Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor

Western Continent:

The Mo Clan Patriarch looked at Feng Heng's process of proving the Dao, and many things made sense to him. What did the Heavenly Emperor's words mean during the meeting? Why was Buddhism granted control over the Western Continent instead of the Di Clan?

Everything points to the Heavenly Emperor knowing Feng Heng would do this and prepare in advance.

'Is there another method to prove the Dao without the Heaven Will Battle? Does the Heavenly Emperor know of this method?'

Countless thoughts flashed in his eyes, but he soon gave up as this was not the most important thing to deal with currently.

“Go call for another meeting. We need to hurry up,” said the Mo Patriarch. Previously, these devil cultivators did not care about Buddhism's control over their continent.

According to them, they would have long teamed up to destroy these bald monks if not for the Heavenly Emperor's protection. But now, Feng Heng has turned into an Eternal Emperor.

If they do not react in time, their faction will suffer.

'Damn it, what's going with this era,' cussed the Mo Patriarch.

Eternal Emperors are supposed to be rare entities, but in a short hundred years since the Heavenly Emperor Era started, there are already more than 2 of them.

The worst thing is his intuition told him this was just the beginning.

Mo Patriarch exhaled deeply to calm down. He summoned a few people from his clan.

“Go contact the Di Clan to see if they can ally with us to weaken the power of Buddhism,” he ordered the first group; he chose someone 17:58

from their clan who is wise, calm, and perfect for this kind of diplomatic mission.

“As for you guys, use more resources to find Mo Xingyun.”

“Patriarch, why are you suddenly interested in the Young Lady?

Since she did not return, I doubt we will ever find her again.”

“No matter what, you must find her,” replied the Mo Patriarch. “The Heaven Chosen of this generation seemed to have all a unique destiny. I don't know if it's from Heaven and Earth or the influence of the Heavenly Emperor, but all of their destiny has changed.

“So, no matter what, she must return to the clan. If you find her, tell her we are prepared to give absolute power to her, and we're even willing to swear the highest oath.”

“Patriarch–”

Mo Patriarch raised his hand: “Time is changing, so we need to adapt to survive the upcoming ideal.”

Mo Patriarch sighed, feeling helpless as things kept going wrong for their family. Their clan is technically an Eternal Clan; however, that selfish bastard, the Heaven Devour Emperor–never left anything for the clan after proving the Dao, except for his bloodline.

As a member of their clan, the luck of cultivating such an Emperor automatically went to them, but they did not have an Artifact or Array to go with it.

So, after they detected his body possession, their first reaction was to kill Mo Xingyun or seal him. However, the Heaven Devour Emperor convinced them by giving them his Emperor Scripture.

He made an oath after reviving he would create a genuine foundation for the Mo Clan, convincing the patriarch and many ancestors. But now, it seemed they made another poor decision.

“Hurry up, we don't have much time left.”

The two groups bowed before disappearing.

Heavenly Court:

Wang Wei stood in a beautiful garden, surrounded by many spiritual herbs. However, he was not yet satisfied with the garden since its number of Immortal and Emperor Tier resources was pale compared to even the weakest Emperor Lineage.

However, he knew the Heavenly Court had just begun and needed time to gather a deeper foundation.

Wang Wei watched Feng Heng and experienced the entire process.

However, his eyes did not seem to focus. If anyone could see him now, they would be shocked as his eyes seemed to be the origin of all the universe's secrets.

“The Balance Mechanism is more strict than I thought,” he muttered with a frown. With True Heavenly Dao's Eye present, he could see and divine more information than usual. So, he learned a lot of information.

'I need to do something; otherwise, only my father will ever walk the Path of Eternal.'

Many thoughts flashed in his eyes. He thought he could drastically change his plan after becoming an Immeasurable Emperor.

However, he was wrong. On the contrary, his identity made the situation worse.

Wang Wei used his Divine Sense to summon something. A few seconds later, a cute and charming woman entered the garden.

“Tong Ruobing has seen the Heavenly Emperor.”

She bowed ninety degrees, showing the most profound respect.

Tong Ruobing could not help but sigh to herself. They were once equal, Heaven Chosen of the same generation competing for the throne.

However, as the loser, her fate was to bow to the winner.

“At ease,” replied Wang Wei as he slowly turned to face her. His purple robe decorated in gold seemed perfect for his status; it was as if these two colors were purposely created for a man of his strength and power.

Of course, with his natural charisma, any dress he wore would appear noble and majestic.

“Our Great Talisman City has sent gifts to celebrate the Heavenly Emperor's enthronement,” continued Tong Ruobing, showing the utmost respect. Her acting was perfect, and no fault could be detected from her facial expression, soul fluctuation, aura, or even mood.

