Chapter 1747: Collapse of Faith
In the Zhou Tian Realm, Qianye Ying'er put away the four Illusory Heart Shadow Jade pieces and also closed the Projection Mysterious Array.
On the other side, the profound practitioners of the Fenyue Realm all had dull expressions, their gazes trembling for a long time.
Demons are not tolerated by the world... even they themselves had long been accustomed to such a fate. Now, finally, someone questioned the world for them and justified their name!
Moreover, she was the ancient Jie Tian Mo Di! And through her deeds of forgiving the world, she showed the true nature of demons to the world.
Cognition is very hard to change.
But the one forgiving the world was a Demon Emperor, and the one saving the world was a demon... Under such personally witnessed facts, the words of Jie Tian Mo Di were enough to deeply nail into the hearts and wills of everyone, enough to... perhaps truly enough to overturn the world's perception of demons.
"So the Demon Lord had once suffered these things." Tian Guhu murmured absently. Even he only found out today why Yun Che held such deep resentment toward the three divine regions.
"What Lady Qianye said is correct." Fen Daoqi let out a long breath. "These four special Mysterious Shadow Stones are worth a trillion demon troops."
Though he was a demon of the Northern Domain, he also knew how terrifying an impact revealing these hidden truths would have on the beliefs of the Dong Shen Domain profound practitioners.
And this influence would inevitably radiate rapidly to the Xi Shen Domain and Nan Shen Domain.
As they say, attacking the city is inferior to attacking the heart.
And the attack on the heart brought by these... was the kind that could shatter will and faith.
Gathered by Divine Lords, surrounded by Divine Emperors, only perfect Mysterious Shadow Stones like the Illusory Heart Shadow Jade could silently record everything.
And Fen Daoqi had clearly seen Qianye Ying'er shout "Illusory Heart Shadow Jade" and "four pieces" in surprise. That is, even at Qianye Ying'er's level, Illusory Heart Shadow Jade was an extremely precious and rare item.
And someone did not hesitate to use such precious things... and those Divine Lords and Divine Emperors were what entities they were; with the slightest mistake, there was risk of discovery. But that person still did it, silently recording everything.
From any perspective, it was clearly not an impromptu decision, but something prepared and guarded against long in advance.
The person who did all this had sense, intelligence, and means of preparing for the future that were almost terrifying.
Qianye Ying'er glanced at Yun Che from afar. Who recorded these images was already obvious.
The Stainless Divine Soul, rumored to vaguely foresee danger, could only exist in the Illusory Heart Shadow Jade of the Liuguang Realm.
The "woman surnamed Shui" who gave these to Chi Wuyue.
Moreover, although Shui Yingyue and Shui Qianheng appeared multiple times in the images, Shui Meiyin never once appeared...
These were clearly all secretly recorded by Shui Meiyin, hiding it from everyone.
Time, timing, motive, Illusory Heart Shadow Jade, and the Stainless Divine Soul with vague foresight... all matched, no other possibility.
"A pity," Qianye Ying'er said. "The scene of the Demon Emperor leaving the edge of Chaos that day was not recorded. Otherwise... hmph."
Although regrettable, Qianye Ying'er was not surprised. After all, that day, Shui Meiyin and everyone from the Liuguang Realm were unexpectedly not present.
Probably, her Stainless Divine Soul gave her a warning beforehand.①
What she was more curious about was: if all this was done by Shui Meiyin, why did Jie Tian Mo Di want to see Shui Meiyin alone and even take her to the Northern Domain?
Was it also because of her extremely rare Stainless Divine Soul?
That indeed was the only explanation.
"That little girl from the Liuguang Realm actually prepared this move early on." Qianye Ying'er said. "And the timing of releasing it was just right!"
If it had been released when Yun Che was first hunted by the entire realm, it might have stirred up fury in countless star realms... but it would have been impossible to change Yun Che's fate.
But now, Yun Che returned as a Demon Lord... with absolutely terrifying power and bloody slaughter burying the King Realms, and then with this sudden truth to collapse their will. To dominate the Dong Shen Domain, and later the Xi Shen Domain and Nan Shen Domain, everything suddenly became more than ten times easier.
Yun Che did not refute Qianye Ying'er's calling Shui Meiyin a "little girl." He looked ahead, somewhat lost in thought.
