Chapter 1715. The Alliance Leader Makes His Move, Agreeing to Meet You All

Boom!

That palm strike plunged into the boundless darkness. A terrifying explosion rang out as dreadful black energy boiled like an endless tidal wave, surging and rolling back towards the high heavens, as if to cleanse the entire universe.

However, in the very next moment, it was as though the storm within the depths of the Imperial Immortal Palace suddenly ceased. All fluctuations and disturbances rapidly dissipated.

The blood-red passage that pierced heaven and earth twisted and blurred, then shattered into pieces, vanishing like wisps of green smoke in an instant.

The altar that was on the verge of fully solidifying was struck by that palm as well—bang!—it exploded, instantly breaking apart into countless fragments scattered through the air.

On the other side of the blood-red passage, it seemed that some terrifying being was attempting to descend. Yet because the passage collapsed and faded, it let out a heaven-shaking roar of fury, filled with boundless rage.

It stretched out two horrifying giant hands, skeletal white bones exposed, covered with all kinds of grotesque and terrifying corpses, as though it wanted to tear apart the other dimensional space-time and forcefully descend into this world.

The pitch-black sky itself seemed unable to contain it anymore.

That dreadful being—merely a single shadow of it—filled the entire firmament. Even the stars before it appeared as insignificant as dust.

Most chilling of all was that atop its head rested an ancient, decayed chariot. The chariot was extremely vague and indistinct, shrouded in mist, exuding an aura of eternal, primordial desolation.

Behind the hanging beaded curtain, there seemed to be a figure seated upright, clad in a silver ceremonial priestly robe. It was precisely this figure that sought to descend into the Xiyuan Civilization through the altar to carry out the grand sacrifice.

But now, with the guiding passage destroyed and the altar shattered by a single palm strike, that blurred figure also began to twist rapidly.

The surrounding space-time region collapsed and distorted like a black hole, then continuously shrank and was gradually swallowed up.

From behind the beaded curtain, a gaze of disbelief seemed to fall upon the scene, but it was swiftly consumed by the collapsing space-time fissure, gradually disappearing into the distant, unknown depths of another dimension.

“The Priest has been stopped…”

“The grand sacrificial ritual has been interrupted. He cannot continue descending to this side.”

From within the depths of darkness, countless dark beings witnessed this scene and erupted into furious, incredulous roars and cries.

No one had expected the ritual welcoming the Priest’s descent to be intercepted and cut off, with both the passage and the altar shattered.

“This…”

Wu Yang abruptly rose to his feet from the darkness. Beneath his Nether Iron mask, his face was filled with shock and disbelief. In his deep, strange green eyes surged profound terror and astonishment.

“How is this possible…?”

He lifted his gaze, as if trying to discern the region from which that palm strike had descended. Yet aside from deep dread and fear, there was nothing else in his heart.

Although that palm strike had not been directed at him, he still felt an overwhelming sensation—as though he were on the verge of collapsing, exploding, and perishing beneath it.

This kind of incomprehensible trembling fear seemed innate, rooted deep within the very core of his soul.

With a mere gesture, the other party could annihilate him instantly. That power was vast beyond measure, boundless and all-pervading, transcending techniques and spells, order and Dao laws—impossible to describe with words.

The last time he had felt such an aura was when he had once, from afar, witnessed the High Priest take action to punish those who dared show disrespect towards the Lord. And even then, it had not been as direct or as deeply felt as this moment.

Wu Yang even had the illusion that the other party only intended to destroy the altar and the guiding passage, not to annihilate them all. Otherwise, that palm could easily have changed direction and suppressed every single one of them on the spot.

“Who was it that just struck?”

“As expected of the Xiyuan Civilization, a land protected by a first-generation civilization supreme treasure. The Heavenly Hosts never provoke it lightly—it seems there truly is a reason.”

“Could it be that mysterious master of the Heaven-Slaying Alliance?”

Fear surged wave after wave within Wu Yang. This was an emotion he had not felt for countless ages.

