Since Ancient Times, Evil Has Never Triumphed Over Good; He's Found Me Another Good Thing
Since Ancient Times, Evil Has Never Triumphed Over Good; He’s Found Me Another Good Thing
Black ancient trees towered into the sky, withered and devoid of any life force, yet incomparably tall as they stood across every corner of this wasteland.
Mountain ridges stretched and undulated without end, yellow sand billowing and blotting out the heavens.
These ancient trees had absorbed the corpses of who knew how many fallen experts over countless years, and had long since become spirits.
Possessing the Talent to Attract Good Fortune and Avoid Bad Luck, they did not provoke the Ox Spirits that passed through this place.
Even so, Lu Luo’s group remained extremely cautious, fearing that any commotion here would be too great and attract other cultivators.
Now that the Beyond and the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains were at war, this place was actually not far from the borderlands.
So if there were any unusual movements here, they would very likely be detected by the cultivators on that side with their astonishing senses, which would disrupt their plans.
“Lin Wu, I can understand how you feel, but at a time like this, you still need to restrain your grief and accept what has happened.”
Lu Luo gently advised, deeply sympathetic toward Lin Wu.
At the same time, she held a favorable impression of this legendary man and did not want to see him affected by this matter.
The terrifying existence who had killed Lin Qingyang was absolutely not someone the current Lin Wu could face.
Lin Wu’s expression was very calm; he had already reined in his earlier silence.
He nodded and said, “I know. Lu Luo, you don’t need to worry.”
Just as Lu Luo held a favorable impression of him, he too held deep affection for the knowledgeable, well-mannered, well-informed, and beautiful Lu Luo before him.
In the eyes of many, when he and the goddess Lu Luo stood together, they were an exceptionally well-matched immortal couple.
“The one who killed Lin Wu’s brother is said to hold a position on the other side that no one can match. He’s their leading figure, and no one is qualified to stand as his equal.”
Hearing the conversation between Lin Wu and Lu Luo, several other young men and women couldn’t help but look over.
One of them sighed, powerlessness surfacing on his face as he spoke.
He was one of those who had witnessed that scene with his own eyes that day.
The Lin Clan’s old Ancestor was a being of the Sacred King Realm, a supremely powerful figure of extremely ancient seniority even in the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains.
Yet he had been slapped to death by a dharma body the opponent manifested across an endless distance, shaking the very heavens.
And it was said that the opponent was about the same age as them.
Before this, such a thing would have been simply inconceivable, something they dared not even imagine.
The so-called geniuses like them, before him, were truly not even comparable to ants.
“I know that person is very strong.”
Hearing this, Lin Wu appeared very calm, without the slightest trace of fear, undeterred by the opponent’s terrifying strength.
“As long as you understand, Lin Wu...”
The one who had just spoken also shook his head with a bitter smile. It was hard to comprehend the opponent’s terror—that was a despair and invincibility like the difference between heaven and earth. Still, at a time like this, he could hardly persuade Lin Wu to let go of his hatred.
“There is no genius in this world that I cannot catch up to.”
Seeing everyone’s expressions, confidence surged across Lin Wu’s face as he spoke, practically word by word.
At these words, everyone’s expression shifted slightly, sensing Lin Wu’s indomitable, forward-charging spirit.
The many young men and women couldn’t help but admire him even more.
Several elders also nodded, showing their approval.
At a time like this, with the Beyond invading, it was precisely the moment for the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains to stand united.
If the younger generation all held the same attitude as Lin Wu, why would they need to worry about not winning this war?
“No matter what, we will eventually stand in opposition to him. That is unavoidable.”
“Rather than despairing and shrinking back, we might as well fight him to the death.”
“And besides the Boundary Marker Sea, we still have one final line of defense. It’s not yet time to despair.”
Lin Wu spoke continuously, restoring everyone’s confidence, saying, “The Beyond may be strong, but since ancient times, evil has never triumphed over good. This is an unchanging heavenly principle. We are the side of justice, aided as if by heaven itself.”
