From the very beginning, the calm Saintess Xiyuan could not help but be astonished.
She was not surprised that Gu Changge was the mastermind behind the Heaven-Slaying Alliance, as she had long suspected it. However, the fact that the master of Purple Dew Mountain would personally appear to provoke the Immortal Chu Dynasty was completely beyond her expectations.
Did this not mean that Purple Mist Mountain would also participate in the great war between the Immortal Chu Dynasty and the Demon Court, taking action against the Immortal Chu Dynasty?
Did this not also imply that the calamity of the Prime-Origin Civilization had already begun?
Saintess Xiyuan instinctively glanced at Gu Changge, feeling that this matter must also be related to him.
At this moment, Gu Changge also noticed her gaze and turned his head to look at her, giving her a faint smile.
"Indeed, it is related to him. He had already anticipated this event, so he is not surprised at all. But when did the master of Purple Mist Mountain become his subordinate?"
Saintess Xiyuan remained expressionless, but her heart was even more shaken.
The development of the situation had completely exceeded her expectations.
She had thought it was just an ordinary banquet, but with Gu Changge personally appearing here, it was clear that he had long planned to deal with the Immortal Chu Dynasty.
The heavens trembled and roared, and a black coffin, stained with blood and tens of thousands of miles long, made of an unknown material and covered in dark light with many places engraved with formation patterns, was descending at a terrifying speed toward the capital of the Immortal Chu Dynasty.
"Zi Wanhe, I still remember the grudge from years ago. I haven't come to seek revenge from you, yet you dare to come and humiliate me like this. Today, I will definitely destroy this avatar of yours."
Chu Gucheng roared in anger, disregarding the fact that today was not a day for battle, and directly stepped out, disappearing from the palace.
He was furious to the extreme. In front of all the guests, Zi Wanhe had sent this black coffin. If he did not react, he would undoubtedly become a laughingstock, and all his previous efforts would be in vain.
"Hahaha, Chu Gucheng, do you really think you can do anything to me? This is just an avatar that I can abandon at any time. Instead of thanking me for traveling billions of miles from Purple Mist Mountain to congratulate you, you are so enraged. Isn't that a bit unreasonable?"
"As the host, shouldn't you invite me down for a drink?"
On top of the black coffin, Zi Wanhe laughed heartily, not caring at all. The clouds and stars around him were shattered.
He had already stated that this was just an avatar, which he could abandon at any time, and he was not worried about the consequences.
"Purple Mist Mountain is simply going too far, completely disregarding our Immortal Chu Dynasty."
"Back when the Emperor had not yet established the Immortal Chu Dynasty, the master of Purple Dew Mountain had already targeted him. Later, the Emperor, being magnanimous, did not seek revenge against Purple Dew Mountain."
"Now, on the Emperor's birthday, the master of Purple Mist Mountain has come to cause trouble like this."
Many ministers and hidden experts who rushed out of the grand hall also had ugly expressions.
Many old ministers were so angry that their bodies trembled, and their lips quivered uncontrollably.
The attention of the Buddhist Kingdom, the Divine Ascension Cavern, and other orthodox forces had initially been on Gu Changge. After learning that he was the mysterious master behind the Heaven-Slaying Alliance, they had been secretly vigilant.
But now, with the master of Purple Dew Mountain appearing so boldly, they had to reconsider their stance on how to deal with this matter.
It was clear that a great war would break out between the Immortal Chu Dynasty and Purple Mist Mountain.
In recent years, Purple Mist Mountain had shown signs of becoming the hegemon of the Immortal Chu Dynasty, and ordinary immortal orthodoxies were quite wary of it.
At this time, should they choose to assist the Immortal Chu Dynasty or remain on the sidelines?
"Zi Wanhe's fearless intrusion is likely not just about delivering this black coffin. There must already be an incident at the border."
"I have already ordered several Star Lords to rush to the border to guard against Purple Mist Mountain suddenly sending troops to attack."