“To think that even the grand sacrificial ritual was interrupted…”

At that moment, countless dark beings were also shaken to their very core. Having witnessed that palm strike descend, stirring boundless black energy and destroying heaven and earth, they had truly sensed the aura of death.

They never imagined that even a being like the Priest could be blocked, that even the descending passage could be smashed apart by a single palm. To them, this was an earth-shattering, world-overturning event.

In the eyes of ordinary dark beings, the Priests were already supreme, possessing unfathomable power. They were favored by the Dark Origin, walking the world on behalf of darkness—its most devout believers—once sheltered by the Lord Himself, with true souls that were immortal and indestructible.

After the brief uproar and chaos, the once sky-filling dark energy rapidly receded. The rolling black fog that had spread towards distant star regions withdrew like a tide, and the dense, endless masses of dark beings retreated simultaneously towards the Sea of Chaotic Space-Time.

A vast number of dark beings vanished into it, choosing to withdraw. What had just occurred was simply too shocking and inconceivable, instilling fear and trembling in every dark being.

They had believed they could welcome the Priest’s descent and initiate the grand sacrifice, yet halfway through, the guiding passage was destroyed by a single palm, and even the carefully constructed altar was shattered.

In the short term, holding another summoning ritual and reconstructing the altar was utterly impossible.

“The dark beings have retreated…”

The beings of all races and lineages, who had been utterly shaken and terrified just moments earlier, stood stunned for a moment before erupting into earth-shaking cheers.

The powerful figures of all races guarding the formation barriers were likewise trembling with shock. They had already prepared themselves for a bloody battle with the dark beings, yet never expected that a single palm would destroy the guiding passage and shatter the altar intended for the grand sacrifice, forcing the enemy to retreat.

“The direction from which that palm descended…”

“There’s no mistake. It was the Alliance Leader who took action.”

At that moment, within a void invisible to the various races stationed at the Imperial Immortal Palace—More than a dozen Dao-realm existences sat cross-legged there. Their figures were hazy and indistinct, with fragments of space-time interwoven around them, their auras incomparably formidable.

Various terrifying Dao artifacts floated around them—charts, furnaces, divine cauldrons, heavenly swords…

They had all prepared to fight the dark beings to the death, yet never imagined such a dramatic turn of events.

The dark beings had been intimidated and suppressed, retreating rapidly and withdrawing from the depths of the Imperial Immortal Palace.

“The Alliance Leader’s strength is still unfathomable.”

“With him guarding the Xiyuan Civilization, what is there for us to fear from the dark beings?”

“For a long time to come, the dark beings likely won’t dare to come again…”

Witnessing this scene firsthand, the Dao-realm existences finally let out long sighs of relief, smiles appearing on their faces in unison.

Across the Xiyuan Civilization, thunderous cheers erupted everywhere.

Countless beings and cultivators who had been trembling in despair moments earlier now frantically and fervently prostrated themselves towards the territory of the Heaven-Slaying Alliance, kowtowing in worship.

“What was that just now?”

Aboard the cloud vessel racing through the cosmic tunnel after breaking through the boundary barriers, everyone on the Floating Continent stood frozen in shock.

Zhu Xuan’s eyes were wide open, filled with awe and trembling, still unable to recover from the world-shaking scene he had just witnessed.

“The Alliance Leader made his move.”

Ling Yuling’s voice rang out. Her figure descended from the void, the few pieces of battle armor that had previously manifested now retracted. She had already prepared to act herself, but never expected Gu Changge to intervene so suddenly.

Since he had already taken action, it meant the matter no longer required her concern. At least for the time being, those dark beings would not dare to set foot in the Xiyuan Civilization again.

“So… so powerful…”

Only then did the people of the Floating Continent react. Nearly everyone’s eyes were filled with deep admiration and shock. Although they had not yet seen the Alliance Leader in person, they could already imagine how vast, lofty, and unfathomable his existence must be.

That single palm strike alone had given them a sense of power impossible to describe with words.

“If such a powerful being had been guarding the Floating Continent back then, why would we have needed to wander homeless, forced to flee our homeland…”

“The Qing Fairy wouldn’t have…”

As many people thought of this, their expressions quickly dimmed.

