A Drop of Unimaginable Forbidden True Blood, the War Declaration That Raises an Army
A Drop of Unimaginable Forbidden True Blood, the War Declaration That Raises an Army
Soon, one Ancient Battleship after another traversed the firmament, smashing through the horizon, wreathed in endless radiant light as they crossed the vast and boundless Boundary Marker Sea.
Colossal waves surged skyward, crashing down again and again, as if they would shatter these worlds apart.
The incomparably massive army of the Beyond stretched on without end, blotting out everything, their numbers exceeding a hundred quadrillion, marching toward the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains.
Meanwhile, outside the Aether Abyss, great fog billowed to the heavens, shrouding the sky, and countless sounds of slaughter rang out.
Numerous Ancient Battleships hovered there, casting shadows that blotted out everything, their numbers impossible to count.
The army of the Beyond drew near, their forces arriving right before the Aether Abyss.
Wuuu—wuuu—wuuu—
The war horns of the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains sounded, their reverberations shaking heaven and earth, carrying matchless might that made even the world barrier tremble.
“Kill!”
“Kill!”
Wave after wave of armies charged out from within the great fog, among them War Forts standing tall like towering Mystic Mountains, Chaos Energy cascading down from them.
Atop the War Forts, runes flickered, condensing into fluctuations of supreme power.
Dazzling radiance, incomparably brilliant, slashed out beam after beam of light. The stars beyond the domain shuddered and rustled, on the verge of falling, of shattering right there.
The army of the Beyond and the armies of the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains erupted into great battle at this place.
This stretch of chaotic Astral River was, moreover, countless fragmented and broken universes.
Yet because of the great battle, lightning was born anew amid the desolation and ruin, and heavenly fire was bred.
The many surrounding universes all rumbled and trembled from this terrifying momentum.
Many Dao Lineages and powers of the Beyond had dispatched armies, attempting to wage war while the Nine Great Mountains had fallen and the morale of the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains had suffered a heavy blow.
However, to the disappointment of the many Dao Lineages of the Beyond, the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains had not lost their fighting spirit because of this.
On the contrary, many of their experts, influenced by these events, cast life and death aside, fighting desperately again and again, causing considerable trouble for the many Dao Lineages of the Beyond.
Meanwhile, outside the Aether Abyss, within the Ancient Battleship of the Longevity Gu Family.
Numerous knights waited solemnly here, not joining the other forces in the assault, waiting for the Beyond’s follow-up forces to arrive.
Within the palace, Gu Changge’s figure was hazy as he sat cross-legged, Chaos Energy pervading the air. Around him, it was as if three thousand ancient worlds revolved, with infinite deities flickering in and out of sight, silver light gleaming brilliantly, immortal and indestructible.
A drop of True Blood could be seen surfacing beneath his chest, seemingly Illuminating the Skies and all worlds, spanning the long river of time, collapsing the order of heaven and earth, transforming into an ocean-like aura that he absorbed strand by strand.
A drop of unimaginable Forbidden True Blood.
Watching all of this, the Sky Deer Goddess’s expression shook greatly, and a soul-deep sense of dread involuntarily arose in her heart. She did not dare approach in the slightest.
She could feel how terrifying Gu Changge was at this moment.
That aura was profound and ice-cold, as if it could devour and destroy everything, bringing endless darkness upon all the heavens.
Moreover, this drop of unimaginable Forbidden True Blood seemed to share the same Source as Gu Changge.
Yes, that aura was the feeling of a shared Source.
Otherwise, with Gu Changge’s current strength, it would be impossible for him to even approach this drop of Forbidden True Blood.
Let alone the current Gu Changge—even the legendary Immortals would be far from sufficient before it.
What exactly was his identity?
This made the Sky Deer Goddess’s expression grow even more complicated. She dared not speculate too deeply. She had never imagined that while standing guard for Gu Changge, she would witness all of this with her own eyes.
Originally, Gu Changge asking her to stand guard meant she had gained some of his trust, which should have made her happy.
