Chapter 1292: An Enemy That Can Never Be Defeated—I Am the Heaven of All Worlds
Chapter 1292: An Enemy That Can Never Be Defeated—I Am the Heaven of All Worlds
A vast and mighty army emerged from the other end of the spacetime passageway, like an endless black tide surging forth, causing the entire sky to tremble.
Even across an infinite distance, the thunderous sound of iron cavalry trampling through the starry sky could be heard—a terrifying, overwhelming force that made hearts shudder in fear.
Countless cultivators and living beings of the Immortal Chu Vast Land looked up in horror at this scene.
The edge of the heavens seemed to turn transparent as the shadowy figures of the army descended. Behind them, one could see colossal domain-breaking battleships, each as vast as a star, shrouded in Immortal Mist and Chaos Qi, exuding an ancient, desolate aura.
This was an unimaginably terrifying army, composed of the immortal orthodox forces of the Primary Hope Civilisation—a force capable of sweeping through all enemies across the worlds. No orthodox force could resist them.
"It's over..."
In the imperial capital of the Immortal Chu Vast Land, countless faces turned pale with fear and despair.
Who could possibly resist such an endless army? Even at the height of its power, the Immortal Chu Vast Land stood no chance.
"Why has it come to this...?"
"Why would such a massive army descend upon us out of nowhere? When did the Immortal Chu Vast Land ever collude with the remnants of the Black Disaster? This is a complete injustice!"
Many cultivators and living beings shouted in disbelief and terror.
Countless people despaired, unable to muster even a shred of resistance. This was the combined might of the Primary Hope Civilisation's strongest forces, led by the Primary Hope Holy Church. What force in existence could possibly stand against them?
On the other side of the spacetime passageway, the leaders of the various orthodox forces had gathered, standing atop the same ancient domain-breaking battleship as they gazed toward the Immortal Chu Vast Land.
Xi Yin, an Ancestral Elder of the Primary Hope Holy Church, stood at the bow of the ship, her expression unreadable. Her hair was adorned with jade hairpins, and a phoenix-patterned jade pendant hung from her forehead as she calmly observed the scene.
Beside her, Gu Changge stood with his hands slightly clasped behind his back, watching with apparent interest.
"The Immortal Chu Vast Land brought this upon itself by stubbornly colluding with the remnants of the Black Disaster. There is no reason for pity," Jing Tianyuan, the distant ancestor of the Jing Family, sighed as he watched the scenes of despair and wailing below.
The leader of the Towering Divine Cave, an Ancestral Dao Realm elder, nodded in agreement. "We always assumed this was due to the Immortal Chu Vast Land's own ambitions. Who would have thought they had secretly been in league with the remnants of the Black Disaster all along? That so-called 'Ardent Ruins Cave' was likely just a fabricated name—none of us have ever heard of such a force."
"Indeed, even I have never heard of the name 'Ardent Ruins Cave.' Such a force was probably made up on the spot—it doesn't exist."
"During the longevity banquet, Chu Gucheng deliberately put on that act to mislead everyone," Jing Tianyuan added with a nod.
The leaders of the various immortal orthodox forces had now gathered here, their vast armies following behind as they prepared to descend upon the Immortal Chu Vast Land through the spacetime passageway.
This force was unimaginably terrifying—just the number of Ancestral Dao Realm experts present exceeded five.
And that didn't even include Xi Yin of the Primary Hope Holy Church or Gu Changge.
Upon learning that the Primary Hope Holy Church had issued the Primary Hope Decree—an order for the Immortal Chu Vast Land's annihilation—the various orthodox forces were shocked but immediately mobilized their forces to assemble here.
Once the Immortal Chu Vast Land fell, its abundant resources would become a feast for the victors, and everyone wanted a share.
Already, some smaller forces near the borders had taken advantage of the chaos to plunder the surrounding regions.
The Immortal Chu Vast Land was already on the brink of destruction, unable to spare any effort to deal with these opportunistic raiders.
"Though the Immortal Chu Vast Land colluded with the remnants of the Black Disaster, its people are innocent. I urge everyone to instruct your disciples not to harm the innocent," Xi Yin spoke, her gaze sweeping across the vast territories of the Immortal Chu Vast Land through the spacetime passageway.
