903 Ruthless
The world was in shock after watching this battle. The cultivators and factions of this world had a subtle arrogance that most did not detect. The source was what happened to the Heaven-Devouring Emperor.
In their mind, since they could deal with this Eternal Emperor, the others should not be a problem. Their thinking was if things reached a dire state, they could use the same method.
Finally, with more than 2 Eternal Emperors in this world and a few others on par, they subconsciously lowered the value of Eternal Emperors due to the lack of rarity.
Some people even had hidden contempt for the 2 Primarchs of this generation. However, after witnessing Ao Shen's battle, they woke up and realized their mistake.
They realized Eternal Emperors were the pinnacle of battle prowess in the Lower Dimension for a reason. Immortal Sovereigns can only restrain Eternals, but it did not mean they were superior to the latter.
Ao Shen's battle reinstated these people's awe of Eternals, making them more prudent when dealing with the Ten Conferred Gods.
Western Continent, Mo Clan:
“Fail,” he muttered with a listless look; he did not expect these people to win, only to display their strength and pressure Ao Shen.
Sadly, he underestimated how terrifying people of that level are.
“If the dragon has such power, what about the Heavenly Emperor?”
The Mo Patriarch shivered as he thought about this. He quickly reigned in his thoughts, knowing this was not the time. He received news from Hou Qing, knowing the scheme of the Heavenly
Emperor.
However, there was nothing he could do, even if he knew.
The Mo Patriarch took a deep breath before contacting one of his servants:
“Order them to begin.”
A light of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. Their Mo Clan has paid a great deal to survive this catastrophe; he had to mediate between these unruly and murderous devils, ensuring they can be united to deal with the situation.
Now, he only hoped his actions were worth it.
Western Bliss Sect:
Feng Heng watched the battle, analyzing Ao Shen's strength and comparing it to his. He was not surprised by the outcome, so his main focus was how to deal with the dragon in case they became enemies.
“Hm?” muttered Feng Heng as he noticed something. Numerous devil cultivators flew from different Domains; their movements indicated some sort of organization.
Then, he saw these people begin to slaughter low-level devil cultivators. In a few seconds, millions of devil cultivators die in the hands of their own kind.
'What are they doing?' asked Feng Heng. Then, he saw a hint. A black cauldron floated above the continent; each time someone died, golden lights entered the cauldron.
'They are killing their own to gather merit? What's the point of doing this?'
Yin-Yang Symbol flashed in his eyes as he calculated the secrets of Heaven and Earth.
'I see. The Heavenly Emperor wanted to eradicate the devil cultivator, so they chose to do it themselves, leaving only a few survivors.'
This method was similar to how someone had to amputate their limbs to save their lives. The higher factions of the devil cultivator chose to abandon the weaker ones for survival.
'The merit should be an offering to the Heavenly Emperor, showing their submission and dedication.'
After discovering the truth, Feng Heng's first instinct was to stop everything. However, he chose otherwise, as his interventions would ruin the Heavenly Emperor's benefit.
'I could participate. Although the Western Bliss Sect does not have as many members, we can still overwhelm these people as long as I personally take action.'
Feng Heng frowned, 'If I choose this path, I would have to hand over the merit assembled to the Heavenly Emperor.'
He knew better than to dip his finger into someone else's food.
Simultaneously, he did not want to participate in vain without benefit.
Feng Heng struggled to make a decision. After a few minutes, he sighed. “This poor monk's destiny is to revive Buddhism and cleanse the Western Continent. Now that someone is helping in the process, preventing me from killing too much, I should be glad.
“So, there is no need to be weighted by losses and gains.”
Feng Heng's aura became more peaceful, so he closed his eyes and meditated while chanting sutras.
Di Clan:
“Patriarch, what should we do?”
“Nothing.”
“Butâ”
“Our Di Clan needs to remain as low-key as possible during this generation.”
