Yin Mei's Sincere Devotion — Gu Changge and the Others Have Been Outmaneuvered!
Yin Mei’s Sincere Devotion — Gu Changge and the Others Have Been Outmaneuvered!
A terrifying Sacred Emperor Realm pressure interwove between heaven and earth.
Finally it cascaded down, transforming into a vast, boundless Astral River of order, dense and innumerable, as if to completely blot out the sky itself.
It was an incomparably horrifying sight. The two Sacred Emperor Grade weapons had already reached a state of near-complete revival, their divine might surging, causing the souls of all the prodigies and Cultivators below to tremble, unable to resist the urge to prostrate themselves on the ground.
This kind of power could sink even the heavens. If even a wisp of it leaked out, it would be enough to annihilate everyone below.
Some prodigies turned pale and hastily retreated backward.
“The Successor of Demonic Arts holds a Sacred Emperor Grade weapon, and one that can be revived at any time at that. No wonder he’s so fearless — even if his tracks are discovered, he can strike, bury everyone, and then flee without a trace...”
“After all, his methods of changing his appearance are such that even the Elders of the True Immortal Academy couldn’t recognize him!”
“This time, the Successor of Demonic Arts will surely be executed. There’s no escape for him!”
Hatred and fury filled the eyes of many prodigies.
Although they couldn’t charge directly into battle like Prince Shen and Jin Chan, the Chosen Monk,
they had sealed off every exit direction around the Eternal Overcast Fog, leaving not even a gap for water to pass through.
When the time came, if the Successor of Demonic Arts wanted to escape, his only option would be to flee deeper into the Eternal Overcast!
Weng!!
High in the sky, all manner of runes trembled, transforming into a mountain-and-sea-like howling force.
After Gu Changge’s figure swiftly vanished,
the two Sacred Emperor Grade weapons floated and faced off in the high sky, and the Great Seal of Mountains and Rivers was also nearly awakened.
The divine spirit within it was no longer the original one. Having been steeped in Gu Changge’s Demonic Arts, it now obeyed only him.
After all, the current Great Seal of Mountains and Rivers had originally been snatched by Gu Changge in the Overworld from the hands of Jiang Yang, the Reincarnation of the Mortal One.
It should originally have been the Celestial Seal, containing mountains, rivers, billions of stars, and the gathered myriad forms of the mortal world — its power wondrous beyond compare.
However, worried that the Celestia Sacred Emperor might detect it, he had later altered the Celestial Seal’s appearance, concealing its original Source, and forcibly remolded it into the Great Seal of Mountains and Rivers.
The Celestia Sacred Emperor was not dead, and might even be a hidden card left behind by the Mortal One.
But now that the Mortal One had already been dealt with by Gu Changge, and this so-called Celestia Sacred Emperor had never shown himself, Gu Changge paid it no mind.
So as for how the Great Seal of Mountains and Rivers came to be,
even the members of the Gu Family didn’t know. They simply assumed Gu Changge was blessed with great fortune and had obtained a Sacred Emperor Grade weapon outside.
The outside world, meanwhile, all believed it had been bestowed by the Gu Family. Over time, many Cultivators and prodigies came to know that Gu Changge actually possessed a Sacred Emperor Grade weapon.
Not only that — he could wield it, displaying divine might at the Sacred Emperor level.
Even when facing Chu Hao, who stood at the peak of the Sacred King Realm, in the Vermilion Bird Empire, he showed no fear whatsoever and could contend against him.
Therefore, when Jin Chan, the Chosen Monk, and Prince Shen requested that Gu Changge stay behind to contend against the Golden Ancient Bell, everyone understood the reason and harbored no doubts.
After all, only Gu Changge had such capability.
If Prince Shen and Jin Chan, the Chosen Monk, were to contend against a Sacred Emperor Grade weapon themselves, they might have to expend numerous methods — and even then, success wasn’t guaranteed.
“Has Changge shixiong charged inside?”
Behind the crowd of prodigies, two dazzlingly beautiful figures rode divine rainbows, rushing over from the high sky — it was none other than Ying Yu and Yin Mei.
The one asking was Yin Mei. Her face was filled with deep concern as she gazed at the surging grey fog ahead, deeply worried about Gu Changge’s safety.
This sight filled the many young prodigies nearby with envy. Why did no such Gifted Lady care about their safety?
