The Will of Heaven Strikes Down, Beginning to Leave Traces
The Will of Heaven Strikes Down, Beginning to Leave Traces
Considering that changing the entire ancient history would affect the River of Time that followed, and even the later eras,
Changge was very cautious. Even though he had already devised a plan in his heart, he did not put it into action.
What he still lacked now were witnesses, and the corresponding means of dissemination.
Otherwise, after all his arrangements, the legend he left behind would have no one to witness it, no one to know of it. Such a legend could not be verified, and naturally could not make the later generations believe it.
For a so-called descent of a divine miracle, there naturally needed to be witnesses.
Changge walked along through this universe, passing through continent after continent, traversing many desolate and deathly silent lands.
After the Dark Gap appeared in this universe, although the environment of heaven and earth had changed slightly,
the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the Life-Extending Matter were extremely dense, very suitable for Cultivators’ cultivation.
Many Mystic Mountains and ancient peaks were tall, vast and boundless. Some ancient trees reached up to scrape the sky and strike the sun, having survived for millions of years, older even than the lifespans of Cultivators.
Of course, after the Dark Gap, the number of Cultivators had sharply dwindled.
Even Changge could not find many traces of Cultivators. Instead, there were numerous ferocious beasts, their intelligence low, only able to simply distinguish fortune from misfortune.
After the Dark Gap, impacted by the aura of that time, those ferocious beasts of terrifying power—
these savage beasts had frightening blood qi, but their cultivation was extremely low. Their long lifespans had allowed vast amounts of spiritual energy of heaven and earth to accumulate within their bodies.
With their unenlightened intelligence, they naturally could not cultivate using this spiritual energy. In this era, there were basically no Cultivators left.
“It seems it will still take a long time for them to evolve... or I could leave behind cultivation methods.”
Changge frowned, but still abandoned this plan.
According to the normal trajectory of time, the enlightenment of these savage beasts would require a long period.
If he enlightened them prematurely, it might cause unimaginable consequences.
After all, what he wanted to do was merely leave behind a legend in this era, to the greatest extent—
otherwise, with Changge’s current cultivation, he absolutely could not withstand that kind of terrifying backlash. If the karma of the entire ancient history descended upon him, even the Celestial Boat of Creation would shatter.
Unless he chose to remain in this era.
Thinking of it this way, the best method was still to first find a suitable ancient life star,
and find the very first Cultivators.
He walked along star after star of life, his divine sense sweeping across, shaking the entire universe.
Even though suppressed by the World’s Will, affected by the karma of reversing the River of Time, able to exert less than one-tenth of his power,
his strength still far surpassed that of an ordinary True Daoist.
The Cultivators of this current era could not possibly be very powerful. During the Dark Gap, the true experts had already been annihilated.
The Cultivators who survived now were either survivors of that time, or those who had come through by—
“Hm? Such dense life aura?”
“There are definitely Cultivators there, and even traces of a Dao lineage inheritance.”
Suddenly, Gu Changge noticed a star region not far away.
Judging from its aura, that star region was extremely ancient, pervaded by a sense of vicissitude and vastness.
Many ancient life stars dotted it, enormous beyond measure, gently rotating, their life aura incomparably dense, blue and boundless.
He hurried over quickly, his figure flashing across the starry sky before him in an instant, intending to descend toward that star region.
For Gu Changge, as long as he could find a life star with Cultivators on it, that was enough.
His requirements were not high.
A terrifying aura surged downward, and blazing light rushed skyward, enveloping the entire star.
All living beings with intelligence, at this moment, felt this dreadful fluctuation, trembling from the depths of their souls, kneeling prostrate on the ground.
And within the stars ahead, in a bamboo forest shrouded in dense immortal mist,
many ancient Cultivators also immediately sensed that fluctuation.
On everyone’s faces appeared deep shock and horror.
“How could such an aura appear in this current era?”
Within this bamboo forest shrouded in immortal mist, there existed many living beings that had gone extinct in later generations.
There were qilin cubs, White Tiger cubs, and a little Celestial Phoenix spreading its wings and soaring. Many immortal fungi and sacred medicines also grew among the cliffs and mountains, with no one going to pick them.
But what drew the most attention was still deep within the bamboo forest—
a bamboo house built amidst the boundless sea of clouds.
Within it sat a white-haired old man, cross-legged, his figure incomparably hunched,
as if he were about to be buried in the earth, his eyes murky and clouded.
Around the bamboo house sat many Cultivators cross-legged, and some ferocious beasts with intelligence also lay quietly there, as if listening to the white-haired old man expound on the principles of cultivation.
“Grandfather Cang, what exactly is this aura? It’s too terrifying.”
“Didn’t you say that after the Era of the Great Annihilation, there were no more supreme experts left in this world? That aura just now is exactly like the supreme experts recorded in the ancient texts.”
A young child with divine light swirling within his body raised his head and asked the white-haired old man before him, his face full of curiosity.
“This kind of aura is too frightening, as if it could easily destroy our entire star.”
A young man, carrying a sword on his back, also asked in shock, respectfully inquiring of the old man before him.
In the distance, the little Celestial Phoenix flapped its wings and flew over, its whole body flickering with spiritual light, transforming into a beautiful young maiden dressed in feathered robes.
She landed before the white-haired old man, her voice very clear and crisp.
“Grandfather Cang, do you think it could be that a supreme expert who didn’t perish in the Era of the Great Annihilation is still alive in this world?”
The old man called Grandfather Cang, hearing this, his gaze suddenly became somewhat reminiscent. He coughed a few times before shaking his head. “Impossible. The Era of the Great Annihilation already struck down all the supreme experts. Not even great masters could have appeared.”
“That aura just now perhaps came from the Outer Territory.”
As a survivor of the Era of the Great Annihilation—that is, the Dark Gap—he naturally knew the secrets of that period of ancient history very well.
Whether immortals or True Daoists, all were mercilessly struck down by the Will of Heaven.
“If it really came from the Outer Territory...”
“Then would he know the reason the Era of the Great Annihilation happened? But if he truly is a legendary supreme expert, he probably wouldn’t pay any attention to ants like us.”
Many Cultivators in the bamboo forest were discussing among themselves, their gazes looking toward the place where that blazing light had just disappeared.
“Grandfather Cang, I want to go to that place and take a look. I want to see what the supreme experts recorded in the ancient texts are really like.”
The crisp voice came from the mouth of the feather-robed maiden transformed from the Celestial Phoenix. She was very resolute, her eyes clear and bright, flickering with a strange brilliance.
“Then go and take a look. By all reason, an expert like that shouldn’t pay you any mind, little Celestial Phoenix. If this were the ancient eras of the past, you might well have been captured by someone. But now, even though your bloodline is very powerful, cultivation is incomparably difficult, and there are no methods...”
The white-haired old man shook his head and sighed, feeling great regret over this.
The severing of cultivation methods was not only because of the fall of the supreme experts and the loss of Dao lineage inheritances.
Even for some races with powerful bloodlines, the inherited cultivation methods engraved in their bloodlines and souls were also struck away by the Will of Heaven.
How could they continue cultivating along the path walked by the Progenitors?
They could only wait for the suppression of this world’s Will of Heaven to disperse before they could perhaps find the true method to break the deadlock.