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Nine Ao ➡️ Jiu'ao
Vast Void True World ➡️ Kun Xu True World
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In terror, Jiu'ao Ancestral God wanted to flee and dodge, but that terrifying force directly crushed down, like a mighty mountain, suppressing him firmly in place.
His nine wings flapped in unison, stirring up a terrifying storm of the Great Dao, yet that large hand continued to descend, as if the heavens and earth had burst their banks, annihilating all beings, carrying the momentum to destroy everything, seemingly about to punch through this place.
Before such terrifying power of heaven and earth, everything was useless.
Jiu'ao Ancestral God's resistance was futile, his escape was useless, and at this moment, he couldn't even move.
Space and time were collapsing; around him, one annihilating black hole after another appeared.
That large hand reached down from an unknown latitude behind the moon wheel, grasping directly at Jiu'ao Ancestral God with utter simplicity and brutality.
In comparison, the terrifying figure of Jiu'ao Ancestral God, which seemed too vast for even all the worlds to contain, now felt illusory and fragile under this large hand, constantly being squeezed, shrinking, and withering.
His eyes were filled with terror, his nine wings moving together, stirring up world-ending power.
Thick, sturdy storms of Great Dao order converged there, surging toward the large hand in an attempt to break free and resist.
However, no matter what he did, it was all futile and powerless.
Before that large hand, the torrential, majestic force crushed down, and any resistance was as fragile as foam.
"No…"
Jiu'ao Ancestral God could hardly believe it, finally letting out a desperate, unwilling roar, unable to believe what was happening before him.
He had fully inherited the Divine Authority of the previous generation's Jiu'ao Divine Being and had reached an even higher level, overlooking the entire Divine Dao system. How could he fall here now?
He was an Ancestral God! Not some lowly ant.
Pfft!
Boundless light burst forth, and countless strands of blood energy sprayed out, turning into a terrifying cloud of blood mist.
Deep in the sky, that large hand clenched unhurriedly, like the palm of the heavens, grasping Jiu'ao Ancestral God in its grip, then slowly tightening. Blood trickled between the fingers.
Everyone heard the crushing sound of bones breaking, as well as the sounds of one Divine Kingdom after another being crushed and collapsing.
In that place, blood mist exploded, creating a hazy aura. The blood light that sprayed out even obscured the sky, dyeing even the moon wheel a shade of red.
This scene was extremely horrifying and terrifying; the entire Sea of Time and Space seemed frozen by the chill.
All the Ancestral Gods present changed expression drastically, unable to help but quickly retreat backwards to dodge that terrifying large hand.
They were chilled and frightened, their backs cold. The two other Ancestral Gods who had tried to snatch that part of the origin just now turned even paler, filled with fear and lingering dread.
Between those bloody fingers, they could no longer sense any life aura from Jiu'ao Ancestral God.
He had died so silently and abruptly, his Divine Authority seemingly completely obliterated and shattered. From then on, an Ancestral God had vanished from the worlds.
Above the moon wheel, the light grew dimmer. That terrifying large hand, after seizing Jiu'ao Ancestral God, slowly withdrew, silent and still.
Yet the torrential, majestic power it carried still crushed the entire space-time, making it creak and groan like a piece of tattered paper that could be torn apart with a little more force.
This place was dead silent. The surviving Ancestral Gods were all filled with fear, their backs covered in cold air.
"No matter how you look at it, Jiu'ao Ancestral God was an existence who inherited the Divine Authority, with strength not inferior to ours. How could he have perished so easily?"
Chu Wu Ancestral God's eyes held fear and disbelief. Having lived for countless ages, this was the first time they felt such a terror of life being as insignificant as an ant's.
In a true life-and-death battle, they could not confidently claim to definitely defeat Jiu'ao Ancestral God.
Yet in that instant, Jiu'ao Ancestral God had perished, annihilated and vanished in the complete sense.
In the current Vast Expanse, was there still such a terrifying figure? Such strength must far surpass that of the Ancestral Gods; it could not be obscure and nameless.