“Just how strong is the Alliance Leader?”

After coming back to his senses, Zhu Xuan’s face was filled with admiration and reverence, his eyes brimming with undisguised longing. If he possessed such power, he could protect the people before him and avenge his former family and his master, Qing Fairy.

Seeing their reactions, Ling Yuling couldn’t help but smile slightly.

She shook her head gently and said, “His strength is very, very great. As long as he remains in the Xiyuan Civilization, you need not worry about dark beings attacking—provided he is willing to act.”

Upon hearing this, Zhu Xuan and the others grew even more curious about the Heaven-Slaying Alliance Leader, shrouded in endless mystery.

Even Ling Yuling, once an ally of the Saint Ancestor, spoke of him with such heartfelt conviction.

Did that not mean the Alliance Leader’s strength far surpassed even the Saint Ancestor at his peak?

“A… A-Li…”

Not far away, the snow-white True Hou, which had been dozing beside a fake mountain, suddenly bristled as if its fur had exploded. Its bell-like eyes were wide open, its tail clamped tightly between its hind legs, its voice trembling slightly.

“This… this is impossible!”

Ah Li, who had been leaning against a pavilion and dozing off, now stood frozen like a clay statue.

She wanted to raise her hand to steady the bamboo hat on her head, but failed several times—because she hadn’t even noticed that her own hand was trembling.

“W-We didn’t see wrong, did we? The altar was actually destroyed like that…”

“Maybe we should stay in the Imperial Immortal Palace and not follow them. That Heaven-Slaying Alliance Leader… he’s a bit too eerie and frightening.”

The snow-white True Hou spoke in a low voice, lowering its head to the ground.

Ah Li took a deep breath, trying to regain her composure. Yet no matter how she tried to remain calm, she could not restore her mind to its previous stillness.

The impact of what she had just witnessed was simply too great—so great that her eyes had widened in shock, nearly making her doubt whether she had seen it correctly.

The passage for guiding the Priest’s descent had shattered—even the altar itself was destroyed?

“In the vast expanse as it stands today, an existence capable of destroying an altar with a single palm… even if a Priest personally descended, they wouldn’t be able to deal with it,” the snow-white True Hou muttered in a low voice, its eyes filled with deep wariness and trembling fear.

“No. We’ve already come this far—how can we retreat now? Perhaps the rumors that the Heaven-Slaying Alliance Leader can expel and purify dark matter are not empty words after all…”

Ah Li shook her head. Beneath the bamboo hat, an almost pathological obsession and madness suddenly surfaced on her face.

“Great fortune is sought amid great danger. If we can help the Priests eliminate this obstacle, the benefits you and I could obtain—I don’t need to spell them out, do I? When that time comes, even if it’s…”

She did not continue the rest of her words.

The snow-white True Hou fell silent. It understood what Ah Li meant—but just how great a risk would that entail?

Although her methods were formidable, facing such an unknown and terrifying existence still carried an enormous likelihood of death.

“I understand. I’ll help you, Ah Li.”

Yet after a moment of silence, it still spoke those words.

Ah Li glanced at its tail, which was still tightly clamped between its hind legs, and suddenly let out a soft laugh.

“You’re obviously scared to death, yet you’re still willing to help me. Ah Hou, you’re really good.”

“Who said it’s because we’re companions—pah… it’s because you once saved this lord’s life, that’s all.”

“It’s fine. No need to worry too much. As long as we’re careful and don’t reveal our true forms, we might not necessarily be discovered.”

Ah Li adjusted her bamboo hat, her tone becoming uncharacteristically gentle.

“You’d better be cautious. Don’t forget what Miss entrusted you with…” the snow-white True Hou couldn’t help but mutter.

The news of the dark beings’ retreat quickly spread throughout the Xiyuan Civilization, igniting waves of celebration and exhilaration across countless regions.

Under the direct witness of innumerable Dao lineages and factions, those dark beings that had attempted to descend upon the Xiyuan Civilization and unleash calamity ultimately retreated back into the Sea of Chaotic Space-Time.