But having witnessed this scene, the Sky Deer Goddess instead felt a trace of regret. Some things were better left unknown.
Knowing more was not necessarily better.
And just as the Sky Deer Goddess’s thoughts churned in complexity, within the palace, Gu Changge’s eyes opened, and the many terrifying phenomena around him vanished.
“How long did I cultivate?”
He paid no mind to the Sky Deer Goddess’s complicated expression, rising to his feet and asking casually.
“Seven days.”
The Sky Deer Goddess answered, walking over quite naturally, picking up the outer robe placed on the bed nearby, and attending to Gu Changge as he dressed.
“It actually took seven days to stabilize.”
Gu Changge’s brows furrowed slightly, but thinking of how he had broken through to the Fifth-Order Quasi-Nirvana Realm in one fell swoop, he was at ease.
“How has the fighting between the Beyond and the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains gone these days?”
He was quite interested in the war at the Aether Abyss.
Although the Longevity Gu Family had yet to join in, many Dao Lineages and powers had long been unable to hold back, raising their armies and charging into battle.
“Both sides have had victories and defeats, but the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains have suffered crushing defeats for the most part,” the Sky Deer Goddess said with a complicated expression.
As the guardian deity of Sky Deer City, she was now actually on the side of the Beyond, reporting the current state of the war to Gu Changge.
If this matter became known to the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains, it would surely cause a terrifying sensation.
However, up until now, Gu Changge had not sent word of her situation out, instead holding it in his hand as a card to play.
The Sky Deer Goddess actually understood his intentions, but there was nothing she could do.
Now, before the Beyond’s grand army had even fully arrived, the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains were already showing signs of steady retreat.
She could even foresee the miserable state to come.
“I gave Lin Wu half a year. Tell me, can he do it within this half year?”
Gu Changge suddenly smiled. Hearing the state of the war, he was not surprised.
The Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains could not hold this Aether Abyss.
Even without the Sky Deer Goddess, the many Dao Lineages and powers could deduce and open up a stable passage.
This was also why the many armies of the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains had all descended upon this place, intending to counterattack the Beyond.
They were making a do-or-die gamble.
“Lin Wu’s will is firm, and his Dao Heart is hard to shake. His beloved is in Young Master Gu’s hands. No matter what choice he makes, he will surely take her existence into account,” the Sky Deer Goddess said, shaking her head.
“Is that so?”
Gu Changge smiled, noncommittal.
At that moment, a Gu Family expert suddenly appeared outside the palace and respectfully reported, “Young Master, the Dharma Bodies of the supreme experts of the various clans and Dao Lineages have descended. They invite you to join them to discuss the great matter of crusading against the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains.”
These supreme experts were all ancestors of the various Cults of Immortality and Supreme Dao Lineages—old antiques, living-fossil-level figures who had lived for ages, all of them at the cultivation level of True Daoists.
However, at present, they could only send over a single Dharma Body each.
Their inviting Gu Changge to deliberate together meant they no longer regarded him as a junior, but as an existence on the same level as themselves.
“Are they planning to cross over?”
Gu Changge nodded, his gaze carrying some interest, and said, “You may leave. I understand.”
Then he looked toward the Sky Deer Goddess and smiled. “Does the Goddess wish to come with me?”
“Young Master Gu may go alone. In the affairs of the Beyond, I am ultimately an outsider. It would be difficult for me to participate,” the Sky Deer Goddess said, shaking her head. Although she truly did want to hear how the Beyond planned to launch its attack,
she also understood that with her status as a prisoner, it was not appropriate.
“Aren’t you my Concubine? Since when did you become an outsider?”
Gu Changge stared at her with great interest.
The Sky Deer Goddess was taken aback at his words. Then her eyes shimmered, and she suddenly smiled sweetly, saying, “Is Young Master Gu trying to trick me? There are no outsiders here, and I am not your Concubine.”
“Unless you take my body.”
But before she could finish her words, Gu Changge had already torn open the space before him and stepped away, vanishing.
A mere Sky Deer Goddess was not worth sharing life and death with.