Taisu Ancestral God's expression was also solemn and wary, staring fixedly at that large hand about to disappear.
So this was the one fishing behind the scenes? Truly terrifying and boundless. No wonder Taixuan Ancestral God had cut off her own arm to escape back then.
"In the true sense, we Ancestral Gods, powerful as we are, are no different from fish and shrimp in a ditch before such an existence."
"Fortunately, only one hand descended. If the true body had descended, it's unimaginable what would have happened…"
Her peripheral vision suddenly noticed Taixuan Ancestral God. Although she was also shaken and surprised, she was clearly much calmer than the others, as if she had long expected this.
Moreover, Taisu Ancestral God even saw a hint of mocking, cold smile at the corner of her lips, flashing and disappearing.
"Could all of this have been intentional on Taixuan Ancestral God's part, deliberately luring that one fishing behind the scenes to use their hand to eliminate her enemies?"
"Did she know the outcome would be this way? The reason she dared to appear was also because she had long anticipated what would happen. What a terrifying mind. With the slightest misstep, she would have truly been obliterated in body and spirit."
Taisu Ancestral God frowned, a chill rising in her heart as she considered this possibility.
This place was located in the Sea of Time and Space at an unknown latitude, with chaotic coordinates. No matter how terrifyingly powerful the one fishing behind the scenes was, they could not descend in true form immediately. Sensing the movement of the fishing hook, they crossed endless time and space along the fluctuations of cause and effect, reaching out a large hand. That alone was enough to prove their terrifying might.
Of course, such a method also required a medium — the fishing line, condensed from cause and effect. If the line was not disturbed, it would not attract attention.
And Taixuan Ancestral God, as the only existence who had crossed hands with that being, surely knew its strength. So from the beginning, she might have been waiting for that one fishing behind the scenes to act.
To use their hand to eliminate Jiu'ao Ancestral God and other enemies?
Had she deliberately let Jiu'ao Ancestral God snatch that part of the origin, thereby disturbing the fishing line?
Suddenly understanding this, Taisu Ancestral God's expression grew even uglier.
It had to be said that Taixuan Ancestral God, as one of the longest-surviving Ancestral Gods to date, possessed a mind and methods far more terrifying than they had imagined.
And while the Ancestral Gods here were still trembling and horrified by the scene just now, Taixuan Ancestral God, who had long retreated far away, suddenly disappeared from her spot.
Like a faint, ethereal shadow, she appeared beneath the fishing hook in an instant. Under her wide, empty sleeve, a crystalline radiance filled the space, brilliantly sparkling like rain, extremely bright and dazzling.
At the same time, the "bait" hanging on the fishing hook also emitted a brilliant light, as if triggered. Then, surging divine power burst forth, instantly breaking free from the hook and flying back into Taixuan Ancestral God's empty sleeve, reattaching itself.
Her jade arm was crystalline and delicate, her five fingers slender and fair, exuding a faint fragrance, rich with divine substance, like a bright moon wrapped in rosy clouds.
"My arm — is it worthy of you to snatch?"
She moved her recovered arm, her brow indifferent as she swept her gaze over the Ancestral Gods here. Her voice was cold, filled with a sharpness that looked down upon all beings with contempt.
Taisu Ancestral God felt admiration in her heart, unable to help but feel a sense of respect. After witnessing Jiu'ao Ancestral God's fall with her own eyes, only Taixuan Ancestral God still had the courage to fight for that part of the origin. The other Ancestral Gods were cowed and dared not act rashly.
Such boldness and meticulousness — even while severely wounded, she was far beyond their ability to handle.
The other Ancestral Gods also fell silent and shut their mouths. How could they have known that the one fishing behind the scenes would be so terrifyingly powerful?
Had they known this would happen, they would never have taken the risk.
"What happened today, I will find you all one by one and settle accounts in the future," Taixuan Ancestral God said coldly.
With that, a void appeared behind her, and her figure quickly faded into it, soon disappearing, far away from this place.
