Free Web NovelAccompanying those figures, some strange, some familiar, some ferocious, some beautiful, some born human-shaped, some twisted and distorted, appeared before Lu Yibei’s eyes, and a corner of the space and time where those figures resided also flashed past her in a fleeting glance.
Dilapidated cities shrouded in thick smoke, various corpses scattered among mountains and rivers, and villages like small boats drifting on the vast...
Suddenly, war broke out, scorching the earth.
Humans against humans, beasts against beasts, monsters against monsters, fighting each other, roars and shouts shaking heaven and earth.
A lonely preacher, dragging a broken body, sang hymns of despair and sorrow amidst flames and ruins, calling out to the gods who had passed away.
On a desolate plain, nothing but gray and white, a lonely figure walked silently, seemingly waiting for death, yet also searching for hope.
Countless lives perished in those scenes, not just humans, but also birds and beasts, flowers and trees, but... there were always some sparks of hope remaining, allowing life to flourish again.
Then.
Those corners of time, some cold, some noisy, some dilapidated, also shattered.
Thus, Lu Yibei returned to the suffocating darkness, drifting with the surging torrent in the darkness, as if breaking the shackles of time and space, endlessly.
It seemed like dozens of centuries had passed, yet it also seemed like only a fleeting moment, when a woman’s ethereal voice entered Lu Yibei’s ears.
“The river has a slender beauty, water born by the charming bank. That beautiful spirit offering can awaken the gods. Jiao Fu lost his pendant, do not think of the distant person...”
Someone was humming softly, with conflicting emotions of both sorrow and relief.
Hearing the sound, Lu Yibei was startled.
The poem the woman sang was from “Shan Hai Jing Tu Zan · Da Huang Bei Jing,” praising the beauty of Qingyi Tiannv Nvba. Part of its content even appeared in the description of Qingyi Tiannv’s Wang Quan (Royal Authority). Lu Yibei had checked it in the si ye book when she integrated Royalty and her Wang Quan (Royal Authority) transformed into Qingyi Tiannv.
At this moment, suddenly hearing someone humming this poem, she suddenly had a subtle feeling of walking on the street and hearing a stranger praising her from behind.
It’s really embarrassing!
But if they are a fan, as long as they are not some crazy, extreme anti-fan, there should be no threat, right?
Lu Yibei thought, and as she instinctively blinked and reopened her eyes, the darkness surrounding her silently dissipated. Accompanied by a strong but not painful hot current in her eyes, her vision seemed to penetrate time, catching a glimpse of scenes from distant time and space.
She saw a small, exquisite palace floating above a sea of clouds, like a work of art. Inside the palace, plants were lush and beautiful. A red-haired woman dressed in Qingyi stood at the edge of the palace terrace, bowing her head and looking down at the earth.
Who is she? Why... do I feel a sense of familiarity? Lu Yibei wondered.
Immediately after, a soft call from an unknown source interrupted her thoughts.
“Ba, the Lord of Jiuli sent the Earl of Wind and Master of Rain to unleash great winds and rain. Ying Long went to meet them in battle but was no match for the two and has already been defeated. You... are you willing to display your divine powers and stop the wind and rain?”
As that soft call sounded, the Qingyi woman turned around. After seeing her appearance clearly, Lu Yibei suddenly understood where that subtle sense of familiarity came from.
Looking at the woman, she had a momentary feeling of looking in a mirror.
Although the woman, apart from her long red hair, did not bear much resemblance to her in appearance, the indescribable aura she exuded was almost identical to her own in her mythical form.
“...”
Was she the legendary Goddess, Nvba, the daughter of the Yellow Emperor?
But why would she suddenly glimpse her past?
Weren’t all the things she saw just now Extinction-Bringer of Old Days? Lu Yibei was astonished.
Immediately after, as she gradually equated Nvba with the Extinction-Bringer of Old Days in her mind, and before she could fully sort out her thoughts, the scene before her blurred with Nvba’s response after a long hesitation.
She said, “I understand, I am willing to go.”
“Hmm?” Hearing Ba’s answer, the questioner seemed a little surprised, and said softly with a hint of astonishment, “Ba, are you not going to consider it again? If you go, you are very likely to...”
“I know.” The woman said, “Very likely to never return, right? But someone has to go, don’t they? Besides, I was originally... never mind, in short, I will go.”
As her voice fell, Lu Yibei’s vision returned to silence.
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When her vision cleared again, Lu Yibei saw a world enveloped by swaying wind and rain.
Thick dark clouds stretched for thousands of miles. Beneath the dark clouds, two strange figures, vaguely covered in faint light, could be seen: one with deer antlers on its head, leopard print on its body, and a python tail trailing behind it; the other covered in red scales, with the appearance of a red-bearded savage, its body fluctuating in size as its large mouth opened and closed.