At this moment, within a Mysterious Space resembling a shattered universe.
One terrifying figure after another, like demon gods, stood towering, shrouded in chaotic mist that covered heaven and earth.
Terrifying auras surged within this mysterious space, oppressive enough to make one’s divine soul feel like it would shatter.
The Dharma Bodies of many supreme experts of the Beyond had gathered here, discussing many matters, quite intensely.
As their emotions fluctuated, it was like a vast ocean surging violently, making the stars tremble like dust motes.
“Before the Beyond’s grand army arrives, we should not act rashly. The Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains are likely gathering their forces as well, preparing for a full-scale counterattack,” an old-guard True Daoist said slowly. He had made his name tens of millions of years ago and held great prestige in the Beyond.
“Are we really going to just watch these ants of the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains hop about? As long as the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains remain unpacified for a single day, my heart will know no peace for a single day.”
“Why have we languished at this realm for countless years? Is it not all because of the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains?”
Another True Daoist interrupted, his expression quite cold and sinister, his entire body enveloped in a layer of ghostly light.
He came from the Ancient Myriad Clans and was the ancestor of a clan, bearing pale cyan scales.
Upon his head were two resplendent dragon horns, flowing with a terrifying world-destroying aura.
At this moment, his words carried killing intent—he had not experienced such emotional fluctuation in a million years.
“We certainly will not let the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains remain smug for long.”
“Although we cannot act personally right now, having our juniors suppress and slaughter their juniors is also a fine choice. I imagine the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains will absolutely answer the challenge—they would not dare lose face like that.”
“Now that Gu Changge has destroyed the Nine Great Mountains, this is the perfect opportunity to strike at the morale of the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains.”
One True Daoist spoke in an indifferent voice. Above his head, the Astral Rivers of the heavens trembled, undergoing tremendous changes with the shifts of his thoughts.
Clearly, he had long since made his calculations and had no intention of relaxing the assault on the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains.
His proposal instantly made the eyes of the other True Daoists narrow. Thinking of something, they revealed smiles.
And at that moment, from beyond this space, a tearing fluctuation suddenly came.
Gu Changge strode forward, appearing there, happening to hear the words they had just spoken.
“This method is quite good. And by convention, the outstanding talents of our various factions happen to still lack some tempering. Let the prodigies of the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains serve as their whetstones.”
He nodded slightly, a trace of a smile on his face, speaking in agreement.
Seeing Gu Changge’s arrival, the many True Daoists present could not help but be shaken inwardly. Had Gu Changge not torn through space and deliberately made a commotion, they absolutely would not have sensed when he had arrived.
Although they were currently only Dharma Bodies, such means truly left their hearts trembling.
Their estimations of Gu Changge’s strength likewise filled them with dread.
“That is exactly my intention. Since the old fossils of the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains fear death, those hot-blooded youngsters of theirs will surely be unable to resist. And this is also a fine way to greatly damage their will to fight.”
“The Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains have grown accustomed to peace. How could their prodigies compare to the prodigies on our side, who have fought and slaughtered all along the way?”
Since even Gu Changge had said so, the various True Daoists deliberated for a while and all felt this method was the best for the time being.
The Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains would absolutely accept.
To shrink back at this juncture would, for them, absolutely shake the morale of their armies.
“Since our true bodies cannot descend upon this place for now, the overall situation here can only be entrusted to Young Master Changge for the time being.”
“With him stepping forward, we can all rest much easier.”
Subsequently, several True Daoists nodded, speaking with slight solemnity.
“Then it is decided. I shall deliver the War Declaration to the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains right now.”
Hearing this, a strange glint flashed through Gu Changge’s eyes, and then he smiled.
Boom!
His great hand reached into this space, instantly seizing hundreds of millions of starlights. The aura of the Great Dao flowed, converging into an endlessly resplendent brush.
A single character—“War”.
As his brush fell, the character instantly broke through this space, carrying a terrifying howl that made heaven and earth tremble, flying toward Sky Deer City in the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains.