These words of his truly came from the heart. To have come this far, he really had been aided as if by heaven. Lin Wu had a secret he had never told anyone, hidden in the deepest part of his heart.
When he was thirteen, on the eve of awakening his bloodline talent, he prayed by the ancient well in the backyard, hoping that the next day he would awaken a decent talent and thereby change his awkward, unvalued circumstances.
As a result, as if the heavens had heard his prayer, a shooting star streaked across the sky, and a colorful radiance suddenly emerged from within the ancient well, as if a ball of light was floating and sinking within it.
Little Lin Wu obtained that ball of light.
It was a mysterious space called the Martial Arts Space, hidden within his mind.
The Martial Arts Space was extremely mysterious, containing unfathomable wonders. Not only could it help him deduce and master spells and divine abilities, it could also let his consciousness enter it, where time flowed very slowly, granting Lin Wu several times more cultivation time than ordinary people.
And it was thanks to this Martial Arts Space that he was able to rapidly master all kinds of spells and techniques, beginning his rise to become a young legend of the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains. Otherwise, his own innate talent was actually very poor; even his dragon blood talent had been gradually raised through the Martial Arts Space. It was precisely for this reason that Lin Wu felt he was favored by heaven, aided as if by heaven itself.
The Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains were falling into chaos, and the Beyond was invading—wasn’t this precisely an opportunity?
Meanwhile, upon the boundless black Sea of Death.
A Three-Headed Black Flood Dragon was riding the clouds and mist, speeding swiftly across the sea’s surface.
Atop its head sat a young man cross-legged, his white robes whiter than snow, otherworldly and transcendent, with what seemed to be Chaos Energy coiling between the strands of his hair.
He appeared to be deducing something, runes evolving one after another behind him before finally dissipating, like ancient worlds continuously collapsing and then being remade.
It was a terrifying sight. The aura that merely seeped out was enough to make one tremble. Within his palm, it seemed as if billions of worlds were being born and destroyed.
The Three-Headed Black Flood Dragon beneath his feet felt its heart pound with fear, terrified that a single wisp of that aura would fall and blast it into ash.
This young man’s strength was so powerful it drove it to despair; it dared not harbor even the slightest thought of disrespect.
“Are we almost there?”
Gu Changge lifted his eyes, glanced into the distance, and asked casually.
The sea’s surface was without a ripple, appearing deathly still.
The closer they got to the coast, the more one could feel the weakening of the All-Repelling Force.
The Boundary Marker Sea was continuously drying up and no longer possessed its former binding power.
One could well imagine that once the seawater here dried up completely, it would be the moment the Beyond’s great army came charging in with full force.
“In reply to Gongzi, after crossing the region ahead, we will reach the border of the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains...”
“The two sides once fought a battle here. A legendary artificer of the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains forged something called the War Fortress, which could connect with the power of the stars beyond the domain, its divine might vast and boundless... That battle nearly sank this entire region. I was still a small flood dragon back then, and I witnessed that battle with my own eyes.” The Three-Headed Black Flood Dragon trembled at his words and hurriedly answered, recounting everything it knew in thorough detail.
It possessed Sacred Emperor Realm cultivation and had lived for countless years. Because it lived within the Boundary Marker Sea, its strength was considerably greater than other Ox Spirits of the same realm.
Yet now it could only be reduced to a mount for transportation, and it dared not give rise to any resentment or unwillingness over this.
It had personally witnessed, along the journey, a ferocious beast of the Quasi-Nirvana Third Heaven charge out, attempting to devour the young man before it.
As a result, he had merely grabbed casually, black runes condensing in his palm to form a black long spear.
Then he thrust it into the void—with a honglong boom, like ten thousand acres of sunlight rolling back and washing across the sky, that terrifying Quasi-Nirvana Third Heaven beast was impaled in midair, collapsing and dying miserably on the spot. It could only be called an instant kill.
