I've Been Waiting Here for You All for a Long Time — Slaughtering Them All
I’ve Been Waiting Here for You All for a Long Time — Slaughtering Them All
Within Kun Mountain, thick fog billowed to the heavens, and miasma could be seen spreading everywhere, filled with all manner of chaotic auras.
There were the lingering shockwaves of battles between supreme beings, as well as auras that had never dispersed over countless years.
Even the most powerful divine sense could hardly be deployed in this place.
The members of the Ji Family followed behind Gu Changge, venturing deeper into Kun Mountain along with him.
Over these past days, they had rarely needed to act themselves; most of the time it was Gu Changge up ahead resolving every kind of danger.
Although at times Jiang Chen also assisted, steering them away from certain dangerous areas, the fact that they had arrived here without major incident was all thanks to Gu Changge.
Even Ji Chuyue, who feared Gu Changge immensely, couldn’t help but feel a sense of reassurance when she looked at that figure ahead of them.
It was as if with Gu Changge around, there was nothing to worry about at all.
This mission to rescue their Founding Ancestor, which they had regarded as fraught with peril, had become considerably easier.
All along the way, the Ji Family members were very relaxed—compared to their initial caution, they had let their guard down by who knows how much.
“Perhaps we really can rescue the Founding Ancestor.”
Ji Chuyue gazed at Gu Changge’s figure, secretly hoping in her heart.
All along the way, she had deliberately avoided Jiang Chen’s gaze and hadn’t spoken a single word to him.
In Ji Chuyue’s view, after the dungeon incident, Jiang Chen should have understood everything—given up on her, and understood that revenge was hopeless.
So there was no need for the two of them to have any further interaction. She only hoped Jiang Chen could survive, let go of his hatred toward Gu Changge, stop trying to throw an egg against a rock, and live his own peaceful life from now on.
Huuu—
However, just then, a vast expanse of Grey Fog came blowing in from who-knows-where, blotting out the sky and covering the earth.
Accompanied by a sinister cold, a bone-chilling frigidity that pierced straight into the soul.
In just an instant, the surroundings became pitch dark, shrouded in terrifying fog, and all light vanished from sight.
“What is this?”
Seeing this scene, the faces of the Ji Family members changed drastically.
The several Ancestors at the front were the first to sense something wrong—their souls trembled, and their hearts palpitated with dread.
This Grey Fog was completely different from the fog they had encountered before; it was mixed with an aura that filled them with terror and unease.
This aura was supreme and exalted, yet also world-annihilating, as if it could swallow each and every one of them whole.
At this moment, their expressions became more vigilant and apprehensive than ever before.
Some of their voices even began to tremble—after cultivating for countless years, this was the first time they had encountered such a situation.
Even the True Daoist was incomparably unsettled, let alone everyone else, whose faces turned pale as they shivered uncontrollably.
They had the feeling that countless living beings had been buried within this Grey Fog, that entire epochs had been interred within it—the terror was extreme.
Previously they had thought Kun Mountain wasn’t as dangerous as the rumors claimed, but this scene truly unsettled them, cold chills running down their backs.
“Everyone, don’t separate! Stay together! This should be one of the great perils within Kun Mountain!”
Ji Hao, the Head of the Ji Family, spoke with a heavy expression. In his hand was an ancient bronze mirror of unknown origin.
From its crystalline, translucent surface, brilliant radiance burst forth, shining in all directions, attempting to disperse the Grey Fog.
But accompanied by sizzling sounds, the bronze mirror in his hand rapidly corroded and cracked.
Soon, with a kacha, it exploded, turning into dust that scattered across the sky.
This scene caused the Ji Family members’ expressions to change even more drastically. This treasure had been obtained by the Ji Family Head in some ruins in his early years and was extremely mysterious.
In certain aspects, its might even surpassed that of a Dao Artifact.
Yet today, merely touched by a wisp of this Grey Fog, it had directly exploded—showing just how domineering and terrifying this Grey Fog was.
They didn’t dare underestimate this Grey Fog in the slightest, and many Ji Family clansmen immediately gathered together.
However, many still couldn’t make it in time—they were instantly swallowed by the Grey Fog, disappearing without even being able to let out a scream.
“What in the world is this?”
The expressions of Ji Yaoxing, Ji Chuyue, and the others also changed drastically. They had still been harboring lucky hopes, thinking this trip to Kun Mountain was far less terrifying than the legends.
But in the next moment, the appearance of this terrifying Grey Fog slapped them all hard across the face.
“Where’s Young Master Changge?”
Many Ji Family clansmen noticed the problem. The instant the great fog struck, the area ahead had been submerged.
Many of them hadn’t seen Gu Changge’s figure, which made them even more uneasy.
After all, with Gu Changge here, he gave them a great sense of security.
