Chapter 1319: The Eternal Dark Domain, the Civilisation's Supreme Treasure Emerges
Chapter 1319: The Eternal Dark Domain, the Civilisation's Supreme Treasure Emerges
Though the black lotus before them did not manifest in the form of a gate, Ling Yuling was absolutely certain—this was the power of the Gate of Eternal Life.
To be precise, the terrifying black lotus before them was an evolution of the Gate of Eternal Life's primordial power.
She was utterly shaken and horrified. Once, she had possessed the Gate of Eternal Life for a time, yet no matter how she studied or attempted to control it, she could never wield even a fraction of its might.
The First-Generation Civilisation Supreme Treasures, like the Gate of Eternal Life, seemed destined to remain masterless—no one could truly control them.
Even after obtaining records of the various First-Generation Civilisation Supreme Treasures from Nan Yin, she had found no method or means to master the Gate of Eternal Life or unleash its power.
So how could Gu Changge so easily command the Gate of Eternal Life and bend it to his will?
Could he truly be its former owner?
Yet, as far as Ling Yuling knew, the Gate of Eternal Life had always been masterless—since the day it was forged, it had never had an owner. How could it possibly have had one?
But there was no time to dwell on this now. Her Dao Sword swept through the air, its sword light flashing like a fleeting rainbow, roaring across the heavens as it slashed toward the black lotus, intent on cleaving it apart.
At the same time, behind Ling Yuling, a hazy expanse of the world seemed to open—this was the Sword Tomb she had refined. Now, with the Sword Tomb unsealed, countless divine swords nurtured within shot forth.
Amidst the rough stone walls and cliffs, even more divine swords were embedded. At Ling Yuling's clear cry, ten thousand swords launched simultaneously, flying out on their own, their blazing radiance overwhelming the heavens as they surged toward Gu Changge.
She streaked through the sky, her figure accompanied by these divine swords, swiftly closing in on Gu Changge.
Beside her, the many Dao Realm existences, furious and alarmed, also struck out in unison, striving to break through the black lotus pressing down upon them all.
Gu Changge watched as Ling Yuling approached, still unhurried as he raised his hand. Two fingers extended, and amidst the countless sword shadows, he accurately caught the blade she thrust toward him.
Innumerable sword shadows howled past him, rending the already shattered cosmos further into fragments.
Around him, immortal mist surged and coiled, strands of chaotic light spilling forth as if the Great Dao itself were about to solidify. The divine swords that sought to strike him were all shattered mid-flight, unable to approach him in the slightest.
More divine swords dimmed, falling like withered leaves before they could even reach him.
Yet Ling Yuling's assault had given the other Dao Realm existences an opening to close in.
Shi—!
A hazy, ancient scroll unfurled, depicting scenes of majestic rivers and mountains, a moon rising over the sea, a gentle breeze brushing mountain ridges—countless wondrous sights manifesting with unfathomable divine might. It rumbled as it descended from the sky.
The other sect leaders and supreme figures also unleashed earth-shaking killing techniques. Terrifying Great Dao True Dragons materialized in the heavens, their heads raised, their bodies coiled, their claws descending to tear Gu Changge apart.
Boom—! Boom—! Boom—!
A cataclysmic shockwave erupted here, shaking the cosmos, distorting and fragmenting even the River of Time.
Gu Changge gazed coldly at them all. The aura around him grew increasingly overwhelming and terrifying, his figure seemingly stretching endlessly taller. A dense, supreme immortal essence enveloped him, rendering him ever more divine, resplendent, and untouchable.
His eyes, too, deepened further—within those pitch-black pupils, it was as if peerless divine weapons were being forged. The moment his gaze fell, the space-time ahead was severed outright, and the ancient scroll hurtling toward him was torn apart mid-air.
Several Dao Realm existences screamed as his gaze swept over them, their bodies instantly collapsing and exploding into bloody mist, their forms and spirits obliterated.
