Chapter 2210: Chapter 2210: The Roused Central Holy City
"This power, damn it, you dare to use the power of the territory to suppress us."
A man shouted loudly. To him, it seemed that the suppression was aided by the territory. After all, he didn’t understand the power of a Saint and had never seen one; he merely assumed the territory’s power was stronger than he imagined.
An old man in front turned pale: "Shut up, you idiot."
He then turned his head and said with difficulty: "I didn’t expect you to have already reached the ninth tier, becoming a new Saint. It is indeed our fault; we apologize to you."
They knew that a ninth-tier Saint could easily annihilate them, in the same way, a person crushes an ant.
The gap between the ninth tier and the eighth tier is truly vast; it’s far more than a simple quantitative change. Even if a ninth-tier individual isn’t adept at utilizing their power, they are still beyond an eighth-tier’s ability to contend.
No matter how well an eighth-tier performs, in the face of a ninth-tier, they are just a slightly bigger ant.
Du You said indifferently: "I reached the ninth tier long ago, and you didn’t know. Those people’s calculations were correct. Once you completely control a surrounding region and elevate the people’s livelihood to a high level, it will lead to an overall elevation of the world’s supportive power, which then unlocks the shackles, allowing a person to advance to the ninth tier."
"So, you were already a Saint when you controlled the eastern region, then why..."
Du You calmly replied: "It’s very simple; I had already comprehended the power of the Spatial Law, so why waste surplus power to open spatial passages?" Du You, of course, knew what they were talking about.
In fact, misleading them with spatial passages back then was intentional on Du You’s part.
They thought he couldn’t reach the ninth tier, so they let their guard down.
"Hahahaha, so that’s it, that’s it. I finally understand why you did it."
The Northern King, kneeling beside them, laughed: "As long as others believe you haven’t reached the ninth tier, then the other places couldn’t quickly unify. This gave you more time to control other regions, and every region you control gives you a better chance of improvement, which is invaluable to a Saint."
"Moreover, if you showed you were a ninth-tier, although powerful, it would also arouse the apprehension of Saints from the Holy City. They would block your further control of other regions."
"Once you restrain each other, whether it’s others controlling other regions or new Saints emerging, none of it would benefit you, and that’s your real goal." The Northern King believed he saw clearly.
Regrettably, Du You kept blocking him, preventing him from unifying the north, severing his path.
If he could act faster and bring the north under control earlier, he’s sure now he would also be a new Saint. At that time, no one would dare trouble him. But, alas, too slow, and everything was lost.
Du You was noncommittal; though the guess was incorrect, the general direction wasn’t wrong. His aim was indeed to reduce resistance, or the game wouldn’t be enjoyable. That was Du You’s true goal.
However, such a goal, even if expressed, wouldn’t be believed by anyone.
"This time, it’s our mistake; we will make amends and take our leave."
"Do you think you can just come and go as you please? Offending me, leaving won’t be so easy. Yucha, Yu Shi."
Du You casually said, and the two sisters behind him stepped forward, waving their hands to release a series of seals, sealing the twenty pinnacle eighth-tier individuals in front of him, making them unable to exert any power.
This was a ninth-tier seal, one they couldn’t possibly break, leaving them only as ordinary people in the future.
"And there’s also the fact that you allowed the breakthrough opportunities in other regions to others."
They widened their eyes, incredulous at the magnanimity. To have three ninth-tiers is no small matter; even the central core region would find it quite tricky to oppose them.
The center has three Holy Cities, but there are five ninth-tiers, two of whom used to be the lords of old Holy Cities. It’s just that the two fought each other fiercely, leading to both suffering losses, giving later people a chance to establish the current three Holy Cities.
After they awoke, everyone signed an agreement not to continue the conflict. But their relationships were poor, and getting the five to unite was impossible. Yet here, with three ninth-tier Saints, all seemingly unified, at least on the surface, it presents quite a challenge.
Du You waved them off, letting them leave. The others weren’t sealed and could only protect these leaders, heading towards the core region. Upon returning, the entire central region was shaken.
"What? There’s really a Saint, how is this possible?"
"Wasn’t it said he didn’t break through at the time? But actually, he concealed it, damn it, damn it, I had a chance too."
"Damn it, I established my kingdom, but because of those useless people, I gave up. If it weren’t for that, and if I had stuck around, perhaps now I would be a Saint too."
Many were filled with regret, some remorseful for not participating in the battle, while some participants regretted being misled and not persisting till the end. If they had persisted, the outcome might have been different.
They never considered that, even if they persisted, could they truly stand against a ninth-tier?
After all, becoming a ninth-tier is completely different from not becoming one. Moreover, even if they occupied a region, developing people’s livelihood isn’t easy.
The upper class of the Holy City was utterly shaken. This matter stirred more than just regret and humiliation in them; it instilled fear. It represented a massive mistake, potentially leading to a Saint’s punishment.
"No, we must inform the Saint."
"But what about us?"
"If we don’t inform, we’re doomed. If we do, there might still be a way out."
The others had no choice but to notify. Those sent back bore seals, crafted by a ninth-tier expert. The first to emerge was the Flame Saint, who immediately grabbed a man.
Upon sensing the seal, the Flame Saint fell silent. For this seal, he found it exceedingly challenging to unseal. If the other party hadn’t comprehended a law related to seals, then their power simply surpassed his own. How could that be?