So it had learned its lesson, knowing just how terrifying the strength of the young man seated above its head truly was.
“A War Fortress? It seems that battle back then was no easy affair either.” In Gu Changge’s gaze, the coastline gradually came into view. There, one could indeed see many shattered stars, all of them weapons that had once been refined.
And from his vantage point, he could see grey clouds roiling high in the sky, with numerous Ancient Battleships moored there.
The many orthodoxies and forces attacking the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains had almost all gathered on that side. In contrast, along his entire journey across, he had rarely seen any other cultivators.
Of course, those who crossed over directly and alone like him were even fewer.
“Chu Hao coming here doesn’t seem to be simply for the sake of making a name for himself.”
“It seems he’s found me another good thing.”
Gu Changge’s gaze stretched far into the distance. He had long since ordered Ah Da to keep watch on the movements of everyone from Supreme Cave Heaven.
So he knew that after Chu Hao arrived on this side, he had not rushed to the battlefield at the first opportunity, but had instead gone to another place.
This piqued his interest. According to the usual patterns and conventions, Chu Hao should have gone treasure hunting. He just didn’t know how great a role this Fortuitous One of the Beyond could play in the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains.
Moreover, the closer he got to the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains, the more he could sense fragments of shattered Great Dao laws, as well as wisps of celestial qi permeating the empty space.
This made Gu Changge somewhat doubtful about the authenticity of the rumors from the Beyond. After the Forbidden Epoch, the Beyond was shattered, including the rules of heaven and earth and the laws of the Great Dao—and did the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains happen to receive the piece containing the celestial qi?
If so, was it truly only by uniting the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains with the Beyond that the Celestial Gate could be opened once more?
“What is that?”
“Everyone, be careful.”
Just as Lin Wu, Lu Luo, and the others were hurrying along, an elder suddenly waved his hand for everyone to stop, frowning as he looked ahead.
Atop a towering, precipitous mountain peak, a golden Golden Condor was crouched within its nest.
Its body was not particularly large, but it was as if carved from gold, its entire body glittering golden, even its feathers flowing with radiance, seemingly indestructible and imperishable.
When it opened its beak, its cry was practically like demonic sound piercing the ears; even from a great distance, it nearly tore one’s eardrums apart. This was an extremely terrifying ferocious beast, possessing multiple powerful innate abilities, with strength reaching the Sacred King Realm. It dominated this region like an overlord, and no one dared provoke it. But now it was staring with extreme wariness at a group of people in another direction.
That group’s clothing clearly did not belong to the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains, and their auras were entirely different. No one knew when they had arrived here.
At their head was a young man, very refined and composed, with auspicious light coiling around his body and a powerful aura about him that none dared underestimate.
“Those are experts from the Beyond. They’ve really come to this side as well.”
Lin Wu, Lu Luo, and the others turned solemn. They felt that the young man’s strength was incomparably terrifying—calling it unfathomable would be no exaggeration. It was simply not something they could currently compare to.
“He doesn’t look very old, yet his strength is this terrifying. Are all the cultivators on that side this frightening?”
Their hearts grew heavy. They felt that as members of the same younger generation, why was the gap in cultivation so vast? The opponent was at most a few hundred years older than them, yet his cultivation was far beyond anything they could reach.
“He should be a descendant left behind by that existence who fought the Spirit Gourd Master and perished together with him back then...”
Lu Luo stared fixedly in that direction.
She could use all natural plants as her eyes, so even across this distance, she could clearly see the patterns on the opponent’s robes.
“A force called Supreme?”
Several elders exchanged glances, somewhat grave. The other party had clearly also come to this place searching for that Mysterious Space.
Across such a distance, they could not gauge the opponent’s strength either, and could only carefully hide in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to act.
“Don’t act rashly. We’ll all follow carefully behind and must not let them detect us.”
