Chapter 2155: Chaos in Pure Land!
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!"
The tranquility of the Pure Land was shattered in an instant. Beneath the vast false sky, where countless stars shimmered alongside a brilliant, eternal moon, an eruption of profound energy exploded outward with terrifying force.
The entire Pure Land trembled.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Every head turned.
Every spiritual sense stretched out in an instant, seeking the source of the overwhelming energy.
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To the south of the Pure Land, where ancient stone houses stood in orderly rows, the once-peaceful night had been thrown into complete chaos. These structures, though lacking luxury, were built with solemn pride, for they were home to the Abyssal Knights and the Pure Land Guards.
To become an Abyssal Knight, one had to endure countless trials—trials of heart, will, and soul. Only those who survived and succeeded were granted the supreme honor of receiving a personal artifact, an identity plate, and the right to serve under the Abyssal Monarch himself.
Yet beyond even this honor, those with cultivation high enough to reach the Divine Limited Realm were granted something far greater—a place to live within the Pure Land itself.
A land untouched by Abyssal Dust.
To dwell here was the greatest glory one could attain within the Abyss.
How many had dreamed of this? How many had fought, struggled, and bled for the right to escape the corruption of the Abyssal Dust and step foot in this paradise?
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And yet tonight, in this very place—
An explosion of profound energy erupted with such force that ancient bricks and tiles were torn from their foundations, thrown into the air as a storm of destruction swept across the land!
"Sir Knight Commander! What are you doing?!!!!!!!!!"
"Sir Yuchi! What are you doing??!!!!"
"Nanxing! What the blood fucks do you think you're doing?!!!!"
"Little Southern Abyss, what's going on?!"
One by one, voices erupted from all directions, their owners shouting in shock and disbelief. Those closest to the epicenter of the explosion instinctively raised their voices, demanding an explanation. They recognized this aura.
They were all familiar with the energy that had just detonated like a storm, and that familiarity only deepened their confusion.
Yuchi Nanxing—the Southern Abyss Knight Commander, one of the thirty-six Knight Commanders of the Abyss's Pure Land!
In this peaceful night, what the hell was he thinking, unleashing his Divine Limited Realm cultivation like this?!!!
Had he gone mad? Was he under attack? What reason could possibly justify such reckless destruction?!
Yet, even as the furious roars echoed across the night, Yuchi Nanxing did not respond.
No—he couldn't respond.
Because even he didn't know what he was doing.
His body trembled violently, his breathing ragged, his pupils flickering with chaos. His profound energy had erupted on its own. He could feel it raging inside him, surging like a violent tide, but no matter how hard he tried—he couldn't control it.
His thoughts blurred.
His body refused to obey his will.
His own cultivation—his own power—had been forcefully drawn out, turned against him in a way that defied reason.
And for the first time in his life, a sliver of pure, unrelenting fear crept into his heart.
The Gods' spiritual senses extended toward the scene, scrutinizing every detail in an attempt to make sense of what was happening. Yet, despite their vast perception and divine insight, they detected nothing unusual about the Knight Commander's body.
What was happening?
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"Father, Auntie Qingying, what's going on?"
Hua Caili's voice rang out as she turned to her father and aunt, her brows furrowed with concern. The sudden explosion of profound energy had rattled the night, yet the unease she felt had begun long before this moment.
Though the eruption came from a Divine Limited Realm cultivator, something about it felt wrong—deeply wrong.
For the past few days, an odd, persistent dread had been gnawing at her heart. She couldn't explain it, but it was there—a foreboding shadow that refused to fade. Because of this, she had withdrawn from most interactions, limiting her time with others and visiting Yun Che only on rare occasions. Yet, instead of fading, the ominous feeling had only grown stronger.
And now… this.
Her chest tightened. The moment she felt the violent eruption of profound energy, the suffocating sense of dread sharpened into something much worse.
Something was terribly wrong.
