Chapter 1413: Shocking the Ages

The beings in this area all fell to their knees, completely beyond their control. An immense pressure enveloped and covered them, causing their bodies to convulse and their souls to tremble. Not a single one could maintain their former proud demeanor.

Their previous arrogance — their habit of looking down upon the lower realm and despising that tainted land — had vanished. Now, they themselves were trembling like sieves, their teeth chattering with endless fear, their bodies instinctively prostrating themselves in surrender and worship.

Even the powerful, red-scaled middle-aged man, who was in charge of this region, was filled with bitter regret. He knew he had caused immense trouble. *Who was this woman?* His heart was overflowing with remorse and terror at having allowed her to ascend to the heavens; he would surely become a great sinner.

An invisible celestial might, an unimaginable energy field, seemed to tear through three thousand worlds, piercing the accumulated barriers of ancient and modern times, attaching itself to this place.

It was a pure white light as the woman soared upwards, arriving in mid-air!

Bang!

The so-called ultimate weapon, the divine whip that crackled with thunder, instantly disintegrated, turning into a cloud of fine dust that scattered like ash. Though forged from precious materials, it now seemed to have returned to nothingness, becoming mere residue.

The sight was terrifying. What level of astonishing energy was this? Was it supreme or even beyond?

As for the summoned yellow lamp, a truly formidable trump card, its power was even greater. Yet, the moment the woman charged, it too was sent flying, disintegrating with a thunderous roar high in the air, transforming into a golden mushroom cloud of boiling energy.

Then, it vanished as if an entire sea had evaporated!

That awe-inspiring lamp, a supreme weapon seized from a powerful ancient realm and forged before the Immortal Ancient era, was utterly shattered by her impact.

In fact, the consequences of the white-robed woman ascending to the heavens were far more terrifying than anyone had imagined. The release of her invisible energy caused the entirety of Area 51 to tremble violently.

The ground cracked open, vast black spatial fissures spread, and various ancient structures rumbled ominously.

It was crucial to remember that this was Area 51, a place where all manner of anomalies were suppressed. It contained ultimate powers, beings that could 'become ancestors,' and it also sealed numerous mysterious pathways of immense significance.

Boom!

In an instant, many incredibly powerful restrictions were activated, and numerous special zones began to glow. Weapons capable of blasting through entire realms rapidly reawakened, their radiant energy sweeping across the heavens and the earth, threatening to cleanse the world in blood.

Terrifying explosions erupted in the distance as Area 51 plunged into complete chaos!

The woman of the Primal White Sparrow clan, the young man with golden blood, and the regional supervisor were all sprawled on the ground, their soul-lights on the verge of shattering.

They knew they had unleashed a colossal disaster!

They strained with all their might to catch a glimpse of the white-robed woman. Could she be the legendary rebel who, in prehistoric times, had slain Dao Ancestor-level powerhouses?

However, they were unable to. Their heads could not be lifted; their necks were fractured, pressed firmly against the ground. Their foreheads were bruised and bleeding profusely, their limbs creaked, and their internal organs and bones had cracked, on the verge of exploding at any moment.

All of this was merely due to the natural emanation of the woman's invisible aura!

These were beings from the heavens, whose ancestral bloodline was considered supreme, their forebears' forms indescribable and incomprehensible. Yet, how could they be so fragile, worse than glass figures?

Their only solace was that the woman had not unleashed any killing intent. All the pressure they felt was merely the natural emanation of thin wisps of white mist from her being. Had she chosen to deliberately crush them, even a single thread of her energy would have ensured no living creature here could survive.

It was terrifying! Such an entity actually existed among the beings of that 'tainted' land, and had survived into this epoch. It completely shattered all their understanding. Hadn't it been said that with the changing of eras, such beings could no longer appear?

Below, Chu Feng was already dumbfounded. The white-robed woman had soared into the sky with such incredible force. After eons of dormancy, she had instantly breached the heavens and entered. What did she intend to do?

Was she truly just going to charge right in and conquer it?

Chu Feng desperately wanted to cry out, 'Take me with you!'

However, upon regaining a bit of composure, he realistically held his tongue. Taking him along would be courting death; he currently lacked the qualifications to enter the heavens.

In the end, everything else was illusory; only true strength mattered. One had to fight their way up on their own.

"We are sinners. We've allowed a... monstrous evil to ascend... that source of contamination... What is its true origin? Its source is terrifying..."

The red-scaled man roared, his mental fluctuations intense. He felt that not only himself but his entire clan would not survive. Allowing such an uncontrollable and incomprehensible entity to ascend meant that, when the reckoning came, he would likely face the extermination of three generations of his lineage!

The order of the heavens was iron-fisted and severe. The supreme powerhouses, the architects of its rules, would undoubtedly demand accountability and cleanse those among them who proved to be unqualified guardians.

If he hadn't been so curious, if he hadn't used the lamp to suppress the lower realm, would he have provoked this white-robed woman? He now understood that she had most likely been in a deep slumber before.

To what era, what epoch, did she belong as a formidable enemy, standing in opposition to the heavens? That he had inadvertently drawn her out today, allowing her to reawaken within the heavens, was utterly terrifying.

However, to everyone's surprise, the woman did not charge into the vast expanse of the heavens. Instead, she merely raised her hand and, with a sudden, powerful grasp, snatched something from the very fabric of this region and the space between heaven and earth!