The room quieted down, and Di Cong saw the desolate look on these people's faces. He sighed out loud:
“Our main objective is to find the reincarnation of the Young Patriarch and see if he wishes to return to the clan.”
The clan members' eyes lit up. As long as they find Di Tian, their clan can cultivate a Heavenly Emperor on par with that monster.
Di Cong secretly nodded in satisfaction after seeing their reaction.
Heavenly Court:
Wang Wei watched the battle with great focus. His eyes could see many things others could not.
'Heavenly Dao is not the one boosting Ao Shen's Innate Law, so it should be under the division of True Heavenly Dao. But, if he was of 4-Star or lower, would that be Heavenly Dao's job?'
The world's secrets flashed in his eyes as he peered through fate itself. The answer was yes, Heavenly Dao is responsible for boosting 4-Star Primarchs or lower.
Meanwhile, 5-Star and above, corresponding to First-Class and above was under True Heavenly Dao's jurisdiction.
'Can I interrupt that boost in any shape or form?' With the boost, Primarchs are no way near the level of Great Emperors's Grand Dao Source.
'Negative,' replied Wang Wei. 'The Heaven Path is another Balance Mechanism of the world targeting the Emperor Path. So, unless I'm on par with True Heavenly Dao, I am powerless.'
Wang Wei calmly watched the battle end and Ao Shen's departure.
'Is he close to manifesting his Willpower? Well, it makes sense.'
Ao Shen had to fight multiple imprints in his bloodline trying to take over his body during his Heaven Path Tribulation. In the process, he must have tempered his Willpower to a high enough level.
Wang Wei's gaze switched to the Western Continent, and he immediately deduced the devil cultivator's plan.
“The Mo Clan Patriarch is truly a talent.”
The fact he could think of such an idea so quickly proved his ability.
'I am more than happy to receive merit without working for it,'
thought Wang Wei. 'And your plan is excellent, but you forgot somethingâthe future.'
The devil cultivators are unstable, so he did not want to leave them any foundations to rise in the future. Wang Wei knew it was impossible to eradicate them completelyâunless he used extreme means like the Absolute Beginning Emperor's magic.
However, he understood the world needed balance, Yin and Yang.
So, complete eradication of the devil race will destroy that balance.
He could foresee that if he took these measures, it wouldn't be long before a devil cultivator version of Feng Heng appeared, tasked with the destiny to revive the devil cultivators.
So, his goal is to clean them up, forcing their faction to start over.
He hoped after a couple of generations, when the devil cultivators had trained a few Emperors and showed signs of reviving, his successor could wipe them again, forcing them to restart over.
From now on, it will be the precedent to clean these guys up after they revive.
Wang Wei observed the chaos in the Western Continent with no desire or intent to stop it. He focused on Buddhism's response.
“No action?” he muttered. “It seems he's truly an enlightened monk.”
So far, Feng Heng has displayed that his mission toward Buddhism is why he could not achieve true enlightenment, allowing his state of mind to reach a higher level.
'There will be many temptations,' thought Wang Wei. 'If you can resist, you can truly sublimate. If not, you will only be lost in the red dust.'
After deducing Feng Heng's state, Wang Wei suddenly remembered his Everchanging Dao Heart.
'Maybe I should continue tempering it by incarnating as different lives.'
As soon as he had the idea, he could not resist. So, Wang Wei waved his hand to send countless invisible lights into the world. After proving the Dao, Dao Heart seems the most useless attribute.
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Wang Wei stopped paying attention to the world and prepared to rest. However, he suddenly sensed something:
“My father is out of his retreat? Sooner than expected.”
He disappeared from the court and returned to the sect. The mountains were not as lively as they used to be because most of the disciples moved to the court to take advantage of the better environment.
“I told you he would immediately return,” said Yu Yan with a smug look as she looked at her husband.
“Alright, you know him better than I do,” said Wang Tian with a smile.
“That's right, and you better not forget it,” she added. “Son, I've made your favorite food.”