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In the Abyss, those who reached the Divine Limited Realm were considered true Half-Gods—if not Gods outright in the eyes of many. Their power instilled fear across the lands, their very presence a deterrent against all but the strongest beings.
Yet here, in the Pure Land, where the Abyssal Monarch ruled, where the twelve True Gods were gathered—the power of a Divine Limited Realm expert was nothing.
So why?
Why would a Knight Commander recklessly unleash his full aura like this?!
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"I… don't know."
Hua Qingying's voice was uncharacteristically uncertain as she responded to her niece, her expression unreadable.
Hua Caili's unease only deepened at that.
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"Hmm… let's wait and see."
Hua Fuchen finally spoke, his voice calm yet heavy with contemplation. As a True God, his insight far surpassed that of others, and yet, even he could not fully grasp what was happening.
His divine senses had probed the Knight Commander thoroughly, yet all he could discern was that something was wrong. Terribly wrong.
But beyond that…
He had nothing.
Aside from the trio, countless spiritual senses stretched toward the scene, their owners frowning in deep thought. One by one, those who had extended their divine perception arrived at the same conclusion.
Nothing made sense.
The gathered elites exchanged confused glances, some murmuring amongst themselves. Others simply stood in silence, scratching their heads, unable to make sense of what had just occurred.
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"Wait…"
Hua Fuchen's voice, normally calm and composed, suddenly trembled.
His face twisted in horror.
Beside him, Hua Qingying froze, her expression shifting in an instant from confusion to absolute dread.
A suffocating silence followed.
Then—
"Caili, stay here!"
Without another word, both of them shot into the sky.
Their figures streaked across the night, racing toward the Knight Commander's location at full speed. There was no time for explanations, no time to even look back. Whatever they had just realized—it was terrifying enough to shake even True Gods.
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As they sped through the sky, Hua Fuchen's voice roared out.
"Brother Kongchan! Are you seeing what I'm seeing?!!!"
His voice carried a weight of sheer urgency, something even those behind him could feel.
Meng Kongchan, already mid-flight, turned his head slightly, his face twisted in confusion.
"How… the…"
His words trailed off as he looked ahead. His pupils constricted.
Then, he understood.
And he was shaken to his very core.
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Beside them, more and more figures took to the skies.
All the High Priests.
All the Divine Regents.
All the elders of the great Kingdoms.
It wasn't the Knight Commander's power that had sent the entire Pure Land into chaos.
It was something far, far worse.
Something that should have never appeared here.
Abyssal Dust!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Ugh… ugh… argh…!"
A choking, guttural sound tore from Yuchi Nanxing's throat as his body convulsed violently. His profound energy spiraled out of control, warping into something unnatural, something monstrous.
Then—before the eyes of every gathered powerhouse—
BOOOOOM!!!
Abyssal Dust exploded from within him.
A gray-yellow miasma burst out, surging from the depths of his very soul. It didn't merely seep from his pores—it erupted outward in a violent storm, spreading across his body in mere moments.
His eyes, once filled with intelligence and will, dimmed.
His life force faded.
Destruction took hold.
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"ROARRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!"
A monstrous, inhuman shriek tore through the air, sending waves of terror through even the most battle-hardened elites.
In the span of mere breaths, the once-revered Knight Commander—a protector of the Pure Land—was no more.
His skin dissolved into nothingness, his body breaking down as his very being was devoured by the Abyssal Dust.
The dust did not simply cover him—it became him.
His body vanished, leaving behind only a humanoid form made entirely of writhing gray-yellow Abyssal Dust.
The process was complete.
He had become an Abyssal Ghost.
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"WHATTTTTTTT?!!!"
Terrified cries rang through the night. Expressions twisted in horror, in disbelief, in absolute shock. Even some of the most hardened experts staggered back, as if the sheer impossibility of what they had just witnessed was too much to comprehend.
This… this was impossible!
They all knew exactly what they had just witnessed.
