Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor

Chapter 1409  The End of the Seven Moon Era

Wang Wei looked at this piece of the Nether Hell, thinking what to do with it. ʼI should be able to complete it easily if I ask Xun Junyaoʼs help. Then, maybe I can use it to create a body and return to my peak.ʼ However, he immediately shook his head; it would be a waste to use this thing to make a body. Additionally, a body made from the Nether Hell would be too unbalanced toward his Samsara Dao, which was not conducive to his future.

ʼShu Ren probably wanted to sacrifice this thing to the Underworld to receive the title of Earth Emperor,ʼ Wang Wei thought. ʼYing Zheng probably has the same idea, but heʼs dreaming. If the Yama Kings despised me and almost rejected my application, I doubt they would take too kindly to someone as cunning and famously cruel as Ying Zheng.ʼ

Wang Wei played with the Nether Hell that he had shrunk into a small cube. ʼI donʼt care for the [Earth Emperor] position, but it would be funny for me to achieve Ying Zhengʼs path of transcendence after he spent countless yuan epochs scheming.ʼ

Wang Wei has no plan to achieve transcendence through the [Human, Earth, Heaven Emperor] method. However, he did not mind doing it after achieving transcendence in another manner as it should boost him in the Transcendent Realm.

ʼThen, itʼs decided. Iʼll just follow their plan,ʼ Wang Wei decided before his body suddenly paused: ʼWhat if there is a better way.ʼ He was inspired as he remembered a unique creature called Deva. He once read a theory in Wu Hongʼs library about the early development of Samsara.

Once any creatures died, they were reborn according to the Six Paths of Samsara: deva (gods), Asura (demigods), Humans, Animals, Hungry Ghosts, and Hell denizens. Over time, the Six Paths of Samsara no longer served as a way to determine how someone did in their previous life but as racial identities.

For example, if humans lived incredible lives doing good, they would no longer be reincarnated as Deva or Asura but as humans blessed with immense luck and good fortune. The animal path is no longer a punishment but a way for the demonic race to reincarnate.

ʼHowever, this original system is not totally abolished,ʼ Wang Wei thought. ʼOnce someone dies and has great merit, they will have a chance to reincarnate as their former race or as a Deva.ʼ

Heaven and Earth bless the Deva race. They are born immortal, and until adulthood (which takes around 2 to 3 million years), no Tier 10 or below power can harm them, including Great Emperors. Additionally, the Deva race is the original holder of the Emperor Bone physiques, as Heaven and Earth will lower a Heaven Will for them after they become Quasi-Emperors. The only difference is that their Heaven Will has no blessing to increase their chances of becoming Eternal Emperors.

ʼFew people reincarnate as Devas because of how high the requirements are and due to strong racial identities,ʼ Wang Wei thought. ʼHowever, this does not matter. What if people with good karma and merit had another option — the Western Heaven.ʼ

Yes, Wang Weiʼs idea is to turn the 33 Nether Hells into the Western Heaven and sacrifice it to the Underworld. That way, when people die, they have another choice instead of constant reincarnation. They can live in a paradise where they are constantly happy and life is easy.

ʼThis is a great idea. The Yama King should not only reward me with the True Earth Emperor Position, but Heavenly Dao should also reward me with a ton of merit,ʼ Wang Wei thought before his lips started to twitch. Although this was a great idea and contribution to the world, doing so also meant he was playing into Grand Daoʼs hands.

ʼForget it. Itʼs better that I do it knowing Iʼm being manipulated than being blind,ʼ Wang Wei reassured himself with this clumsy excuse. His focus shifted to the battle before him. Jia Ping was already out, but it was apparent from his expression that he had successfully passed his trial to sublimate his Double Pupil.

”Why is he being so extreme?” Wang Wei asked as he observed Mongkeʼs situation. The bastard was burning his [Existence] to increase his strength, ensuring he had the power to kill Shu Ren. ”At this rate, even if he killed him, his cultivation will also fall to Emperor Realm, and maybe less.”

