Becoming evil makes you ten times stronger, but becoming a demon gives you hundredfold strength-Chapter 316 - 285: Not to Be Looked at, Observed, Described, or Defined

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At first, most of the disciples from Eternal Night Palace felt no fear, rather a strange joy.

"Eh? I feel like I’m on the verge of sudden enlightenment with the Avatar of the Black Sun."

"Yes, that Dark Sun is truly marvelous."

"I’ve figured out the final move of the sword technique!"

Everyone flocked to the portholes and high platforms, excitedly looking up at the eclipse in the sky, excitedly expressing their enthusiasm. Such an astronomical phenomenon was a great opportunity to comprehend the essence of the Dao!

The founder of the Night Demon Sect, the precursor to Eternal Night Palace, was a Heavenly Demon who resonated with the cosmos, journeying through the stars, witnessing the birth and death of numerous stars over billions of years. He ultimately realized that while light must fade, darkness endures forever, thus establishing the supreme Dao of the Night Demon Sect. Despite the fact that Eternal Night Palace later split from Night Demon Sect, their core belief remained the same: stars can perish, the great sun can be extinguished, all things fall into darkness, the era of the Great Dark Sun.

The era of the Great Dark Sun, the ultimate realm pursued by the practitioners of the Night Demon Sect and Eternal Night Palace, was said to be so powerful that it could sweep across everything, unrivaled in the world. Even if the Blood Demon Sect incarnated billions, or the Great Brightness Temple was eternal, in the face of the all-consuming Great Dark Sun (a black hole), they were nothing but ashes.

Many people thought this was sheer nonsense. How could stars possibly collapse and form the era of the Great Dark Sun? The Heavenly Demon who came up with this mental method must have been drunk.

But today, as everyone excitedly watched the eclipse in the sky, many experienced sudden enlightenment. The voice of the Heavenly Dao was like a whisper in their ears. Some saw unprecedented sights as eyes appeared on their foreheads and palms, while others gouged out their own eyes yet stared directly at the Dark Sun in the sky.

The Dark Sun was truly descending!

"Go, go, go!"

To ensure the safety of this transport mission, Eternal Night Palace had dispatched a Peak of Golden Core elder, and this white-haired old man was now behaving like a mad demon.

"Fire all the cannons on the ship at once!"

"Everyone, quickly set up the Grand Celestial Star Array!"

"Send a message to the master, we’ve got a Nascent Soul here, no, a Divinity Transformation True Lord taking action!"

The Peak of Golden Core master pounded hard and incessantly on the Jingyang Bell on the battleship, ripples waking everyone up. The faces of everyone present turned pale. Even if the enemy was using the era of the Great Dark Sun, they were using it to kill us!

The counterattack began!

Five battleships desperately stuffed spirit stones into the slots and spirit furnaces, Mages quickly activated talismans, and the black yet ferocious dragon head at the bow of the ship lit up. The Grand Particle Five Elements Converging Light Cannon, famed for its ability to annihilate Nascent Souls, began to activate bit by bit.

After a full quarter of an hour, everything was ready. The Dark Sun continued to fall from the sky. It was time for the counterattack!

Five straight beams of light tore through the sky, carrying energy capable of annihilating anything... but they veered off course midair, as if an invisible force field was forcing even light to divert its course!

Five Golden Core Masters along with five hundred Foundation Establishment disciples, forming the Grand Celestial Star Array, were supposed to coordinate their attacks, but they could never pinpoint the enemy’s location!

Indeed, who was attacking them, where the enemy was, and how the enemy was targeting everyone remained unclear!

The Flying Boat desperately sent out messages, whether it was via Flying Swords, paper figures and horses, or even Divine Sense, all were enveloped by an invisible force field!

They couldn’t even describe what was happening!

"Indescribable, imperceptible, indefinable..."

Some muttered thus, letting out crazed screams.

Fear had descended.

Some continued to try, with cannon fire ongoing, but the beams of light that shot out created various curves, everything was distorting and collapsing. Were it not for the constant ringing of the Jingyang Bell, countless cultivators might have gone mad from the Dao of the Great Dark Sun.

But the bell’s sound was weakening.

This replica of an Ancient Divine Artifact, capable of removing all anomalies, was falling apart, and even its sound was beginning to warp and distort.

It was like the grating of a rotting wooden door, or the screech of nails dragging across a floor.

The Peak of Golden Core Cultivator had never seen such a bizarre scenario!

The Great Dark Sun was nearing, and yet he dared not glimpse at the adversary. Poking holes where his eyes once were, blood trickling down, he still couldn’t prevent the image of a black sun surfacing in his mind!

Everything around was twisting, Flying Swords twisted into figure-eights in the air, spells had long been impossible to cast. Some tried to escape using Blood Jutsu but found themselves stuck in place, others opened their arms to embrace what was coming only to find their bodies grotesquely deformed!

The Peak of Golden Core Cultivator suddenly remembered how Mr. Meng had used Sun Strike to burn an elder of the Blood Demon Sect to death.

That was a targeted remedy. But this Great Dark Sun, a single thought from a powerful cultivator could kill!

Divinity Transformation, Divinity Transformation!

"Esteemed one, are you the Supreme Heavenly Demon of the Night Demon Sect, or are you Meng Yu’s father?"

In his heart, there remained a sliver of hope. If it were the Heavenly Demon of the Night Demon Sect, even if it was a purge, his subordinates still had a glimmer of survival. As for Meng Yu’s father...

