I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 795: The ruthless truth, returning to the upper realm

In a flowing white robe, Gu Changge exuded an aura that was restrained and ancient, his features handsome, and his eyes deep yet serene.

His hair sparkled with a radiant glow, giving him an otherworldly appearance.

Emerging from the depths of the Kun Ji Universe, he returned to simplicity and authenticity. There was no heavenly radiance surrounding him, making him appear entirely natural.

However, the entire universe seemed to resonate with his every breath.

Has the elder achieved immortality?”

In the sacred grounds of the Divine Ruins, the Epoch Tree continued to emit divine radiance, producing a resonant sound.

Yet, the majestic fluctuations of the Dao-building expert were absent, as Gu Changge had already plucked the Epoch Dao Fruit.

Empress Huang Yu, with a look of astonishment, observed everything. It was beyond her imagination that one day she would witness such an awe-inspiring scene of ascension to immortality.

However, Tao Yao remained calm, having anticipated it from the start. She knew that with Gu Changge’s capabilities, he wouldn’t tolerate failure.

Everything was predestined from the beginning, with no room for any surprises.

Gu Changge nodded slightly, glanced at the two individuals, and said nothing more. He then waved his sleeves, drawing the Epoch Tree into his inner universe.

Attaining immortality for his divine soul was, for him, not much different from truly becoming an immortal.

With matters resolved in this place, he prepared to return to the upper realm and commence the purification of all things.

Simultaneously, the Kunji Universe before him rapidly diminished as he willed it, as if an unparalleled force had plucked this universe from the domain of nothingness.

He took the Kun Ji Universe with him, erasing all traces of this place, as if this world had never existed and he had never set foot here—excluding the remnants of ancient warships scattered beyond the Kun Ji Universe.

These scenes were too astonishing; many cultivators in distant universes felt a profound shock and amazement.

The light of immortality burst forth from the Kun Ji Universe, followed by the swift collapse of the surrounding space, as if this place had plunged into an immortal black hole, where all material rules were obliterated.

Now, even the Kun Ji Universe had disappeared without a trace, completely erased from existence.

Such methods left them feeling horrified; only a true immortal could achieve this level of mastery.

Undoubtedly, an immortal had been born before, and the vast and boundless fluctuations spread across the myriad realms, sensed by almost all cultivators.

The supreme laws of heaven and earth extended and pervaded every inch of space, every universe.

After the forbidden era, the first immortal was born in the world.

No one knew his origins, only that countless beings were buried in this land, too numerous to count. Even those who had achieved Dao-building expertise were treated as cannon fodder, dying one after another like wheat, reaping generation after generation.

Doom befell dozens of background figures, vanishing without a trace as if they were mud cows sinking into the ocean. After rushing into that immortal gate, they left no signs behind. This event would undoubtedly send shockwaves through the domains, leaving the ancient worlds beyond the upper realm horrified and astounded.

The curtain fell on the light of ascension to immortality, but tranquility eluded the upper realm. The massive army that had headed to the Kun Ji Universe had almost entirely returned, promptly informing the upper realm of the events that transpired there. The already tumultuous upper realm exploded like it was ignited, unleashing unprecedented waves of horror.

No force, no matter how ancient or formidable, could remain calm at this moment. Even the entities within the most ancient forbidden zones trembled, overwhelmed by an inexplicable fear.

The opportunity for ascension to immortality had taken an unexpected turn—it wasn’t a genuine manifestation.

Was the Epoch Dao Fruit merely bait? All the forces and background figures that ventured there became the big fish, swallowed by this scheme.

It wasn’t those background figures who ascended to immortality but another mysterious figure, a sinister manipulator hidden behind the overlapping eras. He was the one orchestrating the machinations across the ten thousand domains.

This was an extremely cruel truth. Many, upon learning of it, shouted in disbelief, unable to accept the news. Some even fainted, overwhelmed by boundless grief.

To confirm the truth of this news, strange phenomena appeared in the skies above certain ancestral lands. A torrential rain of blood accompanied by wailing cries engulfed the entire starfield, a horrifying sight.

The sacred mountain that was once guarded by a remnant soul of a background figure immediately crumbled and exploded, emitting the sorrow of countless lives. The blood mist dispersed, mirroring the scenes in the Kun Ji Universe – life-like avenues of existence fading away and perishing.

As each lifelike avenue departed, it signified the fall of a background figure, an unimaginable grief in the upper realms, a true tragedy that the various sects couldn’t bear.

Besides the loss of background figures, the immortal treasures of those forces and sects were left unaccounted for, lost in the midst of that battle.

This was a pain too terrible to bear. Without background figures presiding, without immortal treasures suppressing the flow of fortune, it might only take a few years amidst the chaos of the upper realm for these forces to be entirely erased from the river of time.

This was the inevitable outcome of a gamble with everything.

Of course, in the currently chaotic upper realm, the daily demise of sects and immortal forces seemed as numerous as grains of sand in the Ganges. However, these sects and immortal forces were nowhere near as ancient as the immortal ones.

This is a calamity; almost everyone who sought ascension to immortality has perished…

“For countless years, a cunning man plotted against the upper realm. Ever since the theft of the Epoch Tree, he operated like a shadow, concealed within the river of time. It’s only at this moment that he reveals his true face.

The recently emerged Dark Heaven might very well be the creation of this cunning man.

Previously, no one could fathom the origin of this Dark Heaven. Now, the thought is terrifying because the master of the Dark Heaven is, in fact, a true immortal.

Many background figures who hadn’t participated in the immortal opportunity felt a chilling sensation, an overwhelming sense of relief. Yet, they were haunted by the realization that, had they not restrained themselves earlier, they might have already perished in that plan.

Those background figures returning from the Kun Ji Universe were even more uneasy, fearing retribution from the cunning individual. Although they managed to escape, in the eyes of the immortal, escaping or not made little difference.

From this day onward, the upper realm was shrouded in an atmosphere of extreme fear, with everyone feeling endangered.

In the grand palace of the Human Ancestor Hall, Jiang Chuchu, with a slender face, gazed into the distant starry sky and whispered, “Have you succeeded?”

Although Gu Changge hadn’t explicitly informed her, she was well aware that the schemer plotting against the heavens was Gu Changge.

The grand palace of Human Ancestor Hall remained aloof from the turmoil in the upper realm, unaffected due to Gu Changge’s protection.

However, Jiang Chuchu looked worn out. Despite knowing that Gu Changge’s actions were harming the heavens, she couldn’t help but worry.

The matter was extensive, involving so many background figures – how would he face it?

Her inner conflict was palpable. As the Holy Maiden of the grand palace, she couldn’t save the common people and soul, and the teachings of the Human Ancestor Hall appeared extremely fragile at this moment.

Ultimately, she accepted it with resignation, agreeing with Gu Changge’s perspective that living for oneself was the right path.

You’ll come to see me, won’t you? You promised me that.

Jiang Chuchu wore a faint smile, gazing into the boundless starry sky, waiting for Gu Changge’s return.