Those who face the wall, but are in the Nascent Soul stage.

Chapter 226 The Universe Has No Morality
Behind the Three-Body world, the Trisolaran leader's thought membrane was churning violently. As the leader, such emotional fluctuations were unacceptable, but no Trisolarans criticized him at this moment, because all the Trisolarans present were plunged into a deep fear.

Some Trisolaran observers even experienced their thought membranes becoming distorted and blank, and their bodies involuntarily began to leak water. This was a sign of extreme terror among the Trisolarans. Under extreme danger, the genes evolved by the Trisolarans would cause them to automatically enter a state of dehydration in order to survive.

"What is Evil Purity? A second clone?"

"Just from the name, you can tell that he is even more terrifying than the tyrannical Shanqing."

"Where is this evil Qing now? Zhi Zi has no idea it exists."

"What to do? Forty years on Earth... is less than 40 Trisolaran years! That's far too short. We could all live that long!" (Earth year ≈ 9883 Trisolaran years; the normal lifespan of Trisolarans is 70 Trisolaran years.)
"Don't worry, antimatter weapons can completely annihilate it." The Science Administrator showed everyone the contents of his mind membrane, trying to reassure the troops.

"What if it could collapse into a quantum state just like the physical entity?"

“That’s alright. The quantum world cannot interfere with the macroscopic world. As long as it collapses into a macroscopic state, we can destroy it with antimatter weapons!” The scientific governor’s mind membrane did not fluctuate due to the questioning. This strong confidence and stable emotions calmed the Trisolarans in the Sophon Observation Room.

"Should we reply to him?" someone's thought process indicated.

The leader said, "Let this sophon respond automatically. It's equipped with MicroAI 2.0, and it's very smart."

The leader, being the leader, controlled his negative emotions and quickly gave instructions to those around him: "Accelerate the production of antimatter weapons and research war tactics against super-individuals! Construct bunkers and defensive devices using strong interaction materials. Also, do not announce this news to avoid inciting escapism." (Note: After the Renaissance, the Trisolaran civilization also faced the problem of escapism.)
Shan Qing could naturally guess that the Trisolarans behind this sophon were having various exchanges, but he didn't care. His purpose was to intimidate this sophon.

"Now, I need to have a private conversation with the dinosaurs, and I don't want anyone else to hear. Are you going to leave on your own, or should I chase after you with my sword?"

Zhi Zi made a quick decision, shrinking back to his 11-dimensional state and escaping the giant ring at near-light speed.

Shanqing breathed a sigh of relief. Although Zhizi had already expanded to the sixth dimension, it only took a moment for it to shrink back to the eleventh dimension. As the original body of Shanqing, his strength was limited, and he was not confident that he could keep Zhizi here.

After all, it wasn't as insane as its original body. It had just reached a state where "the body dies but the mind does not, and the mind does not die but the person does not perish." Its combat power was at most comparable to the level of the Godhood Transformation stage. But its original body was not necessarily the same. No one knew what level of strength its original body had reached.

As for informing the Trisolaran civilization of the existence of Evil Qing and warning the Trisolarans to be wary of Evil Qing, this was all intentionally done by the benevolent corpse, who was happy to trip up Evil Qing.

Using the divine sense of his main body to confirm that Zhizi had completely left the giant ring, Shanqing then turned his attention to the dinosaur behind him.

Facing the remaining imperial ministers and the devouring emperor, Shanqing smiled, revealing his teeth.

"Anyone else want some of mine?"

Although the dinosaurs could guess that Shan Qing had just spoken to a third-party civilization, none of them dared to ask. Faced with Shan Qing's "enthusiastic invitation," some dinosaurs with weak legs had already knelt down and begged for mercy.

Shan Qing ignored their pleas for mercy and released three more macro-electrons, forming three ball lightning bolts that annihilated all the kneeling imperial ministers who were begging for mercy, until only a dozen or so of the highest-ranking ministers remained.

A whooshing sound came from outside the window, indicating that the dinosaurs' guards and regular army were about to arrive, but Shanqing didn't care.

Even without his own combat power comparable to the Nascent Soul stage, he had enough macroelectrons and macroatoms. Macroelectrons were absolutely essential treasures for low-level cultivators in the cultivation world; they were far more useful than talismans. Using macroelectrons to activate ball lightning to kill cultivators below the Golden Core stage was no problem at all.

Using macro atoms to stimulate macro-aggregate transformation can kill all cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage. Moreover, macro electrons and macro atoms are very easy to carry. If I had these things in my previous life, I would have saved a lot of effort and risked my life fighting evil cultivators in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Shanqing carried 10,000 macro-electrons and 300 macro-atoms. He couldn't carry a nuclear bomb because it was too big, but micro-particles take up almost no space.

Unleashing all these macro-particle weapons might not pose much of a threat to the Great Ring, but wiping out dozens of developed dinosaur-like cities in Zone 1, as well as the imperial capital the size of QH province, would be no problem. (Note: The surface area of ​​Zone 1 is equal to the Earth's surface area, and its volume is slightly larger than the Earth's volume.)
In the end, the last dozen or so imperial ministers were no longer afraid. This banquet had summoned all the nobles and high-ranking officials of the empire, and 99% of them had been wiped out in one fell swoop. In any case, it would have been foolish to let a banquet lead to the complete annihilation of the imperial ruling class. But as the saying goes, extreme sorrow breeds anger, and now, the gazes of these dozen or so ministers toward Shan Qing were filled with not only fear but also rage.

Shanqing admired that look in her eyes.

"What exactly are you...? You are definitely not human. You can freely control the particles that make up your body, which means you can directly manipulate energy...What exactly are you?"

Following the Minister of Science and Technology, the third Minister of Research has spoken out.

Shan Qing did not answer it. With a flash of light from the White Fish Sword, the last representative of the Devouring Empire's highest scientific community was decapitated. The huge dinosaur head fell to the ground, and blood gushed out for dozens of meters, then flowed out in streams, and finally gradually cooled down.

Shanqing jumped onto the dining table and stood there with his sword. Among this group of Tyrannosaurus Rex that were often more than ten meters tall, his figure was not particularly imposing, but his actions left the last ten ministers in utter despair.

The empire has no way to communicate with this person; anyone who asks him a question will die.

"Does anyone have any more questions?" Shanqing asked with a smile after killing the research minister.

"I."

An old dinosaur, draped in a platinum robe, shakily crawled out from under the table, and only then did the other dragons discover the Pope beneath it.

"Oh? Ask away if you have any questions, but according to the knowledge-sealing rule, you'll die if you ask them all." Shanqing teased the white fish sword, speaking absentmindedly.

Upon hearing the 'Knowledge Sealing Rule,' the old dinosaur pope's pupils contracted. He revealed an expression of 'I knew it,' and gave a bitter laugh: 'You are an individual from some god-level civilization, disguised as a human, aren't you?'

"Wrong answer. My true form is also a mortal being born of a mother!"

Shanqing stroked the white fish sword's head, then gave it a command. The white fish sword then flew shakily to the head of the dinosaur pope and began to slowly descend like the Sword of Damocles.

Knowing his death was imminent, the Dinosaur Pope roared hysterically, "Damn god, why did you interfere in the war of a lower civilization? This is immoral and irresponsible..."

The Pope's voice abruptly stopped as the sword tip pierced its head.

Shan Qing chuckled strangely: "The universe is the most immoral thing. That was said by your messenger, Daya. I'm returning that to you now."

(End of this chapter)