The Origin of the Eternal Overcast, Attainable Immortality
The Origin of the Eternal Overcast, Attainable Immortality
Although Jia Jiu’er looked like a girl of only fifteen or sixteen,
by the lifespan standards of the Eternal Overcast Star Race, her true age had long since exceeded a hundred years.
So Gu Changge had never treated her as an ordinary young girl.
Not to mention, she was a spy sent over by Jia Nan.
“Since you don’t want to leave, then tonight you can stand guard at the palace gates.”
Hearing this, Changge’s expression took on a trace of amusement. Then, without waiting for Jia Jiu’er to answer, he walked straight into the palace.
“Young Master Changge...”
Jia Jiu’er watched Changge’s figure disappear, the anxiety on her face no longer concealable, and she couldn’t help but call out.
Although she had been quiet and reserved since childhood, that didn’t mean she didn’t know what mattered.
This time, the Eternal Overcast was facing an unprecedented trial.
In the past, no matter how great the events that occurred, those Great Ancestors would never awaken.
This time, all six Great Ancestors had awakened and emerged together. Anyone who wasn’t a fool could guess that something momentous was about to happen in the Eternal Overcast.
Jia Nan had also emphasized the importance of the Reincarnation Platform more than once.
At a time like this, if she let Changge notice something in advance...
Then she would become a sinner of the Eternal Overcast Kingdom, and ten thousand deaths would not be enough to atone.
Right now, her heart was filled with regret. Why had she shown no resistance just now? This was bad...
But just as Jia Jiu’er gritted her teeth and was about to step into the palace,
a terrifying pressure suddenly spread out, as if a Devil Mountain stood before her, carrying sky-piercing baleful aura.
“My master has ordered that no one is to disturb his rest.”
A burly figure clad in Dark Iron Battle Armor appeared, his eyes cold and merciless as he stared at her.
Jia Jiu’er’s face turned pale, cold sweat instantly streaming down her forehead, not daring to make any rash moves.
She felt a dreadful divine sense enveloping her.
If she dared take one step forward, the burly figure before her would surely strike down without mercy, reducing her to nothing, body and soul.
This was a genuine True Daoist.
Even in the current Beyond, where True Daoists had begun to appear, such a being was enough to sweep through an entire world unrivaled,
with no enemy to be found.
Seeing this, Jia Jiu’er had no choice but to retreat step by step, not daring to provoke a True Daoist.
She had never imagined that when Gu Changge came to the Eternal Overcast, he would actually bring such a subordinate with him.
Moreover, this person showed no fear whatsoever of the Eternal Overcast aura within the Eternal Overcast.
Ah Da stood coldly at the palace gates, watching Jia Jiu’er retreat step by step, his expression not changing in the slightest, as if looking at a lowly ant.
Jia Jiu’er’s expression shifted again and again—fear, unwillingness, and regret.
In the end, she had been too pretentiously aloof. She had thought that facing a figure like Changge, she wouldn’t need to grovel, read his moods, and tread carefully like the other royal disciples.
Yet in the end, in Gu Changge’s eyes, she was no different from an ordinary ant.
I hope nothing unexpected happens tonight.
Taking a deep breath to calm herself down,
Jia Jiu’er simply stood in attendance at the palace gates. When the time came, she could only explain to her Imperial Sister.
She didn’t dare provoke Gu Changge, fearing it would bring about a fatal disaster.
With Gu Changge’s strength, if he wanted to forcibly take her away from the palace to somewhere else, it wouldn’t require any effort at all.
His doing this was nothing more than wanting to have an explanation to give Jia Nan when the time came.
Inside the palace, Gu Changge paid no heed to Jia Jiu’er’s many changes of expression.
A little girl—did she really think he would take her seriously?
Deep within the Homeland of the Eternal Overcast Kingdom, wisps of grey fog perpetually drifted.
He sat cross-legged on the bed, waves of profound light spreading from between his brows, and a palace that seemed to sit at the pinnacle of reincarnation slowly emerged.
Terrifying Principles of Dao interwove, causing the void before him to begin collapsing.
It was as if it could not contain the aura of this Spiritual Palace and was about to be crushed into ashen nothingness.
The next moment, the gates of the Spiritual Palace swung open, and a small figure with features identical to Gu Changge’s walked out,
its eyes profound and emotionless, as if all the emotions of the heavens had been extinguished within.
The little figure’s gaze was cold, exuding a chilling, terrifying aura.
Even a True Daoist who saw it would tremble in fear and prostrate themselves on the ground.
Changge looked at his own Primordial Spirit and spoke indifferently.
The little figure’s gaze remained cold and unchanged. It lifted its foot and stepped forward, instantly tearing through the space before it, its body vanishing.
The deepest part of the Eternal Overcast Kingdom was a deathly silent land shrouded in mist.
The sky and earth were gloomy and grey, permeated with an ominous aura.
Here, all light and rules seemed to have been severed. In the middle, it was as if some invisible substance separated everything, devouring it all, leaving only eternal silence, darkness, and cold.
Every wisp of mist seemed incomparably heavy, stirred by some unknown force, drifting here for countless ages.
“We have waited here for countless years. If there really is someone on the other end, why have they been so slow to come and save us?”
