Chapter 2156: Fog Monarch in Pure Land
The moment Yun Che's form was revealed, Shen Wuyi instinctively **tensed—**but almost immediately, she let out a small sigh of relief.
She knew him.
Although they had never truly interacted, he was supposed to be her opponent. But now that she had been revealed as an outsider, her path had already deviated from what was once set before her.
Everything had changed.
There was no longer any meaning in that match, no longer any meaning in the so-called tournament.
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Yet, she had no time for distractions.
The chaos outside was still unfolding, and she could already feel the powerful presences gathered at the scene.
She had no reason to entertain him.
So, she got straight to the point.
"Shen Wuyi greets Divine Son Yuan. What brings you here?"
Her voice was direct, her tone unwavering.
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"Come with me."
Yun Che's words were calm, firm—undeniable.
Before she could even react, he spoke again.
"We don't have much time."
And then—he extended his hand toward her.
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???????
For the first time, Shen Wuyi hesitated.
Her sharp gaze flickered with confusion.
What was he talking about?
"Divine Son Yuan, what are you saying?"
Her tone remained steady, but a slight trace of wariness seeped into her voice.
She could not understand.
What did he mean by 'come with him'?
What was he planning?
"Qingyue, come with me! We have to go now!"
Yun Che's voice was urgent, his Divine Senses sweeping over the distant chaos. He could feel it—the Gods were already piecing things together. His time was running out.
His escape could not afford even the slightest flaw.
But she wasn't moving.
She wasn't reaching for his hand.
Damn it!
"I am Yun Che!
I am your husband!
And you—Xia Qingyue—are my wife!
Come with me!"
The moment her full name was spoken—
Her body trembled.
Xia Qingyue.
Her soul quaked.
She had heard the name 'Qingyue' within her own soul before. That was why the Monarch had been able to recognize her name during the soul search.
But this…
This was the first time she had ever heard her full name.
"Xia… Qingyue…"
The moment those words entered her ears, something inside her shifted.
The blurry images buried deep within her soul—those fragmented echoes of a past she could never reach—began to stir violently.
Something was trying to awaken.
Something she could not understand.
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"Come on!"
Seeing her stunned silence, Yun Che knew he couldn't afford to wait.
Without hesitation, he grabbed her hand.
—
At the same time, his power of invisibility expanded, spreading over both of them in an instant.
And then—
The stone gifted by the Heaven Smithing Devil Emperor glowed softly.
Their forms began to fade.
Within mere moments—they vanished from the Eternal Night's residence.
Their destination—
Dreamweaver's residence.
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The appearance of Abyssal Dust had drawn every powerhouse in the Pure Land to the scene. True Gods, Divine Regents, and countless elites all converged, their Divine Senses locking onto the monstrous entity before them.
The Abyssal Ghost—once Knight Commander Yuchi Nanxing—was now a creature fully consumed by Abyssal Dust.
And yet…
Outside of the sheer impossibility of such a transformation occurring in the Pure Land, the gathered experts could detect nothing else abnormal.
The Knight Commander had not partially transformed, nor had he shown signs of resistance.
He had completely, irreversibly become an Abyssal Ghost.
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"Lord God Prince, do you have any idea what's going on?"
Beside the Abyssal Monarch, Mo Su, the Chief Priest, Big Rage, asked telepathically, his voice carrying an undetectable urgency.
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"No."
The Abyssal Monarch, Mo Su, responded with an equal sense of uncertainty.
"I have never seen anything like this before. In fact, I was just about to ask you the same thing, Big Rage."
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Their conversation was hidden, imperceptible to even the other True Gods.
To the rest of the world, the Abyssal Monarch was an unchallenged ruler, an eternal being of absolute dominion.
But to Big Rage, the Chief Priest, the Abyssal Monarch was far more than that.
He was the Heaven Punishment Crown Prince, an existence far beyond mortal comprehension.
And Big Rage—the strongest of the Rage God Race—was his creation.
The Rage God Race was a race of divine beings born from Mo Su's power, their existence tied to his very essence. Big Rage was not only the strongest among them, but also the Chief Priest of the Abyss, second only to the Monarch himself.
Because of that, he alone had the right to address the Abyssal Monarch with such familiarity.
