Chapter 1751. The Goal is to Resurrect the Lord of Fatian, Entrance to the Decaying Sky Realm

Time flows like water, never returning; the years pass swiftly.

Ten years after the Zhengyi Alliance signed a peace pact with the Dark Beings, the once-turbulent and chaotic Cangmang gradually regained its former tranquility.

The Dark Beings ceased their attacks on the Zhengyi Alliance. In return, the Alliance provided the Dark Beings with vast territories across the cosmos and offerings, ensuring that the Dark Beings’ grand rituals could proceed smoothly.

During the first few years after the peace pact, fierce battles still raged. The Fatian Alliance did not cease its campaigns against the Zhengyi Alliance, nor did it abandon its goal of expelling the Dark Beings.

In the process, the Fatian Alliance also absorbed many celestial sects and civilizations that had previously been loyal to the Zhengyi Alliance.

The overall situation gradually shifted from a period of chaos to one of balanced deterrence, moving slowly towards stability.

During this period, the leader of the Zhengyi Alliance, Emperor Weiyang, appeared, demonstrating the overwhelming power of a ruler from the Weiyang Immortal Dynasty. He even negotiated with the higher-ups of the Dark Beings, ultimately establishing the peace pact.

Moreover, the Zhengyi Alliance during this era saw the rise of many terrifyingly powerful individuals, far surpassing ordinary ancestral Dao-level existences.

They came from all corners of space and time, from various civilizations, and among them were even several primordial gods who had existed since the dawn of time.

Why these beings converged under the Zhengyi Alliance, and whose orders they followed, remained a mystery. Many speculated that a greater hand was at work behind the Alliance; even Emperor Weiyang might not count for much before such beings.

Yet such speculation remained unproven. Many even believed that the Zhengyi Alliance had been infiltrated and controlled by the Dark Beings. Otherwise, how could they agree to such an absurd and unbelievable pact?

The Dark Beings’ resurgence across the worlds, the conduction of grand rituals, must have some extremely frightening purpose. If they succeed, what would become of the Cangmang’s situation, and where would the countless living beings turn? Could the Dark Beings be trusted to spare anyone?

In ancient times, when the Dark Beings ravaged the worlds, the forebears and clans paid unspeakable costs to finally repel them and prevent continued disaster.

After countless years, the Dark Beings returned to the world, and yet no one stood to stop them.

The actions of the Zhengyi Alliance were tantamount to aiding the wolf and nurturing a tiger.

In the decades that followed, the Zhengyi Alliance, the Fatian Alliance, and the Dark Beings’ forces formed a tripartite division of power—essentially a system of checks and balances in Cangmang.

Though the Zhengyi Alliance’s reputation fell dramatically, its foundation and strength remained unshaken. The emergence of many powerful figures and the signing of the peace pact gradually stabilized their position.

The Fatian Alliance, with its own Alliance Leader, even instilled caution in the Dark Beings; on the surface, everything appeared calm.

During this time, many high-ranking Dark Beings appeared in the worlds, traveling freely, no longer concerned with hiding their identities or origins.

In the past, the Dark Beings might have been secretive, fearing purges, but the peace pact emboldened them, allowing them to act without restraint.

Some of these Dark Beings had terrifying origins: former monarchs of extinct nations, ancient patriarchs of immortal dynasties, and even former sages who once protected the myriad living beings.

These ancient figures had now fallen into darkness, permanently opposing all living beings in Cangmang.

No one knew what had happened to make them Dark Beings.

Many civilizations felt shock and grief; for survivors of worlds destroyed by the Dark Beings, the pain was profound. Their ancestors and once-protective spirits had turned permanently against them—a fate both tragic and cruel.

Over time, the veil of mystery surrounding the Dark Beings gradually lifted. Beyond the original Dark-born races created by the Dark Origin, there were many others: later-formed Dark races, and powerful individuals who voluntarily submitted to darkness.

“Dark Beings” is a general term. Many ancient, secluded clans preferred to call themselves the “Remnants of Dai Tian.”

With the emergence of many high-ranking Dark Beings, hidden records regarding them were gradually exposed, causing immense waves of shock across Cangmang’s civilizations and true realms.

The cataclysms known as Black Calamities, and the rampaging Black Tides, were all connected to an organization called “Dai Tian.”

Countless epochs ago, this organization sought to usurp the mandate of heaven. The leader of Dai Tian created the Dark races and the Dark Origin, unleashing Black Calamities across the worlds.

Many Dark Beings preferred to call this Dai Tian Lord the Dark Progenitor.

At that time, the Dai Tian Organization wielded the powers of the heavens, governing all clans and species—a true era of darkness and blood.

The endless darkness and despair enveloped the lands; all living beings lived under oppression, never knowing if the sun would rise the next day or if eternal darkness awaited.

The era of Black Calamities was such a time, and even reading about it in historical records evoked a sense of hopelessness and cruelty.

Fortunately, during that dark age, a group of forebears formed blood pacts and fought desperately to pave the way for future generations, ending the darkness, overthrowing Dai Tian, and sealing away the Dai Tian Lord.

Thus, the Dai Tian Organization collapsed, the era of Black Calamities ended, and the myriad living beings welcomed light and new life.

In later generations, peace returned, and order was restored to Cangmang.

Long-buried histories were now being revealed alongside the Dark Beings’ return and the Zhengyi Alliance’s peace pact, causing shockwaves across the worlds.

