The Great World of Canglan

“All Things Return to Silence; Cause and Effect Turn to Dust!”

A profound Dao resonance, transcending the understanding of everyone present, spread through the void.

In an instant, it enveloped every timeline and causal thread connected to this region—past, present, and future.

All traces were erased. Every related strand of fate was thoroughly muddled, scattered, and overwritten.

And at the very moment that Immortal King-level Void Devourer silently disintegrated and returned to primordial chaos, deep within the boundless reaches of chaos, an supreme will that had slumbered for who knew how many eras stirred ever so slightly.

It was like a stagnant pool that had been still for billions upon billions of years, disturbed by a grain of dust too small to see.

“It actually died.”

A vast, ancient, frigid voice devoid of any emotion echoed through the absolute void, as though chaos itself were whispering.

That supreme will slowly opened its eyes and cast a gaze toward the place where the Devourer had vanished.

In a fleeting image, it saw a blurry white figure in human form.

That was all.

There was no origin, no karma, no past or future, no discernible level of power—nothing at all.

The gaze tried to probe deeper, but just as it was about to touch the truth, it seemed to crash into a wall built from the void itself.

Every trace, every aura, every clue that might point toward the truth was perfectly erased, muddled, and replaced in an instant.

That vast, ancient will stirred, seemingly registering a trace of surprise.

After a moment of silence, the will slowly withdrew.

“You have slain My servant. Do you think this means it is over? When I return…”

The whisper gradually faded away, and eternal silence descended once more.

At that very instant, atop Little White’s back in the chaos, Gu Changge’s eyes narrowed, a cold glint flashing within them.

“Something just looked this way?!”

He instantly understood. That Devourer was connected, however faintly, to some unfathomably ancient being of chaos.

By killing it, he had effectively plucked a thread connected to an abyss. Though the thread was fine, it had been enough for the existence on the other side of the abyss to sense something for a fleeting moment.

Fortunately, after destroying the creature, he had immediately disrupted the karma and temporal order of this region.

“The depths of chaos truly are unknowable.

“To casually kill an ant and still draw out a trace of abyssal aura… From now on, I must act with even greater caution.”

He was alert now.

Though he was powerful, the boundless chaos had given birth to far too many inconceivable things. There was no guarantee that some troublesome ancient entities were not slumbering somewhere within it.

It would be best not to disturb them if he could avoid it.

On Little White’s back, Gu Changge sensed that the distant, cold, indifferent gaze had completely vanished. Only then did he withdraw his attention.

“Master, just now, it seemed…”

Little White’s cultivation was the highest among them, and its senses were the sharpest. It had vaguely detected that indescribable pressure in that fleeting instant.

“Nothing. Just a minor accident.”

Gu Changge’s expression had already returned to normal.

“Let us continue. This chaos is rather more ‘lively’ than we imagined.”

He looked toward the profound darkness ahead, his gaze growing increasingly deep.

It seemed that the journey to find the Canglan Realm would contain more than scenery alone.

Little White let out a low growl. Carrying everyone, it accelerated toward their destination and soon disappeared into the chaotic mist.

Under Gu Changge’s guidance, Little White flew at full speed toward the vague location.

After an unknown length of time, the hazy mist ahead suddenly thinned.

At the edge of their vision, a pale golden radiance unlike the dead silence of chaos faintly emerged.

The light was not dazzling, yet it carried a familiar rhythm that caused Ling Xi’s soul to tremble.

“It’s there! Master, it’s the aura of the Canglan Realm!”

Ling Xi abruptly rose to her feet, her voice trembling with excitement. Her eyes instantly filled with tears.

That rhythm within the radiance belonged to the homeland she had dreamed of day and night.

However, in the next moment, the excitement on Ling Xi’s face froze.

The Canglan Realm, which should have been a warm and peaceful great world, had been reduced to a completely different sight.

Its world barrier was covered in spiderweb-like cracks and had lost its luster.

Outside the barrier, seven immortals had formed a circle within the chaotic void. They were urging a pitch-black formation disk.

Unlucky gray light flowed through the formation patterns, clinging stubbornly to the barrier like a parasite burrowing into the bone.

Every time the light flashed, a strand of rich Canglan source energy was extracted and poured into the formation disk.

Ling Xi’s eyes were wide with fury, and her delicate body trembled with rage.

A cold glint flashed through Gu Changge’s eyes. His divine sense had already pierced through the shattered barrier, revealing the scene within the realm.