The other Ancestral Gods had ugly expressions. Today, they had tried to steal a chicken only to lose the rice. Once Taixuan Ancestral God recovered, she would surely come looking for trouble with them.
When she had fought with Jiu'ao Ancestral God just now, she had definitely not used her full strength — after all, she had managed to retreat unharmed (save for one arm) from that terrifying existence.
And Jiu'ao Ancestral God could not even withstand a single hand from that being, easily crushed to death.
The difference in strength was evident at a glance.
"Just which existence in the current Vast Expanse possesses such terrifying power?" A shadow fell over the hearts of the Ancestral Gods. They did not dare linger here either, worried that the one fishing behind the scenes, after discovering they had caught the wrong fish, would descend again.
If that happened, they might follow in Jiu'ao Ancestral God's footsteps.
Soon, Taisu Ancestral God, Chu Wu Ancestral God, and the other Ancestral Gods also quickly disappeared, leaving this Sea of Time and Space, severing and erasing any traces or karmic connections they had left behind.
The Sea of Time and Space returned to calm. From time to time, waves surged, sparkling and vast. The moon wheel remained, only stained with some blood.
And not long after the Ancestral Gods left, those Divine Beings who had been in hiding also appeared, transforming into streams of light, chasing and searching for the scattered divine blood and shattered fragments of Divine Authority.
From the beginning, there had been quite a few Divine Beings hiding in the shadows, closely watching everything.
But they were all deeply aware of their own limitations, unable to intervene in a battle at the Ancestral God level, let alone fight for that part of the Ancestral God's origin.
They only hoped to fish in troubled waters during the chaotic battle — even obtaining some remnants would be a tremendous boon.
But who could have imagined witnessing such a scene? An Ancestral God, nearly invincible in their eyes, was crushed to death by a large hand that crossed time and space, blood splashing across the sky, dyeing this Sea of Time and Space red.
This scene was too terrifying and shocking, nearly freezing their divine flames, their Divine Authorities almost shattering from fright.
Fortunately, whether for the Ancestral Gods or the one fishing behind the scenes, they were all insignificant little shrimp — no one cared about them.
So now they had the chance to fish in troubled waters, fighting over the remaining fragments of Divine Authority after Jiu'ao Ancestral God's fall.
They could no longer imagine how great a storm and uproar this would cause in the various Divine Kingdom universes.
"Just as you thought, did you manage to outsmart me?"
Meanwhile, the pond surface shattered, mist swirled, and Gu Changge casually retrieved his fishing line. Looking at the shattered mass of golden, hazy light in his hand, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
If his thoughts were so easily guessed, why would he have set up this scheme?
Taixuan Ancestral God thought he was using this bait to lure her out while also forcing her many enemies to act against her.
So she had gone along with the flow, deliberately using this trick, taking advantage of Gu Changge's hand to kill her enemies and retrieve her arm in the chaos, then retreating in triumph.
But Gu Changge's intention from the very beginning had been to return her arm to her in a logical and natural manner.
"It seems I no longer need to devote any more energy to the Divine Dao Civilization side. The Alliance of Righteous Unity should be losing patience soon as well…"
Gu Changge casually tossed that mass of origin into the teapot, pondering another important matter.
The Heavenly Faction and the Eight Follower Tribes were now gradually appearing in the world. Next, these two factions that inherited the legacy of the Heavenly Faction would surely erupt into an internal struggle for dominance.
The Eight Follower Tribes would not allow the Heavenly Faction to dominate unchecked. Especially now that the Heavenly Faction had already reached a peaceful covenant with the Alliance of Righteous Unity and begun gathering the nurturing origin for the Grand Sacrificial Ritual.
Under these circumstances, the Eight Follower Tribes had to find a way to curb the Heavenly Faction's growth. Otherwise, by the time the Heavenly Faction truly bared its fangs, it would be too late.
After the Heaven's Proxy Organization collapsed and split, it became two factions: the Heavenly Faction and the Eight Follower Tribes.
But whether it was the Heavenly Faction or the Eight Follower Tribes, internally, things were not always stable and peaceful. Open strife and veiled contention, scheming and intrigue, had never been absent.
