My Disciples Are All Villains Chapter 1833 - Reunion (1)

Lu Zhou gazed upon his palm, momentarily dazed. It had likely been ages since he last harnessed such overwhelming might, rendering his control somewhat imprecise. A faint regret lingered for allowing Ming Xin to perish so effortlessly. Yet, none of that held importance anymore. He spun around to face the five divine emperors.

Positioned in five distinct directions across immeasurable distances, the five divine emperors bowed in unison. “Greetings, Supreme Divine God!”

With a mere flicker of thought, Lu Zhou materialized before Zhi Guangji, the Black Emperor.

Zhi Guangji shuddered violently and hastily bowed down.

Lu Zhou lifted his hand and placed it on Zhi Guangji’s shoulder.

This simple touch made Zhi Guangji crouch even lower. Just as he prepared to drop to his knees in total submission, Lu Zhou’s voice sounded.

“The task of maintaining the world will have to depend on all of you…”

Zhi Guangji replied with vigor, “I will definitely live up to the Supreme Divine God’s expectations!”

At that moment, Shang Zhang, Ling Weiyang, Bai Zhaoju, and Chi Biaonu materialized nearby.

Bai Zhaoju said, “Supreme Divine God, please restore the laws in the world and bestow new power upon it.”

“Hm?” Lu Zhou turned his gaze toward Bai Zhaoju.

Bai Zhaoju sighed before elaborating, “Qi Sheng once declared that the ten great laws form the foundation of all existence. Now that the Ten Classics have been returned, the laws and power have vanished from the world.”

Lu Zhou nodded while his eyes swept over the five figures. He observed their powers rapidly fading away. Then, he shifted his sight to the remote nine domains. His extraordinary vision now revealed every single blade of grass on the earth and every leaf on the trees with crystal clarity.

......

True to expectations, human cultivators began crashing to the ground one by one. They found themselves unable to stir their Primal Qi, preventing them from forming energy seals or continuing cultivation. Countless among them flailed their arms desperately to summon Primal Qi, but all efforts proved futile. They had all been reduced to mere ordinary people.

Fierce beasts likewise lost the ability to wield Primal Qi. Nevertheless, they now held superiority over the humans deprived of their cultivation.

Lu Zhou let out a sigh and declared, “All of you can return.”

With a casual wave, Lu Zhou transported the five divine emperors away.

Upon reaching their individual destinations, the five divine emperors realized they could no longer soar through the skies or access their cultivation.

…

The next day.

The sun emerged from the eastern edge of the Unknown Land, bathing the terrain in light.

The Unknown Land, resurrected from the catastrophe, gleamed with unprecedented brilliance today.

…

In the Evil Sky Pavilion.

The four elders looked as though they had withered overnight, teetering on the edge of demise.

The guardians, left and right envoys, and everyone else were aging at an alarming pace.

Princess Mulberry, dwelling in the Evil Sky Pavilion, had turned into a frail old lady in a single night.

In the main hall.

Jie Jin’an paced restlessly to and fro. He lightly scratched his cheek while muttering, “I knew he would take the classics back…”

“Mr. Jie, if you don’t come up with a solution soon, the four elders won’t last much longer!” Pan Zhong cried out in worry. Even though he was younger, he had aged substantially too.

Jie Jin’an responded, “Everything hinges on him now. The cultivation world’s laws have been nullified, leaving us indistinguishable from mortals. For ordinary people, reaching 100 years is already fortunate.”

Pan Zhong felt like bursting into tears but couldn’t. “Ah! Doesn’t that mean I’ll die soon?” He held up his hands and counted on his fingers, lamenting, “I don’t want to die yet…”

“There’s truly nothing I can do,” Jie Jin’an admitted helplessly, “He has another three days…”

“Three days?”

“Ask him yourself; it was his decision. Just like restoring a Birth Chart, he only has three days,” Jie Jin’an explained. Anxiety gnawed at him as well. He glanced at the crowd outside the main hall and heaved a profound sigh. Overnight, the whole world resembled a gathering of the aged.

Right then, Jiang Aijian shuffled in, using Dragonsong as a cane with a hunched back. He prodded Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng forcefully with Dragonsong before coughing and barking, “Young man, make way!”

Pan Zhong acted like an elder too as he retorted, “Can you be more serious?”

Jiang Aijian replied, “Don’t say that. Acting like Senior Ji is surprisingly comfy.” Then, his face grew solemn as he commanded, “Young man, come. Pour a glass of water for Grandpa.”

“F*ck off!”

Jiang Aijian bent forward reproachfully and scolded, “You young people lack any kindness or respect! You don’t cherish the elderly at all! I’m truly disappointed!”

“...”

At that point, Zhou Jifeng said urgently, “We don’t have much time. Be serious.”

Jiang Aijian ceased his jesting and turned grave. He declared, “Cultivators age swiftly these days, with fierce beasts gazing at us hungrily. Even devoid of Primal Qi, the fierce beasts possess physiques and might far beyond human limits. The catastrophe has eased, so they ought to have pulled back to the Unknown Land. Yet, they stubbornly remain. Evidently, invasion weighs on their minds. The front lines now rely on the aged and frail. The imperial court has commanded the drafting of robust youths into the fray. But since they've never cultivated, their fighting power remains quite limited. No one can predict how long they might endure…”

Jiang Aijian slumped onto the floor, speaking in despair, “Conditions mirror this across every one of the nine domains… It seems grimmer than doomsday itself…”

Jie Jin’an inquired, “Where are Ying Long, the Azure Dragon, and the rest?”

“They’ve aged as well. They lie curled on the ground, scarcely able to stir.”

“...”

Right then, the four elders shuffled into the hall, appearing utterly enfeebled.

Pan Litian called out, “Old Leng, fetch me a chair, will you?”

Leng Luo shot back, “We’re all old folks here. Why must I fetch a chair for you?”

Once the four elders settled into their seats, Hua Wudao shook his head with a heavy sigh. “Lacking the Pavilion Master and the ten disciples, everything feels hollow.”

“You’re far from alone in that sentiment…”

Ultimately, the seniors of the Evil Sky Pavilion had no choice but to sit idly, awaiting death's arrival.

…

Meanwhile.

High above the Unknown Land, Lu Zhou’s form streaked through the air.

Next, a tremendous power hoisted the boulders sealing the Great Abyss Land.