Clang—!
Sparks scattered in the void. Ling Yuling's slender hand, gripping the Dao Sword, trembled violently, nearly losing its hold. Her entire arm went numb as she withstood the force of Gu Changge's gaze, shielding those beside her.
Yet even so, she could not protect everyone. Some of the weaker Dao Realm existences were nothing more than cannon fodder in such a battle, utterly insignificant.
"He is far too powerful..."
"This is simply insurmountable."
The Master of Light of Bright Light Temple and others wore grim expressions. They were Ancestral Dao Realm existences, yet even they found this situation unbearably difficult. Against such an enemy, what means could possibly restrain him?
This was a scene that filled all with terror and dread. Gu Changge had barely lifted a finger, yet his gaze alone could effortlessly erase Dao Realm existences.
In ordinary times, the birth of a single Dao Realm existence was an arduous feat. Yet before him, they fell like withered leaves, perishing in droves.
This made the sect leaders and supreme figures even more apprehensive. Even against their combined might, Gu Changge remained unfathomable—his invincibility bordering on despair.
And above them, the terrifying black lotus blotted out the sky, still descending slowly.
Each petal unfurled leisurely, pressing down until even the heavens trembled. Along the edges of the lotus leaves, boundless divine might surged and receded like the turning of an apocalyptic millstone, grinding all rules, order, Dao techniques, and divine abilities into dust.
Countless figures were sent flying, coughing up blood. The weapons they hurled forward shattered into dazzling fragments that filled the sky.
Against the descending black lotus, there was simply no power to resist.
Gu Changge stood atop the black lotus, his gaze cold and indifferent as he watched the universe and world before him crumble apart, his expression utterly unmoved.
Amid the billowing black mist and swirling fragments of time and space, all realms seemed to have turned to ruins. Before him, all matter disintegrated and collapsed in tandem.
The lotus petals continued to unfurl, then began to descend like a cage, enveloping the central lotus platform. The scene was awe-inspiring—connecting the Nine Heavens above and the Azure Depths below.
Boundless divine light flooded the vision of all present, while the hazy radiance bursting from the lotus seeds intertwined with everything, sealing and suppressing all.
And yet, the black lotus at the center still descended slowly, each petal emanating vast, overwhelming pressure capable of crushing a cultivator's bones. Even a hundred thousand towering mountains would shatter instantly under such terrifying force.
This was an apocalyptic spectacle beyond the imagination of all living beings—the entire cosmic sky was on the verge of collapse.
Every cultivator and living being within the Mountain of Wonders felt that unparalleled oppression and terror, their minds nearly breaking.
Before everyone's eyes, the world plunged into absolute darkness, all light devoured.
Beings of any level were enveloped by the black lotus, while the divine light surging from its seeds radiated to every inch of void and corner.
This place had transformed into an eternal domain of darkness, where light was expelled and swallowed, leaving only absolute blackness.
The lotus petals stretched and connected, firmly piercing through every fragment of time and space, turning this place into a prison. Everyone within the Mountain of Wonders was trapped inside.
"What... is this?"
At this moment, even ancient existences trembled in fear. They could feel a suppression—their cultivation stagnated, unable to unleash their true strength.
Within the area shrouded by the terrifying black lotus, there existed rules capable of suppressing even Dao Realm existences.
And the deeper one went, the more terrifying those suppressive rules became—likely even Ancestral Dao Realm beings would be affected.
The Heavenslayers Alliance members also watched in shock. This scene resembled the legendary Lotus of Destruction and Reincarnation, where each petal signified a cycle of destruction and rebirth.
After nine cycles, the world would face true annihilation—the Return of Myriad Worlds to Ruins, where everything reverted to primordial chaos.
"Senior, this is simply unbreakable! With our strength, we can't even touch it!"
Many sect leaders and faction heads wore grim expressions. The weapons they had refined for so long were hurled forward, only to shatter like eggs against stone the moment they met the black lotus.
