I Am the Fated Villain

Chapter 1775. Turning the Tide of a Collapsing World? The Mysterious White-Robed Figure

If she hadn’t witnessed it with her own eyes, she wouldn’t have dared believe the words she was saying.

Yet the truth was exactly as she described. The Black Lotus Sect had been searching everywhere for children with certain special traits, grooming them into “Holy Children.” Through these Holy Children, they spread their doctrines on a large scale, expanding their faith and gathering followers.

By such means, the Black Lotus Sect had quietly spread across various regions in recent times, proliferating like a plague—rapid and impossible to contain.

With troubled times approaching, all living beings were filled with fear, especially as dark creatures loomed closer, ready to strike at any moment.

Such an environment had become fertile ground for the Black Lotus Sect to grow and expand.

Yaoyao had personally witnessed a ritual in which the Black Lotus Sect used a Holy Child to propagate its teachings and attract believers. Later, she secretly followed those cultists to a dungeon where many young boys and girls were imprisoned.

In that dark dungeon, the children captured by the Black Lotus Sect were selected using a strange, eerie stone disk. From among them, candidates for Holy Children were chosen.

Afterward, those chosen were taken to undergo a peculiar and ominous ritual.

It was during that ritual that Yaoyao saw a mysterious phantom descend, bestowing blessings and protection upon the chosen Holy Child.

At first, she thought it was just an ordinary cult ritual. But unexpectedly, the descending phantom bore a striking resemblance to Gu Changge.

This realization left her stunned, her emotions surging violently. Soon after, she was discovered by the cultists and had no choice but to flee.

During her escape, determined to uncover the truth behind everything, Yaoyao risked capturing one of the Holy Children—the very boy now imprisoned in the cage before them.

That led to everything that followed.

Because this matter was deeply entangled and might even implicate Gu Changge, Yaoyao acted cautiously. She didn’t want to alert nearby orthodox factions or cause a public uproar.

Thus, she planned to secretly bring the Holy Child back to the Anti-Heaven Alliance.

But she hadn’t expected that the Black Lotus Sect’s background might far exceed her imagination—even beings at the Dao Realm had pursued her.

“Temporarily turning into dark creatures? Are you saying that the Black Lotus Sect’s followers can switch between normal beings and dark creatures?”

“Is something like that even possible?”

Jiang Weiyang’s puzzled voice interrupted Yaoyao’s thoughts.

As far as she knew, once a cultivator was eroded by dark matter and fell into darkness, they would be completely corrupted by the will of darkness, gradually becoming a dark creature—irreversible.

Even in ancient times, those sages who fought against the dark calamity had no solution.

In fact, recalling recent events in the Weiyang Immortal Dynasty, Jiang Weiyang even had a bold suspicion—perhaps even her father had suffered misfortune and been tainted by darkness.

Of course, it was only a conjecture she dared not dwell on, much less accept.

“Actually, dark matter isn’t unsolvable. My master once helped someone remove it, allowing them to regain clarity…”

Knowing Jiang Weiyang would find it hard to believe, Yaoyao mentioned what she had heard within the Anti-Heaven Alliance about Gu Changge saving the people of the Floating Continent.

Among them was an old man who had been infected by dark matter, losing his sanity and nearing complete corruption.

But thanks to Gu Changge’s intervention, the man regained his senses, and all the dark matter within him was completely eradicated.

At the time, this incident spread widely within the Anti-Heaven Alliance, greatly encouraging many and lessening their fear of dark matter.

Yaoyao had even heard that Ling Yuling, the Vice Leader of the Alliance, had once been infected and trapped in a land of darkness, only to be rescued by Gu Changge, who personally led elders from the Imperial Immortal Palace to save her and cleanse her of the corruption.

“There’s such a thing?” Jiang Weiyang’s lips parted slightly in shock, her beautiful eyes shimmering with light.

If that were true, then even if her father had been corrupted by dark matter, there might still be hope.

Though gentle and reserved by nature, her emotions now surged with uncontrollable excitement and joy.

“You can verify it at the Anti-Heaven Alliance. It’s no secret,” Yaoyao replied, puzzled by Jiang Weiyang’s reaction.

Shouldn’t her focus be on something else?

If ordinary beings could be artificially controlled and transformed into dark creatures, then conversely, could dark creatures also be turned back into normal beings, infiltrating various orthodox traditions and civilizations undetected?

The thought alone was chilling.

The emergence of the Black Lotus Sect might be another strategy by dark creatures to counter the Anti-Heaven Alliance and the myriad civilizations.

