The Demon Lord's World-Ending Rampage Is All But Confirmed, The World Dares Not Speak My Name
The Demon Lord’s World-Ending Rampage Is All But Confirmed, The World Dares Not Speak My Name
The news of the Successor of Demonic Arts reappearing at the True Immortal Academy quickly swept through all the disciples.
During this period, whether it was the Elders, the Ranked Disciples, or the prospective Ranked Disciples and inner and outer disciples, everyone was gripped by anxiety, plunged into a wave of panic.
A young prodigy with a special physique had inexplicably vanished from his own cave dwelling.
This matter sent chills through many hearts, a terrifying coldness rising within them.
A Successor of Demonic Arts was hiding right among them.
Who could be certain that the next disciple to suffer a cruel fate wouldn’t be one of them?
Even Ranked Disciples like the Phoenix Lady grew infinitely wary of the Successor of Demonic Arts lurking in the shadows.
After all, the Successor of Demonic Arts was someone who had escaped from Gu Changge’s hands unscathed.
He himself possessed numerous powerful techniques, as well as a Sacred Emperor Realm Artifact. If they truly came face to face with the Successor of Demonic Arts, who could guarantee they would emerge unharmed?
“Ying Shuang was once a successor of my Sky Emperor Mountain, yet now he cultivates Taboo Demonic Arts and has betrayed Sky Emperor Mountain. I, Prince Shen, as the current successor of Sky Emperor Mountain, will definitely hunt him down and restore peace to this world.”
Prince Shen rode the Four-Spirit Battle Chariot, rumbling across the high skies, his entire body suffused with radiance, dazzling and resplendent, like a young god.
He made this declaration, vowing to suppress the Successor of Demonic Arts.
The other young prodigies of Sky Emperor Mountain, including Ying Shuang’s sister Ying Yu and the others,
had also been searching all over the True Immortal Academy during this time, hoping to follow the clues and traces to find Ying Shuang, who had infiltrated it in disguise.
Only, even the Elders of the True Immortal Academy were helpless in this matter.
Their search appeared all the more futile.
“Ying Shuang has already fallen into the demonic path. In his eyes, a sister like you no longer exists...”
“When you encounter him, do you really think he will show you any mercy?”
Seeing the dejection in Ying Yu’s silver eyes,
Prince Shen’s voice grew even colder, leaving her not the slightest room for fantasy.
Hearing this, Ying Yu’s expression dimmed further.
“If I encounter him, I will not show him any mercy either.”
She nodded, knowing that Prince Shen was warning her, worried she would act on sentiment.
“As long as you understand that. I would rather not have to clean house again when the time comes to act,” Prince Shen said indifferently.
His own bloodline was in no way inferior to Prince Ying’s—in fact, it was even superior.
If not for Prince Ying’s betrayal of Sky Emperor Mountain, he might still not have emerged into the world even now, remaining sealed away.
Moreover, his father was an existence even more ancient than Sky Emperor Ying, his status among the ancient myriad races ranking only above Sky Emperor Ying’s.
With Prince Shen personally appearing and making such a declaration, many young prodigies breathed a sigh of relief.
Soon after, as the virtually undisputed number one of the current younger generation, Gu Changge naturally stepped forward as well, and word of his statement spread.
“The Successor of Demonic Arts is someone all are entitled to slay. I, Gu, will certainly cooperate with the Elders to track down his whereabouts and seek justice for the young prodigies who suffered his cruelty.”
The moment these words came out, they were like a calming pill, setting many young prodigies’ hearts at ease.
After all, now that Gu Changge was involved, that Successor of Demonic Arts hiding in the shadows should exercise much more restraint and wariness, right?
Many people regarded the Successor of Demonic Arts’ latest move as a provocation directed at them all.
With Gu Changge saying this, wasn’t it an open response to that provocation?
“That guy sure knows how to steal the limelight. I clearly said it first...”
Prince Shen’s brows furrowed slightly. He had emerged into the world late and had not achieved fame across the heavens the way Gu Changge had.
Moreover, during this period, he often heard many young prodigies comparing him with Gu Changge, and every time, he was the one who fell short.
Although he knew Gu Changge was indeed very strong, constantly being reduced to a mere foil, a green leaf setting off the flower, was truly infuriating.
“This time, I will definitely find Ying Shuang. I refuse to believe Gu Changge can keep suppressing me forever.”
“His strength is at least at the Sacred Realm or above. As things stand, I am very likely no match for him.”