The terrifying black mist surging in from the distance was like an invisible, gaping maw, devouring all their power.
Many suffered backlash, vomiting blood in great spurts, crimson seeping from their noses and mouths.
This was the first time they had faced such a situation. They had no idea what this sudden black lotus was—not only did it possess the divine might to seal time, space, and the heavens, but it also carried terrifying Principles of World Destruction.
If the black lotus descended and suppressed them, everyone would explode into bloody mist.
"This is the divine might of the First-Generation Civilisation Supreme Treasure—the Gate of Eternal Life..."
Ling Yuling's gaze was solemn. Though she stood armored and sword in hand, maintaining her peak condition, she had no means to counter Gu Changge, who had unleashed the power of the Gate of Eternal Life.
Moreover, she knew Gu Changge's true strength was far more terrifying. Back in that dark space, he had effortlessly neutralized the Dark Origin.
Only at her absolute peak might she have had the power to fight him.
"What?!"
"The First-Generation Civilisation Supreme Treasure—Gate of Eternal Life?!"
"How could it have fallen into his hands?!"
Many sect leaders and faction heads were hearing this for the first time, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.
They knew all too well the terrifying divine might of a First-Generation Civilisation Supreme Treasure. The Primary Hope Holy Church's current transcendent status was directly tied to the Mirror of Reincarnation, a First-Generation Civilisation Supreme Treasure, serving as its foundation.
Gu Changge was already terrifyingly powerful—now, with the aid of a First-Generation Civilisation Supreme Treasure, how could they possibly resist?
Despair filled many hearts, trembling with dread.
"It's not the final moment yet. There is still hope."
Ling Yuling's voice was cool and clear. Behind her mask, her eyes flickered toward the distant Primary Hope Saintess, a cold, meaningful glint passing through them.
The Primary Hope Saintess also stood poised in the air, her sword held aloft, her presence ethereal yet sharp with killing intent as she confronted the many experts of the Heavenslayers Alliance.
She noticed Ling Yuling's gaze and gave an imperceptible nod.
The two swiftly moved closer in silent understanding. The powerhouses of various orthodoxies and factions also gathered rapidly.
By now, not just the Mountain of Wonders, but even the surrounding cosmic space had been enveloped by the terrifying black lotus.
It was no longer just a domain of darkness—it was a prison for the condemned, sealing off the heavens and earth, suppressing everything. Escape was impossible.
The Master of Light and the Buddha Lord of the Tathagata Buddha Kingdom immediately ordered the elders and powerhouses around them to gather close, warning them not to venture deeper into the darkness. With individual strength alone, it was impossible to break through this dark domain.
What was even more terrifying was that this dark domain was continuously shrinking, gradually concentrating around the Mountain of Wonders.
At this moment, the Mountain of Wonders was gathered with the most elite forces of the Primary Hope Civilisation. Various orthodox forces had sent many high-ranking figures and hidden aces. If they were all annihilated here, it would be a devastating blow—one that would take a long time to recover from.
Hum—
Suddenly, a radiant glow emerged, like a bright moon slowly rising from the sea amidst the darkness. Ripples of light shimmered, blurring the line between water and sky, transforming the entire darkness into a boundary between light and shadow.
A flawless, enormous moon rose behind Ling Yuling and the Primary Hope Saintess. The ancient mirror surface reflected the myriad cycles of existence, the passage of countless epochs, exuding an eternal and mysterious aura.
Its edges were archaic, adorned with intricate patterns—scenes of ancient ancestors offering prayers and sacrifices, totems of primal beings dancing and prostrating before bonfires.
Gentle, cool, and luminous rays cascaded down, strand after strand, radiating outward, resisting the terrifying force surging like tidal waves from all directions.
"The Mirror of Reincarnation?"
