I Am the Fated Villain

Chapter 898: The Incarnation of heaven, Xiao Liudao, Gu Xianer’s choice

With the Immortal Domain stabilized all races and spirits were recovering, bringing more peace than the tumultuous times of millions of years ago.

A few hundred years back, a hidden dark heaven existed in the upper realm, concealed and not disclosed to the world. Many knew it was a secret method by Gu Changge, the mastermind behind the dark heaven.

The establishment of the Heavenly Court marked a new era, surpassing the grandeur of many ancient immortal traditions. Members of the Heavenly Court traversed various realms, leaving their footprints across the entire universe.

In the star fields, devoted cultivators erected shrines, golden bodies, and statues in honor of the Heavenly Court. Others roamed, enlightening future generations with divine powers and spreading the Dharma cultivation.

Over the years, collective efforts from all forces contributed to revitalizing the immortal domain. The Heavenly Court, though not as opulent as the immortal palace of the past, showcased a glimpse of the grandeur to come.

During this time, the Heavenly Court actively recruited talents from diverse backgrounds, achieving unprecedented success and prosperity.

Under the governance of the Heavenly Court, all realms flourish, and every spirit can undergo tribulations to attain Dao-building expertise.

Gu Changge, a figure resembling an ancient god, spoke from the void, his words echoing through the myriad domains. The voice conveyed supreme majesty, the Dao resonated, and the heavens seemed to reverberate with a tone of authority.

As Gu Changge’s palm extended, darkness blanketed the universe, casting a shadow over the immortal domain.

A resounding roar echoed through the cosmos as the Dao receded, destiny materialized, and boundless Dao light enveloped every corner. This was Gu Changge’s desire, causing the river of time to surge with the tremors of his proclamation.

Initially, beings in lower realms and some distant universes struggled with incompleteness due to the laws of heaven and earth. Even with enlightened cultivation, they faced challenges in inducing enlightenment calamity and achieving true Dao-building expert’s level. Crossing into other worlds subjected them to the suppression of unfamiliar universal laws.

However, following Gu Changge’s words, the Dao-building expert of every universe felt an impact. Cultivators sensed an indescribable relief as if shackles were released within their souls.

The suppression of heaven and earth is gone.

Many creatures rejoiced, sensing newfound excitement.

It’s not that the suppression is gone, but that peerless figures in the boundless heavens broke the shackles of the realm and compelled the retreat of Heavenly Dao-building experts.

Excitement filled the air as powerhouses anticipated a blowout change in cultivation, offering a chance to touch the pinnacle of Dao-building expertise.

“Is this intended to give everyone the opportunity to become a Dao-building expert?” voices echoed in astonishment.

Gu Changge remained calm, his gaze fixed on a distant foreign direction. While many perceived his actions as a blessing to restore the immortal domain’s ancient glory, his true purpose was to elevate the overall strength of the Immortal Domain, fostering the rapid emergence of powerhouses across all universes.

The prosperity of the Immortal Domain was crucial for Gu Changge’s plans. Over the next few years, the blessings of heaven and earth resulted in the birth of numerous geniuses across all universes. Ancient figures, long sealed away, also emerged during this dazzling era, resembling stars in brilliance.

The geniuses from various races in the Upper Realm and Immortal Domain were particularly prominent, causing disturbances in multiple factions. Young true immortals, labeled as evildoers, continuously surfaced. The surge in luck and prosperity painted a vibrant world comparable to ancient eras.

Contrary to the apprehensions of a few years ago, today’s various ethnic groups live in harmony and peace. There was no longer the worry that Gu Changge would usher in a dark era that shattered the heavens. The era that once brought about chaos transformed into a historical tale, subject to differing debates regarding its authenticity.

Many people believed that Gu Changge wasn’t as terrifying as rumors suggested. The notion that he fed on immortal kings, displayed cruelty, and treated all living beings callously appeared unfounded.

Since the establishment of the Heavenly Court, prosperity reigned across all universes, and even foreign lands grew quiet. They retreated far from the Immortal Domain’s border, no longer daring to be as arrogant as before.

Gu Changge’s blessings benefited all living beings, accelerating the cultivation of cultivators and creatures alike. Yet, there remained creatures who harbored extreme hatred towards him. They argued that his past misdeeds couldn’t be concealed despite his contributions to the heavens.

Gu Changge’s true nature was well-known for those living in the upper realm. The losses of morals and lives due to his actions were immeasurable. The universe’s collapse during the disaster of Mount Kun and its resulting destruction left a lasting impact. However, ordinary cultivators couldn’t approach Gu Changge. Only the immortal kings were qualified to meet him when significant matters arose.

Otherwise, if you have work on weekdays, the only option is to visit his wives and concubines.

Some of Gu Changge’s former peers aimed to touch the realm of Nirvana and prepare to become Dao-building expert. The vast world created opportunities for everyone, with various possibilities emerging and the world’s luck undergoing significant changes.

Meanwhile, in a perpetually still world, the dim void echoed with silence, creating an eerie atmosphere. A fluttering crimson brilliance feel like a strange substance in the depths of the sky. The endless gray world, characterized by antiquity and vicissitudes, emanated a bleak autumn wind, evoking a sense of indescribable regret and sadness.

The woman in a long red dress appeared in this dim void, staring blankly at fiery snake-like creatures, weeping with endless sorrow. A tattered futon was in front of these creatures as if someone had sat on it.