Back in the Xuan God Convention, the fifteen-year-old Shui Meiyin had a "fierce" battle with him on the Feng Shen Platform, then suddenly and inexplicably clung to him, making him dodge in confusion, causing her father Shui Qianheng to fly into a rage and almost slap him to death in Zhou Tian.
Three thousand years later in Zhou Tian, she seemed not to have grown up, her feelings for him still unfaded. Every time she looked at him, her eyes seemed to shine with countless brilliant and flawless stars.
If one must speak of changes beyond appearance and cultivation, it was that half of her temperament remained as pure and lovely as when she was a girl, while the other half was as seductive and heart-stirring as a spirit.
He had never imagined that this girl, who had never shed her "innocence" in his heart, had done all this for him in secret...
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In the Feixing Realm,
The fierce battle between the Dream Soul Sword Sect and the Duoxing Realm had stopped under the projection. After the projection ended, the battlefield remained deathly silent, with only the pungent smell of blood spreading oppressively.
The Duoxing Realm King trembled all over with excitement. He suddenly turned and roared in a sharp, hoarse voice: "Did you hear that... Did you hear that! The Demon Emperor is speaking for us! And our Demon Lord is the savior! The true savior! But he was betrayed by these ugly people he saved, and they wanted to hunt him down and eradicate him!"
"We are the children of darkness, suffering unjust oppression all along, yet we have borne the name of demons for a million years. And they... are the true devils!!"
Yan Wu's gaze was still fixed upward.
As a person from a King Realm of the Northern Domain, she knew a little about the matter of Jie Tian Mo Di's return to the world. But witnessing all the truth with her own eyes, combined with Yun Che's experiences... no one could help but deeply sigh.
The son of salvation, the moment after completing his salvation, was forced into a deadly situation by those he saved, becoming a demonic scourge that everyone must kill on sight... Is there anything more sorrowful and ironic in this world?
Even a true devil should at least feel some gratitude for the life-saving grace!
The words of the Duoxing Realm King stirred the dark profound practitioners into righteous indignation. But in the face of their "defiling words," the profound practitioners of the Feixing Realm all had dull expressions and lifeless eyes.
"Sect Master..." a disciple of the Dream Soul Sword Sect murmured, "Is this... true?"
Even though they had seen and heard it with their own eyes, they still could not believe it, refused to believe.
This voice made countless gazes turn to Meng Canyang and Meng Duanxi, father and son. Because in the first three segments of images, their figures were clearly visible. That meant they had experienced everything back then.
"..." Meng Canyang's expression kept changing. With the projection above, there was no room for denial.
With a sigh, he then shouted with the awe-inspiring might of a sword: "When the life and death of the sect are at stake, why talk about cause and effect! These demons killed so many of our fellow clan and sect. One more step forward, and they will destroy our sect's homeland!"
Meng Canyang's words instantly solidified the chaotic spirits of the Dream Soul disciples. The corpses and seas of blood around them reignited their fighting spirit, and their profound energy began to gather again.
But at this moment, a weak and groggy voice came from a corner: "If not for Yun Che... where would there be a sect or homeland... Isn't all of today... the retribution the Dong Shen Domain deserves..."
The one who spoke was an ordinary Dream Soul disciple. He lay beside a pile of corpses, covered in dark wounds, barely breathing.
On ordinary days, in a King Realm sect like the Dream Soul Sword Sect, he had no say at all. But at this moment, his lament before death struck the hearts of every Feixing profound practitioner with tremendous force, almost instantly shattering the fighting spirit that had just rekindled.
"Heh..." a bitter laugh came, also from a severely wounded Dream Soul disciple. A dying man, why bother to restrain his words: "I spent half my life striving and finally entered the Dream Soul Sword Sect, considering it a lifetime honor. Because the world knows that the Dream Soul Sword is the sword of righteousness, the sword of benevolence."
"Sect Master... why has this sword become so filthy..."
This time, not only the Feixing profound practitioners, but even the auras of Meng Canyang and Meng Duanxi turned chaotic.
Back then, led by Dragon Emperor, Nanming, Fantian, and Zhoutian, everyone present had to take a stance regardless of what they thought in their hearts.
When all the emperors and kings did so, their guilt did not weigh so heavily... and later, when Yun Che erupted with dark demonic aura, their guilt and discomfort greatly diminished.