The ancient imperial Dao formation left behind by Ling Yuling still remained. Although it would likely be of little use for the time being, the various Dao lineages nevertheless stationed many powerful experts there, keeping a close watch on the movements within the Sea of Chaotic Space-Time.

Meanwhile, the many surrounding civilizations were also uplifted and thrilled by the news of the dark beings’ withdrawal from the Xiyuan Civilization.

This was the first piece of news in quite some time confirming the retreat of dark beings.

While other true-world civilizations were still struggling desperately to resist, the Xiyuan Civilization had already forced the dark beings back.

Such news was undeniably inspiring, allowing countless cultivators and living beings to glimpse hope in resisting the dark beings and surviving this catastrophic dark calamity.

Of course, the many true-world civilizations also clearly understood why the Xiyuan Civilization had been able to repel the invading dark beings.

It was because of the existence of the Heaven-Slaying Alliance—because the Heaven-Slaying Alliance Leader himself was stationed there.

That day, a sky-covering giant hand had extended from the territory of the Heaven-Slaying Alliance headquarters, carrying resplendent divine radiance as it pierced through boundless cosmic space-time, severing the dark beings’ guiding passage with a single palm strike and shattering the grand sacrificial altar.

Only then did countless dark beings retreat in fear and terror back into the Sea of Chaotic Space-Time.

As this news spread throughout the various regions, it triggered all kinds of reactions—astonishment, admiration, reverence, fanaticism, shock… The prestige of the Heaven-Slaying Alliance surged once more to an unprecedented peak.

Compared to the civilizations and nations that had already collapsed and been devoured by black mist, in this era of chaos and upheaval, only the Heaven-Slaying Alliance was capable of contending against the dark beings and protecting its believers and people.

More and more Heaven-Slaying shrines sprang up across various regions like bamboo shoots after rain, far exceeding their numbers from the past.

Previously, many cultivators and beings had branded the Heaven-Slaying Alliance as a “demonic cult” or a “heretical sect.” But with the dark beings reappearing and the calamity descending once more, those frightened and unsettled Dao factions were forced to abandon their former prejudices and join the Heaven-Slaying Alliance in their search for “protection.”

Many ancient civilizations surrounding the Xiyuan Civilization likewise had no choice but to embark on this path of seeking shelter, choosing to submit and attach themselves to the Heaven-Slaying Alliance in hopes of securing a measure of peace.

At the same time, however, there were also civilizations attempting to band together for mutual survival, seeking an alternative path forward.

These civilizations were unwilling to submit to the Heaven-Slaying Alliance. Instead, they joined forces with neighboring true-world civilizations, attempting to establish a new alliance like those of the past that had once resisted the dark calamity.

The overall situation across the vast expanse descended into utter chaos with the return of the dark calamity. Within this turmoil, various factions began forming their own groupings to resist and endure together.

Meanwhile, Zhu Xuan and the others from the Floating Continent, having arrived at the Heaven-Slaying Alliance, were waiting outside the grand hall, feeling anxious and uneasy as they awaited Ling Yuling’s reply.

The vast and ancient palace complex stretched endlessly, constructed like an immortal palace or divine court. Clouds and霞 veiled the surroundings in an ethereal haze. The guards stationed nearby were clad in battle armor, wielding heavenly blades, exuding imposing might as dense golden radiance enveloped them.

“The Alliance Leader has agreed to meet you all, in consideration of your Saint Ancestor’s past efforts in resisting the dark calamity.”

At last, Ling Yuling emerged from within the hall, a faint smile on her face.

“That’s wonderful…”

“Thank you, Senior Yuling.”

Zhu Xuan and the others all revealed expressions of joy, finally letting out long sighs of relief. After coming all this way, their greatest worry had been that the Alliance Leader might refuse to see them.

“There’s no need to thank me.”

Ling Yuling nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping over Zhu Xuan and the others.

“The Alliance Leader is not here. Later, I will take you to the place where he resides in seclusion.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she flicked her sleeve. The space before them blurred, and a passage of dazzling golden light emerged.

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