The two hovered in the sky, wantonly unleashing their terrifying Spiritual Energy, stirring up gales and torrential rain with their casual gestures.
Calamity urban legend! Lu Yibei instantly judged the Spiritual Energy level of the two figures. To command natural phenomena like wind and rain so effortlessly, she had seen such a state once before, on Zhang Huainan.
Under the influence of the Wang Quan (Royal Authority) of those two Calamity urban legend, the sky seemed to be torn open with countless gashes. Amidst lightning and thunder, strong winds carried rain threads as thick as fingers, lashing the earth like countless whipping long whips, emitting heart-stopping crisp sounds.
As the rainwater continuously accumulated in the mountains and on the land, the flood revealed its ferocious face, erupting in terrifying roars, carrying rocks and mud. Beneath the turbid and surging water, countless twisted and distorted figures appeared and disappeared intermittently.
Such a scene inevitably brought to mind the apocalyptic legends of floods engulfing the world, prevalent in various parts of the world.
“Roar—!”
Suddenly, with an earth-shshattering roar, a black giant dragon with wings on its back soared into the sky, churning in the wind and rain, its head held high and its tail swaying, trying its best to carry every life about to be swallowed by the wind and rain onto its back.
Time passed bit by bit. Perhaps the two strange figures intensified the use of their Wang Quan (Royal Authority), leaving countless wounds on the giant dragon’s body, or perhaps as more and more creatures gathered on its back, accumulating an unbearable weight, the black giant dragon gradually became overwhelmed.
It flew lower and lower, its body shaking violently, its wings trembling, as if it could fall into the surging flood at any moment.
At that critical moment, a crimson pillar of light pierced through the sky-covering dark clouds. The Qingyi, red-haired woman descended from the sky with the crimson light falling from the heavens. Powerful Spiritual Energy surged behind her, gradually turning from ethereal to solid, outlining a graceful phantom thousands of meters tall.
She walked in the air, stepping towards the two Calamity urban legend that stirred the wind and rain. Wherever she passed, the floodwaters on the ground boiled, steaming with thick mist. Countless urban legend hidden in the flood visibly peeled and rotted, their painful wails rising and falling...
“Retreat!”
The woman gazed forward and said so, not speaking to the two Calamity urban legend, but to the torrential rain and strong winds that filled the sky.
As her voice fell, a Spiritual Energy that made one’s blood boil and body hot spread out, enveloping the sky. The endless dark clouds covering the sky suddenly trembled, then, like a violent explosion, they collapsed with deafening thunder.
Thus, the wind and rain dissipated, and the scorching sun shone upon the earth.
Immediately after, a gust of wind blew out of nowhere, sweeping away the dust and everything in front of Lu Yibei’s eyes. Nvba’s figure froze in her vision, then vanished into thin air, becoming nothing.
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“Let’s set off! This land is no longer suitable for us to live in. Only by seeking the protection of the gods can we survive...”
In a trance, Lu Yibei heard an old voice say this.
As that voice sounded, she unexpectedly glimpsed a familiar scene. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ
After the disasters brought by strong winds and torrential rain subsided, seemingly endless drought dominated the land. People who had barely survived wandered like ghosts on the cracked desert, constantly praying to the gods, constantly migrating, and finally found refuge under a huge peach tree covered with crows and sparrows where the sun rose.
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This was the scene Lu Yibei saw when she first met Ju Meng and wounded the weakened Ju Meng with her ancestral cleaver, through the Wang Quan (Royal Authority) contained in Ju Meng’s blood.
Perhaps it was the special connection she had with Ju Meng due to the red thread of fate, and the origin of Nvba’s Wang Quan (Royal Authority) with the birth of the original Taoyuan people, that allowed her to glimpse such a scene again.
The familiar scene was fleeting.
Lu Yibei’s vision once again plunged into darkness.
In the darkness, she heard a conversation.
“Five years! That land, thousands of miles wide, hasn’t had a drop of rain for five whole years. It can’t go on like this! If it continues like this...” someone roared gruffly.
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“I understand, then let Ba leave!”
“That’s not what I meant, I meant...”
“It’s okay.” The authoritative voice interrupted again, “She has already prepared herself.”
After a long silence, another person asked, “But where should she go?”
“North, just north of Chishui... Once she leaves, clear the waterways, dig ditches, and the drought can be resolved.”
Thus, Goddess Ba, who had once saved the land and countless living beings, was expelled.
Lu Yibei listened to the conversation coming from the darkness, and a blurred image appeared before her eyes.
On the dry and desolate land, a figure in Qingyi kept walking north, further and further, further and further. A figure that inspired awe and made one want to kneel watched her depart, tears welling up in his deep eyes.
