred peak descending, poised to pulverize their Dao Fruits.

"Senior, you sparked this alliance. Will you simply permit him to massacre blameless lineages?"

"The myriad cultivators of the Prime Sun Heavenly Sect arriving here fell to this fiend's whim. Won't you intervene? Must you witness our demise idly?"

"Senior, you can't disregard our fates!"

Terror-stricken elders and disciples from the lineages wailed, tones quavering as they implored Ling Yuling.

Sect masters, chiefs, and elder beings pivoted stares to Ling Yuling, awaiting her position.

As the mightiest present, Ling Yuling's alliance with the gathered could yet repel Gu Changge.

Should she abstain, united efforts would crumble. Ling Yuling's features twisted in agony, spirit riven by dilemma. Confronting Gu Changge truly would nullify her prior declarations and justifications. She yearned to avert such an outcome.

This crisis ought never to have unfolded thus.

Her core aim had been safeguarding the masses and races of the Prime-Origin Civilization, granting them respite and order. Scarred by antiquity's dread Black Calamity epoch, she refused to let history revisit the Prime-Origin Civilization.

"Sister, don't..."

Ling Yuxian's visage drained of color, anxiety etching deep. Though shielded by Imperial Immortal Palace elders, she recognized her sibling's pivotal crossroads influencing all.

Authenticity of her sister's words aside, any reversal now would upend everything.

"Do you still believe these self-preserving insects will shield the masses and races?" Gu Changge's attention turned, settling on Ling Yuling's countenance.

Ling Yuling's gaze dulled, vitality ebbing. She surveyed the strewn Prime Sun Heavenly Sect cadavers blanketing the Mountain of Myriad Wonders, then the expectant eyes upon her.

"I'm sorry, I have no other choice..."

Eyes shut in torment, she reopened them, stare now sharp and icy, brimming with slayer's resolve.

*Clang!*

Streams of radiance bloomed around her hem, assembling archaic plating. Sections bore corrosion from mysterious erosion, others bore crimson stains. The plating evoked timelessness, pulsing with Great Dao essence.

The gear swiftly sheathed Ling Yuling wholly, cloaking her lithe form, visage and tresses inclusive, baring solely chill orbs. "Why must it come to this..."

Witnessing this, Ling Yuxian's pallor intensified. She teetered, nigh collapsing, aware her sister had resolved.

This was the joint-forged battle suit for them, donned amid the harrowing Black Calamity purge. It weathered myriad clashes ere erosion and temporal drift claimed it.

As strength waned then waxed, her sister pursued its reclamation.

Armored thus, her sister signaled death-defying commitment, life be damned. "Heaven-Slaying Alliance members, heed my command. Today, we bloodbath the Mountain of Myriad Wonders."

Gu Changge's demeanor remained unmoved, as if anticipated. He issued the frosty decree.

"Kill!"

The earth-shattering clash reignited abruptly. Armored Ling Yuling struck forth. In grasp, an archaic, flawed yet graceful Dao Sword manifested. She evoked a sword仙ess spearheading assault, myriad blade phantoms encircling, quaking firmament and terrain. Her presence surged, eclipsing sundry Ancestral Dao Realm tiers, attaining pinnacles unattainable by most such experts. "To challenge a nine-tribulation survivor... Evidently, at zenith, she neared End of the Path realm." Shang Zhongming, Eternal Illumination Dao Lord, and fellow ancients reeled in astonishment, having misjudged Ling Yuling's might profoundly.

Little surprise she partook in that primordial strife. Even short of full restoration, she defied their league.

"Kill! Trail the senior and fell this fiend!"

"Kill!"

With Ling Yuling's vanguard assault, the trailing lineages' elders and sect masters surged, encircling Gu Changge. Radiant Great Dao sigils illuminated the Mountain of Myriad Wonders' vault, birthing dread slayer arts aglow in splendor, all converging on Gu Changge.

The Heaven-Slaying Alliance surged likewise, clashing against the throng of titans. The fray blazed with luminescence and sacred arms.

Gu Changge thrust a digit ahead, space cleaving asunder like fractured glass. Inbound arts and prowess crumbled mutely.

Armored Ling Yuling slashed her blade toward Gu Changge. Blade phantoms swarmed, an archaic, solemn refrain commencing. She fused with the Dao Sword, wielding it as a qin. Each tone birthed a blade keen, the sword humming, symphony rattling cosmos. Instantaneously, blade phantoms crammed voids, tangible not mirage, bearing inconceivable ruin.

An inconceivable vista. Time's stream quaked, sheathed in blade shades sweeping realms, descending in cataclysmic fury.

Yet ere her myriad blades neared Gu Changge, a horrific abyssal maw atop him devoured them, erasing utterly.

The maw flickered ephemeral, akin to phantasm.

Ling Yuling scarce glimpsed it, sensing only vague terror, like a half-remembered echo. Meanwhile, the advancing sect masters and chiefs screamed as Gu Changge's backlash engulfed them, vaporizing halves silently.

Gu Changge's orbs chilled. Palmar shadows coalesced, a subtle gateway pulsing.

A finger flick loosed a gleam traversing infinities, rooting before him, morphing to a celestial dark lotus wreathed in obscurity.

Immense haze billowed, birthing a realm of gloom.

*Boom!*

The dark lotus spun, unfolding languidly. Nine lobes emerged, eclipsing skies, fronds upholding Great Dao edicts, wholly enshrouding the Mountain of Myriad Wonders' expanse. From its heart, infinite shadowy sacred rays burst, divine pressure cascading as ruptured floods, outward rippling, heavens bowing.

This instant, half the Prime-Origin Civilization's cosmos shuddered. Across vast gulfs, myriad entities sensed the apocalyptic surge.

Cosmos, voids, chaos—all crumbled toward oblivion and terminus.

The shadowed lotus whirled, unfolding in universe's profundity. Each lobe twined with extinction's breath.

Boundless and majestic!

Paired with this paramount essence, it evoked a grinding wheel of doom.

From afar, a dread shadowy gale arose, butterfly-wing faint at onset, burgeoning fierce and dire. *Boom!*

A doomsday concussion, akin to tumbling peaks and surging oceans, stellar streams shattering. Realm upon realm, cosmos upon cosmos, pulverized to cinders and shards.

No practitioner or entity endured this potency. They pulped to crimson fogs, dissolving in blasts.

The full Mountain of Myriad Wonders drowned in this surge, devoured by shadow, light extinguished. "The Gate of Eternal Life's potency..." Ling Yuling, versed intimately in this force, blanched instantly. Imprisoned eons in that gloom, its familiarity haunted her. Furthermore, she had wielded the Gate of Eternal Life briefly.