Chapter 718: Chapter 717: The World as an Enemy
On the battlefield, the terrible fight continued, and the top forces of the human race along with two forces from the ancient races had already been eternally left in the starry sky.
With the fall of these two powerful forces came the shattering of Emperor Divine Weapons.
This great battle, initiated by the Yuanchu Sect Master, finally ended.
The ancient Mang Jiao Clan was completely wiped out, their Emperor Divine Weapon also fragmented.
On the human side, although Yuanchu Sect Master had not died, he was nearly there.
The fragmentation of the Emperor Divine Weapons of Yuandao Sect and another dynasty, along with the fall of all their powerful figures, essentially signified the decline of these two forces.
After the battle, Xiang Batian and Qinglian Jushi’s complexions were not looking good, their bodies were covered in blood, especially Qinglian Jushi who appeared like a Prison Blood Demon God at that moment.
After the conflict, Qinglian Jushi clasped his fists towards Hu Qianxin and Yun Wushang, "Qinglian would like to thank you on behalf of the Demon God Temple. Henceforth, the members of your clans will no longer be targets of our Demon God Temple."
This was something Liu Zheng had specifically told Qinglian Jushi when he made his move.
Although they were in the midst of a big fight, Qinglian Jushi did not speak then, but now that the battle had concluded, these matters still had to be mentioned.
After all, it wasn’t easy for these two clans to help them.
It was even to the point where an ancient race had betrayed the Myriad Tribes for the sake of the Demon God Temple.
While the Yun Family might not be in as awkward a position as the Flying Fox Clan, as a top human force, supporting the Demon God Temple was still under considerable pressure.
Upon hearing that their own people would no longer be targets of the Demon God Temple, surprise filled the faces of these two individuals.
For such old monsters, it was rare to show expressions on their faces.
But now, for Qinglian Jushi’s promise, they couldn’t help but smile.
After all, they had now witnessed the formidable might of the Demon God Temple: two unparalleled entities, to say nothing of several hundred Saint Realm experts.
With such power, if they were to set their sights on them, they would have no means of escape.
Beyond that, the power of the Demon God Temple Master filled them with trepidation.
With a flick of a finger, they could repel two Quasi-Emperors, silencing even the forbidden grounds, which filled them with extraordinary fear and respect.
Especially Hu Qianxin, who was very relieved that she had not stood alongside Long Zhan just earlier.
Otherwise, the Flying Fox Clan would undoubtedly have become a target of the Demon God Temple.
This time, by helping the Demon God Temple, they were essentially considered allies of the Demon God Temple, although whether the Demon God Temple would help them in return was unknown.
But as long as they were not on the Demon God Temple’s list, they were very grateful.
Especially the Yun Family, their original goal at the start had been this, and now that objective had been achieved.
How could they not be excited?
Afterward, everyone talked for a bit before departing directly.
After this great battle, the entire dynamics of the Dao Realm were about to shift.
Numerous ancient races had left the Primitive Planet with their clans.
Some humans did likewise.
...
Dark Palace.
Xiang Batian and Qinglian Jushi both returned, still carrying the aura of battle from the aftermath.
"Young Master, this is the soul of the Origin Sect Master."
Qinglian Jushi extended his hand, revealing the soul of the Origin Sect Master within.
As soon as the Origin Sect Master appeared, he looked at Liu Zheng sitting opposite him, his face immediately clouded over, "Where is the Demon God Temple Master? I want to see him!"
Upon hearing this, Liu Zheng couldn’t help but laugh.
This guy was really amusing; already a prisoner, yet he still acted with the arrogance of a Sect Master.
"Origin Sect Master, you no longer have that privilege."
"If you have something to say, though, you might tell me, and I’ll see if I should pass the message on for you."
Liu Zheng said with a smile.
The eyes of the Origin Sect Master flashed sharply, and then he said to Liu Zheng, "I want to know why your Demon God Temple targeted our Yuanchu Sect."
"It was you who killed the Mangjiao Sacred Son, wasn’t it? I never had the time to think about it before, but now I realize that something has always felt strange. Even if there was animosity between the four elders of our sect and the three elders of the Mang Jiao Clan, they still wouldn’t just come to blows."
"And even if they did fight, they would never lay a hand on the Mangjiao Sacred Son, knowing full well that such an action would be a great trouble."
"Yet, despite all this, the Mangjiao Sacred Son still died, which I find extremely odd. With the three elders of the Mang Jiao Clan there, and guarded by Quasi-Emperor consciousness, how did he die?"
"In the end, I figured it out—all about our Saint Heir’s death, and now everything is clear to me."
"The person behind it all is your Demon God Temple, isn’t it?"
"What I don’t understand is why your Demon God Temple wants to take us down."
At this point, the Origin Sect Master spoke indifferently, "I’m about to die anyway; I just hope to know the truth before I die."
"I ask that you from the Demon God Temple grant me this last wish."
During the time of his imprisonment, it seemed that the Origin Sect Master had come to accept his fate.
He just wanted to know why all of this had happened.
"Come to accept your fate?"
"Why couldn’t I take action against you? Your Yuanchu Sect and the Mang Jiao Clan are both hostile forces against us, so naturally, even if you hadn’t set out to, we would have sought to destroy the Mang Jiao Clan."
"And, Origin Sect Master, do you really think your actions have gone unnoticed? You band together with others, plotting to destroy our Demon God Temple, and you think we wouldn’t know?"
"That is wishful thinking; we fear nothing, not even the entire world as our enemy, for we can annihilate all foes."
"You knew from the start that your mission to destroy the Mang Jiao Clan was a conspiracy?" the Origin Sect Master asked gravely.
Liu Zheng, with a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, said, "If you are not too foolish, you would know that no one would destroy a race without cause, especially not an ancient race like yours. Plus, I knew from the start that you were uniting with other human forces, so..."
Liu Zheng’s words were still hanging in the air when the Origin Sect Master, with a bitter face, interjected, "So you began to plot all this, letting us slaughter each other. Now I want to know, were our four elders and the three elders from the Mang Jiao Clan your people, or had they been dead all along?"
Holding the soul of the Origin Sect Master in one hand, Liu Zheng said indifferently, "You don’t need to know so much."
Having said that, he directly performed a soul search on the Origin Sect Master, and in an instant, the Origin Sect Master’s lifespan flashed before Liu Zheng’s eyes.
Minutes later, having seen all that, Liu Zheng immediately crushed the Origin Sect Master’s soul.
Subsequently, the river of time churned behind Liu Zheng, a powerful force enveloping it; he intended to prevent other strong beings from seeing anything related to the Origin Sect Master.
He did this because if others wanted to view past events through the Origin Sect Master, they would see nothing.
For the Origin Sect Master had completely perished from the timeline.
