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Chapter 646 Conspiracy
Upon hearing this, Wu Ming felt a pang of pity.

He could almost see two towering figures being slowly erased by an irresistible force on countless overlapping membranes of time, along with all traces of their existence, turning into nothingness.

"Is it really necessary to go to this extent?"

Wu Ming raised a question: the primordial continent was cut into countless time states due to the "serpent's" conspiracy, each like a thin film attached to the main trunk, while only their "unique state" was forcibly fixed because the "serpent" used the holy positions of all races as wedges.

In theory, the "snake" can lift this membrane at any time and pull the projections of "Di Jun" and "Tai Yi" from other dimensions to continue commanding all races in the name of the emperor.

But this is not without its costs.

Each such operation is a brutal interference with the rules of the entire multiverse, which will provoke the backlash and severance of the Heavenly Dao, and will also weaken the "snake" itself.

Unless it's the final battle or a last resort, the "snake" will never easily use this trump card.

They... might have other opportunities.

"As the emperor of all races, I should seek a way for all races to survive."

Di Jun's thoughts were calm and still, yet they contained a weight that could crush even time and space.
"This is the destiny we must bear, and the only price we can pay."

Taiyi's domineering and unparalleled will also subsided at this moment, leaving only pure resolve:

"The complete annihilation of the two of us in exchange for the possibility that the 'Serpent' will no longer be able to use the position of 'Emperor' is a worthwhile trade."

Their thoughts converged, transforming into a solemn and majestic torrent that surged toward Zhang Qi.

"I only hope that, in view of our sacrifice, Your Excellency will spare a way out for all races."

In the chaotic space of the low latitudes, a deathly silence fell.

Zhang Qi remained silent. He could sense the resolute determination in the minds of these two emperors. It was not a momentary impulse, but the only choice they made after seeing through all the fog and illusions.

Those who achieve the status of an emperor naturally possess pride and the dignity that belongs to the strong.

The snake thought it was in control of everything, but it failed to realize that there was one thing it could not control.

After a long silence, Zhang Qi responded with a single word, yet it carried the weight of a mountain.

"can."

Once the words were spoken, it was as if an invisible contract was established in the chaos.

Having finalized this conspiracy that could overturn the entire battle, Zhang Qi immediately shifted his focus from the initial plan and began to reconstruct the game around this new variable.

The title "Emperor" is not simply a realm of attainment, but rather a "rank".

It is a symbol jointly elected and recognized by the collective will of such a vast group of races as the human race.

Di Jun and Tai Yi, their will, at the level of rules, is equivalent to the will of all races.

Any group or individual that dares to openly defy their final decree is tantamount to cutting themselves off from all races, being expelled from the "family tree," and no longer protected by the fortune of all races.

However, relying on the authority of the two Eastern Emperors to sever the connection between the serpent and all races presents two challenges.

The first is the "snake's" backup plan.

He would never stand idly by and watch his two key pieces slip out of his control, or even turn against him.

Secondly, it comes from within the myriad races.

Those high-ranking saints, accustomed to eternal life and supreme power, are the biggest beneficiaries of the order constructed by the "serpent."

While the sacrifices of Di Jun and Tai Yi were indeed great, expecting these saints to willingly relinquish their immortality and sever all ties with the "serpent" is tantamount to making them toll their own death knell.

This imperial position is both a title of honor and a source of power, but it is also a constraint. Once one loses this position, whether due to a lack of virtue, misconduct, or a loss of allegiance, this boundless willpower immediately transforms into boundless resentment.

Therefore, even though the two emperors have made up their minds to stand on the side of humanity, the balance of this war has only been tilted, and it is far from the moment when the outcome will be decided.

……

Meanwhile, on the vast land of the prehistoric continent, new changes are quietly taking place.

After years of travel and bloody battles, the three Li brothers had long since lost their youthful naiveté and were now sharpened by the trials and tribulations of life.

They witnessed too many human tragedies, saw the brutality of all races, and struggled to survive on the brink of life and death time and time again.

Different experiences ultimately nurture different flowers of belief.

Their differing ideologies ultimately led them to part ways in front of the ruins of an ancient city destroyed by war.

"Second brother, third brother, let's each go and practice our own path."

"Reasoning alone cannot convince people; only results can prove everything."

Li Si looked at his brothers and replied.

Take care. We'll meet again in the human city.

Three figures, heading in three different directions, rushed to their respective battlefields, spreading their ideals like seeds across this land of suffering.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the continent, a faith called "Ye" began to spread like a stream.

A preacher named Moses did not possess the power to destroy the world, but he had a voice that could unite people's hearts.

He led a large number of freed human slaves, traversing mountains and rivers, and established a new city—Babylon—in a secluded valley surrounded by mountains.

There were no magnificent buildings there, only simple houses built of stone and mud, but in everyone's eyes burned a flame called "hope".

And this is not an isolated case.

In every corner of the primordial continent, new heroes are rising.

They might be hunters from a remote village who awakened their powers during a beast tide;
Perhaps he is a child from a small village destroyed by countless races, who embarks on a path of revenge burdened with hatred;

Or perhaps it was just an ordinary soldier who, after witnessing his comrades being slaughtered, unleashed a power beyond his limits in despair.

Their power was as insignificant as dust compared to the mighty beings of all races who could move mountains and fill seas at will.

But they still charged forward without hesitation towards enemies far stronger than themselves.

When one falls, ten rise up.

Ten fall, and a hundred, a thousand follow in their footsteps.

Death, which is commonplace on this continent, is given a completely new meaning at this moment.

It is no longer the end point, but a spark that falls into the tinder called "hatred" and "unyielding".

Initially, it was just a tiny spark.

But this spark, at an unimaginable speed, gradually gathered into a prairie fire on this land that had been shrouded in darkness for too long.

This immense torrent of will, woven from the sacrifices, resolve, anger, and courage of countless beings, not only shook the foundations of the rule of all races but also transformed into an invisible beacon, piercing through the dimensions of reality and touching an ancient being slumbering in the origin of rules.

That was one of the primordial demon gods born at the beginning of chaos, a personification of the concept of "war" itself...

(End of this chapter)