The figure of the Law Sage appeared in the grand hall, his expression grave.
Beside him, an elder from the Dawn Civilization also spoke solemnly, "I had a feeling earlier that this banquet would not go smoothly. Now it seems that Purple Mist Mountain is determined to intervene in the alliance between the Demon Court and the Immortal Chu Dynasty."
"There is always an invisible hand behind these events, pushing everything forward."
As he spoke, he subtly glanced at Gu Changge not far away.
He had no evidence to prove that this matter was related to Gu Changge, but he could fully suspect that Gu Changge had the motive and intention.
Moreover, Gu Changge dared to appear so openly in the Immortal Chu Dynasty, unafraid of his identity being exposed. He must be even less afraid of being surrounded and attacked.
Would they really dare to attack Gu Changge at this time?
Boom!
Deep in the heavens, a great battle erupted. Chu Gucheng, in extreme anger, attacked without mercy. His body was surrounded by dense Ancestral Dao Realm substances, and the light of the Great Dao surged, as if he had grasped the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth as a weapon, swinging it toward Zi Wanhe.
Endless energy exploded, trying to annihilate him.
That area became chaotic, as if the ancient spacetime was twisting. Ordinary Dao Realm cultivators could no longer see clearly what was happening there.
They only felt endless thunderbolts falling, endless chaotic energy overflowing, and the power of time spreading, blurring everything.
At the same time, countless light particles appeared in the Immortal Dynasty's territory. These were the power of fortune and the power of all living beings, condensing into a fortune true dragon, which then merged into Chu Gucheng's body.
Loud explosions echoed continuously. Zi Wanhe laughed heartily, standing tall. His avatar, over ten thousand feet tall, wielded the black coffin as a weapon, swinging it in his hand and engaging in a fierce battle with Chu Gucheng.
Countless rules and orders boiled, and blood-colored lightning streaked across the sky, causing the chaos to dissipate. In an instant, thousands of Dao techniques were being displayed.
All the cultivators and living beings of the Immortal Chu Dynasty were both furious and terrified as they watched this scene.
Everyone knew that today was Emperor Chu Gucheng's birthday, and he had invited all the distinguished guests. The Immortal Chu Dynasty had never been so lively and celebratory.
Yet, at this very moment, the master of Purple Mist Mountain personally delivered a blood-stained black coffin as a birthday gift, making no attempt to hide his intentions. It was clearly a deliberate insult to the Immortal Chu Dynasty.
This made all the people of the Immortal Chu Dynasty feel both shocked and enraged. Countless people glared at Zi Wanhe's avatar in the sky.
Boom!
The heavens continued to tremble violently. The terrifying shockwaves, though far away, kept coming, like raging waves, threatening to suppress everyone to the ground.
All the guests were watching this battle. Chu Gucheng's strength was undoubtedly immense, especially within the capital of the Immortal Chu Dynasty, where he was bolstered by the power of fortune and the wishes of the people, making him nearly invincible.
Yet, Zi Wanhe, with just an avatar, was able to exchange so many blows with Chu Gucheng without showing any signs of being at a disadvantage.
Although he was indeed one of the strongest existences in the Prime-Origin Civilization, how could an avatar contend with Chu Gucheng for so long?
"That black coffin is not an ordinary coffin," suddenly, a hidden figure from the Dawn Civilization spoke. His eyes burned as he stared at the black coffin that Zi Wanhe was wielding as a weapon.
The black coffin was stained with blood, and it seemed to contain a smaller coffin inside. As Zi Wanhe swung it, a terrifying aura continuously seeped out, covering the sky and earth, devouring all rules and orders, and making people's hearts tremble.
"It does indeed resemble that treasure, but it cannot be the real thing," the elder said, his eyes filled with vast imagery as he also stared at the black coffin, speaking solemnly.
"Elder, are you referring to the Coffin of World Burial, which disappeared in the long river of time?" the Law Sage exclaimed in shock.