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"It's truly the first time something like this has happened… since the very beginning of the Abyss, isn't it?"
"Umm."
The two continued their silent discussion, recalling millions of years of history, searching for anything—anything—that could explain what had just occurred.
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Finally, Mo Su lifted his head toward the heavens.
His voice carried divine authority as he called out silently:
"Treasure Spirits, did you detect anything unusual?"
A moment of silence passed—
And then, a booming voice resounded within his soul sea.
"NO!!!!!"
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Mo Su's expression darkened.
"Then what's going on?!!!"
His gaze returned to the Abyssal Ghost, his mind racing through countless possibilities.
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Meanwhile, the other Gods, each possessing power that ruled over entire Divine Kingdoms, continued to examine the creature.
Yet no matter how deeply they searched, they found nothing out of the ordinary.
Nothing at all.
And that—
That was the most terrifying part.
"Nanxing was completely turned into an Abyssal Ghost within the span of just a few breaths..."
"That's all we know, Lord Gods."
Beside the gathered True Gods, Abyssal Knights, Commanders, and Pure Land Guards stood in solemn ranks, their faces grim as they recounted the events they had witnessed firsthand.
Although they had all been positioned differently when it happened, they had been the closest.
Yet even they—**the ones who had been there from the very start—**could not explain what had happened.
But of course, no matter how confusing certain things are, eventually, someone made a connection.
A low murmur spread among the commanders, and an order was quickly given.
Moments later—
"Here is the report you asked for, sir!"
An old man stepped forward, his hands carrying a set of records—stone inscriptions and detailed reports gathered from various sources. He swiftly handed everything over to the Gods.
With a single glance, the True Gods scanned through the information, absorbing every detail in an instant.
And then—
Their eyes darkened.
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"Nanxing and a group of Abyssal Knights were recently dispatched to investigate the Fog Monarch.
During the encounter, the Knight Commander and his men were spared…"
A long silence followed.
Then—
"It seems… that wasn't the whole truth!"
The Gods are immediately able to make connections, Yuchi Nanxing transformation definitely has to do with the Fog Monarch!
A new urgency filled the air as they began piecing together everything they could from that day's incident.
Their Divine Minds connected, exchanging fragments of knowledge at incomprehensible speeds.
Abyssal Dust.
Fog Monarch.
"Shit...." Star Divine Regent suddenly thought of something as his expression turn dark. He was about to say something with he notice the Abyssal Monarch still in deep thoughts...
And then—Mo Su's thoughts suddenly stopped.
A feeling surged through him.
A realization.
"Abyss Dust...No… It can't be…!"
His expression shifted violently.
And then—
BOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!
A monstrous pressure erupted from him, crushing down upon the Pure Land.
Every single person in the vicinity of Eternal Night froze.
A suffocating weight descended upon them.
An all-encompassing Divine Sense—the Monarch's Divine Sense!
The entire world trembled beneath it.
—
And then his voice roared like thunder.
"QINGYUE… SHE HAS DISAPPEARED!"
—
The gathered Gods instantly reacted.
Shock, confusion, realization—everything collided at once.
"FIND HER!!!!!"
The command shook the heavens, and the Gods prepared to move.
But just as they were about to depart—
"ROARRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!"
A monstrous howl of destruction cut through the air.
The Abyssal Ghost—the creature they had momentarily forgotten—
Had awakened once more.
"ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!"
A deafening, monstrous roar erupted from the Abyssal Ghost, its very presence sending waves of terror through those who stood at the same realm. The sheer destructive force surging from its body made even the most hardened experts feel the weight of its power.
And then—
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM!!!"
The Abyssal Ghost exploded.
A massive storm of gray-yellow Abyssal Dust erupted outward, swallowing the entire area in a devastating surge.
The impact sent the weaker ones flying, their bodies crashing against the surrounding structures. While their high cultivation allowed them to escape serious injury, the sudden force was enough to stagger even the strongest among them.
Even the Gods—though unharmed—were slowed just enough.
Just enough for two cloaked figures, hidden under the veil of invisibility, to reach their target.
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"I will explain everything to you when the time comes. Please trust me."
Yun Che's voice was low yet firm as he looked at the woman in front of him. He knew she had yet to regain her memories. He knew she was still lost, confused, and uncertain of her own identity.