Prince Shen’s expression was somewhat gloomy, not at all the confident and composed image many outsiders saw.
Behind him, Ying Yu and the others, seeing Prince Shen’s expression, were as silent as cicadas in winter.
Since emerging into the world, Prince Shen’s methods had been iron-blooded and forceful. Sky Emperor Ying’s lineage had suffered tremendous suppression, and now even Ying Yu could only obey Prince Shen’s orders and arrangements, unable to act freely.
After that, the True Immortal Academy grew increasingly unsettled.
Of course, many Elders had anticipated this beforehand. After all, the Successor of Demonic Arts, Sky Emperor’s son Ying Shuang, truly had uncanny methods.
He only needed to conceal his true identity to blend in safely.
The identity of the Successor of Demonic Arts was genuinely difficult to probe. Even the Mortal Palace, which had long contended against the inheritors of Taboo Demonic Arts, would find it hard to root him out.
In the blink of an eye, several days passed.
Dang!
Dang!
Dang!
Accompanied by three bell tolls,
on the high platform, colorful mist flowed and white fog billowed. An old man with white hair and beard, his figure blurred, wreathed in Chaos Energy, sat cross-legged there.
This was an Elder of incredibly profound cultivation.
He was preaching the Dao to the many disciples below.
For a time, wondrous sounds arose throughout heaven and earth, golden lotuses bloomed one after another, and celestial blossoms shone brilliantly, unfurling in the void—truly mystical!
On the nearby mountain peaks, figures flickered, packed densely together, an extraordinarily lively scene.
Many disciples wore entranced expressions, listening below with eyes full of wonder, feeling the profound foundation of the True Immortal Academy and the might of its Elders.
Just this daily sermon alone contained unparalleled truths.
Many prodigies benefited immensely here, achieving enlightenment on the spot, their cultivation even surging dramatically.
Before coming to the True Immortal Academy, they could never have come into contact with beings of the Sacred Emperor Realm, yet now, almost every day, a Sacred Emperor Realm being preached the Dao for them.
This kind of treatment was worlds apart from before.
One could only say, as expected of the True Immortal Academy—the place every member of the younger generation would crack their heads trying to enter.
“Changge, why does that Successor of the Mortal Palace keep staring at you?”
“Did something happen between you two?”
On a huge bluestone, Gu Changge stood tall and slender, his features handsome and refined, hands clasped behind his back, listening with great interest to the Elder’s sermon on the high platform.
For disciples newly admitted to the True Immortal Academy, the daily sermon was cultivation content not to be missed.
Although Gu Changge didn’t care much about it, at a time like this, when many disciples flocked over, it was convenient for him to scout out some targets.
At this moment, he suddenly heard Yue Mingkong’s casual-sounding inquiry from beside him.
He replied nonchalantly, “Maybe she knows my identity and is thinking about how to expose me.”
Yue Mingkong stood shoulder to shoulder with him and said skeptically, “Really? But that expression of hers doesn’t look like it to me.”
The two Successors of the Mortal Palace—one was the Wang Family’s Gifted Lady, Wang Zijin, and the other was Jiang Chuchu.
Wang Zijin—Yue Mingkong had met her before and knew she was merely a pawn Gu Changge was using, so she hadn’t taken her to heart.
But this Successor of the Mortal Palace before her had nearly exposed Gu Changge’s identity in the previous life. Her staring at Gu Changge like this—had she already noticed something?
That expression carried complexity and evasion, as if she didn’t want Gu Changge to notice her.
This made Yue Mingkong unable to help feeling puzzled and suspicious.
“However, the Mortal One has already disappeared. The Successor of the Mortal Palace is nothing to worry about.”
Soon, thinking of this, Yue Mingkong set her mind at ease again.
“What’s wrong? Are you worried I did something to her?”
Gu Changge glanced at Yue Mingkong with interest and asked. Jiang Chuchu and Wang Zijin were naturally at the True Immortal Academy now as well.
Only, he had no intention of going to greet them, because at present, the two of them held little value for him to exploit.
Gu Changge had no use for them for the time being. The Fortuity points on Wang Zijin and Jiang Chuchu were, in his view, far less important than the Heavenly Monarch Ziyang who had popped up.
Whether it was Wang Zijin or Jiang Chuchu, Gu Changge no longer needed to expend much thought on either of them.
“Possibly.”
Hearing this, Yue Mingkong didn’t deny it.