Wang Wei frowned, considering whether he should intervene. He did not care for Shu Renʼs luck and destiny since Heaven and Earth granted him the achievement of killing him once he used the Life Extension Method to save Shu Shu.

ʼForget it, this seems personal,ʼ Wang Wei thought.

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”Youʼre mad,” Shu Ren yelled as Mongke pummeled him with punch after punch. He tried to resist using his body and countless spells, but the young Barbarian Kingʼs fists destroyed anything that came at it as it had only one mission — pummel this man to death.

”Mad?” Mongke said with cold eyes. ”The Barbarian Clan is a proud warrior race, and we consider it a great shame to run from battle or death. The day you pressured our clan, I was prepared for my death.”

Bang! Mongke kicked him in the face.

”Do you know why I abandoned everything I believe in and ran away?” Mongke asked rhetorically. ”I saw my father, the indomitable man with an unbreakable spirit who raised me since my motherʼs death, knelt before me, begging that I run away.

”The Tribeʼs priest, a woman who is the embodiment of wisdom and leadership, knelt before me, asking that I abandon my pride and run.

”My wife, my other half, the woman who is my anchor, the woman who is braver than me, crying and asking me not to be stubborn and to think about the clanʼs future instead of my pride.

”Do you have any idea the gut-wrenching pain I felt that day?”

Mongke slapped him on his face, breaking a few teeth. He looked at Shu Ren with gritted teeth.

”You know the worst part about all of this? You were such a disappointment. I spent years thinking of the day I would be able to kill you myself, building you up as my ultimate target. But then, I came to find out you were nothing but a pawn that was manipulated and discarded.”

Shu Renʼs body visibly paused after hearing these words. Mongke took this opportunity to rip his arms off and inject his Willpower Manifestation to prevent his regeneration.

”If you were a true warrior, then killing you would have been worth all my pain and suffering. But you were a disappointment until the end of your miserable life.”

Shu Renʼs eyes lost some luster as he reminisced about his life. He was once at the top of the world, but was that true? The people of the world despised and cursed his existence every day, and more importantly, he went from being Ying Zhengʼs pawn to Time Eater to Supreme Unity and, in the end, even Wang Weiʼs. He lived for so long and amassed immense wealth and power, but what did he do with them? Absolutely nothing that the world will remember fondly, and that is if they remember him at all.

ʼThe only time I was truly happy was when I was with Shu Shu, but even those moments were not real,ʼ Shu Ren smiled wryly. Mongke looked at him coldly before ripping his head off and destroying his soul. He looked at the head with cold eyes, preparing to turn it into a trophy to wash the greatest shame of his life.

”The era of the Seven Moons is over,” Wang Wei muttered as he looked at the sky. The roar of a dying dragon echoed between Heaven and Earth, followed by golden auspicious visions. Then, 13 dragons manifested in the sky in different corners of the world, symbolizing the return of the destiny of the 13 Overlords.

”Interesting,” Wang Wei commented as he realized the dragon for Buddhism and Taoism was so much grander than the others; this vast difference should bring enough pressure to these Overlords in the upcoming catastrophe.

Wang Wei raised his head to look at the lock. ”If not for that thing, this period would be when all these people in Limbo started reviving themselves.”

Now, no one is brave enough to try to resurrect, assuming the lock did not block all resurrection. These people can only use their limited interference from Limbo to make their moves on the chessboard.

”Iʼll be returning to the clan to heal,” Mongke said.

”Take care,” Wang Wei nodded.

”Thank you for giving me a chance at revenge.”

”I promised you, didnʼt I?”

”You can contact me if you need anything,” Mongke said finally before disappearing. Wang Wei took Jia Ping away to the Dao Burial Ground since he couldnʼt move to retreat before returning to his hideout. He discarded the four-arm flesh puppet he was using as his soul returned to his body. However, before he could even breathe, he received an emergency communication.