The birth of an Abyssal Ghost.
And yet—it was something that should have never happened here!
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To be corrupted into an Abyssal Ghost was the same fate as turning into an Abyssal Beast—only one was for humans, the other for creatures.
Within the Fog Sea, where Abyssal Dust was thick enough to swallow entire kingdoms, those who succumbed to its corruption would:
Be completely erased, their bodies and souls disintegrating into nothing. Transform into an Abyssal Beast—if they were a creature. Or become an Abyssal Ghost—if they were human.
Both were the same horrifying fate.
Abyssal Beasts and Abyssal Ghosts—both were soulless monstrosities, twisted beyond recognition, stripped of their former selves, left with only destruction in their wake.
But that was in the Fog Sea.
That was in places where Abyssal Dust was so concentrated that even Divine Limited Realm experts feared to tread!
Here, in the Pure Land?
This should have been impossible!
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The only recent case even remotely close was Long Xi, but she had been different. She carried an Abyssal Core inside her, a direct, visible sign of corruption.
But Yuchi Nanxing?
He had no visible signs of contamination. His body had shown no prior corrosion. Even when True Gods had examined him, nothing had seemed out of the ordinary!
And yet, before their very eyes—
He had turned.
—
The implications were terrifying.
"What…"
Deep within the heart of his royal palace, the Abyssal Monarch's eyes snapped open. His expression, normally composed and unreadable, darkened in an instant.
Even he—**the supreme ruler of the Abyss—**had been alarmed.
Here, in his domain, such a thing should have been impossible.
The Pure Land was the very body of a Heavenly Treasure—a divine land formed from its power. Its essence had created a world where Abyssal Dust could not exist, a realm untouched by the corruption that plagued the rest of the Abyss.
Yet now—Abyssal Dust had appeared.
Just like the True Gods, just like every gathered elite, he, too, was shaken.
His divine will surged outward, spanning the entire Pure Land in an instant. And without hesitation, his figure disappeared.
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BOOOOOM!!!
Before the stunned Gods and Divine Regents, a new presence descended upon the battlefield.
The air trembled.
The skies quaked.
The Monarch had arrived.
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"ROARRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!"
The moment the Abyssal Ghost sensed their arrival, its will—an instinct of pure destruction—erupted.
Its distorted humanoid form, now nothing more than a mass of writhing gray-yellow Abyssal Dust, howled with fury.
And then—it attacked.
A surge of explosive profound energy detonated outward, sending forth a monstrous shockwave of annihilation.
The sheer force of it cracked the earth, sending massive fissures ripping across the Pure Land. The skies above twisted and fractured, space itself shattering like brittle glass.
A roar of endless destruction shook the heavens—
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And then, in the next instant—
The world went still.
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The explosion of destruction—halted.
The Abyssal Ghost, in the middle of its rampage, froze.
Not by its own will.
It was being suppressed.
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"ROARRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!"
A guttural, enraged howl ripped from its formless throat, but it could do nothing.
The gathered Gods had taken action.
Their divine auras descended, locking onto the Abyssal Ghost like an unbreakable prison.
The will of the True Gods, ancient and absolute, bore down upon the creature—rendering it utterly powerless.
It had not even lifted a single finger, and yet, it had already lost.
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As the Gods and experts gathered around the Abyssal Ghost, scrutinizing its unnatural existence, a single figure vanished from the Pure Land.
Through a pre-prepared teleportation point, his presence was erased in an instant.
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In the span of a single breath—
He had already arrived in a yellow-gray world—the Endless Fog Sea, where Abyssal Dust devoured all in its wake.
The moment he set foot upon this desolate, corrupted land, the air itself trembled.
A beast's roar tore through the endless void, a deafening response to his will.
Within an instant—
A monstrous Abyssal Beast materialized before him, its immense form shaking the very heavens.
And then—
More came.
