1018 Mistake
Wang Wei sat on his throne in the court with a screen before him. He saw the exchange between his clone and the Fist Saint Emperor. Soon, the battle began, and he paid attention. It was apparent this group came prepared as the other eight formed a formation that blessed their strength to the Fist Saint Emperor.
The result was the latter's strength almost reached 50% Grand Dao Source, making the clone sweat lightly. A few minutes after the battle, someone intervened.
Huo Fenghuang came flying in the Void Battlefield riding a Phoenix. She did not hesitate to attack the group, and they responded appropriately.
They did not break up the formation, but one of the Immortal Sovereigns used a technique that created a projection with all his strength.
Huo Fenghuang frowned before confronting the projection. A few minutes after her, Xu Shi also appeared on the battlefield, and she faced two projections, one from an Immortal Sovereign and the other from a Pseudo Emperor.
"So, only these two showed up," muttered Wang Wei. "Well, it makes sense. They know the value of these people. Meanwhile, Feng Heng is using an extremely careful approach to expanding Buddhism; he probably wants to follow in my footsteps to reduce the risk.
"Ao Shen knows the foundation of the demon race cannot yet control an entire world, so he is focusing on his transition. I'm curious why the Sword Casting Villa and the Sea Race have not made a move."
"The Sea Race does dare show up after what they've done," said Wang Ju. "A stupid act, in my opinion. They should immediately come to help to show their loyalty; it would have been easier for them to plausible deny their involvement."
"If they did that, I probably would have been more forgiven," nodded Wang Wei. "What about the Sword Casting Villa? Why do you think they did not move."
"A careful and patient approach," said Wang Ju while remaining invisible. "Like these people, they know you're baiting people but that you're also injured. Without your overwhelming power, they want to see how things play out. Plus, they probably do not want to risk the danger of their Immortal Sovereign."
"They've had such a trump card and hid it for so long, so, understandably, their approach is usually extreme caution," agreed Wang Wei.
"Someone is coming," Wang Ju suddenly said, and Wang Wei turned his head away from the screen.
He watched a towering figure with red skin walk into the room.
"Primordial Desolate, what can I do for you?"
asked Wang Wei calmly.
"My deduction was correct. The one fighting outside is a clone; your real body is greatly injured and weak."
"And so?"
"And so this is my opportunity."
"I will say this once: do not do something you'll regret."
"My mission was about to finish, but you paused it. I can't accept that," replied Primordial Desolate.
"Plus, as long as you exist in this world, there will be no place for the Innate Demon Gods toprosper in the world."
"Prosper? Do you think this is ancient time?" asked Wang Wei, not hiding his sneer. "Your race can return to this world because we, the human race, allowed it. If you can stay in your lane, then you can exist. If not, you will suffer the same fate as your ancestor."
"Stay in our lane? We were the master of this world," yelled the Primordial God.
"Keyword-were."
"You cannot possibly understand how we felt,"groaned Primordial Desolate. "As creatures born from Heaven and Earth, we consider Heavenly Dao as our mother. Yet, she cast us away, rejected our existence, and chose humans as the protagonists of the world. Can you fathom such a betrayal? How painful and sad it was? So, we cannot and will not live peacefully with humans."
Wang Wei briefly paused, "Your words made me realize my mistake. I thought the new generation of Innate Demon Gods needed someone like you for guidance, but that's wrong. They don't need ideas from a bygone era- they need a fresh start, one with the weight of history or the mistakes of their ancestors."
Primordial Desolate's eyes turned red. It would be very easy to influence the new era of Innate Lifeforms without knowledge from their ancestors. And even if they read the world's history, it will not be the same as experiencing through him or their bloodline.
"You've proven that I made the right decision today," roared Primordial Desolate before rushing forward. However, he did not move a few meters before countless shadows and tentacles rose from the ground, capturing and sealing him into a black, spherical jewel the size of an eyeball.
Wang Wei looked at Wang Ju, who was holding the seal, and shook his head. Even if Wang Ju was not here, the court was his domain; it was not an easy thing to kill him in this place with all the formations.
"What do you want to do with him?" she asked.
"You're in charge of searching his soul. His knowledge about ancient times should bevaluable. After that, sends his body to Elder Dan to make pills. He should make my body refining make great progress."
"As you wish."
Wang Wei nodded before focusing on the battle, "So, no one else has taken the bait?"
"I sense some prying eyes, but it appears that no one will intervene."
"That's a shame."
Immediately after finishing these words, the battle changed. Xu Shi began to sing, and her aura drastically increased. Then, with one swift motion, she destroyed both the projections fighting her before rushing to one of the Pseudo-Eternals in the formation. She sealed him before leaving the battlefield.
Huo Fenghuang was shocked but acted swiftly; she took the opportunity, given that the array was in disarray, to deal with her projections and capture the second Pseudo Eternal and leave.
The clone shook his head before stopping the unwanted prying eyes. Finally, he used all his power to deal with the group. A few minutes later, he returned to the court with several sealed individuals.
"Hmm?" muttered Wang Wei as he held the seals.
"Where is the Fist Saint Emperor?"
"He dissipated as I sealed him. Apparently, he was careful and used a well-created clone with all his powers."
"Interesting. Did you get which Heaven Will World he originated from?"
"Of course."
"Good. I look forward to fighting him again personally." The Fist Saint Emperor reminded him of one of his favorite characters from his favorite anime- an old man with the moniker of Iron Fist.
"Wang Ju, the next step is all you. Send Fate Shadow Guards to these people's world: set up base, gather information, and remove obstacles.
When we begin to expand to the Endless Void, their worlds will be perfect for the first trials."
The expansion was very important to it, and one of its main components - the Enlightening Temple - had already been established. After expanding throughout this Heaven Will Community, his mother should gather enough merit to prove the Dao. However, the lower dimension has 3799 World Communities remaining, and the merit for creating the temple in these places will all belong to Wang Wei.
However, 99% of worlds do not like when foreigners intrude or have any form of influence on their plane. So, Wang Wei is expecting resistance. He is not prepared to use a pure militaristic approach to spread the Enlightening Temple, so he will use a more business model of sharing profit.
He will use the worlds of these attackers as a template to show others the benefit of allowing him to spread the temple; he's willing to share some benefits with the people who choose to accept a more peaceful cooperation.
Of course, he's also prepared to wage Interplanar War if necessary.
"I will get to it immediately." Wang Ju immediately disappeared into the shadow; it was like she was never here in the first place.
"What happened here?" asked the clone, who sensed something.
"I was just correcting a little mistake I made," he replied indifferently. "Don't worry about it. Let's begin with the cleanup."
"Alright."
The clone disappeared, and soon afterward, the world trembled slightly, focusing primarily on the sea. The people who knew or guessed what was happening secretly sighed.
Not even ten minutes passed before things returned to normal. Wang Wei looked at the two people before him. His eyes were cold as he sat on the throne.
"How many chances did I give you? Most would say I was too lenient."
"Your majesty-"
"You don't have to say any nonsense. None of you will walk out of this room. I'm granting you this audience to see if you can convince me to spare your respective race."
"Your majesty...."
Wang Wei heard them talk, but it was all noise to him. He has been very patient with the Sea Race, but for some reason, these people seemed determined to walk toward the path of destruction.
"Okay, it seems there is nothing you can say to save your race. Do it."
