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Chapter 158: TrashTalker Raven
They understood the cosmic laws now, but understanding and mastery were different things. True power meant using these forces easily, and that was still beyond them.
The universe's laws controlled them, which was precisely why they needed the Heart Seal to break free.
"What have you done?"
Divine lights streaked down like falling stars, materializing into figures before the Emperor and his companions.
The speaker's energy was monstrous, sweeping across thousands of miles with an ancient War God's presence.
An Pu. Son of a Supreme from Undying Mountain. His bloodline power was terrifying, and the outer worlds knew his name. Many believed he could become an Emperor someday, since a casual gesture from him could shatter the sky.
"I threw him into the River of Time," Raven announced. "If you've got the guts, go fish him out! You mad about it? Keep pushing me and I'll toss you in there too!"
An Pu's face darkened immediately.
As heir to a Supreme, when had anyone dared humiliate him like this? If not for these strangers and their strange methods, he would have fought this crow for three hundred rounds before roasting him.
"Who are you people?" An Pu demanded. "What brings you to Undying Mountain?"
"I like the feng shui here. Decided to stick around for a while. You worthless trash better pack up and get out of my new home!"
"Such arrogance!" An Pu trembled with rage.
They had lived here since ancient times, yet this creature appeared from nowhere and claimed ownership. Called them trash. Ordered them to leave their own domain.
Cold snorts echoed from the restricted zone. A Supreme's honor could not be trampled—no one had ever dared call them refuse.
This raven was courting death.
"Aren't you being excessive?" the Emperor asked telepathically. "This is an alien universe. We don't know the local power structures. Victory isn't guaranteed."
"What's there to fear!" Raven cackled. "The three highest wills of the universe are on our side. What trouble could these old fossils cause?"
"Something feels wrong," the Emperor frowned. His ancient instincts stirred, the same ones that had guided him through countless wars. "This is too easy."
"Relax, everything's under control," Raven assured him.
The corvid was already planning ahead. If he didn't help this golden fool attract hatred, how would their enemies focus on him when dark times came?
The Emperor needed to draw attention, and Raven had to make sure it happened at the right moment.
"Fellow Daoist, why such aggression?"
The voice came from deep within the restricted zone, carrying the weariness of ages and caution of someone who survived through wisdom rather than wrath.
"Perhaps we could both step back from this?"
These newcomers had mysterious methods and looked troublesome. With the Immortal Path about to open, the Supremes didn't want complications that could delay their long-awaited chance at immortality.
"Step back? Kiss my tailfeathers! If you've got any spine, come out here and face me properly, you pathetic trash!"
"You called me... trash?"
The voice barely held back fury, and terrible energy began building.
"No, no—you misunderstood completely. I meant ALL you decrepit old fossils are pathetic little shits!"
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Waves of pressure erupted outward, causing the stars to shake. Countless stellar bodies trembled and started falling like cosmic rain.
Saints watching from beyond the heavens fled in terror, retreating deep into the starry void. Below a Supreme's level, everyone was just an ant.
When a restricted zone entity unleashed its wrath, millions died. Who dared fight such forces?
Throughout the Big Dipper region, various powers went on high alert. Undying Mountain was where ancient Supremes rested after cutting their cultivation to extend their lives, but now something had triggered this disturbance.
Forces that had once produced Great Emperors brought out their Emperor weapons, preparing for possible war.
Heavenly Village
Ye Fan, Hei Huang, Sheng Huangzi, and their friends had gathered around a hotpot. The bubbling cauldron held exotic beast meat, powerful creatures they'd defeated and turned into dinner.
The conversation had been light and easy, as they'd earned this peaceful moment after countless battles.
Then the chaos at Undying Mountain reached even here.
The Supreme's unleashed aura made mountains and rivers shake.
Ye Fan had reached the Great Saint realm and mastered the Source Technique. He moved quickly, scattering dozens of top-grade source stones while using a holy artifact to tap into the earth's energy. A massive viewing screen appeared before the group.
Everything happening at Undying Mountain showed up in the display.
They watched a Raven boldly shouting at restricted zone Supremes, calling the masters of Undying Mountain worthless trash.