But he also knew who she was.
Who she had always been.
And he trusted that, as someone with the Heart of Glazed Glass, she would be able to see his truth.
See that he truly cared for her.
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"Un…"
Xia Qingyue looked at the man before her. Her mind swirled with endless questions, doubts, and uncertainty.
But her heart…
Her heart whispered a different truth.
Deep within the depths of her soul, where her forgotten past lay buried, a sensation stirred—a feeling that told her she could trust this man.
That she had always trusted him.
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"What now?" she finally asked.
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Yun Che's lips curled into a small, almost imperceptible smirk.
"Time for a show."
—
Without hesitation, he suddenly injured himself.
Blood sprayed into the air, staining his pristine white robes.
And at the exact same moment—
Silent red glow flash.
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"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM!!!"
The night tore apart as another explosion rocked the Pure Land—one far more devastating than before.
This time—even the Gods were alarmed to the extreme.
—
A sea of grayish fog rolled in, churning like an unstoppable wave of destruction.
And then—
"ROOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!"
The roars of Abyssal Beasts echoed through the sky, shaking the very foundation of the Pure Land itself.
The entire Dreamweaver Residence was consumed.
What was once a grand and sacred land of divine prestige had now become nothing more than a sea of Abyssal Dust.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!
Beasts of varying sizes and forms emerged from the fog, their terrifying auras pressing down upon the land like an apocalyptic force!
The air itself trembled under the sheer destruction and oppressive might emanating from them. The Pure Land—a place that had remained untouched by corruption for eons—was now drowning in devastation.
—
Those capable of stepping foot in the Pure Land were all absolute geniuses, their talents and cultivation standing at the pinnacle of the Abyss.
Yet now—none of that mattered.
Even those at the Divine Extinction Realm, exalted and revered, were utterly dwarfed by the sheer power of the Divine Limited Realm Abyssal Beasts!
Especially—
The Qilin God Abyssal Beast.
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"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!"
With a single explosive surge of its power, the entire Dreamweaver Residence was wiped away, replaced by a vacuum of destruction.
The world shook. Space fractured. The air itself vanished into nothingness.
—
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Meng Jianxi, Meng Jianze, and countless Dreamweaver elites were sent flying—their bodies blasting through the air like ragdolls!
Blood erupted from their mouths as the sheer force of the Abyssal Dust ravaged their bodies.
They had no time to react. No time to resist.
In the face of overwhelming power, they were nothing but ants.
—
"ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The beasts from the Fog Sea roared as their monstrous figures loomed over the land.
—
If the Knight Commander turning into an Abyssal Ghost had put them all on high alert…
Then the arrival of Abyssal Beasts from the Fog Sea…
Was nothing short of an impossible nightmare!
—
"WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Regardless of who they were—
Gods or mortals—
Every single one of them jumped in fright!
The impossible had happened.
The Pure Land… had been invaded!!!!
"I'll be taking them! Hahahaha!"
A chilling, mocking voice echoed across the Pure Land, reverberating through the heavens like a twisted proclamation of victory.
A pair of gray eyes—vast and unfathomable—appeared high above the sky, overlooking the land with an eerie, unknowable presence.
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The sea of Abyssal Dust churned violently, swirling in chaotic waves as an enormous figure emerged from its depths.
In the gaping maw of the Qilin God Abyssal Beast, two figures were revealed—
One was bloodied, barely breathing, his pulse weak, and his life force nearly drained to nothing.
The other—a young woman, slightly injured but very much alive.
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And the moment their faces were revealed—
Horror struck the Gods.
Especially—
The Dreamless Divine Regent.
On all sides of the Pure Land, no matter who they were—elders, Divine Sons, talents geniuses —everyone rushed out of their residences in a frenzy.
A sea of figures filled the skies, their Divine Senses extending outward at full force, all converging upon the same point.
And then—
Shock.
Extreme, absolute shock.
The moment their senses touched the Abyssal Dust and the Abyssal Beasts, their hearts froze.
The unthinkable had happened.
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But no one was more shaken than Hua Caili.
Her breath caught. Her chest tightened. Her mind blanked.
The Qilin God Abyssal Beast.
That monstrosity, a creature that had once nearly killed her, that had haunted her memories ever since—
It was here.