Even with the emergence of the Dark Beings this time, differing voices and opinions had appeared within the Heavenly Faction.
"If there is no internal conflict and war between the Eight Follower Tribes and the Heavenly Faction, and they check each other, the big fish hiding behind the scenes probably won't easily appear. The current Vast Expanse is still not chaotic enough." Gu Changge's brows furrowed slightly.
Back when Old Man Cold Crow and the others had come to find him, he had deliberately revealed his identity — precisely for this day.
He knew that his identity would become known to the Heavenly Decline Faction and the Lesser Yin Faction behind Old Man Cold Crow and the others, but he wanted to use this to set up a grand scheme.
Gu Changge wanted certain people to know that he had "revived," and that for some unknown reason, he could not yet openly announce his identity to the worlds.
"It's about time to give all living beings in the worlds a sense of urgency. The Land of the Dark Source should also reappear in the world…"
Gu Changge raised his eyes, his expression profound, looking into the void before him, as if penetrating through endless time and space universes, landing on an empty, vast, and desolate cold land.
That place was shrouded year-round in dense dark mist — cold, deep, devoid of any life. Everywhere were broken cosmic fragments and space-time rifts. Any order of heaven and earth withered and fell there.
Lifeless and gloomy, darkness covered everything. The land was full of ravines and chasms, from which gushed dark mist. Strand by strand, it continuously seeped out from those space-time rifts, as if contaminating the worlds, intending to defile all realms and universes.
All the dark substance in the worlds seemed to flow and diffuse from here. This was the source of darkness, seemingly unchanged since time immemorial.
The sky was overcast and dark, without a trace of life. Baleful and eerie auras lingered. Throughout endless ages, almost no living being had ever set foot here.
And deep within this blighted land, the birthplace of darkness —
A long-dried, withered World Tree stood. Its branches, which could have propped open all worlds and universes, had long died.
Those leaves had not yet fallen, but they were already yellowed and lifeless, incapable of giving birth to any world, covered in traces of dark erosion.
Countless ancient symbols were written upon this World Tree, still radiating terrifying power to this day, but many places had dimmed, obliterated, no longer clear.
One thick, boundless chain after another, forged from various extremely rare Primordial Chaos Metals, coiled around as if encircling the tree, tightly binding this World Tree, as if to eternally seal it here as the formation's eye, sealing something away.
At the base of this World Tree, tangled and knotted roots sprawled like countless aged and dead true dragons, forming a dense network of root systems.
Thick dark substance continuously gushed forth like a volcano from the gaps among them, forming a pitch-black, deep black river.
This land, perpetually silent and cold, suddenly produced sounds on this day — rumbling and humming, as if some terrifying force was about to break through the seal and charge out. Endless dark substance boiled, constantly erupting, like a dark tide about to submerge and wash away the sky.
On that withered World Tree, countless Great Dao symbols manifested, brilliant and dazzling, as if one sun after another were being ignited to illuminate and expel the darkness.
Clatter clatter!
The dead leaves kept colliding, as if one world after another was crashing together. This was a sound that sent chills through all the worlds — absolutely apocalyptic and spirit-destroying.
In the four directions of the dim sky, six hazy halos of light appeared, already very faint and indistinct. One Great Dao rune after another emerged and rushed out from within them, turning into torrential power, as if trying to suppress the constantly shaking and quaking World Tree, preventing the sealed existence below from breaking out.
Those six hazy halos of light were shrouded in chaotic aura, vaguely revealing the phantoms of six different weapons — an ancient mirror, a portal, a pool, a coffin, a wheel disk, and a Dao book.
But clearly, these six weapons were only phantoms, not physical objects, continuously fading and dimming, the residual power being worn away.
On this day, throughout the Vast Expanse's myriad worlds, countless time and space, universes, and Great Thousand Worlds, countless living beings saw this scene: the sky seemed to become transparent, reflecting within it a mysterious, unknown, cold, and vast dark land.