“Reporting to the Gifted Lady, Young Master Changge just charged inside moments ago,” one prodigy nodded in reply.
“What’s wrong? Why do you look so flustered?” a prodigy couldn’t help but ask curiously.
“This is bad. I suspect Changge shixiong has fallen into a trap. The Successor of Demonic Arts’ target was probably never me — it’s the few of them...”
Hearing this, Yin Mei’s face paled slightly, her delicate body trembling as she spoke with utmost worry.
“What?” Ying Yu beside her was equally shocked, her eyes widening in disbelief.
Why hadn’t Yin Mei told her this before?
No — it must be that Yin Mei herself hadn’t realized it until now.
“Yin Mei, what exactly do you mean by that? What trap?”
She couldn’t help but ask in a heavy voice.
Hearing her words, the expressions of the gathered prodigies all changed, their eyes filled with alarm and doubt. Gu Changge and the other two had fallen into a trap?
Young Master Changge, whose plans never missed — even he could fall into a trap one day?
And besides, neither Jin Chan, the Chosen Monk, nor Prince Shen was any pushover!
Hearing this, Yin Mei took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down before speaking.
“I thought it over carefully just now. When the Successor of Demonic Arts attacked me back then, he actually deliberately let me notice him, so that I could successfully escape.”
“It wasn’t because I was lucky. And no matter what, that was a teahouse bustling with Cultivators coming and going. For him to be so bold and brazen — wasn’t he afraid of being discovered?”
“The slightest commotion would have drawn the attention of countless Cultivators and prodigies.”
Yin Mei’s words silenced the many prodigies. Thinking back carefully on the situation at the time, something did indeed seem very wrong.
The Successor of Demonic Arts had always been cautious and careful — why would he choose to strike at the moment when exposure was easiest?
“So you’re saying he did it on purpose back then?”
At this moment, Ying Yu felt a chill sweep up from her tailbone, making her shudder involuntarily.
“And then, taking advantage of that opportunity, he actually wanted to draw the attention of all the prodigies. He even spoke arrogant words back then... telling Changge shixiong to get out here...”
“His goal was to make Changge shixiong and the others notice him. He must have also heard that Changge shixiong, Prince Shen, and the others were rushing over, and that there were no Elders stationed here at this time.”
“And now, even Changge shixiong’s Sacred Emperor Grade weapon has been left outside the Eternal Overcast!”
Yin Mei nodded. As she spoke, her face grew even paler, her delicate body trembling nonstop, tears about to spill from her eyes.
“Changge shixiong must not come to harm! He only charged in there because of me...”
Seeing her speak with such heartfelt sincerity and boundless worry, Ying Yu and the others’ expressions changed drastically, and they fell silent.
“So that’s how it is. All of this was actually designed by the Successor of Demonic Arts. His goal was to lure everyone here. After all... behind him stands an enormous organization of Demonic Arts successors.”
One prodigy’s mouth went dry, his voice hoarse, his scalp tingling uncontrollably.
At this point, many also realized why Ying Shuang had fled all the way without fighting back. Was it because he was weak?
Definitely not. It was because he wanted to lure Prince Shen, Jin Chan the Chosen Monk, and the others here.
“The Successor of Demonic Arts is truly too arrogant — actually scheming to lure everyone here.”
“Is he planning to trap and kill all the prodigies?”
“This must be a counterattack the Successor of Demonic Arts designed long ago!”
Thinking of this, some couldn’t help but shiver, all color draining from their faces.
“This time, Young Master Changge and the others are likely in grave danger. Since the Successor of Demonic Arts dares to scheme like this, it means he must be confident of success.”
“No good — we must report what’s happening here to the Immortal Academy. If no Elders rush over, it’s useless even if we go in!”
The many prodigies fell silent, yet none dared to set off into the grey fog.
“I’m going to find Changge shixiong. Last time, to save me, he clashed with the Successor of Demonic Arts and wounded his Source...”
Yin Mei was about to set off into the fog, to follow in Gu Changge’s footsteps.
“You can’t go!”
Ying Yu frowned and grabbed Yin Mei, her voice cold and hard. “With your strength, wouldn’t going in just cause trouble for Changge daoxiong?”
“Then what do we do?”
“If something happens to Changge shixiong, then I’ll go with him.” Yin Mei was nearly crying from anxiety, her eyes rimmed red, the nine fox tails behind her having lost their former snow-white luster.
Seeing this scene, the many prodigies fell silent.
