Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Wuying Qinxin’s brain seemed to have expanded billions of times in the blink of an eye, dragging Li Yao into a different world.

The complicated cables, tubes, wires, and burning buildings were gone, replaced by darkness and vague stars that swirled around Li Yao slowly.

However, as Li Yao observed more closely, the glittering stars all turned into Blackstar the Great’s deep and intimidating eyes, which stared at him without blinking.

Thousands of Wuying Qi’s eyes stared at Li Yao at the same time, raising the most disturbing waves deep inside Li Yao’s soul.

The eyes were like mystic rays of a temperature of ten thousand degrees, trying to brand certain unquestionable, inviolable, and non-erasable information to the deepest part of Li Yao’s soul.

“Long live Your Majesty! Long live the Imperium of True Human Beings! Long live the civilization of mankind!”

Li Yao seemed to have heard the crazy roars of countless people inside his head.

Consumed in the torrent, Li Yao drifted forward beyond his control for he did not know how long. Gradually, the messy noises and roars became clear and organized. They all turned into… his own voice!

Li Yao heard himself shouting desperately and unwaveringly, “Long live Blackstar the Great! Long live Blackstar the Great! Long live Blackstar the Great!”

He shuddered hard in the coldness. The hole leading to Earth from the deepest part of his soul opened again, unleashing ten thousand electric arcs that struck the terrible and weird illusions into pieces.

The ovations came to an abrupt halt. Among the stars, Wuying Qi’s eyes were closed. However, purple tides surged over from the infinite darkness, which turned out to be made of thousands of raging true dragons of purple fire.

The tides of true dragons swept close and collided into Li Yao’s soul brutally, resulting in a deafening noise.

BOOM!

Li Yao felt that every pillar in his mind palace was shivering. Vomiting a mouthful of blood crazily, he fell to the deepest part of the maze and passed out instantly, not knowing anything anymore.

He did not know how long he groped in the darkness.

The powerful soul in the Divinity Transformation Stage retained the last bit of consciousness, allowing him to perceive the information that Wuying Qi had inculcated into his head.

He saw an overwhelming, destructive fleet sailing toward the Star Glory Federation under the command of Wuying Qi, razing the country to the ground in only a year and a half.

He saw countless Cultivators of the federation, including himself, kneeling before Wuying Qi’s feet, paying tributes to the ancestor of Immortal Cultivators and cheering “long live Blackstar the Great” from the bottom of their hearts.

He saw that under Wuying Qi’s governance, a new country of Immortal Cultivators that was fairer and brighter was truly born, and it defeated the Covenant Alliance, united the whole Pangu universe, and marched toward the infinite stars beyond the black wall.

Billions of years later, when the civilization of mankind truly thrived and occupied every corner of the multiverse, the people by then would probably not be bothered by the minor “tricks” that Blackstar the Great adopted a long, long time ago.

“Only Blackstar the Great can save the civilization of mankind! Only Blackstar the Great can lead us to get rid of the destiny that has tripped countless civilizations for billions of years, to surpass the Pangu, Nuwa, and all the other primordial civilizations, and to make the civilization of mankind the only ‘eternal civilization’ in history!”

Li Yao couldn’t tell if it was Wuying Qi’s murmur in his head or that he was really thinking that in his own mind.

Li Yao was woken up by the horrible thought and jumped so high that he hit the broken ceiling. He then fell to a gutter among the dilapidated walls.

“I… What happened…”

Li Yao groped on his body, only to discover no wound on his body, except that his head hurt very much and had a numb feeling, as if his head was thrice its previous size.

Fine. After he extended his hand and felt it, he realized that it was not “as if” but real. His head was truly swollen and bleeding, and dry blood was all over his lips and ears. When he slightly shook his head, the whole world was swirling before his eyes, and he could barely sit steadily.

It was a symptom of serious brain damage, at least severe brain concussion plus intracranial hemorrhage. He was not paralyzed or turned vegetative all thanks to his magnificent body in the Divinity Transformation Stage.

The soul blast from Blackstar the Great, which was enhanced by sacrificing the brain of Wuying Qinxin, a super Meditation Healer, turned into the shocking “suicide mental bomb”. It was unbelievably powerful.

Thankfully, Li Yao’s soul was unbelievably sturdy, which allowed him to manage to resist Wuying Qi’s suicide blast. If it were any other Cultivator in the Divinity Transformation Stage, they probably would’ve been shocked into morons or faced even more terrible consequences.

Blackstar the Great was truly immeasurable and invincible!

Only such an unparalleled expert like Wuying Qi was qualified to lead all the Cultivators, the Immortal Cultivators, and human beings to unite the federation, the Imperium, and the Covenant Alliance so that all the experts of the Pangu universe could be gathered to march out and find a way out for the civilization of mankind.