"I am Meng Yu’s uncle twelve times removed."

From the other side of the black hole, a voice came.

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"Uncle Twelve?"

The next moment, the peak Golden Core True Sage felt as if his Dao heart had shattered.

Twelve... Uncle?

Meng Yu had always claimed he had a Divinity Transformation father; everyone thought it was a boast or that the man was tied up elsewhere. After all, who would let their child suffer like this?

But now, he realized that there had always been a Divinity Transformation True Lord by Meng Yu’s side, just disguised as an uncle.

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These people should die, he thought, the family never mentioned having several Divinity Transformer but they always used the tools meant for those of Divinity Transformation. And now, Meng Yu’s tea set was aboard this battleship.

He no longer hid; instead, he stared in despair at the approaching Black Sun, his mind replaying the conflict in Sleepless City.

It had been a simple conflict from start to finish, not blaming Meng Yu at all; Meng Yu merely requested the execution of a few hooligans, and the ensuing battle was a series of forced counterattacks...

"Can you, surrender to us, admit we’ve won, before my..."

The Qi Refinement Practitioner of the twenty thousand strong Cultivator Legion, they were the future of the Eternal Night Palace. No matter what, they had to be preserved; he could make any concessions. Even a Nascent Soul Grandmaster would bow down to a Divinity Transformer.

He said excitedly, unaware that his words had begun to jumble.

Darkness expanded and descended.

The blackened sun hung in the sky, dwarfed in comparison to the five massive Flying Boats—they instantly looked the size of toothpicks.

The closed loop formed, the force field established, the black hole cycled, and everything vanished.

An ancient mirror appeared at the center of the black hole. With a gulp, Mirror Twelve devoured all people and objects into its belly.

The Eternal Night Palace’s great Black Sun spell was akin to a myth, an Immortal Law that normal cultivators could never successfully cultivate. But for Mirror Twelve, wasn’t this precisely his current predicament?

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He was the Scorching Sun Divine Mirror, who had cultivated for a thousand years to achieve Divinity Transformation; he was the Great Sun, he was Fiery Flames, and then he fought against countless enemies to the brink of destruction.

Just like a star passing its peak and beginning to age, breaking down little by little, contracting, and then... becoming a black hole.

He was thrilled to have come to this world, encountering a sect like Eternal Night Palace, witnessing the astonishing genius of those predecessors and their contemplations, frameworks, and structures, which granted him new enlightenment.

Although the mental methods Meng Yu captured were most likely for Qi Cultivation and Foundation Establishment, and even if the manuals for Golden Core cultivation had flaws, Mirror Twelve didn’t need those details. The outlines and ideas were enough.

The Great Solar True Fire, the Blazing Sun crossing the skies; the other side of the universe illuminated by light is the black hole. He was a naturally born black hole Saint Body.

Laozi started cultivating, Li Bai began composing poetry...

Thank you, a gulp in one bite.

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Meng Yu sneezed, suddenly missing Mirror Twelve a bit.

He actually held great respect for that nearly dead old man.

This time, before Meng Yu delved into the Muyu Mini World, Mirror Twelve offered, "I can come to your aid from the outside!"

"The Eternal Night Palace will send a Cultivator Legion over; I can hit them hard on the way. Then you’ll be safe in the Mini World, right? Surely the Eternal Night Palace wouldn’t use a Nascent Soul to protect reinforcements?"

Initially, Meng Yu refused, but Mirror Twelve’s attitude was good, and after thinking it over, it was safer for him to stay outside. No matter what, he wouldn’t die in battle. Being trapped in the ordered world was too miserable, and accidents could easily happen. As for Meng Yu himself, he had a bag of Second Order puppets. It wasn’t a battle to the death this time; he could escape if pressed.

So, Meng Yu let Mirror Twelve stay outside, even specifically instructing him, "You be careful out there, take out the Eternal Night Palace’s reinforcements first - those Foundation Establishment and Qi Refinement Practitioner legions, even a few Golden Cores will do. But don’t touch any more enemies, like that Nascent Soul outside."

Each person who achieved the Golden Pill of Achievement had various backgrounds, and Nascent Souls, even more so, had various Divine Skills. Meng Yu didn’t want Mirror Twelve to capsize in a trench; the old man was six thousand years old, with only half a year of life left. Looking at the Immortal Sect, even cats and dogs could ignore him, indicating that his combat abilities might have greatly degenerated.

If a piece inside the mirror aged during a fight, and he died on the spot, it would really become a horror movie.

I wonder how Mirror Twelve is doing now?

Thankfully, Mirror Twelve had promised not to take any risks, to wait for the six hundred Golden Cores to arrive, and then everyone would work together with strength in numbers!

But Meng Yu still felt he had overlooked something, as if he was a bit like Hall Master Zhao, not showing enough respect to Mirror Twelve?

"Mr. Meng, here’s the Spiritual Tea we’ve harvested; please have a look."

A group of beautiful Female Cultivators respectfully placed a series of Storage Bags before Meng Yu.

The cultivators of the Muyu Mini World had many wives and concubines, and even more children and grandchildren. After the head figures escaped, they had the outstanding females of their families come forward to stabilize Meng Yu.

In the legend of the Western Wastes, it was said that Meng Yu loved beauty, so sending these granddaughters to entangle Meng Yu was completing the task, wasn’t it?

If they could bear children, that would be an unexpected joy; the Eternal Night Palace would surely treat the offspring of a genius like Meng Yu well!