Now even he seemed to have been swallowed by this Grey Fog, making the Ji Family members grow increasingly anxious.
This Grey Fog was truly too domineering and bizarre—it even gave them a feeling of Miasma, as if they were about to be swallowed and buried within it.
“Young Master Changge should be fine. This Grey Fog shouldn’t last too long—it should disperse in a little while.”
Ji Hao, the Head of the Ji Family, furrowed his brows, equally uneasy in his heart, but he still comforted everyone.
“Young Master Gu’s strength is far beyond what we can imagine. If even he can’t do anything, then we can’t be of any help either. What we can do is wait here for the fog to disperse—perhaps we’ll see Young Master Gu in a little while.”
One of the Ji Family’s Ancestors spoke in a deep voice.
Above his head, a small bronze cauldron rose and fell, letting down vast chains of divine order, attempting to resist this Grey Fog.
But accompanied by the same sizzling sounds, it too rapidly disintegrated and collapsed, utterly unable to withstand it.
Such a sight made their hearts palpitate with dread, sinking them into deep unease.
“This thing doesn’t seem like it belongs to Kun Mountain—it’s more like it appeared out of thin air. I suspect someone did this deliberately.”
“It might even have been created by the vanished Gu Changge.”
Jiang Chen had been following behind Ji Chuyue and the others all along, witnessing this terrifying scene with his own eyes, equally uneasy in his heart.
But he hadn’t expected the Artifact Spirit of the Celestial Boat of Creation to explain it to him like this.
“This Grey Fog was deliberately created by someone?”
“What is Gu Changge trying to do?”
Terrifying cold sweat suddenly broke out on Jiang Chen’s back. He shuddered, his scalp going numb.
Why would Gu Changge suddenly create this Grey Fog? Was he trying to use the chaos to conceal something?
Or was he making a move against someone?
“Not good—Gu Changge must have sensed that An Xi and the others are nearby.”
Suddenly, a thought flashed through Jiang Chen’s mind like lightning, causing his face to turn pale. Unable to suppress his fear, he began looking around frantically.
But all around was nothing but vast Grey Fog—even True Daoists didn’t dare act rashly.
Even if he knew An Xi and the others were in danger, what could he do?
Meanwhile, on an icy plain not far from where Jiang Chen and the others were.
An Xi, the Young War Immortal, Niu Tian, and a group of Cultivators from the An Clan and the War Immortal Residence were hurrying along, occasionally looking up ahead to estimate the distance.
“Along the way we’ve obtained quite a few precious primal stones, and even picked several spirit herbs suspected to have been stained with Immortal King blood. This trip hasn’t been in vain.”
An Wangshan, the Grand Uncle of An Xi’s lineage and a True Daoist, stroked his beard and smiled as he conversed with the True Daoist of the War Immortal Residence beside him.
The two were on good terms. This time they had allied to enter Kun Mountain together, and helping each other along the way, they had reaped many fortuitous encounters.
This put them in quite a good mood.
“We still haven’t approached the depths of Kun Mountain. There should be plenty of good things in there. If we could obtain one or two drops of Immortal King blood, that would be a supreme fortuity for us.”
The True Daoist of the War Immortal Residence nodded with a smile. When mentioning Immortal King blood, he couldn’t hide the fervor in his eyes.
“Hm? Why has fog suddenly risen?”
Just then, An Xi, the Young War Immortal, and the others, who had been silently following behind the two True Daoists, suddenly sensed something was wrong.
A vast expanse of Grey Fog came sweeping in from nowhere, blotting out the sky, as if it could swallow the entire universe.
Everyone’s expression changed drastically as they all grew vigilant. An Wangshan and the True Daoist of the War Immortal Residence also furrowed their brows, watching this scene uneasily.
“What in the world is this?” For some reason, An Xi had an ominous premonition in her heart, cold chills rising up her back.
The snowy plain suddenly darkened. The Grey Fog devoured the heavens and swallowed the earth, like a landslide or a tsunami—even heaven and earth trembled.
Everyone heard footsteps, as if walking over from the ends of the distant world.
Yet they also seemed right before their eyes, making everyone’s hearts clench involuntarily, as if gripped by an invisible hand.
“It’s him—Gu Changge!”
“Why would he suddenly come here?”
Seeing the figure that suddenly appeared ahead, the faces of An Xi, the Young War Immortal, Niu Tian, and the others couldn’t help but change drastically.
Gu Changge stood quietly before them, his gaze calm and untroubled, his white robes whiter than snow, as if he had merged into one with heaven and earth itself.
Standing there, it was as if three thousand ancient worlds revolved around him, with countless gods and buddhas bowing in worship toward that spot.
The terrifying Grey Fog swept in from behind him, swallowing heaven and earth, as if to submerge the entire universe.