Gu Changge nodded slightly at this. "That is precisely what I wished to say. While the Immortal Chu Vast Land's crimes are unforgivable, its people are blameless. When Chu Gucheng fought me earlier, he sacrificed countless lives. Seeing the suffering across the land now... I cannot help but feel some pity."
"Young Master Gu is truly benevolent. Naturally, we will restrain our disciples and ensure no innocents are harmed. Back then, Young Master Gu could have destroyed the Immortal Chu Vast Land in a single strike, yet he chose to spare it out of compassion for its countless living beings, departing with grace. Such magnanimity is truly admirable."
"In contrast, Chu Gucheng, as the Ruler, disregarded the lives of his own people. That is truly chilling."
An Ancestral Dao Realm expert from the Bright Light Temple nodded in agreement, his words filled with admiration for Gu Changge.
His sentiment was echoed by the other leaders present.
Chu Gucheng, the Ruler of the Immortal Chu Vast Land, stubbornly insisted that Gu Changge was connected to the remnants of the Black Disaster. But none here were fools—they could clearly see who truly resembled the one colluding with those dark forces.
Xi Yin's gaze flickered imperceptibly toward Gu Changge. Though she was a disciple of Xi Nu and held an ancient seniority, the Ancestral Dao Realm experts present clearly revered Gu Changge more, treating him as if he were their leader.
Of course, she also understood that this was due to the recent battle between the Immortal Chu Vast Land and Gu Changge.
That battle had elevated Gu Changge's prestige throughout the Primary Hope Civilisation to an unimaginable level.
This was simply how the world worked—the strong preyed upon the weak, and the powerful were revered no matter where they went.
Though she was confident in her own strength, she knew she was no match for Gu Changge.
The commotion in the Immortal Chu Vast Land once again drew the attention of the entire Primary Hope Civilisation.
Less than a month had passed since the last world-shaking battle, and the Immortal Chu Vast Land was already severely weakened. How could it possibly withstand a coalition army even more terrifying than the Beast Court and Purple Sky Mountain?
Everyone believed this battle would be without any surprises—the moment the Immortal Chu Vast Land dared to imprison the Primary Hope Saintess, its fate had already been sealed.
Unless the Immortal Chu Vast Land truly left no flaws and ensured no one discovered the truth.
Finally, the vast army crossed through the Spacetime passageway and descended upon the Immortal Chu Vast Land.
Chu Gucheng, clad in immortal-gold battle armor, was already prepared. His war banner fluttered behind him as his overwhelming aura filled the heavens and earth. The soaring dragon qi of the world coiled around him, roaring with a fury that shook the cosmos, making him appear like an indomitable Human Emperor.
Behind Chu Gucheng, his subordinates—such as the Eight-Headed True God—had also readied themselves to face the formidable enemy.
The other Star Kings, Divine Generals, and numerous ministers had all gathered in the imperial capital, gazing solemnly at the endless army pressing down from the horizon. Every face was grave and stern.
From the House of Talents and other institutions, countless cultivators and living beings rushed out, staring in horror and dread at the scene before them.
The blackened sky seemed on the verge of collapsing. Vast, surging clouds blotted out everything, plunging the world into darkness as if the apocalypse had arrived—a great calamity descending upon the heavens.
The imperial capital of the Immortal Chu Vast Land resembled a suspended layer of starry rivers, surrounded by floating life-bearing stars. Yet, in the face of this terrifying army, it now appeared as insignificant as dust.
Not to mention the figures of Ancestral Dao Realm experts standing among the coalition forces—each one's magic power surpassed the limits of heaven and earth, as if a single hand could obliterate the imperial capital.
"Marquis, today the Immortal Chu Vast Land will surely fall. No one can stop it. We should not..."
Behind Champion General Chu Heng, Han Feng and the others tried to dissuade him, their eyes filled with worry.
"The Immortal Chu Vast Land nurtured me with kindness. No matter what, the Grand Prince has already paid the price for his actions. How can I abandon the Immortal Chu Vast Land in its hour of need?"
