Chapter 338. Confronting the Emperor and the Army
Reverse Fate Country - a nation nestled in the center of the continent, home to more than 50 million people, over half of whom were mortals. It had long been known for its tranquil landscapes, ancient traditions, and mysterious legends. Among these legends was one spoken in hushed tones by kings and sages alike: "Those who march against Reverse Fate Country shall have their destinies twisted, their fates reversed."
But Emperor Chang Shengzun stood tall aboard his floating chariot, his expression cold and indifferent as he gazed down at the peaceful lands below.
"Hmph," he sneered. "So this is the famed Reverse Fate Country? Let’s see if it can reverse my fate."
He turned toward his commander and raised his hand. "Activate the formation."
The skies darkened instantly.
From the heavens, strange and ominous symbols began to materialize, glowing across the clouds like divine script. They spiraled and expanded, forming a vast net of runes that blanketed the entire country. A loud, resonating hum followed—like the groan of heaven itself. Within seconds, a massive Isolation and Confinement Formation locked the nation from the rest of the world.
Panic erupted.
In every corner of the land, people looked up in confusion and fear. The skies had turned eerie, heavy with a pressure that pressed upon their chests like an invisible mountain. Those trying to flee toward the borders found themselves repelled by an unseen wall, their escape routes sealed off.
"We... we can’t leave!" one man cried, slamming his fists against the invisible barrier.
Children cried. Mothers clutched their babies. Cultivators who had once believed they could escape this purge were now trapped alongside the mortals.
"Heh... like mice in a trap," Emperor Chang Shengzun smirked. His voice echoed through the air like thunder. "Let’s begin the Purge. Let’s see if this land can really reverse my fate."