It was a heart-palpitating scene. Everyone’s hearts seemed to stop; they could hear the sound of their own blood freezing.
The expressions of An Wangshan and the True Daoist of the War Immortal Residence changed abruptly, becoming more grave than ever before—they had never imagined all of this was Gu Changge’s doing.
“He’s definitely here to silence us.”
The Young War Immortal’s bad premonition had come true, making his heart tremble with cold dread, his back covered in chill.
He had known Gu Changge wouldn’t let him off so easily.
Back in Kunwu City, with so many sects and forces present, Gu Changge couldn’t conveniently make a move against him.
But within Kun Mountain, things were different. For Gu Changge, killing him would be as simple as crushing an ant.
“Back then, it was also you who sent assassins to kill me. Today you’ve finally lost your patience.”
The Young War Immortal’s expression was ugly as he stared fixedly at Gu Changge.
Gu Changge walked toward them unhurriedly, shaking his head lightly. “I’ve been waiting here for you all for a long time.”
“Gu Changge, what exactly do you want?”
The True Daoist of the War Immortal Residence’s gaze was filled with extreme wariness. He knew full well of Gu Changge’s power—it was not something they could currently contend with.
Moreover, they had never anticipated that Gu Changge would be so bold as to come wait for them here. He definitely came with ill intent.
“An Yan, what is the meaning of this?!”
An Wangshan fixed his eyes on another figure behind Gu Changge—he simply couldn’t believe An Yan was actually accompanying Gu Changge.
“You damned girl, actually colluding with outsiders to harm your own clansmen! Aren’t you afraid your father will find out and punish you for your crimes?” An Xi’s expression was equally ugly to the extreme.
“At this point, don’t Grand Uncle Wangshan and dear sister still understand?”
“All of you will die here today. When that happens, who will ever know about any of this?”
An Yan looked at them with an extremely cold expression, saying nothing more.
“Gu Changge is here to silence us. We know the secret he needs to cover up.”
“He came here specifically to intercept and kill us.”
The Young War Immortal’s face was pale. Forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart, he roared, “Fight him! Otherwise, all of us will die here!”
He had already seen through Gu Changge’s intentions.
This terrifying fog of unknown origin could not only conceal the commotion here.
It could also cover Gu Changge’s tracks, allowing him to perfectly destroy the corpses and erase all evidence.
When the people of the An Clan and the War Immortal Residence disappeared within Kun Mountain, it would merely be an accident—no one would connect it to Gu Changge.
Gu Changge said nothing. His expression remained calm and profound throughout. Since he had come here today, it was to silence them.
“Kill!”
The many experts present attacked simultaneously, all manner of treasure techniques unleashed.
Heavenly sabers, divine swords, ancient lamps, green cauldrons... Supreme Treasures emerged one after another, their radiance brilliant, blotting out the sky, their might astonishing.
Weng—
But as Gu Changge lightly flicked a finger, the void ahead and even the firmament trembled.
A strand of pale golden Sword Qi burst forth from his hand.
Its radiance suppressed heaven and earth, causing this place to emit terrifying rumbling sounds, as if the sky were collapsing and the earth splitting, the firmament caving in.
In just an instant, the group of experts charging at him exploded—struck by the Sword Qi, they burst into mists of blood with a peng, body and soul annihilated.
Everyone was terrified to the extreme, their souls trembling, unable to muster even a thought of resistance.
This was simply too horrifying.
Gu Changge’s cultivation had long since reached an unfathomable level—killing them was easier than crushing ants.
“Kill! Fight him!”
An Wangshan’s eyes turned red as he roared in fury, his entire body seeming to ignite.
Like world-shaking thunder, like a divine furnace piercing the sky, his blood qi surged to the heavens, erupting from the crown of his head like an undying primordial divine beast, charging at Gu Changge.
As a True Daoist, his aura was truly too terrifying, like a volcanic eruption.
If this place weren’t so special, these fluctuations could absolutely shake stars millions of miles away into dust.
From another direction, the True Daoist of the War Immortal Residence also transformed into a streak of golden light, charging forward.
His speed was indescribably fast as he executed a supreme fist technique, like a War Immortal descending upon the world, invincible and unstoppable, killing toward Gu Changge.
At this moment, heaven and earth were covered by fist shadows, and even a blurry vision of the Six Paths of Reincarnation emerged, transforming into six ancient withered wells, seeking to suppress Gu Changge.
Facing the combined assault of two True Daoists, Gu Changge remained utterly calm, walking forward unhurriedly.
As this punch fell, he raised his hand and reached forward, and a universe seemed to condense and emerge.
The aura of a supreme world manifested, emitting a vast, rumbling momentum.
Within it, the stars of the heavens condensed and revolved, directly crushing and grinding away those six withered wells.
Chi!