This was a word of the Great Dao, written with the rules of heaven and earth as brush and ink—every stroke containing boundless majesty.
Weng—
Very quickly, that resplendent character “War” tore through the firmament and was reflected upon the Aether Abyss.
It blew apart the sky-blotting great fog, carrying endless divine chains of rules and order, causing all Cultivators to tremble, their hearts quaking.
“This is Master’s aura...”
Deep within the battlefield, a terrifying figure was shrouded in thick mist, like an immortal war god.
The fluctuations he emitted made the firmament tremble—powerful beyond measure.
His aura alone suppressed all Cultivators into pallor, nearly unable to breathe, their souls quaking.
This was the might of a Quasi-Nirvana expert, overlooking heaven and earth—his emotions alone could trigger changes in the world.
He rarely spoke ordinarily, filled with boundless majesty.
But at this moment, sensing this aura, he could not help but reveal an expression of reverence.
In Ah Da’s hand, the surface of the Immortal-Killing Gourd was wreathed in blood light. Streak after streak of beacon smoke pierced through the firmament, swallowed up by the gourd’s mouth.
All the fallen corpses—their life essence, including their Sources, baleful qi, killing intent, blood energy, and so on—could all nourish the Immortal-Killing Gourd.
Wave after wave of Cultivators from the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains had come, and without exception, all had perished here, buried at this place.
The vast and mighty army of the Beyond halted upon the firmament outside the Aether Abyss.
Boundless as far as the eye could see, their numbers exceeding several trillion, their momentum so grand that heaven and earth changed color.
As for Cultivators below the Sacred Realm, their numbers were even greater. Their bones had dyed the great desert red—a scene of utmost cruelty.
Plains, mountains, abysses—every terrain was shaking.
The sounds of slaughter came, not very loud, yet heaven-shaking and earth-shattering, as if they would collapse the entire world. Of course, for the Immortal-Killing Gourd, this was the finest nourishing ground.
“Knowing this battle is perilous, the Cultivators of the Eight Wastelands still fear nothing. A War Declaration—so what?”
From a distant land, the voice of a True Daoist of the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains was ice-cold, his terrifying fluctuations equally dreadful, facing off from the distant outer domain.
True Daoists would not lightly engage in great battle.
But now, the many Cultivators locked in slaughter with the Beyond’s army all shuddered, many of them chilled from head to toe.
At this time, the Beyond had sent forth a character “War”—could it be they intended the final decisive battle?
Moreover, from this character “War”, they sensed a terrifying killing intent, supreme and paramount.
A single wisp of its fluctuation could make many experts explode.
Many Cultivators and living beings grew uneasy. After all, once the final decisive battle began, it would mean facing the full-scale invasion of the Beyond.
At that time, Sky Deer City would very likely be breached, the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains would fall, and everyone would die.
However, very soon, from behind the Aether Abyss, a group of old antiques appeared, examining that character “War”, and finally reached a conclusion, their expressions quite ugly.
“The Beyond intends to send out their younger generation to fight and slaughter against ours. This is a letter of challenge they have issued,” an old antique from an ancient family said, his expression very heavy.
“Does the Beyond want us to know that even their younger generation can suppress us?”
In an instant, many people realized what was happening and were greatly enraged.
The younger generation of the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains, in particular, were beside themselves with fury, wishing they could charge forward and slaughter the Beyond.
However, the older generation quickly calmed down, their faces somewhat pale, understanding that this was an open scheme of the Beyond.
Whether they accepted or not, for the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains, it would be a heavy blow either way.
The younger generation of the Beyond was clearly considerably stronger than that of the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains.
This battle would likely be very difficult—they might even have to send out prodigies from other eras.
Thereafter, the vast and mighty army of the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains began to withdraw, returning to the War Forts, hiding within the sky-blotting great fog inside the Aether Abyss.
After a round of deliberation, a supreme expert of the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains appeared, accepting the War Declaration outside the Aether Abyss, agreeing that half a month later, the two worlds would come here for a tempering battle.