A sudden gust of wind rose, stirring up dust, gradually blurring the figure of Goddess Ba. In that wind, soft whispers rose, continuously spreading... spreading her story.
“There is Zhong Mountain, a woman in Qingyi...”
“The river has a slender beauty, water born by the charming bank. That beautiful spirit offering can awaken the gods...”
“The Lord of Jiuli invited the Earl of Wind and Master of Rain to unleash great winds and rain, and the Emperor sent Tiannv Ba to stop the rain, and then executed her.”
Time flowed slowly. Unbeknownst to when, Nvba, as described in the stories, began to turn ugly, as if she were the source of all disasters.
“Nvba, same as Ba, where she resides, the sky does not rain...”
“Nvba causes mischief, no rain in early summer. By this month, the earth will dry up, and all grains fear depletion...” frёewebnoѵēl.com
“...”
As the stories spread, that lonely figure’s exquisite appearance began to twist and become grotesque, her long hair falling out, her body hunched, like a crimson flower withering and decaying.
And then, the legends about Goddess Ba also disappeared, and the woman standing alone north of Chishui also vanished without a trace.
The moment the woman completely dissipated, her figure suddenly became clear before Lu Yibei’s eyes.
She gazed at Lu Yibei quietly, revealing a warm and relieved smile, then raised her arm and gently waved, as if waving goodbye.
That scene only stayed in Lu Yibei’s eyes for a brief moment. By the time she recovered from her astonishment and wanted to see more clearly, the woman had completely vanished, leaving only an exceptionally tiny, yet dazzling crimson flame emitting terrifying Spiritual Energy fluctuations, flickering there...
That flame contained the entirety of Goddess Ba’s Wang Quan (Royal Authority)!
Lu Yibei, “...” What does that mean? You want me to pass on the flame, right? Is this some kind of ritual to advance to Calamity?
Having witnessed the entire experience of the legendary Calamity urban legend—Goddess Ba—an unspeakable, uncomfortable feeling arose in her heart.
Although Goddess Ba actively chose that path of sacrifice, Lu Yibei felt it was a grand-scale sacrifice.
Sacrificing Goddess Ba, who was suspected to be a destructive factor, letting her become an Extinction-Bringer of Old Days, bearing the malice from countless living beings and even the entire world alone, and finally perishing in the constantly intensifying corruption.
As a urban legend possessing the Qingyi Tiannv’s Wang Quan (Royal Authority) derived from Goddess Ba, if Lu Yibei accepted her power and advanced to Calamity, she would likely suffer the same fate.
That was also the fate of most Extinction-Bringer of Old Days who chose to actively resist.
“...”
Damn it, is it either destroy the world or destroy myself?
Does it have to be so extreme!
Is there no compromise? As a Z Country person, I still prefer a compromise...
Lu Yibei thought, gazing at the crimson smoke and fire, falling into deep contemplation.
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On the other side.
On the dilapidated and crumbling rooftop.
Chatterbox Girl followed Lu Yibei’s perspective of advancing to Calamity, watching Goddess Ba’s past, her face filled with surprise. It was a long time before she came back to her senses.
“Why did she see these things...”
What Lu Yibei glimpsed was a scene she had never seen when she advanced to Calamity.
Perhaps it was because the proportion of mythical Wang Quan (Royal Authority) in her body was higher?
But...
A hypothesis had just popped into Chatterbox Girl’s mind, but she immediately rejected it.
The fragmented scenes she had glimpsed of Lilith being expelled from the Peach Garden when she advanced to Calamity were far from as complete as what Lu Yibei had seen.
Although whether the glimpsed scenes of Wang Quan (Royal Authority) origin are complete or not has little to do with the strength after advancing to Calamity.
That is merely a preliminary symbol of acquiring Calamity strength. If they do not abandon the Wang Quan (Royal Authority) that helped them ascend to Calamity and condense their own unique Wang Quan (Royal Authority), they can only forever stand still and become the weakest among the Calamity.
However, Chatterbox Girl still wanted to understand why Lu Yibei had glimpsed such a complete scene.
After a long period of contemplation, as if she had thought of something, her eyes suddenly lit up. “Could it be because of the Nightmare? Is it because her Wang Quan (Royal Authority) was interfered with by the Nightmare during the advancement process?”
“Yes, that’s most likely it! But...”
“After seeing such a scene, will Lu Yibei still accept that power?”
Chatterbox Girl was a little worried. Although if she had another chance, she would undoubtedly grasp that flame.
However, she knew Lu Yibei too well. With Lu Yibei’s current unscrupulous nature, there was a high probability she would give up.
She looked up at the projection in the sky, gazing at Lu Yibei, who was hovering beside that flame, and clenched her pink fists...