The heavens shattered, the earth cracked, and the firmament itself was pierced!

This was the heavens; what could possibly exist beyond them? Yet, she had actually torn open space, as if to seize something from the very expanse of the cosmos above.

Simultaneously, she was also isolating Area 51. Countless energy runes, thousands of Great Dao patterns, and various rules and orders all surged towards her.

She was capturing a certain kind of information, intercepting the very essence of heaven and earth, seemingly seeking to obtain an imprint or something else incomprehensible to outsiders.

The red-scaled man's mind was on the verge of shattering; he was covered in blood, his bones fractured. Yet, guided by instinct, he sensed that the white-robed woman seemed to be searching for a certain trajectory or messages left by predecessors!

This was utterly incredible. What exactly did she seek to discover?

At the entrance to the heavens, the few trembling beings prostrate on the ground all yearned to understand her intentions.

A Great Dao roared, its reverberations shaking not only this location but also the worlds connected by various secret pathways, causing heaven and earth to violently tremble!

In a daze, it felt as if ten thousand immortals had fallen, a billion gods had crumbled, and a thousand worlds had collapsed!

Then, the beings in this area witnessed the white-robed empress gather the Great Dao patterns and rules of order into her hand, transforming them into a dim, yellowed sheet of paper — a letter imbued with the power of countless ages!

The red-scaled man was utterly horrified, his entire body trembling.

It was truly so! She was seizing a trajectory, a fragment of the supreme Great Dao. She knew someone had left her a message!

All the beings present were struck with awe. What immense power could leave such a trace within the order of the heavens and the boundless Great Dao? After eons, through countless shifting epochs, it could actually condense into a piece of paper, forming this letter. It was truly terrifying.

At the same time, they were equally shocked by the white-robed woman's incomprehensible strength and peerless grace. That she could perceive a message left by a predecessor through some form of intuition, directly extract it, and refine it into a letter was utterly astonishing, an act that would shock both ancient and modern times!

Everything was unpredictable and uncontrollable.

Ultimately, Area 51 was torn asunder. Demonic auras surged into the sky, and sacred energies erupted. The lord of a fallen immortal clan let out a prolonged howl, seeking to break free from his seal. A supreme Sacred Ancestor's remnant soul roared, escaping from a certain jar, instantly turning the sky blood-red. A mysterious green vine burst forth from a clay pot, growing wildly, threatening to take root across three thousand worlds...

Area 51 was in pandemonium, filled with wailing ghosts and howling gods. It was originally a place of strange phenomena, suppressing countless mysterious and dangerous objects or beings. Now, many of its seals had shattered, unleashing dangerous auras.

Not only the few individuals pressed to their knees on the ground, but even beings in the farthest reaches, who had been meditating in temples for tens of thousands or even millions of years without stirring, suddenly opened their eyes, their faces drained of color. Dust cascaded from their bodies as they recoiled in utter astonishment.

"Disaster!"

Someone roared, a voice belonging to one of the formidable figures responsible for guarding Area 51.

However, to everyone's surprise, and beyond Chu Feng's wildest imagination, the peerlessly graceful white-robed woman, after seizing a certain primordial essence from the heavens, transformed into a stream of particles, a cascade of energy symbols, and flowed downwards.

She had departed from the heavens!

Like a silver waterfall cascading from the Nine Heavens, she flowed back down, vanishing from the very entrance to the heavens.

The red-scaled man, the young female elite of the Primal White Sparrow clan, and others felt their minds tearing apart, their bodies suppressed by a Dao mark of the Five Elements, many parts nearly reduced to bloody pulp. Yet, they had, against all odds, survived.

They harbored no resentment. In that moment, they felt an overwhelming sense of... satisfaction and happiness, celebrating their sheer survival. Had even a single wisp of the woman's immortal light touched them, not only their current cultivation realm but even several levels higher would have been utterly annihilated, body and soul.

The white-robed woman had naturally disregarded them. Perhaps, in her eyes, they were as frail as ants, as insignificant as dust, utterly inconsequential.

No excess killing intent or energetic aura fell upon them; they were simply treated as nothing.

Below, Chu Feng was stunned. How had the white-robed woman transformed into a stream of particles, a cascade of brilliant and sacred light particles? Like a storm, she fell back down!

At that moment, he felt an immense pressure, many times heavier than before. If this continued, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Fortunately, at this critical juncture, it was the stone jar once more. It glowed with crystalline brilliance, forming a soft, tangible boundary, as if forged from time itself, or shimmering with the luster of primordial metal.

Most strangely, within that stream of particles, the yellowed paper floated and sank. It was unfathomable, indescribable, ancient and weathered amidst a thousand rules and ten thousand orders. It seemed to have existed eternally, enduring countless epochs, awaiting discovery and reading by a future generation.

It was tangible yet ethereal, undying since ancient times, having persisted among the fragments of the supreme Great Dao. Now, it had reappeared, formed into a sheet of paper by the white-robed woman, both mysterious and terrifying.

Who had left it, and what message did it seek to convey?

The white-robed woman, having transformed into a stream of particles, returned. Her supreme aura bloomed, powerful and sacred, as the paper, enveloped within her, instantly arrived back.

Chu Feng, holding the stone jar, his eyes flickering, suddenly felt an unsettling sense of deja vu, as if it were only yesterday, strikingly familiar!