An extremely decayed being sat cross-legged here, his entire body looking tattered and broken,
as if different living creatures had been stitched together.
He spoke, his words flat and emotionless, his own feelings unaffected by external things.
“Bring out the Platform, light the bonfire. This is the only thing we can do now.”
Another being spoke, his eyes cold and desolate. As they turned, great stars seemed to rumble and revolve within them, emitting a terrifying might that made the surrounding rules nearly explode.
As the Six Great Ancestors of the Eternal Overcast, the time they had existed was far too long and ancient.
It could even be said, without exaggeration, that they came first, and only then did the Eternal Overcast come into being.
The origin of the Eternal Overcast was extremely mysterious.
Back when the calamity swept through the Beyond, no expert could find any trace or clue related to it.
It came suddenly, without the slightest warning, as if it had drifted down from some mysterious and unknown dimension, corroding the entire Beyond and its heavens, and thousands upon thousands of ancient worlds.
This was unfathomable and terrifying.
Even True Daoists dared not touch it.
“The Ancestral Wells are also running dry.”
“If we still cannot find that place, we too will likely fall into eternal silence.”
“What the Ancient Reincarnation Supreme Being promised us back then—I’m afraid he can no longer fulfill it.”
They murmured in low voices, gazing toward the deepest part of the Homeland, their eyes filled with worry, with reluctance,
but even more so with unwillingness and regret.
All things in the world eventually reach the end of their lifespans; even Immortals are no exception.
Yet they, relying on those three Ancestral Wells, had endured epoch after epoch, living through endless ages.
Even though their cultivation could no longer advance half a step, it did not affect their immortality in the slightest.
They had been waiting for an opportunity.
A chance to transcend or break free from this shackle. From the very birth of the Eternal Overcast until now, they had been waiting all along.
Unfortunately, they waited until the three Ancestral Wells were nearly dry, yet they still had not seen the day that the Ancient Reincarnation Supreme Being had predicted back then.
“The Stage of Reincarnation Enlightenment contains the profound mysteries of life and death. It can reverse the remaining power lingering in this world and help us ignite our final flame once more.”
“If it still cannot reflect that place, then we can only choose eternal silence.”
The Six Great Ancestors spoke, their voices calm, devoid of emotion.
Now that even they were about to fall into eternal silence, what did it matter if the entire Eternal Overcast collapsed and perished?
Back then, they had been tainted by grey fog leaking from who-knows-where, and by a twist of fate had stumbled into a strange and unfathomable land.
There, their souls and physiques underwent tens of millions of collapses and reconstructions, experiencing the most terrifying torment in this world.
Because of the peculiar nature of that strange land, even under such circumstances, they never died, always retaining their consciousness and awareness.
It was also there that they found three ancient wells—the very three Ancestral Wells of today’s Eternal Overcast.
Perhaps all the orthodoxies and powers of the Beyond could never imagine that the calamity of the Eternal Overcast, which filled everyone with dread and trembling, actually originated from three ancient wells.
Over these years, the Six Great Ancestors had tried every method imaginable to find that strange land again, to enter it once more, but without the slightest success.
That strange land represented the ominous and the great terror.
Back then, they had merely stumbled into its outermost layer, and there they had obtained near-eternal, immortal life.
Although obtaining this came at a grievous, unimaginable price.
“Why do I feel like someone is spying on us?”
At this moment, one of the Great Ancestors suddenly furrowed his brow and looked beyond the Homeland.
He felt that there seemed to be a gaze there, peering at what was happening on this side.
For them, although throughout these long ages their cultivation could not improve in the slightest,
the spiritual power they had continuously accumulated and honed was so vast and boundless that it was simply unimaginable.
Even facing a true Celestial Realm being, they would not fear in the slightest.
“Someone came to our Homeland.”
The other Great Ancestors also spoke, their gazes instantly becoming extremely profound.
Vast divine power swept out, like a heavenly palace universe pressing down, suppressing the Principles of Dao one after another until they exploded.
The entire Homeland was splitting apart, the commotion shaking the heavens, mist surging skyward.
Their senses were so keen that they could almost be certain someone had appeared there just now. This could not possibly be their illusion.
But now that presence had long since vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.
“It seems that junior, in the end, has grown somewhat restless.”
One Great Ancestor spoke, his voice cold and emotionless.
“Since he has come here, he must have grown suspicious of our Eternal Overcast. The matter of forging the Reincarnation Platform is of great importance. Let him be for now.”
“If the forging of the Platform fails, then he will also find it hard to escape this place and will perish into silence together with us.”
“There is no need to concern ourselves further.”
The other Great Ancestors also slowly settled back into silence, not continuing to act.
In terms of cultivation alone, they could at most reach the level of True Daoists—not even comparable to Remnant Immortals.
But in the domains of spiritual power and the Principles of Dao, they dared to assert that even if all the foundations of every orthodoxy and power in the Beyond were brought forth together, no one could compare to them.
So although Gu Changge’s strength was terrifying, they did not take it to heart, confident they could easily suppress him.
After all, there were six of them in total, and behind them stood the three Ancestral Wells, which could wash away all decay and grant them eternal, indestructible life.