Chapter 1842: Chapter 445: New Sun
Sitting on the Heavenly Throne, one becomes a person of transcendence.
Qinglong of course remembers how he looked long ago, but he doesn’t feel it was better than now. In those days, when he was weak, he was bullied, insulted, and powerless.
But now.
Who dares to bully or insult him?
"I am no different now than I was back then..."
Qinglong waved his hand, flipping back the [Cloud Mirror] that reflected his face. He calmly said, "Back then, I desperately wanted to become what I am now. And now, I have fulfilled my old wish, sitting atop this throne."
Tianshui said, "So, have you forgotten what you wanted to do before you took control of the torch?"
"I said I would make the Central Continent the number one continent."
Qinglong lowered his eyes slightly, his voice cold, "Isn’t it now?"
He became the foremost person, and the Central Continent... is indeed the number one continent.
"People here live quite prosperous and happy lives."
Qinglong lightly tapped his finger on the armrest of the throne, and instantly countless mirrors reflected scenes from the Central Continent, high-rises standing tall and bustling crowds.
Tianshui watched this scene, momentarily unable to refute anything. The priest system of Central Continent ensured order in the inland to a great extent, and several academies constantly exported talents. The Upper City is the brightest jewel of the Five Continents. Under Qinglong’s control, this land indeed improved greatly and continues to do so.
But this kind of good deviated from his initial intention.
"This world does not only consist of a ’Central Continent.’ " Tianshui said softly, "I helped you integrate [Deep Sea] into the Sky Divine Domain not to start a war, but to make other places in this world good as well."
Qinglong frowned.
"Other places... what do they have to do with me?"
He knocked on the throne again.
This time, the [Cloud Mirror] reflected the image of the Southern Continent.
War, chaos, poverty, disease... The slums of the Southern Continent are filled with mud, and the residents there cannot even dress properly.
These images are gloomy information that Deep Sea consumes tremendous computing power daily to handle. Under the balancing policy, countless pieces of information formed a cocoon. Every citizen of the Five Continents sees information processed by Deep Sea.
People only see what Deep Sea allows them to see.
To them, a "real" part of this world is just the part they live in and touch.
Wherever they go, that is where the world’s boundary is.
Tianshui originally thought that Qinglong couldn’t see what was happening in the dark corner of this world.
But in fact.
Qinglong saw very clearly, more clearly than anyone else.
"I am not a savior; I cannot save everyone. The vast majority of people in this world, I am powerless to save, nor do I want to," Qinglong said coldly, looking at the suffering reflected in the Cloud Mirror. "These refugees in the Southern Continent, if the Storm Church doesn’t save them, does the Source Tower have the ability? If I were to extend my hand, the Storm would instead be displeased... you should know, the church wants them to live this way."
For a long time, the Southern Continent has been a chessboard for the will and power struggles of great figures.
But actually.
The ones causing harm to the people of the Southern Continent are not other forces; it’s the people of the Southern Continent themselves.
Six saints divided the land, distributing beliefs, and waging continuous battles... It wasn’t until the Storm God’s Throne went to the Ice Sea that the internal struggles of the church temporarily subsided.
Qinglong couldn’t be bothered to manage this situation.
"Instead of relying on some elusive god to reach out and save oneself, it’s better to try saving oneself."
He looked at his teacher on the chessboard and spoke softly, "This was what you said to me back then. I remember it clearly and have dared not forget it."
Until he became a god.
"I... have nothing more to say."
Tianshui slowly sat on the chessboard, looking at his disciple, towering like a giant mountain in the distance, and gently said, "I am a remnant of the Old World. What the New World should be... I have no right to judge. But I know, if there truly is a New World, then the power to control this world should at least belong to humans, not the Deep Sea."
Behind Qinglong’s throne, a mass of dark shadow solidified into a human form. Since Qinglong captured the "Reincarnation Realm," it hadn’t spoken, like a shadow.
At this moment, that dark shadow cast a cold gaze towards Tianshui.
Deep Sea finally spoke.
"Mr. Qinglong, how long do you plan to keep him?"
Qinglong turned his head slightly, expressionless.
His gaze seemed to penetrate that mass of shadow, directly pointing to the "heart" of Deep Sea’s depths.
"This is my teacher."
"No matter who it is, doesn’t he want to kill you?"
Deep Sea whispered, "The time we have left now is not much. You can use the [Cloud Mirror] to look at Light City and see what is happening there..."
Qinglong frowned.
Watching Light City is merely a matter of a thought.
As Qinglong transmitted a wisp of spiritual thought, thousands of miles away, clouds flickered with brilliance, and the [Cloud Mirror] lurking atop Light City’s Skytop slowly opened.
But Qinglong did not receive any visual feedback from Light City.
This unexpected event left him somewhat at a loss.
Cloud mirrors opened one after another over the West Continent, and everything else was normal. But the mirrors reflecting Light City lost feedback... The mist on the mirror dissipated, revealing only a silver-white expanse.
Light refused to let the Cloud Mirror pry.
"Meng Xizhou performed a great trick in the [Old World], deceived me, and took the Light Fire."
