AWB Chapter 1146: The Big One is Coming
Chapter 1146: The Big One is Coming
"You all saw it just now, right? It suddenly went black for a moment."
Gu Heng was absolutely certain that he had not misjudged the situation.
"I saw it."
Qin Yiyao had already stood up, her moon-white dress fluttering even without wind.
A flash of dark golden light appeared in the depths of her eyes; it was her instinctive reaction to the abnormal fluctuations in the world at her current cultivation level.
"Someone is forcibly interfering with the destiny of the universe, thus causing unusual celestial phenomena."
Qin Yiyao's voice was cold: "It seems that the big event we've been waiting for so long is finally going to happen."
The sudden change in the sky was just the beginning. Gu Heng immediately saw the swirling cloud vortex high in the sky, as if it were being drawn by some unimaginably vast force, slowly gathering towards the majestic imperial palace in the center of the ancient capital of Qinggu.
"It's about to begin."
Gu Ce's voice rang out beside him. The Grand Preceptor had arrived at some unknown time, his gray robes remaining motionless in the rising wind.
Gu Heng turned his head and said, "The Imperial Advisor has arrived just in time. Don't you think the celestial phenomena are a bit..."
"It is His Majesty who is exerting his power."
The chill in Gu Ce's words made the surrounding temperature drop several degrees.
"The final infusion of energy during the divine ritual involves 36 million pre-set arrays within the territory of the Azure Ancient Divine Kingdom. At this moment, these arrays are being simultaneously infused with the dynasty's fortune. Each array must absorb the faith and wishes of at least ten million citizens of the divine kingdom in order to support the operation of the final ritual."
This is a harbinger.
Gu Heng first hid in the mountains for a few months to avoid the limelight, and then stayed at the Imperial Preceptor's residence for an even longer period of time, which took about a year in total.
Although he had been living a relatively peaceful life, he knew that what was coming would eventually come.
However, the entire ancient capital of Qinggu was unusually abuzz with excitement.
Faint cheers could be heard from all directions. Even inside the Imperial Preceptor's residence, Gu Heng could hear people shouting something in the distant streets and alleys.
"Auspicious signs from the gods! Extraordinary phenomena from the heavens!"
"His Majesty is about to bestow blessings upon us through divine power!"
"The nation's destiny is about to rise! The nation's destiny is about to rise!"
Those voices were filled with blind joy.
Gu Heng sighed: "They're still celebrating, how ironic."
He couldn't even imagine what expressions and emotions these ignorant people would have when they finally realized something was wrong at the last moment.
They can't be blamed for this; ignorance is bliss, but that's clearly not the case in the current situation.
Those powerful individuals who harbored suspicions about this might also know that they were powerless to stop it, so they might as well pack up their valuables and leave as soon as possible. However, there were plenty of people in the Qinggu Divine Kingdom who could not be smuggled.
Gu Ce said in a calm tone: "The divine sacrifice requires the power of will as a catalyst. The torrent of faith generated by the sincere prayers of hundreds of millions of people can enhance the effectiveness of the sacrificial array. The more the people devote their efforts to this, the purer the power of will will be, and the more thorough the absorption will be after seven days."
"Seven more days?" Gu Heng took a deep breath.
"The divine sacrifice will officially begin in seven days. At that time, His Majesty will appear at the altar in the Imperial Palace and use himself as a medium to guide the array to devour the fortune and the people of the divine kingdom, and forcefully break through the divine barrier."
Gu Ce said indifferently, "Mr. Gu should still remember what we agreed on before, right?"
"remember."
Gu Heng nodded.
At the most crucial moment of the divine sacrifice, he only needed to sneak into the secret realm and seize the 'divine body' of the Azure Ancient God Lord, which was condensed from divine authority. Although, according to Gu Ce, it was not a real body, but some kind of object that could be easily taken away.
Whether that's true or not, Gu Heng didn't dare to say, but he was going to do it anyway.
The situation was now too opportune for him to back down.
"Then there's no problem."
Qin Yiyao suddenly spoke up: "What does the Imperial Advisor need me to do?"
Gu Ce looked at her, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes: "You are in charge of the Fortune Observation Platform. Once the divine sacrifice begins, the fortune of the divine kingdom will be violently turbulent. I need someone to stabilize the situation and prevent the fortune from collapsing completely and triggering a chain of disasters. You are the most suitable candidate."
"can."
Qin Yiyao agreed readily.
She already knew her special qualities: with the God Emperor's Battle Formation at her disposal and her so-called "status," the fate and destiny of the Azure Ancient God Kingdom were also drawn to her.
Qin Yiyao had tried it once before.
However, back then she was still weak and would be overwhelmed by that immense wealth. Now, things are very different.
What Qinggu Shenjun will have to do then is compete with her for it, and he definitely won't be able to beat her!
The garden fell silent for a moment, save for the increasingly loud cheers that surged in from afar, making the silence all the more somber.
"Seven days left."
Gu Ce concluded, "Mr. Gu, Miss Qin, prepare yourselves early."
His figure faded away, as if he had never appeared.
Qin Yiyao looked at Gu Heng, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just whispered, "Master, I'm going to rest."
"Go ahead," Gu Heng patted her shoulder. "Don't push yourself too hard."
Qin Yiyao nodded and left.
Her back was straight, and her moon-white dress looked like a drawn sword in the darkening sky.
……
The interior of the Dark Realm is not as absolutely dark as one might imagine.
There is a dim light here, but the light seems to originate from the darkness itself, presenting an extremely deep and unsettling color, outlining the contours of an incomparably vast and strangely landscaped world.
The sky is a dome of eternal night, with some irregularly shaped stars hanging there, emitting a faint glow.
The land is covered with rugged, black crystalline mountains, flowing with rivers as thick as tar, and covered with twisted and bizarre vegetation.
This place is not a desolate wasteland; on the contrary, it has an orderly atmosphere and a tenacious vitality.
But everything is submerged in the omnipresent concept of "darkness".
This is also the rebels' stronghold in the underworld, which they have been operating for many years.
The Palace of Eternal Night.
A magnificent palace situated in the heart of the Dark Realm mountains, entirely constructed from the Dark Realm's unique mystic stones, with a rugged and ancient style and a vast interior space.
At this moment, all the rebels who could still be contacted were gathered in the main hall.
Qing Yixuan sat at the very edge of the Eternal Night Hall, looking around.
She didn't know what had happened, but this meeting must be very important.
The old general of Molou was in the first few rows.
As a descendant of the divine destiny who "abandoned darkness for light," she was allowed to sit at the bottom of the table as an observer despite her peak Creation Realm strength, which made her both nervous and somewhat excited.
Although he could directly advance from the first level of Nirvana Realm to the peak of Nirvana Realm as the "only one in all realms" once he broke through to Nirvana Realm, perhaps this is why the rebels felt that they deserved this qualification.
After all, the descendants of the Heavenly Mandate still have privileges.
This privilege can only be taken away by a god, and it is clear that Qinggu God-King definitely wants to take it away, but he is not a god. The God-Emperor of the Dynasty who can make the decision may not have any objection to it at all.
Therefore, the situation that Qing Yixuan had imagined—that her strength would decline—did not occur.
This is one of the few pieces of good news since he defected to the rebels.
"Is this all there is to the rebels?"
Qing Yixuan asked herself a question.
Of course, no one could respond to her.