And within its gaping jaws—
Was the person she loved the most.
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"BROTHER YUN!!!!!!!!"
Her heart roared in anguish.
Without hesitation—
Her figure shot through the sky like a comet, streaking toward the distant chaos, her entire soul consumed by the only thought that mattered—
Saving him.
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"YUAN'ER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
A roar of pure anguish tore from Meng Kongchan's throat, shaking the skies with its raw desperation.
His eyes burned with frenzy, his Divine Power surging to its limit as he rushed forward, ready to tear through anything to take back his beloved son.
But—
Before he could even move—
The Monarch had already acted.
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BOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The skies split apart.
The heavens quaked.
The moment Mo Su, the Abyssal Monarch, moved, the world itself bowed beneath his will.
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His Divine Might descended upon the land like the judgment of an all-powerful God.
The weaker Abyssal Beasts were annihilated outright— their massive bodies disintegrating into nothingness, unable to even scream.
The stronger ones— even they trembled in fear, caught completely off guard by his unparalleled suppression.
—
"BOOOOOMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!"
Everything was flattened beneath his power.
The very fabric of reality shattered.
—
Yet—
Even as his Divine Might surged—
The Qilin God Abyssal Beast… had already vanished.
And with it—the Fog Monarch was gone as well.
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"!!!!!!!"
Mo Su's Divine Perception expanded instantly, sweeping through the entire Pure Land and beyond.
His power as an Ancient True God, one who stood at the precipice of Creation Godhood, should have been absolute.
Yet—
Even he found nothing.
Not a single trace.
Not even the slightest disturbance in space.
They had disappeared instantly.
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"HOW DARE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
A roar tore through the heavens, shaking the very foundations of the Abyss.
Though the events seemed long in description—it had all happened in an instant.
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"YUAN'ER!!!!"
Meng Kongchan, along with the other True Gods, descended into the ruins of Dreamweaver's Residence.
The once-grand domain was now a pit of utter devastation.
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"YUAN'ER!!!! YUAN'ER!!!"
The Dreamless Divine Regent's power exploded outward, his Divine Sense sweeping through the entire Pure Land hundreds of times in the span of mere breaths.
He searched. Again. And again.
Yet—just like the Monarch—
He found nothing.
No trace.
No presence.
No lingering spatial fluctuations.
Yun Che… had disappeared.
His beloved son…
His pride and joy…
The son he had lost for hundreds of years, only to have him return for a brief four years…
Was gone.
Taken by the Fog Monarch.
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"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
A roar of pure, unfiltered anguish erupted from Meng Kongchan's throat, shaking the heavens themselves.
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!"
His godly might exploded outward, sending shockwaves of destruction surging across the land.
Countless weaker cultivators were blown away, their bodies flung through the air like leaves caught in a hurricane.
Yet—not a single one dared to utter a word.
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"Divine Regent, the two princes…"
A frail, trembling voice broke through the tense silence.
An elder of the Dreamless Divine Kingdom stepped forward, his hands cradling two broken figures.
Meng Jianze.
Meng Jianxi.
Both of them were barely clinging to life.
Their auras weak—dangerously frail.
Their once-proud bodies were ravaged by corrosion, Abyssal Dust eating away at them, seeping into their very existence.
Even for beings of their cultivation, survival was uncertain.
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Meng Kongchan froze.
His eyes swept over his two fallen sons, then at the ruins of Dreamweaver's Residence, then at the lingering traces of devastation all around him.
A pain far greater than any wound, any battle, any war pierced through his soul.
Tears.
Tears that he had long thought dried up fell silently from his eyes.
Soon, a young woman's figure pierced through the night, her body racing toward the scene with all the speed she could muster.
But—
She was too slow.
As a Divine Extinction Level One profound practitioner, her speed could not compare to the many terrifying existences already present.
And by the time she arrived—
Everything was already too late.
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Her soft body trembled.
Her wide, tear-filled eyes desperately scanned the battlefield.
But there was nothing.
No figure in white.
No familiar warmth.
No lingering trace of his aura.
Yun Che—was gone.
Not a single remnant of his presence remained.
As if he had never been there to begin with.
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Her body lost all strength.
Thud.
She collapsed onto the ground, her legs unable to support her.
A void of unbearable pain swallowed her whole.