Gu Changge laughed. “She’s the Successor of the Mortal Palace. What ability would I have to make a move on her?”
Yue Mingkong didn’t believe his nonsense for a second. The more Gu Changge talked like this, the more it proved something was fishy.
However, she didn’t say anything more.
During this recent period, she had already scouted out the cultivation habits of the siblings Qing Xiaoyi and Qing Feng, and learned that the two of them had quite a few old monsters guiding them.
If she wanted to seize the Flask of World Domination in Qing Feng’s hands, she still needed to wait for the right opportunity. Moreover, she wasn’t clear on Gu Changge’s plans.
He seemed to still be having Ying Shuang take the blame, with no intention of scheming anything else.
Soon after, the Elder’s sermon on the high platform came to an end.
Many young prodigies wore looks of regret, still craving more.
“Half a month from now, the True Immortal Academy will hold its first trial since your admission. Based on this trial, your respective resources will be determined.”
“At the same time, the Elders will also select disciples based on this trial.”
However, this Elder did not leave first, instead announcing a piece of news.
After all, having just entered the sect, many young prodigies had been classified according to their cultivation realms, but actual combat ability did not equal realm.
Hence, this entrance trial.
Hearing this news, many people were stunned for a moment, and then the place erupted—almost everyone grew excited and thrilled.
The younger generation, brimming with youthful vigor—how could they lack competition? Making their names known across the lands was precisely their goal.
Before this, many had been holding in a bellyful of pent-up energy with nowhere to vent it.
Wasn’t this trial exactly the opportunity to display their strength?
Half a month later, the first trial since admission!
Soon, this news spread, triggering a small earthquake of commotion.
Many young prodigies began making preparations, planning to shine brilliantly in the trial half a month later!
Even the Ranked Disciples were no exception, preparing for it.
“Although they haven’t said how exactly this trial will be conducted, this might be another opportunity for me.”
Gu Changge’s gaze fell upon a distant mountain peak, where purple mist rose and steamed. A man in purple robes stood there like a small purple sun, appearing proud and extraordinary, with a heroic and towering air.
It was none other than Heavenly Monarch Ziyang.
During this period, Gu Changge had already sent people to investigate his origins.
His original name was Ziyang, born into the Purple Mansion, a Cult of Immortality. He was not a figure of this era, but a Young Prodigy from an even more ancient period.
He had once suppressed all his peers, becoming number one in the Beyond, and then sealed himself away, only emerging in this era.
Logically speaking, he and Gu Xianer should have had no connection whatsoever.
But according to the origins Gu Changge had uncovered, on the day Heavenly Monarch Ziyang was born, purple aura surged for thirty thousand miles. He seemed to have been born accompanied by a mysterious Daoist Bone, with terrifying talent, far more mature and steady than his peers.
“He was likely born with the wisdom of a past life, and accompanied by a mysterious Daoist Bone.”
“And Gu Xianer just so happens to also be accompanied by a Daoist Bone...”
Gu Changge’s expression turned somewhat peculiar.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Although this kind of trope was rare, it wasn’t as if he had never encountered it before.
Heavenly Monarch Ziyang’s past life perhaps knew Gu Xianer.
In this life, if he hadn’t dug out Gu Xianer’s Great Dao Bone, Gu Xianer might even have awakened some memories of her past life.
“This girl Gu Xianer has gained yet another strange template. Could her past life have been some big shot?”
Gu Changge’s smile was rather meaningful. There really were all kinds of tropes out there. The heavens truly loved opposing him, harboring deep malice toward him.
Still, since another leek had delivered itself to his door, he would gladly accept the harvest.
“System, the template on Heavenly Monarch Ziyang actually already fits the setting of a Fortuitous One, and his own Fortuity points are sufficient as well.”
“But why hasn’t a corresponding mission been triggered?”
Gu Changge asked the System in his heart. This was something he cared about and found quite puzzling.
By all reason, an existence like Heavenly Monarch Ziyang should count as the reincarnated-prodigy type, which still fit the usual Fortuitous One template.
It was just that compared to the so-called “thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river” trash-to-hero type, it was relatively uncommon.
Could that be the reason?
As Gu Changge was pondering this.
The System answered on its own initiative, <The Fortuity points possessed by Heavenly Monarch Ziyang are insufficient to trigger a System mission. During this period, Fortuity has been surging, and too many people of great Fortuity have appeared.>
“The Fortuitous One the Master needs to trigger is actually someone else.”