With a slight tap of his finger, the scene inside the Canglan Realm appeared before everyone.

It was a battlefield of utter carnage.

Broken imperial weapons were thrust askew into the burning earth, their spirituality completely extinguished, resembling the desiccated bones of colossal beasts.

Not far away, several quasi-emperor corpses dressed in Canglan attire lay in pools of blood. Their bodies were mangled, and fragments of imperial weapons were scattered across the ground.

They had evidently self-detonated in battle, hoping to perish together with their enemies, but had only left a few inconsequential wounds upon them.

Amid the ruins, the remaining defenders were already at the end of their strength.

A white-haired Great Emperor stood at the very front, his hair disheveled and his imperial robes dyed dark red. He held an ancient sword whose radiance had nearly gone out completely, cracks crawling across its blade. Though his figure staggered, he still stubbornly blocked the way.

Every swing of his sword was as heavy as a mountain. What it unleashed was no longer the brilliant might of an emperor, but the resolute will to die born from burning his own source.

Opposite him, four Void Immortals with sinister auras and mocking smiles—as though toying with a cornered mouse—were closing in from all sides.

Void Immortals—the limit of power this world could bear.

Their purpose in descending here was clear and cruel: to eliminate every insect that might hinder the plundering from beyond this realm.

Behind the Great Emperor, three quasi-emperors, all drenched in blood and on the verge of collapse, stood back to back. They controlled a shattered ancient bell, a battered pagoda, and a damaged giant cauldron, desperately keeping one Void Immortal at bay.

The radiance of their battle formation flickered uncertainly, like a dying lamp in a storm.

Every time they blocked an enemy attack, another crack spread across their imperial weapons, and their wielders spat out mouthfuls of blood mixed with fragments of their internal organs.

“One Great Emperor with a damaged source, and three quasi-emperors who have nearly exhausted themselves…”

Gu Changge assessed the situation on the battlefield in an instant.

“Master!”

Ling Xi suddenly turned her head. Her eyes were already veined with red—the unbearable pain of watching her homeland be destroyed and her people slaughtered.

She could no longer hold herself back. The aura of devouring the heavens surged around her. Turning toward Gu Changge, she looked at him with pleading and resolute eyes.

“Disciple begs permission to enter the realm first and save my people!”

Gu Changge’s gaze fell upon her. His finger moved slightly, and a strand of invisible protective power enveloped Ling Xi.

“Go. Protect yourself. Leave the vermin outside the realm to me.”

“Thank you, Master!”

Ling Xi nodded heavily. Tears slid down her cheeks as she transformed into a streak of light and, relying on the protective power, passed through the world barrier.

The next moment—

Boom!!!

Within the Canglan Realm, in the center of the scorched earth on that ravaged battlefield, space rippled violently like water.

A streak of light crashed down like a falling star!

The earth shook violently, and smoke billowed into the sky, only to be frozen and dispersed in an instant by an overwhelmingly frigid chill.

Ling Xi knelt on one knee before slowly rising to her feet.

Although Gu Changge’s guardian power had restrained some of the Heaven-Devouring Dao resonance, the might of a Quasi-Emperor remained overwhelming. Pale golden Dao patterns flowed through the air.

The sudden appearance of this figure caused both sides, locked in a life-and-death struggle, to freeze. Every gaze instantly fixed upon Ling Xi.

The three Quasi-Emperors trembled violently in spirit, their battered imperial weapons nearly slipping from their hands. A glimmer of hope rose in their eyes!

In this desperate situation, reinforcements had actually arrived!

But after seeing the newcomer’s cultivation, their expressions quickly dimmed again. A Quasi-Emperor’s cultivation was ultimately not enough to change the course of the battle!

The white-haired Emperor hurriedly swung her ancient sword, forcing back the Void Immortal before her, then staggered backward, a trace of shock in her eyes.

“A Quasi-Emperor? Who is this woman?”

“Her aura actually bears some resemblance to hers?”

But the situation was critical, leaving no time for further thought!

The four Void Immortals’ astonishment instantly turned into contemptuous killing intent. One of them swept a cold gaze over Ling Xi and let out a vicious laugh:

“Another one here to throw her life away?”

He sneered, his voice shrill and grating.

“A tender little Quasi-Emperor girl, at that. Perfect. Today, this Immortal shall have a taste of the blood of you lower-realm ants and see just how delicious it is!”