Chapter 1666. The omen of the decline of all civilizations’ fortune, he is immortal

All the guests and visitors who witnessed this were stunned.

Undoubtedly, she was an extremely beautiful woman, her temperament as gentle as water, her gaze soft and captivating, as though she possessed the shimmering beauty of water—clear as clouds or the moon, like a tranquil pool.

Unlike her younger sister, Ling Yuxian, whose beauty was sharp enough to be overwhelming, her beauty was more approachable, the kind that made people feel an irresistible sense of closeness.

The Xiyuan Saintess, not far from here, had a completely different kind of beauty compared to the Yuxian Palace’s Ancestor. She was otherworldly and cold, a beauty so transcendent that it almost seemed unreal, making one wonder whether she truly existed. She was to be admired from afar, but never touched.

“Greetings, Ancestor.”

After a brief moment of stunned silence, many of the elders and disciples of Yuxian Palace respectfully bowed in the direction of the ethereal figure.

The guests and visitors were now truly seeing the true form of this mysterious Yuxian Palace Ancestor. Many were shocked by her stunning beauty, struggling to reconcile this captivating woman with the ancient sage who had once fought against the Black Calamity.

Many of the ancient existences were also taken aback by Gu Changge’s address to the Ancestor.

“Miss Yuling?”

He actually referred to such an ancient figure as “Miss”?

However, no one could clarify the origin of Gu Changge. Who knew if his existence was older than even the Ancestor of Yuxian Palace? Although he looked young, his methods and strength were indeed unfathomable and intimidating.

The several Supreme Elders confronting Gu Changge no longer engaged him in conversation when they saw Ling Yuling appear. With a cold snort, they withdrew their auras, no longer exuding their usual terrifying energy.

They prided themselves on their deep cultivation and felt no fear in facing anyone, including Gu Changge. They didn’t view him as an ordinary being to be feared.

“Esteemed Guest, I see you, Sir Gu. I was refining a secret treasure and just emerged from seclusion. I do apologize for my earlier behavior and hope you won’t take offense,” Ling Yuling said gently.

Knowing that someone of Gu Changge’s strength would certainly have noticed her watching from the side, she did not try to hide it. She directly walked down from the cliff, her elegant long gown brushing the snow-white feet beneath her. The vast expanse of light and mist around her obscured her form, making her presence seem even more ethereal and unclear.

With a warm smile, she nodded slightly in greeting.

“We greet you, Elder.”

The guests and dignitaries in the area also bowed respectfully as she walked towards them, showing great reverence. Even the Xiyuan Saintess and Xiyin, among others, did not hesitate to perform their respectful salutes, acknowledging her status as a senior.

She was a living fossil of immense significance, and even their master, Xinu, would refer to her as an equal.

The members of the Heaven-Slaying Alliance, including the Demon Emperor Di Kun and Champion Hou Chu Heng, also performed the customary bow.

Until Gu Changge signaled, none of them would act too familiar with her.

“Sister…”Ling Yuxian transformed into a divine rainbow and landed next to Ling Yuling, standing beside her.

The elders and disciples of Yuxian Palace, including the Palace Master Ling Qiuchang, also moved over and stood behind Ling Yuling.

“It’s a small matter, no need to worry about it. However, Miss Yuling, it’s rare for you to make such a grand appearance. Surely there’s something important you wish to discuss with us?” Gu Changge said with a faint smile.

His words caused many to pause in surprise, and the leaders of various Daoist factions furrowed their brows involuntarily.

It sounded like Gu Changge knew the Ancestor of Yuxian Palace? Had he known all along that the Ancestor of Yuxian Palace still existed in the various worlds?

That made sense, after all, Gu Changge had once stayed in Yuxian Palace, and during that time, he must have had some contact with the Ancestor.

This made many uneasy.

Could it be that the Ancestor of Yuxian Palace was also on Gu Changge’s side? Was this public announcement meant to assist the Heaven-Slaying Alliance?

“Sir Gu is truly clever, nothing escapes your notice,” Ling Yuling smiled slightly and replied.

If one were to observe from the vast, deep space at this moment, they would notice that the forces present had divided into three groups.

The first was the Heaven-Slaying Alliance, led by Gu Changge; the second was the leaders and Supreme Elders of various Daoist factions who had come to discuss strategies; and finally, there were the people of Yuxian Palace. The divisions were stark and clear.

“You needn’t be so formal,” Ling Yuling continued. “The reason I invited everyone here today to Yuxian Palace for this important discussion is to talk about the Xiyuan Alliance’s covenant.”