“Someone else?”
Gu Changge raised an eyebrow slightly, falling into thought.
Since the System had hinted this much, it meant this so-called Fortuitous One was actually not far from him.
In other words, within the True Immortal Academy?
“That Wondrous Stone that fell from the Nine Heavens?”
Very quickly, Gu Changge locked onto his target. After all, aside from that Wondrous Stone, the Fortuity points of all the other prodigies, in his eyes, had nothing to do with a Fortuitous One.
Even Prince Shen, Jin Chan the Chosen Monk, the Phoenix Lady, and the others were the same—at most, they bore great Fortuity.
“Could it be a powerhouse who returned from the Nine Heavens?”
Gu Changge couldn’t help but shake his head slightly. The consistent style of this kind of trope was playing the pig to eat the tiger.
He was all too familiar with it.
Therefore, the man who walked out of the Wondrous Stone definitely possessed strength far beyond the Enlightened Noble Realm. He was very likely a terrifying powerhouse.
Yet he looked utterly ordinary, with the sort of face that invited mockery and contempt.
“In other words, he should originally have been a figure of this world who, due to some accident, strayed into the Nine Heavens, spent who knows how many years there, then sealed himself into the Wondrous Stone, and only then fell back down...”
Gu Changge’s smile was rather meaningful. Peeling away the layers like silk from a cocoon, he quickly analyzed the man’s origins.
That way, things became much simpler.
The returning-powerhouse trope?
The most common version of this trope was the so-called Immortal Emperor returning, discovering his daughter living in a doghouse, and with a single command, a million celestial soldiers of the Immortal World marching forth...
Of course, what Gu Changge encountered this time was no so-called Immortal Emperor, but that mysterious man’s strength still could not be underestimated.
<*Ding!* Triggering a return-type Fortuitous One: the Senior Brother who returned from the Nine Heavens.>
And at that moment, after Gu Changge had sorted all of this out, the System’s voice rang out, exactly as he had expected.
“The Senior Brother who returned from the Nine Heavens?”
Gu Changge raised an eyebrow slightly.
He asked, “Where’s this time’s System hint?”
Weng!!
And as Gu Changge’s words fell, that familiar feeling came once again. Light and shadow swept past his eyes, and what emerged was still a scene.
Before a tall, grand mountain gate, the four characters of “Borderless Sect” were incomparably ancient, exuding vicissitude and antiquity.
Although these four large characters were not written in the script of this era, Gu Changge recognized them at a glance.
This left him somewhat puzzled, and he thought of something.
“Shifu, Senior Brother has been gone for so long. I’m afraid more ill than good has befallen him. Please, you must accept your grief.”
Before the mountain gate, a young disciple dressed in purple robes spoke with a sorrowful expression.
“Impossible. Wuya’s Soul Lamp hasn’t gone out. There’s no way his life is in danger...”
“He must be trapped somewhere. He will definitely come back. His shifu will wait here for his return!”
An elderly man with a naturally dignified, imposing countenance shook his head at these words, his gaze filled with resolve, refusing to believe it at all.
After all, Qin Wuya was his favorite disciple, and also the adopted son he had raised from childhood.
Mature and steady, shouldering the heavy responsibility of restoring the Borderless Sect to glory.
How could anything have happened to him?
“Father, if Senior Brother is unharmed, he will definitely come back.”
“Please don’t worry too much.”
A woman with delicate, well-proportioned features, very gentle and graceful, was consoling the old man.
But when she mentioned Senior Brother, a trace of gloom and sorrow couldn’t help but flash through her eyes.
“If Senior Brother isn’t here, we still have Little Junior Sister...”
“Shijie, Shifu, you two shouldn’t be too sad either. I think Senior Brother is blessed by fortune—he’ll be fine.”
The young disciple in purple robes quickly changed his tune at this point.
Hearing this, the old man shook his head, sighed, and turned his gaze into the distance.
Atop a bluestone, a woman in cyan robes wreathed in Daoist charm sat cross-legged, her expression cold and clear, without a trace of superfluous emotion, cultivating with utmost diligence and focus.
“Dao Xian has not disappointed her shifu...”
Gratification and satisfaction flowed from the old man’s eyes.
Honglong!
But at that moment, from the distant universe, a heaven-shaking boom suddenly came, leaving the few people before the mountain gate frozen in unison.
Immediately after, the firmament split apart, cracking open unimaginably vast fissures, and then, like melting snow, collapsed piece by piece.