One after another, beasts of terrifying power emerged from the Fog Sea, their bodies exuding a suffocating aura. The very ground quaked beneath their presence, an overwhelming force of destruction gathered in one place.
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"This should be enough."
Yun Che's voice was calm, unwavering.
Carefully, he lowered Long Xi onto the ground, placing her within the center of a barrier infused with his own soul.
As long as his soul remained intact, neither the Abyssal Dust nor the beasts of the Fog Sea would be able to disturb her.
But that was not enough.
As a precaution, he selected a few of the strongest Abyssal Beasts in the region and commanded them to guard the place.
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"Wait for me, Qingyue…"
His voice was low but resolute.
Then—
A red light flared in the abyssal fog.
It expanded, engulfing himself and the gathered beasts.
In the next instant—they vanished.
Scattered across multiple locations, near his true target.
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Within the span of mere breaths, Yun Che had already returned to the Pure Land.
His arrival was swift—soundless.
Like a shadow slipping through the cracks of reality, he confirmed that no one had noticed his absence.
Under the cover of night's silence, his form once again vanished.
His invisibility arts surged to their absolute limit.
The very laws of existence bent around him, concealing him from all senses.
And then—
Yun Che disappeared without a trace.
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"What… is happening?"
Deep within the residence of the Eternal Night, a cold yet graceful figure stood by the window, gazing into the distance with her Divine Senses. Her brows furrowed slightly, her usually unreadable expression flickering with a trace of confusion.
She could sense it.
An energy that shouldn't exist in the Pure Land.
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Outside, the Divine Regent and the elders had already rushed toward the scene. The once heavily-guarded halls of the Eternal Night were now silent, leaving only her behind.
For the first time since her confinement—she was alone.
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"This energy… Abyssal Dust?"
A whisper left her lips as she expanded her senses further, trying to make sense of what she was feeling.
Impossible. Absolutely impossible.
Abyssal Dust should not exist here.
And yet…
The more she focused, the more undeniable it became.
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"Just what's happening?"
The unease that had been steadily growing within her heart over the past few weeks suddenly intensified.
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Since that day, since her identity as an 'Outsider' was revealed, she had been recovering.
Her once burned and battered body had been painstakingly restored under the combined efforts of the elders and countless divine pills. Each day, she had felt her strength returning, her body mending—but no matter how much she healed, the unease inside her refused to fade.
She knew what awaited her.
The moment she was deemed fully recovered, the Monarch would summon her once more.
And this time…
He would not stop with a mere surface soul search.
He would use any means necessary to pry into her very being, to uncover the truth behind her lost memories, and most importantly—the secret of her ability to control Abyssal Dust.
But before any of that could happen—
Chaos had already descended upon the Pure Land.
Suddenly, a strange feeling washed over her.
It was as if **someone had arrived—**as if a presence had suddenly materialized right before her.
Her expression darkened. She scanned the room immediately, her Divine Senses expanding to their absolute limit.
Nothing.
Not a single fluctuation. Not a single trace of profound energy. The room was empty.
And yet…
Her instincts screamed otherwise.
What her eyes and power failed to detect, her heart could not ignore.
Someone was here.
Watching her.
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"WHO ARE YOU?!!"
Her sharp voice shattered the silence, filled with undeniable authority and vigilance.
No response.
She took a step forward, her aura beginning to stir.
"I know you're here! Come out!"
Her profound energy surged—on the verge of eruption. If this intruder refused to reveal themselves, she would force them out and alert everyone in the vicinity.
And then—
A figure appeared.
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Like mist unraveling under moonlight, he emerged before her.
His presence, once hidden, now stood clear.
A man—clad entirely in white.
His features were flawless, carrying an indescribable charm that made him stand out no matter where he went.
He radiated an aura that commanded attention—the kind that turned heads in every crowd, that made him impossible to ignore.
Her eyes widened.
Meng Jianyuan.
No—Yun Che.
He had arrived.