Even many members of the Zhengyi Alliance were unaware of these ancient events.

Undoubtedly, someone had intentionally exposed these secrets, warning the living of the Dark Beings’ true terror.

Now, the Dark Beings had returned to collect offerings and conduct a grand ritual, likely intending to resurrect the Dai Tian Lord, the original source of Black Calamities—the Dark Progenitor!

The Zhengyi Alliance’s refusal to oppose them only emboldened the Dark Beings. When the Dai Tian Lord is eventually resurrected, true darkness will engulf the worlds, and living beings will see no light or hope.

“Is this true? Has the Zhengyi Alliance already been infiltrated by the Dark Beings, becoming their puppet?”

“Do the Dark Beings intend to resurrect the source of Black Calamities, and now even the Zhengyi Alliance is aiding them?”

“What can we do? Are we really doomed?”

Across Cangmang, in cities and nations, many cultivators and common folk were struck with despair.

For ordinary people, such news was like a thunderclap, leaving no room or chance for resistance.

“Grandfather, is this true? So this is why the Dark Beings unleashed chaos and the Black Tides?”

A fair-skinned young woman helped a trembling elder. Her youthful face was filled with fear and panic.

“Whether these rumors are true or not, one thing is certain: the Zhengyi Alliance has abandoned us. In this period, countless worlds fell into darkness, handed over to the Dark Beings, extinguishing life in a single night.”

“One day, it will also fall upon us.”

“When will the darkness end?”

The elder’s eyes were clouded, his voice hoarse.

“What can we do?” the young woman asked, despair in her eyes.

“Perhaps we can rely on the Fatian Alliance. Yet, with this news, it’s likely that another hidden force is working behind the scenes, gathering strength and steering the course of fate.”

The elder’s eyes flickered with sudden insight as he gazed towards the distant sky.

Deep within the Zhengyi Alliance lay magnificent palaces, vast and resplendent, floating amidst the stars.

With the addition of forces from the Weiyang Immortal Dynasty, the Bosuo Sacred Domain, the ancient Nanzhao Kingdom, and other Daoist lineages, the Alliance’s foundations were stronger than ever, even after signing the peace pact with the Dark Beings.

External criticism mattered little; the Zhengyi Alliance no longer cared about reputation. The cessation of attacks from the Dark Beings was the best possible outcome for its members.

“The outside rumors are laughable. Do they really think we signed a peace pact out of fear of the Dark Beings?”

“Those who cannot understand strategic calculations deserve to become offerings for the Dark Beings’ grand rituals. Foolish and laughable.”

The summoning by the Alliance leader was surely regarding this matter.

The palaces within the Alliance’s depths were enormous, linked one to another, seemingly forged from stars themselves, shimmering with countless rays of light.

Along the corridors, stone arch bridges stood, and mist-shrouded figures strode towards the central palace.

This central palace was immense, its gates reaching towards the heavens, cascading with chaotic waterfalls of light and energy—a terrifying sight.

More beings arrived: giants as large as mountains, radiant demon spirits, encompassing many races and civilizations. Meanwhile, in a decayed, nearly collapsing temple.

Columns were broken, candles extinguished, Buddha statues and lotus platforms covered in dust.

The main hall had long lost its doors, which were likely taken for firewood, and ash piles remained from long-burned fires.

This was the East Sheng territory of the Lesser West Sacred Domain, a place rarely visited by cultivators.

Though wild beasts roamed, they had no intelligence, living only by instinct. Occasionally, under a full moon, they would sit atop stones, absorbing essence.

Centuries ago, this site hosted a grand hall, filled with monks and worshippers. Noblemen traveled from afar to burn incense and donate offerings.

Then, one night, a storm erupted. Blood-red lightning struck, as if heaven’s wrath descended, and wailing could be faintly heard even from thousands of miles away.

The next morning, villagers ascended the mountain, horrified to find the magnificent temple collapsed, a ruin.

Inside, the Buddha statue wept blood, its head on the ground, and all monks had vanished without a trace.

The villagers fled in terror, spreading the tale. Over the years, officials who once visited the temple met strange fates: dismissed, demoted, or ruined. The site remained abandoned; even brave hunters avoided it at night.

At that moment, a simple-looking villager led a graceful white-clad woman to the ruined temple.

An old, hunched man in Daoist robes stood calmly in front, seemingly waiting.

“Flowing Cloud Fairy, we meet again,” he said, smiling as he perceived movement.

The white-clad woman looked coldly at him, saying nothing.

A lazy, enchanting voice followed, “This place was hard to find. The Lesser West Sacred Domain has long been under the Lesser West Heaven. Those monks hated Daoist cow noses, yet who would have guessed that the entrance to the Decaying Sky Realm lay hidden here? Interesting indeed.”

“A mix of illusion and reality, true and false—that is the style of the Decaying Sky faction. I wonder if Lesser West Heaven is itself a puppet of the Decaying Sky.”

A luxurious sedan, carried by several elegant women, floated behind the white-clad woman.

The old Daoist, Wu Xuzi, smiled and said, “This is only a rift illusion, not the true entrance. Even if the sacrificial priest deliberately revealed it, the effect would be minimal.”

The enchanting priestess, Qiluo, smiled, “Impressive. I did not notice that this temple is a rift illusion. I suppose it was left intentionally, making it invisible to ordinary people.”

With a flick of her red sleeves, black mist surged forward, instantly engulfing the crumbling temple.

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