Immediately after, Gu Changge struck out a world-suppressing strand of Sword Qi in the other direction, containing the ultimate rules of world-annihilation.
In an instant, a dark light tore through heaven and earth, transforming into a world-destroying True Dragon that charged forward in the blink of an eye.
Pu!
The sword light swept past in a flash, as if brushing past all living beings of heaven and earth, sweeping across the myriad ages, arriving to destroy the world.
“What is this?”
The True Daoist of the War Immortal Residence’s face was filled with terror, his very soul frozen, unable to move in the slightest.
All the treasures on his body, every defensive measure, utterly failed to block it—everything was pierced through.
Even in death he couldn’t close his eyes in peace. A sword light less than an inch long pierced through his glabella, leaving behind a bloody hole.
Immediately after, hundreds upon thousands of sword gleams shot outward from within his body.
Peng!
In an instant, his entire body was riddled with sword holes, then shattered into pieces in the void, leaving nothing behind—body and soul directly annihilated.
Even at the moment of death, he couldn’t even manage to bring out his own Dao Artifact; along with his soul, he seemed to have been buried within a river of unknown origin.
“This Deathbringer Sword Manual that Gu Xianer cut out actually has some remarkable qualities.”
Gu Changge nodded lightly, paying no mind to everyone’s gazes of extreme terror.
Just now he had merely tested the might of the Deathbringer Sword Manual, and it hadn’t disappointed him. In his hands, instantly slaying an ordinary True Daoist with a single sword strike posed no great problem.
“The Ancestor is dead...”
The Young War Immortal and the others were terrified to the extreme. They never imagined that in just a single exchange, their Ancestor would be slain by Gu Changge.
Such an enormous gap left them in despair.
Gu Changge walked forward calmly, raising his hand and pressing down. Amid a series of pupupu sounds, everyone coughed up blood and fell to their knees, then burst apart.
The terrifying pressure of his Physique suppressed everyone who tried to approach him until they exploded, blood spraying from their seven orifices, ghastly bloody cracks appearing on their bodies, their very spines bent under the pressure.
Dong!
The next moment, a great cyan cauldron, letting down streams of primal mother qi, smashed down from the firmament, terrifying imperial might pouring out—a single wisp of which could collapse an entire continent.
This was An Wangshan’s Dao Artifact.
As he attacked, he also brought out the Dao Artifact he had nurtured for countless years.
Witnessing the War Immortal Residence’s Ancestor being slain with his own eyes filled him with equal terror and unease, his soul trembling.
But Gu Changge merely struck forward with a single palm. Heaven and earth seemed about to fall under the pressure of this aura. The great cyan cauldron emitted a terrifying trembling hum, then was directly blasted away, fine cracks appearing across its surface.
The aftershock spread out, instantly devastating this place—all the mountain ridges collapsed, turning to ash, leaving utter devastation in every direction.
An Wangshan spat out a mouthful of blood. All his methods had been broken, and he fell directly from the sky, his Source wounded.
His Dao Artifact was connected to his mind and spirit, and it had nearly been destroyed by Gu Changge—naturally, this caused him enormous harm.
“Young Master Changge, spare my life!”
Seeing Gu Changge still walking toward him, An Wangshan despaired. Casting aside all dignity, he knelt directly down, begging for mercy incessantly.
Only when truly exchanging blows with Gu Changge did he understand just how hopeless it was—there was simply no chance to resist at all.
In the current Beyond, short of the Remnant Immortals emerging into the world, there was probably no one who could restrain Gu Changge.
The Young War Immortal, An Xi, Niu Tian, and the others were also in utter despair, their faces deathly pale, collapsing limply to the ground.
“Young Master Changge, spare my life! An Xi is willing to be your slave, your servant, to toil like an ox or horse—so long as you spare my life.”
An Xi’s face was full of terror as she knelt there begging for mercy, wanting to survive.
Her heart was filled with endless regret—why had she saved Niu Tian back then? Why had she thought to offend Gu Changge?
Pu!
However, Gu Changge’s expression didn’t change in the slightest from beginning to end. With a wave of his sleeve, terrifying pressure crushed down, and the Grey Fog surged to the heavens, swallowing everything. An Wangshan and An Xi didn’t even have time to scream before they vanished, turning to dust, dissipating into nothing.
“Gu Changge, even if you kill us, your secret will sooner or later be known to others!”
“Unless you can slaughter everyone in the entire Beyond! I already told my Shifu long ago—if anything happens to me, he is to make public the Photographic Stone I left with him. It contains the scenes I witnessed with my own eyes back then!”
Witnessing everyone being slaughtered with his own eyes, the Young War Immortal was terrified to the extreme, his hair disheveled, in a state of utter wretchedness.
Where was the Young Prodigy image he had shown to outsiders before? Now he was shouting with blustering bravado masking inner fear, desperate to survive.