The several elders exchanged glances, a plan forming in their hearts, and turned back to say to Lin Wu, Lu Luo, and the others. They were responsible for protecting this group of young men and women, keeping them from harm—after all, these were all geniuses of the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains, the seeds of hope for the future.
If they were discovered by people from the Beyond, the enemy would absolutely not spare their lives and would slaughter them all.
Lin Wu, Lu Luo, and the others were very solemn. They nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation, and all carefully followed behind.
And very soon, that Golden Condor ahead, though extremely wary and attempting to flee, was quickly slain, letting out a shrill cry of unwillingness as golden blood rained down from the sky. Golden feathers stained with blood scattered across every part of the mountain peak.
Lin Wu and the others watched with heavy hearts. That refined man’s strength was very strong; with merely a few strikes, he had killed that Golden Condor. Even in the Beyond, he would at least be an existence at the level of a sect master.
Even the clan leaders behind them were far from possessing such strength; only the old ancestors of their families could contend with him. Such a figure had secretly come to this place, crossing the Boundary Marker Sea.
This made them feel apprehension and vigilance. If that was the case, the Boundary Marker Sea was likely becoming less and less safe.
“Manor Lord, if the position shown on the compass is correct, the Supreme Dao Diagram lost back then should be right here.”
A short-statured elder held a purple-gold compass in his hand, its needle shifting rapidly before finally settling steadily upon the desolate great mountain before them, and he spoke with some excitement.
The refined man was none other than Chu Hao, who had crossed all the way over the Boundary Marker Sea.
Hearing this, he nodded. Sensing with his secret arts, he could naturally confirm that Supreme Cave Heaven’s supreme treasure, the Supreme Dao Diagram, was indeed lost at this location.
As for the origins of Supreme Cave Heaven, some said it was related to their supreme cultivation technique, the Ancient Heavenly Art. But Chu Hao knew that was not so. Supreme Cave Heaven’s origin lay solely in a single mysterious diagram.
That diagram had been passed down through the generations, containing the deepest mysteries of Supreme Cave Heaven.
However, it was once carried on the person of one of their Ancestor-level figures, who nearly breached the defenses of the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains. Unfortunately, he ultimately perished, encountering a supremely powerful figure of the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains—the Spirit Gourd Master.
Both sides fought until their strength was exhausted and died together, and the supreme treasures the two carried were buried at the place where they battled.
Regarding that Spirit Gourd Master, Chu Hao did not know much—only that his supreme treasure was an incomparably mysterious gourd, and no one knew where it came from. Every time the gourd’s lid was opened, a peerless flying sword would burst forth from within, slaughtering everything, and it would not return without tasting blood. It was truly terrifying and dreadful.
Such a supreme treasure was very likely one of the ten legendary gourds born innately from nature, nurtured with the qi of slaughter. Its value was simply inestimable, surpassing even Nirvana Grade Artifacts. Although Chu Hao claimed he wanted to retrieve Supreme Cave Heaven’s lost Supreme Dao Diagram, his heart also yearned for that mysterious gourd.
“Manor Lord, I’ve found the entrance. Because of the aftershocks of battle transmitted here, this place is very unstable. The space within was formed through internal accumulation over countless years and could collapse at any moment, so we must quickly find the Supreme Dao Diagram.” The short-statured elder beside Chu Hao couldn’t help but speak gravely, pointing at the hazy expanse before them where he had detected an anomaly. Through this hazy region, they could enter that Mysterious Space and search for the lost Supreme Dao Diagram.
“Then let’s go.”
Chu Hao did not hesitate for long. All along his journey, his luck had never been bad.
This time, in searching for the Supreme Dao Diagram, he had likewise sensed nothing amiss. Just as before, everything was strangely easy and calm.
Weng!!
As his words fell, a ripple spread out, and Chu Hao took the lead, stepping inside.
The rest of Supreme Cave Heaven’s people warily scanned their surroundings. Seeing no trace of anything, they finally followed him in.