An old woman from the Yinxu Cave, who had not spoken until now, also said, "It does resemble the long-lost Coffin of World Burial, but it is not a replica—it is a replica of a replica."
"A replica of a replica of the Coffin of World Burial?"
All the guests were shocked. Many had heard of the legendary treasure, but the Coffin of World Burial had long disappeared in the river of time, its whereabouts unknown.
Even a replica of a replica could possess such unimaginable power.
If the real Coffin of World Burial were to appear, how powerful would it be? It was simply unimaginable.
Chu Gucheng was still battling Zi Wanhe, but he also heard the guests' discussions. He couldn't help but feel a strong desire for the Supreme Treasures of Civilization.
The Mirror of Reincarnation, like the Coffin of World Burial, was one of the Six Supreme Treasures of the First Civilization. Its power was definitely not inferior to the real Coffin of World Burial.
If he had a Supreme Treasure of Civilization to stabilize his foundation, why would he be so passive?
The current Zi Wanhe, with just an avatar, should not be able to contend with him. It was only because of the black coffin in his hand that he could last so long.
The black coffin contained an eerie black mist, endless and boundless, continuously seeping out. It seemed to destroy rules, create chaos, and was extremely troublesome, capable of devouring and annihilating all Dao techniques.
Chu Gucheng was not afraid, but the longer this dragged on in front of so many guests, the more he would lose face.
Boom!
At this moment, he roared again, his body enveloped in billions of feet of light. He unleashed all his techniques, and endless light exploded in front of him. Within the capital, vast light surged.
Accompanied by billions of strands of fortune and the power of wishes, it transformed into a roaring true dragon, charging toward Zi Wanhe.
Ancient and mysterious symbols appeared in that area, as if a black hole was forming. A vague treasure bottle took shape, swallowing heaven and earth, grinding the charging true dragons into nothingness.
Zi Wanhe's methods were equally heaven-defying. With just an avatar, he fought fiercely with Chu Gucheng for half a day.
Finally, his strength was no match, and his avatar became faint and blurry, about to dissipate.
However, Zi Wanhe did not care at all. He continued to laugh heartily, his voice shaking the heavens, reaching across multiple universes.
"Hahaha, Chu Gucheng, even if you can destroy my avatar today, what does it matter? Your Immortal Chu Dynasty has gone against the heavens, and this calamity is destined. The day of reckoning has already begun. The Immortal Chu Dynasty is not far from destruction!"
Boom!
At the moment his avatar dissipated, Zi Wanhe used all his strength to strike the black coffin.
The originally tightly sealed black coffin, accompanied by the sound of violent tremors, like the collision of mountains and metal, suddenly opened.
At this moment, it was as if Pandora's box had been opened.
In an instant, a thick black mist surged out, as if liquefying, covering the sky and earth, endless and boundless, spreading in all directions. The entire sky was dyed black.
This black mist seemed to have a life of its own, continuously rushing out from the opened corner of the black coffin, transforming into billowing black smoke tens of thousands of miles wide, sweeping across the heavens and earth, surging with destructive power.
"What is this?"
Many guests were so shocked by this scene that they could not speak. They saw the black coffin fall from the sky and land in the distance.
That place seemed to have become the source of darkness, continuously spewing out black mist, shattering clouds and shaking stars. It continued to spread like a tidal wave, sweeping in all directions.
The visible darkness radiated outward, and mountains, rivers, ancient forests, and swamps were all instantly dyed black, becoming a lifeless land with no vitality or living beings.
That area was instantly destroyed. As the black mist spread, countless living beings trying to escape wailed and were instantly swallowed. Ancient cities crumbled in the black mist, disappearing forever.
The bones and blood on the ground burned and evaporated, submerged in the black mist, turning into ashes.
Everyone felt shocked and horrified, their hair standing on end. What was this? It contained an incredibly terrifying aura of destruction and death, as if it could turn all matter in the world into ashes.
