Chapter 1823: The Heavenly Mandate Has Faded Away

The dawn of the End of Law has arrived!

As the two “Heavens” merged, an invisible slash sent countless cultivators into a frenzy. Their bodies trembled uncontrollably, and something within them was lost.

What was it? Many looked up at the sky, then down at their hands, touching their own flesh—what had they lost? It was indescribable, yet they felt something had slipped away.

“The Mandate of Heaven has perished!”

The little black dog spoke, its small face grim and terrifyingly serious, tiny fangs bared and glinting. It gazed skyward with utmost solemnity.

“What does that mean?” Cao Yusheng asked, puzzled.

“The backlash of Heaven and Earth has begun. The Mandate bestowed upon all things is being harvested, severed. As I said before, some will see their lifespans rapidly diminish. Soon, when the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths fully merge, many beings will wither and die!” the dog explained.

That day, every cultivator sensed it, though most did not understand what it meant or what they had lost.

The higher echelons of the Immortal Domain knew what was happening. Their expressions grave, they debated and negotiated, with more and more powerful figures advocating retreat.

“The backlash is terrifying. If it reaches its peak and our Immortal Domain’s gates remain open, we will be swept into the catastrophe—an outcome none can bear!” an elder declared.

“We must withdraw immediately. The Dark Creatures are no longer our concern. I suspect their leaders will retreat as well. Who dares linger amid such upheaval?” a middle-aged commander agreed, eager to escape the vortex.

Across the continents, the Dark Lands held sway over half the world. Today, their enigmatic leaders also gathered, discussing the same—signs of withdrawal were evident.

The backlash of Heaven and Earth, the arrival of the End of Law—its impact was immense.

“I feel it—my lifespan has been severed. I must return to the Dark Source to recover. How horrifying!”

A cold, emotionless voice murmured in the darkness.

Similarly, among the Immortal Domain’s cultivators, many frowned, realizing even they had been affected.

“We need the nourishment of immortal laws to recover,” an elder sighed.

They understood the situation was far worse than imagined. Even if the world withered into the End of Law, it would not compare to the terror of this day.

What chilled them most was the sudden, invisible slash during the upheaval—a strike that severed something from all living beings.

The Mandate of Heaven—invisible yet real, a gift from the cosmos—had been harvested, in part or in full.

Shi Hao sat in meditation, calmly assessing his own condition. His heart was serene, devoid of joy or sorrow, as he observed the changes within.

The slash of Heaven and Earth was unavoidable. Trapped within this world, he could not escape it.

“Should we seek refuge in the Immortal Domain?” Cao Yusheng asked. This world was no longer livable—they had arrived in the worst of times.

“Indeed, misfortune has found us. The worst era is here. The true terror lies not in the final outcome, but in the process—none can escape the severing,” the little dog mused, reaching the same conclusion.

This was worse than the “Post-End of Law Era.” To experience such transformation firsthand was far more dreadful.

“The Immortal Domain can shelter us, but I won’t go!” the dog stated bluntly. To it, that place was now a den of dragons and tigers.

Its enemies were too numerous. Just the so-called “pet” of the Hong Family’s ancestor was enough to make it shudder. If discovered, it would be skinned alive.

At the True Immortal Realm, that man’s power was beyond measure—far beyond the dog’s current capabilities.

“Just how much trouble have you caused?” Even Shi Hao couldn’t help but ask. Had it no allies?

“Alas, my friends were all in this realm. I never preyed on those close to me, so I had to wreak havoc in the Immortal Domain. But now, my friends here are all dead, perished in the final days of the Immortal Ancient Era. No hope remains,” the dog sighed.

“Had you no kin? No dao companion?” Cao Yusheng teased.

“I rose from humble origins, ascending to supreme heights with mortal flesh, standing equal to Immortal Kings, coexisting with Heaven and Earth. Kin were never my reliance. As for a dao companion… I once fancied one in the Immortal Domain, but it ended badly. She sought to tame me as her battle pet, leading to a clash with the Endless Immortal King. If she finds out I’m still around…” The dog shrank its neck, unwilling to continue.

Cao Yusheng was stunned. After a long pause, he said, “You truly are a dog relying on its master’s power. Failed to force yourself on a maiden and got your comeuppance.”

“Woof! Watch your words!” The dog bared its teeth, pouncing on Cao Yusheng. Though only palm-sized, it pinned him down, stepping on his face with a snarl.

“Was I wrong?”

“Wrong my tail! She was a peerless genius, a supreme immortal. Hardly a ‘maiden’! I was challenging authority, defying tyranny!” the dog declared righteously.

The Nine Heavens were in turmoil. With the End of Law approaching, who could remain calm?

The great immortal clans scrambled, compromising to enter the Immortal Domain and escape the catastrophe. This world was no longer tenable.

They paid any price, trading interests with powerful factions in the Immortal Domain.

Some ancient lineages even offered their holy maidens—once bound to purity—to young disciples of True Immortal families, regardless of lineage, so long as they secured passage.

Meanwhile, they also explored alliances with the Dark Creatures, preparing for all outcomes.

“Old Gold Matriarch has emerged!”

Shi Hao, having concealed his aura, glimpsed her departure from the Jin Clan.

For days, he had waited, sensing her presence. Earlier, he thought she had already left, but she had remained hidden.

Luckily, they had not acted rashly. Charging into the Jin Clan’s stronghold would have been suicide under her command of their ancestral array.

A carriage emerged, draped in wisps of chaotic mist, drawn by nine phoenix-like luan birds, majestic and divine!

Forged from azure metal, the carriage bore the weight of history, a relic from the The War of the Ancients (Great Ancient War).

The luan birds, too, were formidable, their metallic feathers radiating power and intimidation.

A Supreme Being’s procession was grand indeed!

Even those at the Dunyi Realm trembled, kneeling under the pressure. Others collapsed entirely.

They bid farewell with utmost reverence as the Gold Matriarch departed.

Shi Hao was solemn. Supreme Beings were no weaklings—each had clawed their way through blood and corpses to stand atop the world, the finest since antiquity.

“Can we break their array?” Shi Hao asked the dog.

“Troublesome. The array carries traces of immortal laws, though incomplete. My soul is fragmented, and my memories are but remnants. Forcing our way in would be perilous,” the dog replied.

Their initial plan had been to raid the Jin Clan after her departure, plundering their divine herb gardens.

But the Jin Clan’s defenses were stronger than expected.

Shi Hao’s eyes blazed. “Then we won’t force our way in. I’ll ambush the Gold Matriarch and strike her down!”

The Jin and Feng Clans had consorted with the Dark Creatures. Having uncovered this, Shi Hao felt no guilt.

“Worth a try!” The dog agreed, already scheming.