Xingtetsu: You are not included in Elio's script!

Chapter 478

In the central square in the distance, there is a huge fountain. In the center of the fountain is a lifelike statue. The statue holds a staff and has a kind face. The gem on the top of the staff sprays out high water columns. The water droplets form gorgeous rainbows under the sunlight. The square is crowded with people. The fairies are dressed in gorgeous costumes. Some are talking, some are appreciating the beautiful scenery around them. Children are laughing and running in the crowd. It is a lively and peaceful scene.

Going deeper, you will reach the core of Cangcheng - the palace complex.

The palace's architecture is magnificent, with golden glazed tiles shining brightly in the sun, and the walls are painted with exquisite murals, from the origin of Xianzhou to the development of Cangcheng, each of which shows the wisdom and diligence of the Xianzhou people.

The interior of the palace is even more magnificent. Various mythical beasts are carved on the huge pillars. Their postures are different, as if they will come to life in the next moment.

"This...how is this possible? Wasn't Cangcheng destroyed by the living planet-devouring Rāhu a long time ago? And there are actually living people here?" Huai Yan's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, and his voice trembled slightly with shock.

"It seems that our operation this time is far more complicated than we imagined. This intact Cangcheng must be hiding a huge secret. Perhaps it is closely related to the object we are looking for to restrain the sudden power." Jing Yuan frowned, his eyes revealing solemnity and deep thought.

Jing Liu held the Zhili Sword in her hand and looked around vigilantly, "No matter what, we can't let our guard down. It looks peaceful here, but there may be unknown dangers hiding here that may appear at any time. Those people outside are like illusions. They are not surprised to see us at all. I haven't detected any sight or breath of life." Her eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, not missing any suspicious signs.

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Jing Yuan, Jing Liu, Fei Xiao and Huai Yan searched the city carefully, not missing any corner.

The people in the city continued to act on their own as if they were an illusion, and there was no response to them. This weird atmosphere made every inch of the air seem to be filled with uneasiness.

Finally, when they passed by an ancient and mysterious pavilion, they found a mirror on the top floor of the pavilion.

The mirror emits a soft light that seems to have a strange attraction. The frame of the mirror is engraved with ancient runes, which flicker with a faint light, as if telling a story from long ago.

Jing Yuan looked at the mirror, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "This mirror is a little strange."

Jing Liu nodded slightly and took a step forward. "No matter what, we have to go in and take a look." As she spoke, she reached out and touched the mirror. The moment her fingertips touched the mirror, a powerful force came and instantly sucked the five of them in.

After a dizzy spell, they came to a completely different place. It was a ruin with broken walls everywhere, and the charred land was filled with the smell of death and destruction.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and dark red lightning flashed from time to time, reflecting the miserable scene around.

This is the destroyed Xianzhou Cangcheng, which forms a sharp and cruel contrast with the previous prosperous and intact scene.

Huai Yan looked around with a serious expression, "It seems that this is the Cangcheng we are familiar with, but why did the mirror bring us here? What is waiting for us here?"

Jing Yuan said with a firm look, "There must be the clues we need here, everyone be careful."

Fei Xiao frowned slightly, "Didn't the living wandering star devourer Luo Hou 'devour' Cangcheng? Why is there still a ground?" Fei Xiao's question echoed in the air. That terrifying existence was like a nightmare in the universe. Wherever it passed, everything should be empty, but this ruins still retains the remains of the earth. The reason for this is puzzling. Did Luo Hou miss something when he devoured it, or is there another deeper secret? This question was like a huge shadow, shrouding everyone's heart, making the already tense atmosphere even more solemn.

"No... the Immortal Boat Cangcheng just collided with the World-Devouring Rāhu, causing huge losses. Then the Fengrao people set foot on Cangcheng and began to destroy everything they saw." Jingliu said seriously, her eyes revealing a hint of painful memories. After all, she was one of the survivors of Cangcheng. Every inch of the ruins here carried memories that she did not want to look back on but were unforgettable. The disaster that had happened was played before her eyes like a movie. It was an unspeakable catastrophe.

Speaking of the living wandering planet, Rahu, it is simply a collection of all the terrifying things in the universe, the source of all nightmares, and the embodiment of evil that is a combination of destruction and death.

The first person on the Immortal Boat to see the World-Devouring Rāhu was Yue Yan, the fox man who once served as the helmsman of the Yaoqingtian Ship. In the distant and cruel First War of the Fertility People, the antimatter army raged like locusts and ruthlessly destroyed the Wing Makers' homeland, Qiongsang. It was a tragic song of civilization, countless lives disappeared in the war, and the world collapsed in the war. After witnessing all this tragedy, Yue Yan left the Immortal Boat with a heart full of grief and despair, and embarked on an unknown journey.

Then, the gears of fate turned mercilessly, and she encountered the envoy of abundance, Shuhu, on Rahu. Shuhu was a being full of mystery and evil power. It used its power to distort the boundary between life and death to revive the long-dead Rahu and turned him into an extremely terrifying living star - Rahu the World-Eating.

Just the scaly horn of that thing that was exposed was powerful enough to block out the sky and the sun.

Each of those scales was like an enormous black island, floating alone in the vast universe.

Its surface is as rough as an ancient reef that has existed since the beginning of the universe, and is covered with mysterious and criss-crossing lines.

Within these lines flowed a dark red light like the magma in the abyss of hell. The light seemed to have life, constantly rolling and surging, exuding a chilling breath of evil and destruction, as if it were the eyes of a devil, coldly peering at all things in the world. Wherever it reached, it was contaminated by this breath, as if it was gently brushed by the god of death, and was filled with despair.

Its horns were like black peaks piercing the sky, as sharp as the sharpest artifact in the universe. Its edge seemed able to easily tear through the barriers of the universe and create a gap in time and space.

These horns protruded from the unimaginably huge body of World-Devouring Rāhu. Just the exposed parts had the magical power to make the stars dim in an instant, making the majestic immortal boat in front of it as small as an insignificant ant, trembling under its endless dark pressure.

Surrounding the World Devourer Rāhu was a layer of black fog that was as thick as substance.

This fog seemed to be condensed from all the negative emotions and evil forces in the universe, and it had a creepy and corrosive nature.

Wherever it went, the space was like fragile glass, corroded by countless black holes, so dense that it seemed like a passage leading to endless darkness.

No matter whether it was star fragments that were as hard as iron and had been baptized by countless years, or shields that were carefully constructed by craftsmen and contained powerful energy, in front of this fog, they were like fragile thin paper, and they were instantly disintegrated and dissipated, without even a trace of resistance.

In the mist, countless hideous and terrifying faces were vaguely roaring and struggling. Their expressions were distorted to the extreme. Various negative emotions such as pain, despair, anger, etc. were intertwined. Those were the remaining resentments of the countless creatures devoured by the World-Devouring Rāhu.

These resentments gathered into a negative force powerful enough to shake the soul, making the fog even more terrifying, as if it was a call from hell, calling for death and destruction.

Its movements seem as slow as the aging process of the universe, but every movement is accompanied by a sense of oppression that is enough to crush the soul.

It felt like the end of the entire universe was approaching at an inescapable, slow pace, and the balance of the world was completely tilted towards the abyss of destruction at this moment.

Wherever its body that covered the sky and the sun passed, the stars lost their light, as if the souls of life had been sucked away. Space was distorted and deformed like a crumpled scroll. The originally orderly universe became chaotic in its presence, and time seemed to be caught in an endless vortex, losing its due rhythm. Everything was shattered by its horrifying power. The entire universe fell into endless fear because of its existence, as if an invisible giant hand had grasped its throat tightly and it could not break free.

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