Chapter 818 - - 577 as powerful as a million soldiers with a single word

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A brilliant move, eating up everything under heaven.

In a world where the path forward had nearly been severed, no one could resist the temptation to advance further, especially since Duge was blessed with the Tirelessly Ruinous skill.

The generals of the Thunder Division simultaneously fell silent.

The battlefield fell into a moment of quietude.

The Longevity Emperor and Bai Da Demon King exchanged knowing smiles, disdaining all as unworthy; to the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, indeed, all creatures were but mere strays!

“Under the Heavenly Dao, all living beings are equal, everyone has the chance to achieve sainthood,” Holy Light surrounded Duge’s body, making him look exceptionally sacred amidst the bloody battlefield, “Take one brave step forward, and you can witness a world vaster than ever before…”

“Do not listen to his bewitchment, he is nothing but an Evil Demon,” Xianyou True Monarch said, “The path to sainthood is incredibly arduous. Above us are the Daoist Ancestor and the Immortal Emperor, the Longevity Emperor is a warning from the past, without even his life remaining, what sainthood can he achieve?”

“Xianyou True Monarch, are you saying that the Daoist Ancestor and Immortal Emperor have always been obstructing others from achieving sainthood?” Duge quickly seized the loophole in Xianyou True Monarch’s words, “No wonder that in these billions of years, only the Daoist Ancestor has become a saint, so there’s been such a conspiracy behind it all…”

“You’re talking nonsense,” Xianyou True Monarch said, flustered and exasperated.

“True Monarch, if the Daoist Ancestor doesn’t obstruct others from becoming saints, why are you panicking?” Duge chuckled.

“I…” Xianyou True Monarch opened his mouth but was at a loss for words.

“If you won’t say it, I will. It’s simply because they cling to the power in their hands,” Duge declared loudly, “The Immortal Emperor wants to control the Three Realms, so he does everything possible to cut off the Human Race’s destiny;

He wants to control the Three Realms, so he cannot bear to see the Longevity Emperor establish his teachings;

He wants to control the Three Realms, so he keeps the Underworld Emperor suppressed in the Underworld;

He wants to control the Three Realms, so he ignites the war between immortals and demons, driving the Demon Clan into the Mortal Realm…”

“That’s sheer nonsense, what the Immortal Emperor has done is clearly for the stability of the Three Realms, otherwise, how could there be a million years of peace?” Xianyou True Monarch was truly enraged. Dodging several Demon Kings he was fighting, he viciously hacked towards Duge.

The fierce blade aura seemed to split heaven and earth, and countless Demon Soldiers who failed to dodge in time were killed or injured, but Duge easily blocked this blade aura with the Profound Primordial Water Control Banner.

Then, several Demon Kings joined together and pressed their attack against Xianyou True Monarch.

“True Monarch, do you believe that?” Duge sneered, “To maintain stability, they prevent others from becoming saints? Who started this war? Only through vigorous competition, pushing and striving against each other, can one hope to be the first one to achieve sainthood, seeking that slim chance of survival.

What has this so-called stability brought us?

The Immortal Emperor has turned this world into stagnant water, with not a single person achieving sainthood in billions of years. In a world like this, when faced with foreign enemies, how can we possibly claim victory?”

“…” Xianyou True Monarch was speechless, glaring at Duge with eyes that wished to skin him alive.

“Generals of the Thunder Division, the Immortal Emperor has cut off your path to advancement, hoarding the richest resources for himself. Occasionally, he distributes pitiful scraps for you to share, just enough to maintain your Cultivation Levels,”

Duge ignored Xianyou True Monarch, turning his attention back to the Thunder Division with an increasingly raised voice, “When it’s time to lay down your lives, you’re expected to charge to the front. If some fall, they’re simply replaced.

A thousand years, ten thousand years, a million years, day after day, year after year. No end in sight, no hope, just like blindfolded donkeys trudging in circles. Is this numb life really what you strived so hard in your cultivation for?”

“…” The silence among the generals of the Thunder Division grew deeper. Duge’s words laid bare the truths of the Immortal Realm, leaving them with no response.

“And you, my Heavenly Soldier brothers. Out of ten who follow the path to ascension, hardly one survives. You who have ascended to immortality are already the favored sons of heaven from various schools and sects! But look at the lives you’re leading?”

Duge’s body gradually rose, with five Dragon Veins coiling around him, circled by Holy Light around his head, and his resonant voice spread across the entire battlefield, “The lowest rung in the Immortal Realm, cannon fodder on the battlefield.

Today, you fend off the Demon Clan on the battlefield; tomorrow, you’ll be sent to kill the Taixuan Emperor. Your centuries of cultivation could be wiped out in a single battle, or perish in an encounter with the Taixuan Emperor.

If you win on the battlefield, it’s a military merit for Xianyou True Monarch;

If you’re defeated, what you sacrifice is your life, and there may be no one to remember your name. They will only write in the military reports, in such-and-such a battle on such-and-such a date, encountered the Taixuan Emperor, and tens of thousands of Heavenly Soldiers were wounded or killed.

Your lives eventually reduced to just a pitiful number…

Ask yourself, is this truly the life you want?”

When the Heavenly Soldiers besieged the Demon Clan, they were exhilarated, proud to follow Xianyou True Monarch, after all, who was hailed as the number one War God of the Immortal Court.

Their Magical Treasures were far superior to those of the Demon Clan, and after accumulating military exploits, they would receive greater rewards upon returning to the Immortal Court…

But now, their beliefs were quietly shaken by Tirelessly Ruinous skill.

Indeed!

What were they desperately fighting for?

For a few elixirs distributed after a victorious battle, was it worth it?

Many Heavenly Soldiers glanced at the desiccated corpses of their companions, who had tumbled to the dust after being drained of their essence by the Taixuan Emperor.

Inevitably, a mourn-piteous sympathy spread among them, causing many to unconsciously lower their bows and arrows.

“Heavenly Soldiers, do not be beguiled by the Evil Demons,” Xianyou True Monarch felt the shift in morale, his face splitting with fury, his body trembling. He tried to break free from the Demon Kings to kill Duge first, but he simply couldn’t find the opportunity.

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