Deep Sea’s voice echoed in Qinglong’s Heart Lake, even though it had undergone eleven upgrades, it was still AI, so there wasn’t much emotion in the voice, but the deliberately accelerated speed at this moment was enough to show its urgency.
"..."
Qinglong returned from the battle in the North Continent, a deluge of information erupted.
He’s not Deep Sea, processing such information always requires time.
In the original plan, Meng Xizhou was the Deep Sea’s carefully selected "Torch Inheritor." After the Chanyi City incident, the entire West Continent would become an appendage of the Upper City. As for the young woman who had initially refined the Light Fire, she would become the second "Lord of Wine" under his command.
But now, the situation has changed completely.
"I’ve intervened, but... "
Deep Sea regrettably said: "Meng Xizhou has consistently refused to establish a Spiritual Link with me. She must already know about the matter of the Light God’s Seat."
Qinglong narrowed his eyes.
"After the West Continent Fleet returned from Chanyi City, they completely withdrew from the North Continent. Due to the previous Red Lake incident, the entire West Continent’s power elite are currently gathered in Light City... She entered the deep water area as the Torch Inheritor and, following the procedure, took away the ’Highest Seat Authority’ belonging to the West Continent."
Deep Sea paused and said: "In a sense, her authority in Deep Sea has already reached the utmost limit; I can no longer restrict her."
Qinglong’s expression was gloomy: "So, what’s happening over in Light City?"
Deep Sea silently released an image.
It couldn’t restrict Meng Xizhou, but similarly, Meng Xizhou couldn’t restrict it... At this moment, it could still capture images within Light City.
"The believers in Light City have been gathered; Meng Xizhou... seems to be about to hold a speech aimed at the entire church."
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...
[Cloud Mirror] can’t reflect into Light City, but there are millions of eyes that can see the images within the city at this moment.
The Light Sacred Scripture has ended, but the streets are more bustling now than during the peak of the scripture.
Countless people have stepped out of their houses.
Even more people are entering the city from outside Light City.
Because the church has delivered a "Divine Oracle" to every believer of the light, announcing that a conference with all believers will be held by the Light God’s Seat shortly... This is an unprecedented Divine blessing event. Upon hearing the news, the entire Light City has been thrown into excitement.
When the Cloud Ship Fleet sailed back to Light City, it was already dusk.
However, the news of gathering believers was released at the first moment when the fleet turned around.
Meng Xizhou knew that the play she staged in the Old World with Gu Nanfeng couldn’t deceive Deep Sea for too long, so she hastily plugged into the Deep Sea Network to verify upon leading the Cloud Ship back to Chanyi City.
Ultimately, she seamlessly obtained her "Highest Seat Authority." Following that, she vigorously announced the information regarding this conference’s convening.
At this moment, countless eyes fell upon her.
Meng Xizhou granted image play rights of the Spiritual Sea Domain, allowing every Transcendent in the deep water area to witness the Light Church’s speech.
She wants every Transcendent in the world to see her speech.
But... only through Deep Sea.
So upon returning to Light City, Meng Xizhou expanded every barrier remaining from this ancient city, and summoned the array pattern power left by the Light Ancestor within the Forbidden Book Tower. Light City has many barriers, not only those left by the former Divine Throne; these barriers’ power is tremendously strong and ancient, and for many years, no one has been able to resonate with them.
But Meng Xizhou is no ordinary person.
From the moment she was born, she resonated with the light.
She expanded these barriers merely to make Qinglong retract his gaze, preventing the Cloud Mirror from peeking into this city.
You may look, but only through the means I provide.
The streets and alleys of Light City are crowded with masses, twilight enfalls, and the rosy Red Lake reflects wave light. That broken old sun sinks beneath the horizon. Just when everyone awaits the arrival of the "Light God’s Seat," night descends first, and the believers in this Divine Miracle City are used to the darkness.
After night falls here, there will be no more light.
But...
Tonight is an exception.
Meng Xizhou slowly entered the view of all the people, and simultaneously, a blinding radiance appeared atop Sunset Mountain, and the West Sea Crossing’s dark sea surface welcomed overdue warmth after nightfall.
A new sun slowly emerged from beneath Light City’s mountain crevice, though this new sun’s brilliance couldn’t compare to the previous daylight.
Yet undeniably, this is the sun.
The entire Light City fell into silence, people gazed at the woman standing beneath the radiance.
The slowly rising new sun gradually reached the sky top, its projected radiance illuminating this whole city, with the majority spilling onto the spot where Meng Xizhou stands.
At this moment, the city is utterly silent; the streets and alleys are pin-drop quiet.
Meng Xizhou has yet to speak.
But this newly born sun has already explained everything...
Someone started to kneel.
Followed by a second person, then a third person.
Even the believers on the Cloud Ship Fleet began to kneel; they returned from the fortress’s gates to the West Continent, without having received any orders on the journey, Batu didn’t reveal what happened in the Old World to anyone... because soon the whole world will know, Meng Xizhou is the new Light.
The entire city bathes in the radiance, countless citizens start kneeling in worship of the sun before them.
Yet a powerful voice echoes from deep within the radiance.
It’s Meng Xizhou’s voice.
Just three words.
"Do not kneel."
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