“I must return to the Anti-Heaven Alliance as soon as possible and inform my master so he can prepare,” Yaoyao said, glancing at the dazed boy in the corner with pity, regret, and helplessness.

She had no way to alleviate his suffering.

“This matter is indeed terrifying. We cannot delay,” Jiang Weiyang agreed.

She finally understood Yaoyao’s concern.

At present, although the Anti-Heaven Alliance, the Orthodox Alliance, and the dark creatures appeared to be in balance, it was very possible that the Orthodox Alliance had already been infiltrated by darkness.

If even the Anti-Heaven Alliance fell, the entire cosmos would truly descend into a dark age—a final apocalyptic calamity.

“Especially with that source of darkness drawing closer… time is running out,” Jiang Weiyang sighed inwardly.

Yet at the same time, she held a glimmer of hope. In chaotic times, heroes arise—could the leader of the Anti-Heaven Alliance turn the tide single-handedly?

In the Yin River Ancient Domain, within a perpetually dark palace shrouded in mist—A large pool built from green jade, several meters wide, bubbled with black liquid. A massive black lotus platform floated atop it, its petals gleaming like dark jade, exuding an immortal aura.

Seated cross-legged upon it was a vague figure in black robes, seemingly meditating—or perhaps wandering through time itself.

Around the pool, flickering candlelight revealed numerous black-robed figures wearing identical black lotus masks, kneeling in fervent devotion.

“The great Lord of the Black Lotus will protect every believer, guiding them back from the darkness…”

Suddenly, the figure on the lotus opened his eyes. Within those murky pupils flashed profound wisdom, like a sage who had comprehended the truths of all existence.

As his aged voice echoed, the kneeling figures grew even more fervent.

The pool bubbled violently, black mist surging. With a splash, a fresh skeleton emerged from the water.

It seemed mindless, moving instinctively up the steps.

As it walked, the black mist clung to it, forming flesh and blood.

Before it even left the pool, it had fully regenerated—features, limbs, and even lively eyes.

Such a miraculous scene—flesh growing on bare bones—was clearly nothing unusual to the kneeling figures.

They continued their fervent worship.

The old man on the lotus calmly looked at the resurrected figure kneeling before him and asked, “How did you die?”

The figure, still muddled, replied after a pause, “Killed by a strange blind woman wearing a veil hat, who used a sword embryo.”

“You were at the Dao Realm, yet died so silently… She must be far stronger than you. A blind woman in a veil hat…”

The old man pondered, then said, “Could it be the runaway princess of the Weiyang Immortal Dynasty? Then she likely knows about the Holy Children.”

The kneeling figure trembled at the mention of “Holy Children.”

The old man ignored him and muttered, “It doesn’t matter. Even her father can barely save himself now—how could she meddle further?”

“Wuxuzi should be making his move soon as well.”

As the source of darkness reappeared, chaos spread rapidly across the cosmos. In just months, wars erupted everywhere.

At the borders of the dark creatures’ territory, armies of powerful cultivators launched endless campaigns.

As the Anti-Heaven Alliance and the Orthodox Alliance clashed, more hidden factions were forced to join.

“The six rays of light… Those are the six civilization treasures. Unfortunately, their power has nearly been exhausted…”

Within the Orthodox Alliance, atop a towering mountain, a white-robed figure stood gazing at the dark land approaching the cosmos.

Beside him were two child attendants, a boy and a girl.

“Master, why are you helping the master of the Yin Ruins Cave? There are rumors that the Orthodox Alliance has already been infiltrated by darkness. If the source of darkness descends, won’t it betray the cosmos?” The girl asked.

The white-robed figure smiled. “Rumors are not always true. Destruction breeds new life. Only in adversity can hope emerge.”

The girl nodded, half understanding.

In the distance, war raged—stars shattered, galaxies trembled, and powerful beings battled like ancient gods.

The Anti-Heaven Alliance pressed forward, while the Orthodox Alliance retreated in defeat.

“Master, will you intervene?” The boy asked.

“I’ve acted too often. The Anti-Heaven Alliance has already set its sights on me. This time, I may face a troublesome opponent,” the white-robed figure said.

At that moment, a cold gaze fell upon him from afar.

A peerless woman appeared, stepping across space in an instant, striking with a palm attack.

“An ancient sage?” The white-robed figure murmured, grabbing the two children and vanishing as the mountain beneath him turned to dust.

The woman, dressed in white, stood calmly in the void—it was Ling Yuling.

“So, you are the mysterious white-robed figure of the Orthodox Alliance?” She asked indifferently.