"What kind of place is Undying Mountain?" Sheng Huangzi whispered. "Even Great Emperors rarely dare go there."
Yet this creature stood there hurling insults.
"What could it be?" Ji Zi wondered. "Some Great Emperor's avatar?"
"Am I still dreaming?" Hei Huang stood up, wearing his golden shorts. "I'm seeing someone blocking Undying Mountain while calling restricted zone Supremes trash."
SLAP!
Ye Fan's palm sent Hei Huang flying into a mountain, and the impact turned the peak to rubble.
"Damn it, you bastard!" Hei Huang climbed out furiously.
"Wait," Ye Fan held up his hand.
"Got any last words?" Hei Huang showed his white fangs.
"Did that hurt?"
"Of course."
"Then this isn't a dream."
"Die, you jerk!" Hei Huang charged with bared teeth.
"Stop messing around and look!" Ji Zi shouted, pointing at the screen.
Ye Fan and Hei Huang froze, their attention snapping back to the display.
An Pu raised his battle halberd and attacked. His aura erupted, shaking heaven and earth with Supreme-level power. His strike carried the weight of his bloodline and accumulated strength.
"Big Golden Cob, teach him some manners!" the arrogant Raven commanded.
The tall figure in golden armor moved with calm purpose, showing no rush, no visible effort.
An Pu suddenly found himself affected by invisible forces. Reality bent around him as he became a living painting, trapped in two dimensions, unable to move or speak.
"Such incredible spatial mastery!"
Everyone recoiled in shock. This wasn't just a technique or cultivation, but the manipulation of reality's basic structure.
Ye Fan frowned as he studied what he'd seen. This method was unpredictable and almost impossible to counter. Even with overwhelming combat power, once caught, it would be nearly impossible to escape.
Buzz!
A Supreme from the restricted zone brought out his weapon.
Imperial power spread outward, striking fear into all living things. This wasn't just strength; it was absolute authority.
Saints beyond the domain went pale. An imperial weapon activated by an ancient Supreme could easily destroy entire provinces.
Imperial laws spread like divine fire, forming countless rays of deadly light that fell with absolute judgment.
An Pu dropped from his painted prison, blood streaming down his face. His aura was critically weakened, with earlier arrogance replaced by shock and pain.
The imperial weapon kept blazing with light, its killing intent crashing down on the Emperor's group, trying to crush them completely.
But in the next instant, something impossible happened.
The imperial weapon became wrapped in a transparent time bubble and vanished as if it had never existed.
Roars echoed from Undying Mountain's depths as the unleashed power grew stronger. Imperial will awakened with earth-shaking authority.
Moments felt like hours while reality held its breath.
Then the vanished weapon tore through space and time itself. It reappeared as if ripping through dimensions, flying back into Undying Mountain.
"The Law of Time again!"
Watchers from Taichu Ancient Mine, Divine Ruins, and other restricted zones observed with growing concern. They'd seen their opponent use time mastery once more.
The technique was beyond understanding. The opponent hadn't attacked the imperial weapon directly but instead used time itself to trap it in the past. Without its master's repeated calls, the weapon would have been lost in history.
"Friend, we admit our mistake."
The voice from Undying Mountain's depths carried something that might have been humility.
"You may freely enter and leave Undying Mountain. As long as you don't interfere with our goals, everything in the restricted zone belongs to you."
Every observer lost their composure.
A restricted zone Supreme was backing down, not just retreating, but actively offering tribute and territory.
"The Immortal Path is about to open," some experts understood, whispering among themselves. "They won't risk a big battle that might delay their shot at immortality."
In the past, a Supreme wouldn't have been able to resist such provocation. They would have come out to fight, with pride demanding satisfaction regardless of cost.
But with the Immortal Path's opening so close, the answer to countless years of suffering within reach, none wanted to act rashly. Every Supreme had waited too long to risk everything on pride alone.
Raven had planned to keep provoking them, his mouth already opening for another insult.
But the Emperor stopped him.
"Enough," the Emperor said telepathically. "These beings wield extremely dangerous power. They can only be suppressed through the manipulation of pure law. If they unleash their full strength, victory isn't guaranteed at our current level."