Chu Heng shook his head, waving his hand firmly to cut off Han Feng's attempts at persuasion.
Han Feng and the others sighed softly. Many opened their mouths but fell silent. They had always followed Champion General Chu Heng, but today, everyone could see the inevitable—the Immortal Chu Vast Land had no chance of survival.
Faced with such a terrifying coalition of orthodoxies, what force in the Primary Hope Civilisation could possibly resist? The outcome was already decided.
"Marquis, this is blind loyalty..." Chu Bai forced a bitter smile, helpless and unsure how to persuade the Champion General further.
Old Woman Xing Ying of the Ardent Ruins Cave stood within the imperial palace, her silver-white eyes coldly gazing beyond the heavens.
"What a fine accusation—colluding with the remnants of the Black Disaster. To think they would label my Ardent Ruins Cave as such." A cold smirk tugged at her lips.
Outside the imperial capital, countless troops were gathering under Chu Heng's command.
Though they had suffered heavy losses in the battles against the Beast Court and Purple Sky Mountain, the Immortal Chu Vast Land still had billions of soldiers ready for war.
From across many universes, numerous vassal kings, generals, and branches of the Chu Clan were dispatching vast numbers of cultivators to reinforce the capital.
"False accusations need no justification. The Immortal Chu Vast Land has never colluded with the remnants of the Black Disaster. If you wish to destroy us, you must first ask if we agree!"
"Today, we stand or fall with the Immortal Chu Vast Land!"
"Kill—!"
Roars of battle surged from distant universes like cosmic dragons, charging toward the imperial capital.
Cultivators of all levels and realms bellowed with fury, their voices shaking the heavens.
"Chu Gucheng, release the Primary Hope Saintess you have imprisoned, and today, we may spare the innocent people of the Immortal Chu Vast Land."
Suddenly, an icy voice rang out from the roiling clouds, echoing across the world.
Xiyin appeared, her robes fluttering, black hair swaying, and her cold brows exuding an aura that made the universe tremble. Standing atop an ancient warship, she looked down upon the entire Immortal Chu Vast Land.
"If the rest of the Immortal Chu Vast Land remains obstinate and refuses to repent, then today, you shall be buried alongside it."
"The remnants of the Black Disaster seek to plunge the world into chaos. Chu Gucheng colluded with them first, not only attempting to manipulate the Heavenly Dao Authority but also daring to covet control over the Primary Hope Civilisation. This crime warrants death."
Beside her, the leaders of various races and orthodoxies also stepped forward, their cold gazes fixed upon the Immortal Chu Vast Land as if delivering a final ultimatum and warning.
"The victor becomes king, the loser a bandit. The Immortal Chu Vast Land has met its fate today—I have nothing more to say."
"Indeed, the Primary Hope Saintess was jointly imprisoned by us. It's just a pity this matter was exposed too quickly. I lost this gamble..."
Chu Gucheng stood tall above the imperial palace, laughing wildly, his eyes burning with boundless, blazing light.
Since the Primary Hope Holy Church had issued the irrevocable Primary Hope Decree, they must have possessed irrefutable proof that the true Primary Hope Saintess had been imprisoned by the Immortal Chu Vast Land.
Chu Xinyue was not the real Primary Hope Saintess. No matter how similar her appearance, aura, or demeanor might be, she was still a fake. The moment they acted, the truth would be exposed.
Thus, at this point, Chu Gucheng had no room for excuses left—he chose to confess outright.
"What?!"
Many ministers had initially believed this matter to be absurd, an unfounded accusation by the Primary Hope Holy Church. But upon hearing Chu Gucheng's admission, they froze in shock, unable to believe their ears.
Numerous officials stood dumbfounded.
So their sovereign had truly imprisoned the Primary Hope Saintess and even found someone else to impersonate her?
"This... is actually true?"
Even Champion General Chu Heng was stunned. He had never imagined Chu Gucheng would be so audacious—this was an all-or-nothing gamble.
If he had won, the Immortal Chu Vast Land would have undergone a qualitative leap, perhaps even unifying the Primary Hope Civilisation.
But if he lost... the consequences would be catastrophic.