Within it appeared the scene of a great war of ten thousand immortals, terrifying enough to make all the heavens tremble.
The Immortal Palace standing at the center of the endless universe crumbled and collapsed, turning to dust.
A being wearing a purple-gold immortal crown, whose aura suppressed the ages, was pierced through by a halberd, split in two from the middle, his blood splattering across the cosmos!
“What is this...”
“The immortals are bleeding, the Immortal Palace has collapsed, even the Master Immortal has fallen...”
This scene stunned everyone, their expressions turning to despair, terror, and horror.
In the scene, a giant hand could be seen entwined with billions of strands of demonic qi, terrifying to the extreme, seemingly crossing over from infinite universes away. The heavens collapsed and the earth split, the cosmos crumbled.
Even the legendary River of Time was severed, breaking into countless fragments!
Innumerable lineages and clans were reduced to ashes beneath this single palm, and billions upon billions of living beings were erased from between heaven and earth.
One palm annihilated the Eight Thousand Continents, and from then on, the Nine Heavens and Ten Realms held no one!
The scene ended there.
After watching all of this, Gu Changge’s expression was entirely without ripples.
“Borderless Sect? No wonder I recognized those ancient characters. So it’s that epoch buried within the River of Time...”
He murmured softly. From this hint, he had already understood many things.
That woman cultivating so meticulously and single-mindedly on the bluestone should be Gu Xianer’s past life.
As for the young disciple in purple robes, he was obviously Heavenly Monarch Ziyang.
And that missing Senior Brother had fallen into the Nine Heavens, and then, in this life, walked out of the Wondrous Stone.
That way, everything became coherent.
“The so-called System hints are actually all dug out from my own memories. Perhaps even the origin of this System is deeply connected to me.”
Gu Changge quickly thought of other things in his heart.
Judging from these memories, the matter of the Demon Lord destroying the world was beyond doubt.
As for the reason, in his view, it wasn’t actually important.
Speaking of which, this Demon Lord alias of his had caused quite a lot of trouble, all of it dragging into this life.
No wonder even Lao Shi, that stone creature that had originally been his seat cushion, was so wary and fearful of him.
“So the final Boss of that Forbidden Epoch was actually the Demon Lord. The River of Time was shattered, and none of the worlds dared leave my name behind...”
“The destruction of that Borderless Sect was merely collateral damage... But then, who needs to care about stepping on an ant?”
As these scenes emerged.
Gu Changge felt a throb from the depths of his soul, as if some memory was naturally about to awaken.
The Eight Barren Demon Halberd in the Arsenal trembled lightly, giving rise to an emotion of joy and excitement.
“What should return will return sooner or later.”
“I am the Demon Lord.”
Gu Changge murmured softly, feeling the beating of his Demonic Heart gradually calm down.
Then, his figure flashed, transforming into a divine rainbow as he left this place to prepare for his next plan.
The Fortuitous One definitely had to be harvested. It was just that this time, involving the return-type trope, it was far more troublesome than before.
Of course, dealing with Heavenly Monarch Ziyang was still quite simple. It was just that the fellow wasn’t stupid—he was very good at enduring and had not directly clashed with Gu Changge.
Nor could Gu Changge move against him directly without proper justification.
Not to mention whether he could succeed, the Elders of the True Immortal Academy, as well as the Purple Mansion, the Cult of Immortality behind him, would never agree to it.
Therefore, he still needed to crush him with the momentum of the greater situation, same as before—raising the banner of justice, doing righteous deeds, so that even if people knew his intentions, they couldn’t stop him.
Of course, while he was at it, he would ruin the man’s reputation and tie him to the Successor of Demonic Arts. Then even the Purple Mansion wouldn’t dare protect him.
Meanwhile, Gu Xianer, having finished listening to this sermon, still carried an expression of enlightenment as she hurried toward her own cave dwelling.
Her direction was exactly opposite to the one Gu Changge had left in. She had only gotten up after seeing Gu Changge’s figure disappear.
During this period, she had been avoiding Gu Changge, refusing to run into him.
And Gu Changge was even more decisive than her—he simply couldn’t be bothered to pay her any attention.
This made Gu Xianer breathe a sigh of relief, yet at the same time, she felt a small sense of loss in her heart, and grew a bit resentful toward Gu Changge again.
He was clearly the one who had taken a huge advantage, so why was he acting like he had suffered a huge loss?