"Is this the black mist foretold to descend, finally appearing in this way?"
In the capital of the Immortal Chu Dynasty, the elder was stunned and horrified as he watched this scene, recalling the terrifying malice he had sensed in the Dawn Civilization.
In the unseen darkness, an indescribable terror had opened its eyes, scanning the world, watching everyone.
"Does Purple Mist Mountain have ties to the remnants of the Black Calamity? Although this black mist is terrifying, it is far from the darkness brought by the remnants of the Black Calamity..."
"But the aura is somewhat similar."
Saintess Xiyuan stood high in the sky, frowning as she looked at the scene of the black mist surging into the sky.
This black coffin, suddenly opened by Zi Wanhe, contained something unknown. Only a corner had been revealed, and it seemed to contain another smaller coffin.
The thick black mist surged out like a fountain, causing the heavens and earth to tremble.
Many ministers and generals of the Immortal Chu Dynasty also had no idea what was inside. Many transformed into streams of light and rushed over, trying to stop the black mist from spewing out.
This black mist was too strange, capable of corroding all things. Ordinary cultivators and living beings could not touch it.
"Zi Wanhe, I swear to be irreconcilable with Purple Mist Mountain. I will definitely cut off your head to wash away today's humiliation."
Chu Gucheng's expression was extremely ugly as he stared at the direction where Zi Wanhe's avatar had dissipated. He then ordered his ministers to seal the black coffin and stop the black mist from spreading.
His birthday banquet had been completely ruined by Zi Wanhe's appearance.
All the distinguished guests had witnessed the scene just now. Even though he had successfully destroyed Zi Wanhe's avatar, he had still become a complete laughingstock.
Chu Gucheng could fully predict that many rumors would spread from now on.
On the birthday of the Emperor of the Immortal Chu Dynasty, the master of Purple Mist Mountain personally delivered a black coffin. How arrogant and humiliating!
"The grand gift prepared by Zi Wanhe certainly did not disappoint me."
Gu Changge retracted his gaze, a faint smile on his lips.
When he left Purple Mist Mountain that day, Zi Wanhe had specifically mentioned that he would prepare a grand gift for Chu Gucheng. So, Gu Changge had already anticipated this.
However, he had not expected that this grand gift would involve a replica of the Coffin of World Burial.
The black mist sealed and leaking from it was clearly related to the dark matter.
Of course, if it were real dark matter, not only that area but the entire Immortal Chu Dynasty, and even the entire Prime-Origin Civilization, would be affected.
What Gu Changge was concerned about now was when Zi Wanhe had become involved with the remnants of the Black Calamity.
With Zi Wanhe's abilities, even a replica of a replica of the Coffin of World Burial would be difficult to find.
Let alone this black mist, which had some connection to dark matter.
At this moment, many distinguished guests could not help but suspect that Purple Mist Mountain had been secretly connected with the remnants of the Black Calamity.
The Temple of Light and Darkness, the Buddhist Kingdom, the Divine Ascension Cavern, and other forces all turned their attention to Saintess Xiyuan.
If Purple Mist Mountain was indeed connected with the remnants of the Black Calamity, should the Xiyuan Sacred Hall issue an order to unite all forces and besiege Purple Mist Mountain to eliminate the remnants of the Black Calamity?
Saintess Xiyuan's heart was in turmoil. For a moment, she did not know what to do.
Before the ministers of the Immortal Chu Dynasty could catch their breath, another shocking piece of news arrived.
At the border of the Immortal Chu Dynasty, a terrifying army had appeared and joined forces with the Demon Court.
The several Divine Generals sent to the front lines for support had been severely injured and fled. The Heavenly Divine General, who had been trapped earlier, had died on the spot, unable to escape.
This news caused a huge uproar and nearly made Chu Gucheng himself faint on the spot, unable to believe it.
"How is this possible?" His vision darkened, and his voice trembled with endless anger.