Chapter 441: I Feel You're All Right

Amid the crowd.

Meng Hao and Mie Qiongqi suddenly emanated a mysterious aura, ancient and enduring, weathered by time.

“Boom…”

A thousand li away, the first sacrificial celestial statue of the Sacred Sect's founding patriarch stirred. A beam of light shot up from the statue, pierced through layers of void, and in the blink of an eye appeared before the crowd.

Lin Fan was stunned by the sight before him.

Martial God Meng Hao, Reincarnation Emperor Mie Qiongqi, and the Sacred Sect's founding patriarch was actually the War God. Then this Supreme…

“Hum…”

At that moment, Lin Fan noticed the Supreme Token in his backpack trembling violently, wanting to come out but unable to.

Lin Fan smiled inwardly, then released the Supreme Token.

A flash of radiance, and the Supreme Token floated before the crowd. Then a phantom slowly appeared.

Lin Fan looked at the phantoms behind Meng Hao and Mie Qiongqi, his heart trembling slightly. Even this aura alone was enough to make one shudder.

At this moment, everyone held their breath, stunned by the scene before them.

Especially Sect Master Yan and Grand Elder Wuyan, who felt an impulse to prostrate themselves when they saw the phantom of the founding patriarch.

They had never expected the founding patriarch to have always existed within the statue.

And at this moment, Sect Master Yan suddenly understood why the statue could impart power to disciples—the reason was all here.

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“Haha… Look at the four of you, living so miserably. Even the Reincarnation Emperor, who claimed his divine sense was indestructible, couldn’t escape his downfall.” In the void, Emperor Yuan, who had devoured the Heavenly Dao, laughed heartily, looking at the four with great irony. A trace of reminiscence flickered in his eyes, but it vanished instantly, replaced by deep mockery.

“Emperor, what is all this for?” The Supreme, now just a wisp of divine sense, looked at Emperor Yuan in the void.

“Why? For hope, of course. But you are content to live as grandsons forever, like pitiful worms, trapped in this world, surviving by sheer luck.” Emperor Yuan spoke with intense emotion.

“Emperor, enough… Can’t you see the truth before you? That is not something we can oppose. We endured countless hardships, returned from the upper realm, and set up this seal to preserve the last hope.” The War God’s phantom spoke.

“Shut up! You once fought across the world, fearless, never bowing before any obstacle. Now you are unworthy of the title War God, for you have become cowardly. You are no longer the War God I once knew. Today, my goal is to break the seal, lead humanity back to the upper realm, and forge a new future.” Emperor Yuan looked at the four and said.

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Lin Fan was utterly bewildered, completely unable to understand what these guys were doing.

“All of you, shut the hell up.” Lin Fan couldn’t get a word in and was getting a headache from these people.

This roar made the five arguing figures stop and turn their gazes to Lin Fan.

“Youngster, this matter is not for you to meddle in.” The Reincarnation Emperor looked at Lin Fan, exuding an overbearing aura.

The way of life and death, the path of reincarnation—it was as if he had touched the extreme of the Dao and understood the ultimate principles of heaven and earth.

“Stop acting tough. The four of you are just wisps of divine sense now. What can you do? He has devoured the Heavenly Dao and has a complete body. Killing you would be as easy as lifting a finger.” Lin Fan hated it when people put on airs in front of him.

In Lin Fan’s eyes, these people were completely overdoing the act.

A War God, a Martial God, a Reincarnation Emperor, a Supreme, and another Emperor Yuan.

Each title was more arrogant than the last.

Thinking of himself, who still had no title, he felt a bit pitiful. It seemed he needed to find a domineering title for himself when he had the chance.

“Haha…” Emperor Yuan laughed wildly, floating in the void. “The four of you can’t see things as clearly as a young man. He’s right. Now you’re just wisps of divine sense. I will open this world. Who can stop me?”

“Young man, how about joining me in conquering the upper realm? Humanity needs hope. They have become fearful and cowardly, no longer the hope of humanity, no longer the sacred saints in people’s hearts. They are now a bunch of pitiful worms, struggling to survive in this world…” Emperor Yuan looked at Lin Fan with fervent, desperate expectation.

“Alright…” Lin Fan looked at Emperor Yuan calmly.

“Haha… Finally, someone understands me, finally someone shares my vision. The four of you are not even as good as a young man. You’ve lived in vain for tens of thousands of years…” Emperor Yuan roared to the sky.

The Supreme and the other three looked at Lin Fan and shook their heads helplessly. “Do you know the consequences of opening this world? From now on, anyone who breaks through to the Great Heavenly Perfection realm will enter the upper realm. And that upper realm is a nightmare. Humanity is as weak as ants. This is pushing humanity toward death.”

“Shut up, you four cowards! How can the fate of the Primordial World be controlled by you? Why do countless races from other worlds continuously pour into the upper realm without sealing it off? Because they know how to fight, how to resist. But you only know how to hide. Look at these people around you. They have been kept in the dark, never able to pursue their own destiny, all because you four selfishly imposed your own wishes on others.” Emperor Yuan roared.

The Supreme and the other three clenched their fists. “Emperor, you are pushing the Primordial World into an abyss of eternal damnation. Do you know that this will only hasten its destruction?”

“Among the myriad worlds, how many have been destroyed? Do you know? The Vajra Realm, the Dragon Realm, the Pill Formation Realm… Do you not know of their destruction?” The Supreme stared at Emperor Yuan and said angrily.

“Cowards are cowards. They died without regret because they fought. But you, out of selfishness, have toyed with the Primordial World in the palm of your hand. In the end, it will be destroyed without even a struggle…” Emperor Yuan said.

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Lin Fan didn’t want to say much at this point. He didn’t care who was right or wrong. Between the four and Emperor Yuan, no one could definitively say who was right or wrong.

If Lin Fan had to choose, he felt both sides were right.

Destiny is something to be fought for, not avoided.

If avoiding destiny only means living a little longer, then it’s better to fight to the death and struggle against fate.

But the Supreme and the others were also right. If you know it’s a dead end, why bother fighting? Just let it end like this.

Lin Fan definitely couldn’t bear to watch the people around him die horribly before his eyes.

“Enough, Emperor Yuan, return the Heavenly Dao to me.” At that moment, He Yuhan, who had been motionless, spoke.

She was a wisp of the Heavenly Dao’s will incarnate. In this Primordial World, no one understood it better than her. To reclaim the Heavenly Dao, she had chosen a heaven-blessed person and nurtured him all along, hoping to use his power.

Emperor Yuan looked at He Yuhan. “Heavenly Dao, you have degenerated. For your own sake, you would rather be cowards with them.”

“To defile the Heavenly Dao is a crime punishable by death. On this point alone, everything you have done is wrong.” He Yuhan walked forward step by step, then looked at Xia Youtian, a hint of guilt appearing on her delicate face.

“Brother Xia, I’m sorry. I hope you won’t blame me.” At that moment, a pillar of light suddenly rose from He Yuhan’s body.

“Sister Yuhan, what are you saying…” Xia Youtian’s heart ached. He felt as if Sister Yuhan was about to leave him.

At that moment, Xia Youtian’s own power seemed to be drawn by He Yuhan, continuously seeping outward.

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