Xiyin stared in shock, never expecting the Mirror of Reincarnation to appear here—let alone that the Primary Hope Saintess had defied the rules of the Primary Hope Holy Church to bring it out.
As a Supreme Treasure of the Primary Hope Holy Church, the Mirror of Reincarnation was never supposed to leave its confines.
Yet now, the Primary Hope Saintess had secretly taken it out, violating orders. This not only stunned Xiyin but also left her utterly bewildered.
The sect leaders and other supreme figures were equally shocked at first, but soon their expressions shifted to wild joy as they recognized the Mirror of Reincarnation—a First-Generation Civilisation Supreme Treasure.
With its assistance, their chances of collectively resisting Gu Changge naturally increased.
Vast and majestic reincarnation energy emanated from the Mirror of Reincarnation. At this moment, it truly resembled a bright moon, standing tall amidst the abyssal darkness, dispelling all shadows and bringing forth light.
Ling Yuling and the Primary Hope Saintess stood before the mirror like goddesses of the moon—serene, flawless, bathed in radiant splendor—jointly resisting the encroaching dark mist.
For the Primary Hope Covenant, Ling Yuling had made extensive preparations.
She had considered the possibility of Gu Changge tearing up the agreement and attacking everyone. To counter this, she and the Primary Hope Saintess had agreed that the latter would secretly take the Mirror of Reincarnation to use against Gu Changge when the time came.
After all, she knew Gu Changge possessed another Civilisation Supreme Treasure—the Gate of Eternal Life.
"You even prepared the Mirror of Reincarnation in advance?"
"It seems you've made thorough preparations to deal with me. But do you truly believe this mirror alone is enough to oppose me?"
Gu Changge watched all this with icy calm. Before him, a hazy glow emerged, from which faint immortal radiance spilled out. Then, a fist-sized orb of light appeared—multicolored, dazzling, exuding a wondrous and mystical fluctuation.
From within this radiance, two weapons descended into his hands—a gleaming silver immortal sword and a treasure tree wreathed in seven-colored light.
"I didn't prepare the Mirror of Reincarnation to deal with you. It was only for unforeseen circumstances."
Hearing this, Ling Yuling's cold eyes trembled faintly, flickering with something like sorrow, but it was quickly replaced by resolve and frost.
"This is..."
"Another Civilisation Supreme Treasure?"
The other ancient powerhouses sensed the aura emanating from the hazy glow before Gu Changge, their expressions shifting once more.
They hadn't expected Gu Changge to possess yet another Civilisation Supreme Treasure.
Though it wasn't a First-Generation treasure like the Gate of Eternal Life, a Supreme Treasure forged by an entire civilisation with all its might was no ordinary artifact—it possessed unimaginable divine power.
Gu Changge said nothing more. With a flick of his wrist, he swung forward—
A terrifying sword energy erupted, cleaving the heavens and earth as if slicing through space itself.
The gleaming silver immortal sword released an unfathomable sword beam, piercing through everything, sweeping across the void.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically. Unlike the Sword Dao Ling Yuling had displayed earlier, in Gu Changge's hands, the sword was pure slaughter—no flashy techniques, just a simple swing carrying unparalleled, world-destroying might.
BOOM!
Ahead, all the pavilions, towers, palaces, sacred trees, and boulders atop the Mountain of Wonders were instantly annihilated, reduced to dust.
Many cultivators and living beings who failed to evade in time exploded in horror and despair, crushed into ashes by the overwhelming force, leaving nothing behind.
Before the Mirror of Reincarnation, Ling Yuling and the Primary Hope Saintess channeled their power together, casting a shimmering barrier of light to protect the others as best they could.
Though the Primary Hope Saintess was the current master of the Mirror of Reincarnation, her strength alone was insufficient to unleash its full might.
She could feel her magic power being rapidly drained. Had they been in the Great Universe, she could have drawn energy from the void to replenish herself. But here, cut off from the world, she couldn't sense anything beyond—let alone restore her strength.