Starting With Chaos Physique

Chapter 63 Gu Tama, the Young Master of the Ancient God Clan, the Danger of the Jingyang Dynasty

As for why the Ancient God Clan rebelled?

No one knows the reason.

After the strongest members of the Ancient God Clan were all executed, the Immortal Gu Family, out of consideration for their past alliance, exiled them to a barren star domain.

No further actions were taken.

For hundreds of thousands of years, the Ancient God Clan had vanished without a trace.

Yet today, their presence was witnessed again.

Especially after the rebellion of the Chi Li Ancient Kingdom, many cultivators felt a sense of unease, vaguely sensing that something significant was about to unfold.

When the Immortal Family is enraged, it’s not just about ‘blood flowing like rivers’.

If only a few star domains are destroyed and countless ancient life stars annihilated, it could still be considered a fortunate outcome.

“Sigh, let’s just hope we ordinary cultivators don’t get caught in the crossfire.”

“Exactly. When the city gates catch fire, the fish in the moat suffer. We’re not even qualified to be those fish.”

Inside an ancient city, numerous cultivators were discussing when suddenly, a deafening rumble echoed across the sky.

An oppressive and terrifying aura descended!

They turned their gazes upward.

They saw colossal ancient war chariots thundering through the void, heading toward the horizon.

Each chariot carried a fluttering banner in the wind, emblazoned with an ancient and majestic character: ‘Gu’.

The handwriting was simple yet grand, exuding an indescribable Daoist charm.

Upon the chariots stood young prodigies shrouded in dazzling divine light, each radiating immense power.

Every single one of them was fearsome, as if capable of subduing an entire region effortlessly.

Among them, one figure stood at the center, as if surrounded by stars. Dressed in snow-white robes, his demeanor was serene and composed. Chaotic mist swirled faintly around him, and his gaze toward the eastern horizon was calm and tranquil.

“That… that’s the Immortal Gu Family!”

Hiss!

“They actually came—just as we were discussing them!”

“And the one surrounded by everyone… could it be the Gu Family’s Divine Son, who hasn’t been seen or heard of in years?”

A sudden chill swept through the gathered cultivators.

The direction these warships are heading is none other than the Chi Li Ancient Kingdom!

Something monumental is undoubtedly about to happen!

…

Chi Li Ancient Kingdom – Imperial Capital

The current emperor, Chi Yan, clad in a fiery red dragon robe, stood humbly before a young man.

The young man was exceptionally tall and muscular, like a small mountain. His muscles were piled like boulders, exuding a boundless sense of power.

Between his eyebrows, two faintly visible, rotating stars emerged and vanished intermittently.

The contrast between their physiques was stark, especially with Chi Yan’s expression of absolute respect, which seemed utterly genuine.

The royal family of the Chi Li Ancient Kingdom was entirely comprised of the Fire Spirit Clan.

Though their outward appearances resembled humans, their eyes glowed with a deep crimson hue, and even their eyebrows were fiery red, radiating an intense heat.

“Reporting to the Young Master. Three-quarters of the Jingyang Dynasty’s territory has been captured by us. Within three days, the Jingyang Dynasty will fall and be completely destroyed,” Chi Yan reported with utmost respect.

The young man’s name was Gu Tamu.

As a descendant of the Ancient God Royal Clan, Gu Tamu could freely alter his size. What appeared now was his smallest form.

Hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Gu Tamu’s lips. He said, “You’ve done well. The Jingyang Dynasty is the largest subsidiary power of the Immortal Gu Family in this region. Start with them to show the Gu Family that the Ancient God Clan has returned!”

As he spoke, his gaze fell on a letter placed on a nearby table. The handwriting was elegant, carrying a natural sense of profound Daoist principles.

Clearly, the person who wrote this letter was no ordinary individual.

Moreover, the letter bore traces of the Immortal Gu Family’s Daoist aura—ordinary cultivators dared not even glance at it.

“This is a decree brought by the Ninth Princess of the Jingyang Dynasty a few years ago. It forbids us from further attacking their dynasty,” Chi Yan explained, his gaze flickering slightly as he looked at the letter.

“Do you know who wrote this decree at the time?” Gu Tamu frowned and asked.

The decree emanated a sense of inherent Daoist truth. Only a cultivator deeply attuned to the laws of heaven and earth could have written it.

“I’m not sure, but it’s likely the rumored Divine Son of the Gu Family,” Chi Yan replied, shaking his head before offering his speculation.