When the situation was fixed and there was no possibility of reversal, they would even feel it was right... As for the truth, they would lock it in their hearts and never leak a word.
But when everything was pieced together and replayed in a short time, the extreme contrast revealed their ingratitude and despicableness with unbearable clarity. Even they themselves felt deep shame, their scalps tingling.
The one forgiving the world was a Demon Emperor, the one saving the world was a Demon Lord... and they, as the masters of the Dong Shen Domain, had actions that were not just dirty in comparison.
From the strange glances of the surrounding disciples, even elders, they knew that their image in their minds was no longer towering and spotless, but stained with filth that could never be washed away.
In the air, Yan Wu's Yan Mo Spear slowly lowered, pointing at the Feixing profound practitioners whose spirits were in chaos and had lost their will to fight. Her dark, imposing voice heavily suppressed their turbulent souls: "I'll give you one last chance to surrender... Surrender, or die!"
Clang!
The sword of the sword attendant who had charged the frontmost, once filled with fierce fighting spirit and unafraid of death, fell limply from his palm, hitting the ground with a particularly jarring sound.
The faith he had upheld all his life was mercilessly shattered the moment before, shattered completely.
The stronger the faith, the more devastating the collapse when shattered.
The first sword falling was like the first drop of water when a dam breaks. Then ten... a hundred... a thousand... countless swords, like their disheartened masters, lost their sword gleam and fell on the blood-soaked earth.
Righteousness—these two words were never pure. But in the hearts of most profound practitioners, they were always the most beautiful aspiration and pursuit, the faith they were willing to hold for life, and the honor they would engrave for a lifetime and even for posterity.
If even these two words were shattered... it was too cruel a trauma to the soul.
The Feixing Realm was just one microcosm. The entire battle situation of the Dong Shen Domain was undergoing earth-shattering changes at this moment.
At the same time, the truth of the Crimson Red Calamity, along with countless recorded projections, spread at an unstoppable speed toward the Nan Shen Domain and Xi Shen Domain.
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In a dead corner of a small star realm in the Dong Shen Domain.
There was a small Mysterious Ark. It was only several dozen zhang long, the hull quite old, but covered with more than ten isolation arrays of very high levels.
Any of the figures inside the ark would shock the world.
The Golden Moon God, Yue Wuji. With the fall of Yue Shen Di, he was temporarily the head of the Moon Gods.②
But the Moon God Realm had been buried and destroyed, completely and utterly. All its hundreds of thousands of things had forever disappeared from the history of the Divine Realm...
Could they still be called "Moon Gods"?
Yue Wuji silently watched the projection from Zhou Tian, his gaze fluctuating complexly. When he turned around, his expression was already calm. "Let's go."
"No... why should we go! I want to avenge Master!" The Qing Yao Moon God Yao Yue had tears in her eyes, but her body was bound by several Moon God arrays simultaneously, firmly sealing her movements. No matter how she struggled, she could not break free.
"This is an order!" Yue Wuji said. As he spoke, he raised his hand, and between his fingers bloomed the light of the Moon Emperor's Glaze.
"Yue Wuji!" Yao Yue gritted her teeth. "The star realm is destroyed, Master has fallen... and you, the acting Moon God Emperor, choose to live in cowardice! You coward! Coward! If you become emperor, you will be the eternal shame of the name Moon God Emperor!"
"If you keep struggling and your aura leaks, we might all be buried with you!" Yue Wuji's face showed no emotion as he spoke solemnly.
Yao Yue's struggling finally eased.
Yue Wuji slowly closed his hand and said, "As long as the Moon Emperor's Glaze is not extinguished, the Moon God Realm will eventually rise again. But if we all die, not only now, but in later generations, there will be no divine moon in the sky."
He closed his eyes, his voice carrying some pain: "Yao Yue, I became a Moon God twenty thousand years ago. My feelings for the Moon God Realm surpass my life, no less than any of you. Trust my choice this time... one day, you will understand."
The old Mysterious Ark rose, carrying the surviving Moon Gods and Moon God Envoys, flying toward an unknown, distant space.
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① Chapter 1515: Dark Omen
② Yue Wuji is Yue Wuyai's elder brother, the fastest man in the Moon God Realm.