“Oh, I'm intrigued,” said Wang Wei, his voice not hiding his emotions.

Tong Ruobing waved her hand to manifest three chests behind her.

“The first one is the traitor's soul, Yu Zhou.”

She did not stop as she knew this gift was technically not real. She only used his soul to show her and the city's allegiance, separating them from the so-called traitors.

“The second one is a few resources,” continued Tong Ruobing, opening the second crate. Wang Wei saw numerous Immortal and Dao spiritual herbs, ores, and talismans. He even saw a few Emperor Artifacts and Emperor resources.

The Great Talisma City seemed to go above board to garner his forgiveness.

“Interesting. These two gifts are already this exciting. It makes me look forward to the last one,” commented Wang Wei.

“You won't be disappointed, Your Majesty,” replied Tong Ruobing before opening the last treasure.

“The Origin Talisman?” Wang Wei was genuinely surprised as he saw the final treasure.

“Our great city would like to lend this treasure to the Heavenly Emperor.”

“For how long?” asked Wang Wei, who heard the insinuation behind her words. He waved his hand to take this Emperor Artifact that looked like a Talisman Pen. He could sense the deep Grand Dao Source power inside.

“Until your ascension.”

“Hehehe, everyone seemed excited about my departure,”

commented Wang Wei, making Tong Ruobing wish she could roll her eyes.

Isn't it obvious? Your existence has blocked the way for too many people, and they cannot defeat you? So, we can only wait until you leave.

“Are you sure about this?” asked Wang Wei. “This artifact is the Luck Condensation Artifact of your city. Are you sure you want to leave it in my hand?”

“Yes, we are sure.”

“Such a broad mind and vision, it's worthy of you,” commented Wang Wei, who guessed it was Tong Ruobing's idea to use this gift to placate him.

“If you had sufficient strength, you would have been my greatest rival in that generation.”

Tong Ruobing smiled but did not say anything else. These words were meaningless now that everything had concluded.

“I like your gift very much,” uttered Wang Wei. Soon, the Source Rune Palace's Luck would be in his hands, and now, he also had the blessing of the Great Talisman City's luck.

If things go smoothly, he might be able to control the Origin Pill Sect's luck, leaving only Origin Weapon Mountain and the Body Dao Cave.

With the luck of the Dao Opening Sect and this faction's luck, he might be able to condense something similar to a Cultivation Civilization Luck, boosting his cultivation speed to a scary level.

After thinking about this, Wang Wei was in a genuinely good mood.

“Alright, our misunderstanding has been resolved,” said Wang Wei with a genuine smile.

“Thank you, Your Majesty,” bowed Tong Ruobing, feeling relief.

“Let me ask you,” continued Wang Wei, pausing momentarily and making Tong Ruobing's heart skip a beat.

“Anything I can do for you?” she asked, her voice less relaxed.

“Do you want to become Emperor?”

Tong Ruobing's mind went blank for a moment as she did not expect the conversation to turn to this. She reacted quickly as many thoughts flashed in her mind.

“Are you talking about Feng Heng's method?”

“Exactly.”

Her breath became rapid before she used all her strength to calm down.

“What does your majesty want?”

“I know you,” said Wang Wei, his eyes more profound than ever.

“With your cleverness, you are probably already thinking of asking Mu Lei to establish a Heavenly Court in his world.

“But do you think you can use my ideas without any

consequences?”

Wang Wei released no aura, but Tong Ruobing felt a terrifying dread swallowing her mind.

“Your majesty, you have wronged me,” said Tong Ruobing as she immediately kneeled on the ground, her face deeply embedded on the floor.

“Have I?” said Wang Wei as he removed his gaze from her, making Tong Ruobing feel both relief and shame. However, she knew when to bend, stretch, and when to break rather than surrender.

“It's not impossible to use my idea,” uttered Wang Wei nonchalantly, making Tong Ruobing's mind go into overdrive.

“I'm sure to convince my husband to pay to use your idea,” she immediately said.

“It's always a pleasure to deal with smart individuals,” said Wang Wei with a smile. “Get up.”

A power enveloped Tong Ruobing, lifting her from the ground.

“Since it's my idea, you need to pay to use it. So, as long as Mu Lei is willing to pay me the required merit and luck, I will have no problem.”

Tong Ruobing frowned; she thought Wang Wei would ask for things like Immortal Tier resources but did not expect he wanted a piece of the pie. She thought for a moment before saying:

“I don't think it's a problem to pay the merit and luck, but it's impossible to give you God Positions.”

“That's fine by me,” replied Wang Wei, who knew most worlds would not accept foreigners ruling over their own.

“Furthermore, we have more room to cooperate.”