At that time, when the Ninth Princess brought the decree, it had startled him into halting his forces against the Jingyang Dynasty.

But now…

The situation had changed.

They had long since severed ties with the Gu Family. This decree was now irrelevant.

“I understand. Increase your forces. Within three days, conquer the Jingyang Dynasty and capture the Ninth Princess alive. I want to know who wrote this decree,” Gu Tamu commanded coolly.

The decree left him with an uneasy feeling. If he didn’t uncover its origins, he would not be at ease.

Besides, the young presence behind him would undoubtedly be interested in this matter as well.

“Understood, Young Lord,” Chi Yan replied respectfully before withdrawing.

…

At the borders of the Jingyang Dynasty,

Chu Yaoyue, dressed in military armor and covered in blood, had a pale face but clenched her teeth and stood her ground. Her gaze remained resolute, fixed on the scene ahead.

Behind her stood Jingyang soldiers, each exuding a fearless determination. Though drenched in blood, their expressions were resolute and unyielding.

Surrounding them on all sides was the seemingly endless swarm of Chi Li Ancient Kingdom soldiers, like locusts blotting out the sky.

They were utterly surrounded.

“Great Uncle is fighting the enemy’s experts in the skies. As long as that battle hasn’t ended, we still have hope,” Chu Yaoyue encouraged the soldiers around her, her eyes scanning the skies where faint but terrifying energy emanated.

Even from afar, the aura was enough to cause unease and dread.

In the face of Chi Li Ancient Kingdom’s relentless assault, three-quarters of the Jingyang Dynasty’s territory had fallen in just a few months.

Her father, the reigning Emperor of Jingyang, had been grievously injured in battle by the enemy’s experts. After returning to the capital gravely wounded, he succumbed to his injuries within three days.

Her siblings and royal relatives had taken advantage of the chaos, fleeing in all directions with the dynasty’s resources accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years. None of them cared about the survival of the Jingyang Dynasty.

The weight of this vast dynasty had fallen solely upon her shoulders.

She had no choice but to don armor, stabilize the people’s morale, and personally lead troops into battle.

Thankfully, during this critical juncture, her Great Uncle, who had been in secluded cultivation within the royal tombs, sensed the crisis and broke his seclusion. By engaging and holding off the Chi Li Ancient Kingdom’s experts, he had bought them a fleeting chance to catch their breath.

“Kill them all! By order of the king!”

“Capture the Ninth Princess of Jingyang alive, and you shall be promoted, ennobled, granted titles of kingship, and rewarded with divine treasures!”

One of Chi Li Ancient Kingdom’s generals shouted, his eyes gleaming with greed and malice.

“Kill! Capture the Ninth Princess alive!”

“Kill! Capture the Ninth Princess alive!”

Hearing this, the soldiers of Chi Li Ancient Kingdom roared with excitement, as though they had been injected with adrenaline. Frenzied, they charged forward.

Divine arts and mystical techniques intertwined, and powerful waves of energy filled the heavens and earth.

The battle erupted once more!

“Protect the princess! Fight to the death!”

Though Jingyang’s soldiers were vastly outnumbered, their spirits remained unyielding as they fought fiercely.

“Is this truly the end of Jingyang’s fate…”

Watching one soldier after another fall, Chu Yaoyue felt as though her heart was bleeding.

Suddenly, she recalled the words Gu Changsheng had spoken to her long ago outside the gates of the Gu Family.

“The dragon vein of the Jingyang Dynasty has already been severed; its fate is at an end. Even if you delay the kingdom’s demise, you cannot prevent it. This is predestined by heaven, beyond the power of mortals to change.”

A bitter smile formed on Chu Yaoyue’s lips as she muttered to herself, “So, the Divine Son foresaw this day long ago?”

The Royal Dragon Extremes Sutra, the foundational technique of the Jingyang Dynasty, was deeply rooted in the vast dragon vein of the dynasty.

Now that the dragon vein had been severed, her cultivation progress had slowed in recent years and even begun to regress.

This, despite the fact that she was born with the Emperor Physique!

Boom!

Suddenly!

A deafening explosion shook the heavens, followed by divine blood scattering across the sky like rain.

From the void, a figure clad in a dragon robe and drenched in blood plummeted to the ground.

“Great Uncle!” Chu Yaoyue cried out in shock.

Seeing this, despair spread across the faces of every Jingyang soldier.

Their last shred of hope was gone!