Nothing good would happen if he continued to resist His Majesty, which would only give the scoundrels an opportunity to take advantage of the situation. However terrible Wuying Qi was, he was definitely much better than the selfish, fake Immortal Cultivators of the four families or the emotionless “mechanical humans” of the Covenant Alliance, wasn’t he?

Honestly speaking, it was hard to tell which of them was more terrible, Wuying Qi or Boss Bai. If he could cooperate with Boss Bai, why couldn’t he work with His Majesty?

Wait—

Li Yao’s eyes suddenly bulged, and he slapped himself in the face hard.

Pa!

A crisp slap echoed from the darkness.

What am I thinking of exactly? How can I possibly have the idea of submitting to Blackstar the Great?

Li Yao found it very unbelievable. He was very certain that before he passed out, or to be more exact, before he suffered the blast of Wuying Qi’s suicide mental bomb, he absolutely, absolutely, absolutely never thought to compromise or cooperate with Wuying Qi, much less submitting to the guy.

He even considered temporarily cooperating with “real Immortal Cultivators” like Lei Chenghu, but Wuying Qi was definitely not on the list of his potential partners.

That was because Li Yao vaguely felt that Wuying Qi was simply too dangerous. Indescribably dangerous and far exceeding the “real Immortal Cultivators”.

However, his soul was truly wavering right now, and he could not help but have the idea of giving in to Wuying Qi or even bending his knees to surrender.

It was absolutely not his own intention, but it was impossible for him to get rid of the idea all of a sudden either. The idea had been branded on his brain by an iron with a temperature of thousands of degrees, even piercing through his brain and reaching his soul!

What the heck? Why would I suddenly have the idea of succumbing to Wuying Qi? Is he so charismatic that I have been swayed by him before I know it?

Creeped out, Li Yao pulled his hair hard. You’ve got to be kidding me. It’s absolutely impossible. There must be something wrong with his “mental bomb” just now. He “implanted” such a dreadful idea inside my head!

Li Yao took a deep, deep breath and forced himself to calm down and observe the idea that had been deeply branded into his soul.

With his powerful soul in the Divinity Transformation Stage and his firm beliefs, he could analyze the whole thing rationally and calmly, reaching the objective conclusion that he would never lower his head before Wuying Qi.

However, it was still not enough to stop certain intuitional thoughts and the deep reverence for Blackstar the Great.

It was like tiny spiders and innocuous snakes could not hurt human beings, but some people were still scared of them for no reason.

Li Yao meditated for more than ten minutes before he finally calmed himself down and erased the reverence for Wuying Qi deep inside his soul bit by bit.

However, he still sensed that the hideous “mark” was still lingering inside his soul, and it was not to be completely wiped out anytime soon.

As a result, there would be a flaw in his heart, which would hinder him if he had a head-on clash against Wuying Qi before the mark was completely wiped out.

Is this the simple dominating vibe of the true dragons that belong to the supreme sovereigns, or a technique that is more daunting and creepy?

It inevitably occurred to Li Yao that if an unparalleled expert beyond the Divinity Transformation Stage like him almost failed to survive it, the people in the Refinement Stage, the Building Foundation Stage, or the Core Formation Stage who were significantly weaker must’ve been completely controlled by the mark, unable to free themselves, right?

Wuying Qi wasted so much time talking to me only because he was preparing for such an “ultimate skill”. Thankfully, I had similar experiences before. If it were another common expert, would they have been controlled by the thought, crying to kneel before Wuying Qi and fight for him?

Such a creepy “implantation of thoughts” is almost the scariest brainwashing method. Does it have anything to do with Wuying Qi’s illogical operations recently?

Li Yao wiped the blood on his lips and in his ears. Thinking hard for a long time in the darkness, he still couldn’t figure out what exactly Wuying Qi wanted.

He meant to contact Li Jialing and Jin Yuyan, only to discover that his wrist crystal processor and his crystal suit were both under interference. Around him was an extremely chaotic ocean of spiritual energy where no message could be sent out. It must be another consequence of Wuying Qi controlling Wuying Qinxin to blow up her brain.

Thankfully, his body was not greatly affected. On all fours, he held back his headache and climbed upward one floor after another. When he was about to reach the surface of the planet, he finally heard Li Jialing’s panicked shouting.

“Brother Yao! Where are you, Brother Yao?”

Li Yao leaped up in his crystal suit, before he fell on the ground and gasped hard. “I’m here!”

“Brother Yao—”

Li Jialing hurried to jump at him. Anxiety and concerns were all over his face. “Where have you been? You were out of reach for more than half a day. Also, why are your soul waves so disordered, as if you just suffered severe wounds? What happened exactly?”

“It’s been more than half a day?”

Li Yao was slightly stunned. He did not expect that the brief unconsciousness in his self-perception would be as long as a couple of hours.

He listened carefully, only to notice that the sounds around were not right. Explosions, gunshots, and riots were echoing everywhere. Frowning, he asked, “What’s going on outside? Why does the internal district of the Business Alliance of Ten Thousand Sectors sound like it is in a war?”