Many sighed inwardly. Back in the Celestial Ancient Continent, Yin Mei had been rescued by Gu Changge from the hands of the Successor of Demonic Arts — her heart had probably been secretly pledged to him ever since.
This filled them all with envy and emotion, though none dared rashly set off.
“At this point, we can only wait for the Academy’s Elders to arrive...” one prodigy said with a sigh after a moment of silence.
“Young Master Changge, Prince Shen — none of them are simple figures. Nothing should go wrong.”
...
Grey fog surged to the heavens, accompanied by quite a few Yin Spirits pouncing toward him.
Yet they couldn’t even get within a foot of Gu Changge. With a casual reach of his hand, the void collapsed, a terrifying giant palm imprint appeared, and everything within a ten-mile radius was utterly annihilated.
If one called this a domain, it was actually an application of the rules of the void.
Before the many Yin Spirits could even approach this range, they burst apart with popping sounds, body and soul both destroyed.
“At this point, Ying Shuang should have fled toward the east.”
“The one chasing him is Prince Shen, while Jin Chan the Chosen Monk is in another direction. So I’ll let him off for now.”
The corners of Gu Changge’s mouth carried a faint, indistinct smile. Leisurely and unhurried, he strolled through the void.
Streaks of Great Dao-like imprints interwove beneath his feet, carrying him swiftly into the distance — the Distance Shortening Technique.
His eyes narrowed slightly. The flow of all the rules of heaven and earth, including auras and the like, lay fully exposed within his vision.
Naturally, the whereabouts of Prince Shen and Jin Chan, the Chosen Monk, were the same.
“Ying Shuang, stop right there!”
“At this point, where do you think you’re running to?”
Meanwhile, on the other side, deep within the surging grey fog, a great battle was erupting.
Many long-withered mountain peaks burst apart, terrifying shockwaves spreading. Streaks of Transcendent-realm runes interwove and permeated the area, sweeping in all directions, incomparably dazzling.
Prince Shen roared in fury, riding the Four-Spirit Battle Chariot as he arrived. Tall and martial, even his hair shone brilliantly, as though burning.
He struck at Ying Shuang ahead, his moves wide and sweeping, incomparably fierce and domineering.
One punch pierced through, the runes around his body brilliant as fireworks, the heavens rumbling and exploding as if a great sun were being pushed forward.
This power was no longer a simple application of the Sacred Realm — it was the ultimate offensive!
In this moment, he was like a young god, numerous phantoms circling beside him — the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise roaring, practically coming to life, fierce and domineering.
“I already told you, I’m not the Successor of Demonic Arts!”
“I’ve been framed!”
Ying Shuang’s expression changed as he couldn’t help but roar in anger. Chased the entire way, his heart had long been filled with boundless grievance and rage.
At this moment, he brought out a small emerald-green sword, shaking down billions of divine rays in the high sky, intending to forcibly withstand Prince Shen’s punch.
However, he was ultimately just an impostor, not the true Prince Ying.
Under this strike, the small emerald-green sword shattered and exploded. He immediately coughed up blood, retreating again and again, hair disheveled, in an utterly wretched state.
Without the protection of the Sacred Emperor Grade Golden Ancient Bell, he was only slightly stronger than an ordinary Young Prodigy. Facing an ancient freak like Prince Shen, he was simply no match.
“Is this all you’ve got?”
Prince Shen snorted coldly, his gaze indifferent, standing atop the Four-Spirit Battle Chariot, his entire body flowing with dazzling radiance, like a peerless sovereign.
“How many times do I have to say it — I’m not the Successor of Demonic Arts. I’ve been framed. Gu Changge is the real Successor of Demonic Arts!”
Ying Shuang coughed out a mouthful of blood, his expression incomparably ugly. He hadn’t expected that he couldn’t even withstand a single strike from Prince Shen. Both of them were at the Sacred Realm in cultivation,
yet the gap was actually this enormous.
If it were the true Prince Ying, even if he couldn’t win at this point, it would never be such a one-sided situation.
“Heh heh, still making excuses at a time like this, refusing to bring out your true abilities. I don’t know what scheme you’re plotting, but today I will definitely finish you.”
“As long as I kill you, I can prove I’m stronger than Gu Changge. All the prestige he possesses will become mine!”
Prince Shen didn’t care in the slightest about Ying Shuang’s current state. As his words fell, he charged straight in to kill.