"Hmph. Since you dared to do this, you must pay the price for your actions."
Xi Yin's expression was icy. The Primary Hope Holy Church had existed since time immemorial, the most transcendent institution within the Primary Hope Civilisation.
From its founding until now, no faction or power had ever dared to provoke them so brazenly—imprisoning the true Saintess and replacing her with a fake, attempting to deceive the world.
Had she not been awakened, the Primary Hope Holy Church might have truly suffered a devastating blow this time.
Especially since Chu Gucheng had even dared to propose marriage to the Primary Hope Saintess, seeking an alliance with the Sacred Hall.
This was nothing short of absurd, inconceivable, and utterly reckless.
BOOM!
The battle erupted without warning.
Xi Yin, enraged, extended a crystalline, jade-like palm radiating Immortal Light, covering the heavens and earth as it descended from the ancient warship. Between her fingers, the threads of order and law coiled, and as her palm pressed down—mountains crumbled, the earth split apart, and stars shattered. The terrifying, overwhelming force shook the entire Immortal Chu Vast Land.
It was a scene that made all cultivators and living beings tremble in fear, as if doomsday had truly arrived. None could resist.
The armies of the Immortal Chu Vast Land charged forward with furious roars from their generals, only to disintegrate beneath Xi Yin's palm, exploding into bloody mist, their forms and spirits obliterated.
Even those at the Dao Realm dared not face her head-on, their expressions filled with terror.
BOOM!
Behind Xi Yin, the cultivators and armies of various races surged forth like a flood, sweeping across all directions. Beings of all cultivation levels clashed, shaking the heavens as the battle raged.
The war shook the world, overturning the heavens and earth. Countless great universes shattered in the aftershocks.
Figures were sent flying in all directions. Massive hands tore through the skies, rending everything in their path.
Resplendent artifacts—divine scrolls, sacred furnaces, bronze cauldrons, the Heaven Encompassing Umbrella—descended from above, blotting out the cosmos. With a mere tremor, it was as if the Great Annihilation had arrived. Everything crumbled into dust.
Even Immortal Kings and Quasi-Immortal Emperors perished instantly, without exception.
This was a battle with no suspense. Even if the Immortal Chu Vast Land mustered all its remaining strength, it was still no match for the coalition forces—let alone the core figures of each race and the Ancestral Dao Realm existences among them.
Despair, terror, and unwillingness spread across the skies of the Immortal Chu Vast Land. Vast stretches of the cosmos were conquered, countless galaxies left in ruins by the battle's aftermath.
The borderlands descended into chaos as opportunistic factions took advantage of the turmoil. Flames of war spread unchecked in all directions.
Gu Changge watched all of this calmly, his eyes devoid of emotion.
The fate of the Immortal Chu Vast Land had long been sealed—it was only a matter of time before it played out.
"With the fall of the Immortal Chu Vast Land, the situation of the Primary Hope Civilisation is now truly under my control."
His gaze swept across the territories of the Immortal Chu Vast Land, over the desperate battles between its forces and the coalition, and finally settled on the bloodied, frenzied figure of Chu Gucheng.
At this moment, Chu Gucheng was drenched in blood, locked in combat with numerous enemies.
Even though he had survived eight Decay Tribulations, he was no longer at his peak. Against so many formidable foes, he quickly fell into disadvantage, coughing up blood as he was sent flying again and again.
Blood seeped from his nose, mouth, and eyes. His hair was disheveled, his armor shattered beyond recognition.
He watched as his former subordinates were surrounded and torn apart, their bodies exploding in midair as they fell in battle.
The slaughter was merciless. Divine light surged from the imperial capital as countless figures threw themselves into the fray like moths to a flame, only to perish instantly, their forms and souls obliterated.
The horrific scenes made his eyes burn with fury, yet he was powerless to stop them. Even his master, the Dharma Sage—still grievously wounded—fought desperately against the enemy with his broken body.
"All of this... is because of you. Because of you, the Immortal Chu Vast Land has come to this..."
Chu Gucheng's face was twisted with anguish and hatred. Long ago, he had noticed Gu Changge standing beyond the heavens, watching everything unfold with cold indifference.