Chapter 2019 – Lingfeng’s Change
"You want a guarantee, but I can't promise anything. I can't even promise that I won’t kill all of you after you’ve gathered in this continent just to avoid problems in the future. If I wasn’t in a hurry to end the war to avoid the deaths of more innocents, I’d definitely keep fighting you. The only thing I can guarantee is that, if you choose the other option, all of you will die." Although it was said to be a negotiation, the specters didn’t have anything to rely on.
Mu Cang fell silent. After Tianming had made his announcement a month before, there were still some specters who continued doing as they pleased, but were quickly killed. The facts were clear. Under Tianming’s leadership, the unified sun was powerful enough.
"So the lives of your people is the only thing you care about?" Mu Cang asked.
"I’ll be honest. That’s what it is. The war’s over and we're ready to celebrate our victory. Isn't it annoying to have all of you stuck here? So it’s up to you if you want to live or die. We aren’t afraid to continue fighting, we just don't want trouble," Tianming replied.
Mu Cang stared at him blankly. "You’re different from the sun emperor. It was he who destroyed our stars, not you, right?" Mu Cang added.
"Not really. You can say that I inadvertently helped him and he’s the one that brought me to where I am," Tianming said.
Mu Cang remained silent.
“There’s no reason to hesitate. If you were standing in my position, you’d know how insignificant you are to me, like a fly on my face. If I can drive it away, I won't choose to kill it. After all, that would just dirty my hands. So if you think that I’m going to set up a trap just to deal with you, you’re mistaken." Tianming's words were harsh, but it was the truth. With the spread of his Omnisentient Threads, their efficiency had even surpassed that of Yin Chen. In two months' time when his totems recovered, it wouldn't take much time to destroy the remaining specters. "It isn’t easy for any civilization to last from generation to generation through the long passing of time. Place a bet so you have a way to survive. Mu Cang, you’re a wise man," Tianming said.
"But our descendants will be discriminated against when they return to the outside world after three millennia..." he said with a bitter smile. How could Tianming give them an opportunity for vengeance in the future?
"Naturally. That’s the price to pay for invading us. But one day, everything will be just as it was. And it’s still better than being completely annihilated within the next two months."
"Okay, I’ll bet on you, the new ruler who’s more powerful than the sun emperor!" Mu Cang said.
"Alright. Since you’ve placed your trust in me, I’ll leave you a bit of advice: from now on, let your future generations forget the hatred. It’s meaningless and will only cause more pain. This war is a game for lunatics, while ordinary people can only struggle in this vortex of death. In fact, your enemy is dead and the people of the sun are also victims. Do you understand?"
"Our enemy is dead...." His words had the specters at a loss. Yes! Before they gathered, they had also discussed enduring the humiliation and waiting for the day they could exact revenge. However, Tianming's words made them burst into tears. The destruction of the two Skywolf Stars had been done by the sun emperor alone and had nothing to do with the people of the sun. From the very start, they were the ones being slaughtered. The specters were invaders and no one would sympathize with them, especially their enemies. This was the most painful suffering.
"Yes." Mu Cang lowered his head.
"I'm not a specter, so I can't stand in your shoes and empathize with you for losing your home. If it wasn't for saving more innocent lives, I wouldn't even let you go! From now on, take care of yourselves and do as you see fit!" With that, Tianming took off into the air. At the borders of the continent, a gold and red formation rose from the ground, forming a dome like the Sky Palace Formation that completely sealed the place off. The Flameyellow Fusion Formation had been transformed under Tianming’s control and was based on the Sky Palace Formation.
"Call your compatriots to this continent. Those who don't enter within a month will be giving up their lives and be sentenced to death. During this period, whoever hurts a citizen of the sun will also die." The Ninedragon Imperial Tomb soared into the sky, leaving shockwaves that swept at the specters’ clothes.
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Everyone blankly stared ahead. Some were even profusely sweating and weakly collapsing. Clearing his throat, Mu Cang shook his head and regained his senses, his gaze filled with resolve. "Pass down my orders. Contact our people with transmission stones and get them to enter the sealed continent as quickly as possible. We’ll spend the rest of our lives here...."
Many specters teared up; however, it was indeed the best ending for them. If it weren't for the destruction of their home, they wouldn't even deserve such an end.
After a few days, Tianming could see that ninety percent of the specters were heading to the sealed continent. Although the rest were still hesitant, they didn’t dare continue killing. They wouldn’t be able to escape his eyes if they wanted to be buried with the dead. In this world, he had become a god in a true sense, and not just an ordinary one.
"Maybe this is what it means to be the god of a world!" God was essentially the idea of an astral physique. However, a god of a world was another thing entirely. "We’ve solved the problem of the specters." Tianming breathed a sigh of relief.
"Next, I must get complete obedience from the celestial orderians, then use the Tianming Dynasty’s system to transform the power structure of the entire world!" He would require Li Wudi for that. Once he accomplished his goal, his Tianming Dynasty, a new sun, would be considered a success.
During this period of time, Tianming observed that Li Wudi had almost been completely healed. His body was healed, but his soul was still weak. However, he should be regaining consciousness soon. It was Lingfeng that gave him a headache; his condition remained unchanged. Just as Tianming was agonizing over him, Qingyu suddenly screamed. He was so frightened that he rushed over.
"Big Brother, look at him!"
Tianming took a closer look. Lingfeng was still unconscious, but the Primordial Gate on his chest had started spinning very slowly. The problem was that the Xenoworld Gate had opened on its own. It was completely out of control and growing bigger and bigger. Who knew how much bigger it would be if it continued?
"It can’t continue spreading like this."
Amid his worries, something even more alarming happened. The little white egg in his lifebound space ran out, rushing toward the Xenoworld Gate.
"Dammit!" Thanks to his quick reflexes, Tianming managed to catch it.
The little thing struggled to enter the Xenoworld Gate with all its strength.
"Bro, Feng’s still unconscious. The two of us will be lost if we go in!" Upon hearing his words, Sixth finally quieted down.