Are these all fire spirits?

The woman, dressed in fiery red, had a snow-white complexion with a touch of cinnabar between her brows, giving her a clear and demonic appearance. If Gu Changge had been present, he would have recognized her as Yan Ji.

Gu Changge brought her into the upper realm when he was in the lower realm, but they hadn’t seen each other for hundreds of years. Though Yan Ji referred to him as lord, Gu Changge rarely interfered in her affairs, granting her freedom. In the bright world full of opportunities, Yan Ji had reached the Great Sacred Realm while Gu Changge was still in the lower realm. Over the years, she had ascended to Quasi-Emperor, standing only a step away.

What kind of place is this, and why did it draw me in?

Yan Ji frowned, examining the area that exuded a quiet yet profoundly sorrowful atmosphere. The legendary fire spirits held apparent dangers, but they seemed gentle and even somewhat familiar in her eyes.

Suddenly, Yan Ji spotted a blurry figure on the broken futon – tall, with fiery eyes that burned like a flame.

“My name is Zhu Rong, I am the God of Fire,” a boundless roar echoed in Yan Ji’s ears, and she could not move. Before her, a colossal figure, as tall as the sky and covered in flames, fought with creatures, obliterating star fields and destroying universes.

The power displayed was enough to make even an Immortal King seem like mere cannon fodder.

This ancient battlefield, preserved from an unknown era, still instilled terror even after countless years. Yan Ji, overwhelmed, couldn’t contain her emotions and found tears in her eyes.

“Is this my ancestor?” she muttered, moving involuntarily towards the broken futon.

Hundreds of fire spirits on either side looked at her and then made their way, emitting a sound that resembled a choked sacrifice. The world shifted, and during this period, numerous cultivators and beings discovered previously unseen ancient ruins that now appeared everywhere.

Some gained ancient inheritances. While others found treasures; some uncovered ancient truths, and a few disturbed long-dormant creatures. On the primordial road, a girl in a chiffon dress, accompanied by a large red bird, stood before a grave resembling a mountain range.

“I didn’t expect this tomb to appear here. Everything was preordained long ago.”

The big red bird remarked, its eyes reflecting complexity. The reappearance of this burial ground, absent for countless epochs, was unexpected after the world’s upheavals.

“According to what you said, my fallen body is buried here?”

Gu Xian’er asked calmly, standing atop the grave, looking diminutive.

“It can be said that the incarnation of heaven is buried in this tomb, and you died with it, also buried here. Besides, one of the incarnations of Heavenly Dao was beaten to death in this grave,” the big red bird explained.

“I thought this tomb had been destroyed, but I didn’t expect it to still be alive and reappear at this time.”

The big red bird explained many things to Gu Xian’er during this time. The concept of the third life was not hard to grasp, but it contradicted the Daoism she had cultivated and challenged her belief in invincibility.

As a result, when she embarked on the original road, she intentionally severed that connection, treating it as a past life with no relevance to her current self.

The incarnation of heaven, Xiao Liudao?

Gu Xian’er mumbled to herself, runes condensing in her hand before disappearing, transforming into strands of immortal brilliance. Having recently broken through the emperor’s realm, she was now in the process of condensing the imprint of Immortal Dao-building expert, attempting to advance into the Immortal Realm. However, this was a gradual process, and she knew it would take considerable time to touch the threshold of the Immortal realm.

Before she rested, the Incarnation of Heaven, Xiao Liudao, and her shattered weapon were in the grave. For Gu Xian’er, it represented a tremendous opportunity. The incarnation of heaven was a supreme powerhouse who seized the Dao-building expert of heaven with spiritual thoughts, crafting it into an incarnation of unimaginable strength.

According to the big red bird, this fallen incarnation could obliterate all living beings with a mere thought, reducing even an immortal king to cannon fodder.

Furthermore, Xiao Liudao buried there was no ordinary figure. It was one of the six realms of reincarnation that had once evolved in this world. Similar to the incarnation of heaven, laws originally condensed the six reincarnation portals and order, sharing an origin with the operation of heaven.

The supreme powerhouse could control even heavenly Dao-building experts with a single thought, let alone the six realms of reincarnation. Xiao Liudao represented real reincarnation and possessed its characteristics.

“Are you sure you want to go in?” the big red bird asked, its demeanor serious compared to its previous unscrupulous expression.

Gu Xian’er gazed at the tomb before her, standing tall as a mountain, and fell silent. As the breeze swept by, her long dress fluttered, and her blue hair covered half her face.

Beneath her skirt, a stretch of white calf gleamed crystal-clear and fair. She uttered no words in this moment of silence, resembling a flawless immortal – refined and cold. She was fully aware of the tomb’s contents and understood that stepping inside might lead to an irreversible journey. There was a chance that she would cease to be herself.

“I’ll go in. If I don’t, I feel I’ll never catch up with him. He’s gone too far, far away from me,” Gu Xian’er declared, shaking her head with determination. She walked resolutely towards the tomb, her figure disappearing like a stream of light.

The big red bird trailed behind her, releasing a long sigh. Gu Xian’er’s choice did not surprise him.

Rumble!!!

The substantial tomb shook violently. Initially towering like a mountain, it now rapidly crumbled and disintegrated, on the verge of vanishing from this world. This tomb could only be observed at a specific time and place; any shift in time and space would cause it to disappear.