“Everyone must have noticed the current state of the Xiyuan Civilization. If no intervention is made, it’s likely that within a few years, the Xiyuan Civilization’s fortune will begin to decline. It will follow in the footsteps of the Ruanyang True Realm and the Shangyin True Realm, never to rise again…”

As she spoke, Ling Yuling slowly scanned everyone, and then led them towards the grand hall. Her voice was soft and calm, almost with a mysterious allure, causing everyone present to fall into a deep silence, quietly following her into the grand hall of Yuxian Palace.

Even beings like the Changming Daojun were moved by Ling Yuling’s words, their gazes shifting slightly as they speculated on her intentions. The existence of the Xiyuan Covenant likely held deeper motives.

Could it be, as many had previously guessed, that it was to suppress the Heaven-Slaying Alliance?

The Ancestor of Yuxian Palace didn’t seem to be on the side of the Heaven-Slaying Alliance?

Gu Changge, leading the Heaven-Slaying Alliance, walked slowly behind, seemingly unbothered, as if there were no traps to worry about.

The Xiyuan Saintess walked in front of him, her hands hidden in the wide sleeves of her robe. A veil obscured her celestial face, while her dark hair was partially tied up, with the slender, snow-white neck exposed. Strands of hair cascaded down to her waist, gently swaying with each step. She appeared cold and sacred.

Many young cultivators couldn’t help but sneak glances at her, filled with awe. It was rare to see the Xiyuan Saintess so closely, and her beauty was almost unreal—like the most flawless creation of heaven.

The grand hall was immense and spacious, an otherworldly place, as if one had stepped into an endless cosmic expanse. The stars served as seats, and the starry rivers flowed, creating a majestic atmosphere.

Countless brilliant stars moved, and one could see the world rumbling, their chaotic energy spilling out, cycling endlessly.

After Ling Yuling arrived, she gently waved her sleeve, and faint light emanated, like the stars of the heavens revealing themselves. The current situation of the Xiyuan Civilization across various regions was projected.

Among the visions, a grand river of fortune, endlessly surging, could be seen running through different star systems and time-spaces. It twisted and turned, splitting into countless branches, with the power of fortune rising like a torrent, shaking the heavens and causing fear in the hearts of onlookers.

“This is the river of fortune of my Xiyuan Civilization,” Ling Yuling said softly. “Although it still flows like it did before, the momentum is not what it once was…”

“If this continues, we may truly see the decline of our civilization.”

The eyes of the Ancestor Daoist beings who were present showed surprise, as they closely observed the vast river of fortune.

The river of fortune of the Xiyuan Civilization was ethereal and intangible, usually out of reach for ordinary cultivators. Only beings at their level could catch glimpses of its traces.

Now that Ling Yuling had used her methods to manifest the river of fortune, everyone could clearly and directly observe the changing fate of the Xiyuan Civilization.Fortune, as a concept, is elusive and hard to define, yet its existence can influence a multitude of events. The rise and fall of Daoist realms, the fortunes of cultivators, the cycles of civilizations, and even the birth and destruction of entire universes—all are influenced and affected by fortune.

Even the mightiest of civilizations, like the Xiyuan Civilization, is not immune to this force. When the river of fortune surges and flourishes, it signals the growing strength of the Xiyuan Civilization. On the other hand, when fortune begins to wither, it signifies the downfall of civilization, marking the start of its decline.

For the cultivators and beings living in the Xiyuan Civilization, this is an unbearable reality. The idea of their civilization’s fortune faltering is something they cannot accept.

At that moment, as the river of fortune began to manifest signs of exhaustion, many of those present fell into a heavy silence.

Cultivators who had achieved Dao fruits by drawing upon the fortune of the Xiyuan Civilization were particularly affected. Their achievements were tightly bound to the civilization’s fortune, and if the fortune collapsed, so too would their own Dao attainments. Their cultivation would crumble like a collapsing building.

“Such a thriving river of fortune could not have faltered on its own. It must be because of the Heaven-Slaying Alliance’s interference, disrupting the Xiyuan Civilization and shaking its foundations,” one of the Supreme Elders, who had spoken earlier, said once more, breaking the silence.

He wore a black-gold Daoist crown and a purple robe, his face solemn and his eyes deep. He glanced at Gu Changge, his hands weaving terrifying chains of divine order.

“The fortune of the Xiyuan Civilization has been showing signs of decay for a thousand years now,” he continued. “It’s not just the Xiyuan Civilization—many realms and civilizations in the vast world are experiencing similar phenomena.”

“The black mist has descended once again…”

“In the early days, the Xudan Civilization sensed the malice and the ancient omens that foretold the return of darkness.”

“And our master once said… he is… immortal.”

The Xiyuan Saintess spoke softly, her red lips parting gently as she uttered those words. Yet, when she spoke, her gaze inevitably turned towards Gu Changge, as if she were trying to read his reaction.

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