Chapter 1817: Abandonment (1/2)

All the grand monarchs from the Doomed Star Sea who hadn’t left before the upheaval looked eagerly at Qin Yao.

They had lost their strong bloodlines.

Their current battle prowess had been tremendously reduced. It was impossible for them to change the overall situation of the three worlds.

All they wanted was for the humans to give them and their clansmen a chance to survive.

Even though they were regarded as traitors by their own clansmen, they didn’t want them to be exterminated.

Nie Jin shook her head at Qin Yao with pity on her face. “Husband.”

Fan Tianze sighed. “We can defer dealing with the other races, but we must get rid of the Devils as soon as possible. Zhao Shanling has a very powerful cultivation base and can cultivate in his human form by channeling Devil Qi. His presence will make the Devils continue to be strong. Those Devil grand monarchs and grand patriarchs are not stupid. Once they comprehend this whole new cultivation method and condense devil power cores, they will cause us endless trouble.”

Many human experts from various sects in the Mortal World and the crooked Qi warriors from the Doomed Star Sea also tried to persuade Qin Yao.

“Yes! Mr. Qin, please decide as soon as possible!”

“The human race has the opportunity to dominate the three worlds now. We cannot let go of this opportunity!”

“Your Excellency, we’ve been fighting in the Doomed Star Sea against the invaders from the Void World for years. Haven’t we been waiting for an opportunity to sweep across the Void World and wipe out the outsiders that have been eyeing the Mortal World so covetously?”

They were well-aware that Qin Yao’s attitude was crucial.

At this moment, a slow voice rang out untimely. “Whatever you decide to do, we’ll wait for Nie Tian to come out.”

The speaker was Yin Xingtian of the Streamcloud Sword Sect, who had once been the Azure Heaven Divine Emperor.

Fan Tianze from the Heaven Span Pavilion was taken aback. “Weren’t you a senior of our sect?”

Yin Xingtian controlled the Godspan Sword Formation. Shouldn’t he return to the sect and reinvigorate the Heaven Span Pavilion after his soul awakened?

“It was, but things are different now,” Yin Xingtian said with a calm expression. “Whatever choice you make, please don’t count us in. We don’t care about the battles out there or the outsiders’ fate.”

As soon as he spoke, everyone who was closely related to Nie Tian nodded coldly, as if to declare their independence.

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In the depths of the chaos.

Pursuing the blood-colored smoke, the origins had disappeared into the remote secluded border area.

Only Nie Tian and Dong Li stood alone in the central area.

After crying out the words “I want to become a paragon again” with his soul, Nie Tian, who had displayed his star domain and flame domain, fell silent, his eyes darkened.

“What’s the matter?” Dong Li asked in a low voice.

Nie Tian shook his head. “It’s nothing.”

The three origins, which had favored him, invited him, and called upon him, hadn’t responded to him.

No one knew whether it was because they were too busy swallowing and refining the blood-colored smoke or because of some other reason, but none of them responded to him. They didn’t make any moves, or show any intention to approach him.

Dong Li raised an eyebrow and spoke softly, “That darkness is calling upon me!”

“What?” Nie Tian asked.

“It’s calling me to merge into it. It’s telling me to approach it of my own accord.”

“Just you?”

“Yes.”

Nie Tian’s face grew darker and darker.

“Are they destroying the bridge after crossing the river?” (Idiom: abandon one’s benefactor upon achieving one’s goal) he said with a derisive snort. “They used me and got me to use my sword against the origin of life, who had helped me become a paragon. Am I worthless after the origin of life has dissipated? Since I’m not a paragon anymore, I can’t walk out of the chaos. I’m stranded here forever. Isn’t this imprisonment?

“Or will they discuss how to deal with me after they finish dividing and devouring the blood-colored smoke?”

Squinting, he concentrated on his senses.