Raven felt the Emperor was serious this time, despite his bravado, he conceded for the time being.
"Fine," Raven reluctantly agreed, though his posture stayed defiant.
These restricted zone Supremes were desperate for longevity. Each time they emerged, they moved closer to final death. Once they manifested their full power, they would strike with devastating force born of desperation.
Raven only wanted his golden companion to suffer mild consequences, not trigger total war that could destroy them all.
Better to change the fate first and let his companion recover more strength. Besides, when it came to actual fighting, Raven himself was pretty weak.
If his ally ran away, he'd face multiple restricted zone Supremes alone, and that was certain death.
Undying Mountain chose to withdraw.
The decision rippled through the cultivation world as whispered conversations began among cultivators everywhere they gathered.
If Undying Mountain could back down, what did that mean for everything they knew?
Raven entered their domain and looted everything valuable, moving through their treasuries like a natural disaster. Even the legendary Enlightenment Tea Tree was stripped completely bare.
Before leaving, Raven stopped: "Tch, tch, you people have no manners, who sends their guests off without giving proper bags to keep all these gifts. You, yes, you give me your storage ring."
Raven pointed to An Pu, who was boiling with anger inside. In the end, he gave his ring. "Here, Lord Raven."
Raven quickly snatched it "Hmph, kids these days don't even know how to respect their elders, seriously, be grateful, kid, you met this generous crow, it is your honour, your ring was of some use to this great Raven HA-HA-HA"
The powerhouse of the restricted zone looked at his arrogant bird who looted their place and now was acting as if they should be honoured, they got robbed.
The audacity
Such arrogance made the restricted zone powerhouses rage internally, their hands shaking with suppressed fury.
Yet none dared act.
The Emperor watched this with growing unease. He'd also obtained something, a technological ship left by the Eternity Planet. The fusion of science and mystical power interested his ancient mind, but he found himself wondering about the real cost of this easy victory.
In his experience, enemies who retreated so readily were either planning something worse or desperate enough to sacrifice anything necessary.
Neither possibility comforted him.
"We should leave soon," he told Raven privately. "This victory feels hollow. They gave up too easily for beings of their power and pride."
But Raven was too busy cataloguing his stolen treasures to pay attention to such warnings.
The Emperor filed away his concerns for later. For now, they'd achieved their immediate goals, though time would show whether this victory's true price was worth paying.
[End of Chapter]
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New novel /Fanfiction? Idea
"Nuceria — a world without origin or natives, where the night remembers the sun and lost fragments of every reality fall from the sky. Among the first to ever arrive, one traveler rides through the golden sands beneath a sky that refuses to darken."
T/N:- You know, I have been thinking about this idea for few days, imagine a world.
Basically, with no end, it just never ends. Who knows what reality is? But till now, no one has found whether it's round or flat, whatever.
Now, imagine you have MC obviously, but this world of Golden Sand is connected to a fictional universe, and many times it pulls these characters into this world. For now, let's call it (Nuceria).
And that's how we build this up, like people getting dropped from all background normal anime characters, movie characters, Eldritch, I, and it's everyone, just not people sometimes even things.
Imagine you are on a camel riding the land on a glowing night, and suddenly a fucking Star Destroyer drops from the sky slowly and loudly, burning, and you are the only one who knows what it is.
And did I tell you about one of the most beautiful aspects of this world, that unlike our world, the night (Nuceria) doesn't really happen like night, I mean, yes, there is dim light, but still it is very much observable, the sun has set, but the land is still glowing.
Nuceria's night isn't glowing unnaturally, it's just brighter than any natural night we've known, like stepping back into an age before artificial light ruined the world's darkness.
The sky is deep and cosmic, but the land softly holds the memory of day, enough that you can see every dune's curve, every shadow's edge. You don't squint, and you don't need a torch; the air itself feels like it wants you to see.
It's that pre-electric, mythic kind of night, the kind travelers, poets, and ancient wanderers used to write about when they said the moonlight painted the earth. Only in Nuceria, the land itself seems to return that light.
....
Well, that's all from me. How do you like the idea? I mean, it has potential even as an original novel.
What do you say?