Chapter 1749: Faith Crumbles

In the Brahma Heaven God Realm, Qianye Ying'er put away the four Illusionary Heart Glazed Jade pieces and deactivated the projection profound formation.

Meanwhile, in the Burning Moon Realm, all the profound practitioners were stunned, their gazes trembling for a long time.

Devils were not tolerated by the world; even they themselves had grown accustomed to such a fate. Now, finally, someone had questioned the current peace and vindicated them!

Moreover, she was the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor of ancient times! And through her acts of forgiveness, she revealed the true nature of devils to the world.

Cognition is difficult to change.

However, the one who forgave the world was the Devil Emperor, and the one who saved the world was a devil… Under such witnessed facts, the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor's words were enough to deeply implant themselves into everyone's hearts and minds, enough to… perhaps truly overturn the world's perception of devils.

"Lord Devil Master actually endured all this," Tian Guhu murmured, lost in thought. Only today did he finally understand why Yun Che harbored such deep resentment towards the three Divine Regions.

"Lady Qianying is right," Fen Daoqi exhaled slowly. "These four special profound image stones are worth trillions of devil soldiers."

Although he was a devil from the Northern Region, he knew the terrible impact these hidden truths would have on the beliefs of Eastern Divine Region profound practitioners once revealed.

This influence was bound to rapidly spread to the Western and Southern Divine Regions.

As the saying goes, "attacking cities is inferior to attacking minds."

And the attack on the mind brought by these revelations… was the kind that could shatter will and faith.

With Divine Masters gathered and emperors surrounding them, only perfect, traceless profound image stones like the Illusionary Heart Glazed Jade could secretly record everything.

Fen Daoqi had clearly seen Qianye Ying'er's surprise when she called out "Illusionary Heart Glazed Jade" and "four pieces." This meant that even at Qianye Ying'er's level, the Illusionary Heart Glazed Jade was an extremely precious and rare marvel.

Yet, someone had not hesitated to use such valuable items… Moreover, with so many Divine Masters and Emperors present, there was a risk of discovery with the slightest mistake, but that person still did it, secretly recording everything.

From every perspective, it was clear this was not a spur-of-the-moment decision but rather the result of early preparation and precaution against something.

The person who orchestrated all of this possessed a nearly terrifying foresight, intellect, and ability to plan ahead.

Qianye Ying'er glanced at Yun Che from afar; it was already obvious who had recorded these images.

The rumored Immaculate Divine Soul, capable of vaguely foreseeing danger, was said to exist only within the Illusionary Heart Glazed Jade of the Glazed Light Realm.

The "woman with the surname Shui" who handed these to Chi Wuyao.

Furthermore, Shui Yingyue and Shui Qianheng appeared multiple times in the images, yet Shui Meiyin was completely absent…

All of this indicated that Shui Meiyin had secretly recorded them without anyone's knowledge.

The timing, opportunity, motive, Illusionary Heart Glazed Jade, and the Immaculate Divine Soul with its vague foresight… all perfectly matched, leaving no other possibility.

"It's just a pity," Qianye Ying'er said, "that the scene of the Devil Emperor leaving the edge of Chaos wasn't recorded, otherwise… Hmph."

While it was unfortunate, Qianye Ying'er wasn't surprised. After all, on that day, Shui Meiyin—and everyone else from the Glazed Light Realm—were unexpectedly absent.

Perhaps her Immaculate Divine Soul had given a warning beforehand.

What she was more curious about was, if all of this was Shui Meiyin's doing… why did the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor meet Shui Meiyin alone and even bring her to the Northern Divine Region?

Was it also because of her extremely rare Immaculate Divine Soul?

This was indeed the only explanation.

"That little girl from the Glazed Light Realm actually prepared this move so early," Qianye Ying'er said. "And the timing of its release is perfect!"

If they had been released when Yun Che was first being hunted by the entire world, it could have stirred indignation across countless star realms… but it wouldn't have been able to change Yun Che's fate at all.

But now, Yun Che had returned as the Devil Master… burying King Realms with absolute terrifying power and bloody hands, then shattering wills with suddenly revealed truths. Controlling the Eastern Divine Region now, and subsequently the Western and Southern Divine Regions, had instantly become more than ten times easier.

Yun Che didn't refute Qianye Ying'er's comment about Shui Meiyin not being a "little girl." He looked ahead, slightly lost in thought.

Back at the Profound God Convention, a fifteen-year-old Shui Meiyin had a "fierce" battle with him on the Conferred God Stage, then inexplicably clung to him, making him scramble to avoid her. This infuriated her father, Shui Qianheng, who nearly killed him with a palm strike directly in Brahma Heaven.

Three thousand years later in Brahma Heaven, she still seemed not to have grown up, and her feelings for him had not faded. Every time she looked at him, her eyes seemed to sparkle with thousands of brilliant, flawless stars.

If there was any change beyond her appearance and cultivation, it was that her temperament was half as pure and innocent as when she was a young girl, and half as enchanting and captivating as a succubus.

He had never imagined that this girl, who had always remained "innocent" in his heart, had quietly done all of this for him…

In the Flying Star Realm,

The fierce battle between the Dream Soul Sword Sect and the Falling Star Realm had ceased under the projection. After the projection ended, the battlefield remained in utter silence, with only the pungent smell of blood pervading the air.

The Falling Star Realm King trembled uncontrollably with excitement. He suddenly turned around and roared in a shrill, hoarse voice, "Did you hear it… Did you hear it?! The Devil Emperor is speaking up for us! And our Lord Devil Master is the savior! The true savior! Yet, he was betrayed by these ugly people he saved, who then sought to exterminate him!"

"We are the children of darkness who have suffered unwarranted oppression, yet we have borne the name of devils for a million years. But they… they are the true devils!!"

Yan Wu's gaze remained fixed on the sky.

As someone from a Northern Region King Realm, she had some knowledge of the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor's return to the world. But witnessing the full truth and connecting it with Yun Che's experiences… no one could help but deeply sigh.

The Son of Salvation, immediately after completing his mission, was driven to a dead end by the very people he saved, becoming a devilish scourge whom everyone sought to kill… Could there be anything more tragic and ironic in this world?

Even true devils should at least feel some gratitude for a life-saving divine favor!

The Falling Star Realm King's words stirred strong indignation among the dark profound practitioners. Yet, facing their "filthy words," the Flying Star Realm's profound practitioners were all stunned, their eyes devoid of light.

"Sect Master…" a disciple of the Dream Soul Sword Sect mumbled, "Is this… true?"

Even having seen and heard it with their own eyes and ears, they still dared not believe, nor wished to believe.

This voice caused countless gazes to shift to Meng Canyang and Meng Duanxi, father and son. Their figures were clearly visible in the first three video segments, meaning they had witnessed everything that happened back then.

"..." Meng Canyang's face kept changing. With the projection displayed, there was no room for denial.

A sigh, followed by his stern cry, imbued with sword might: "With the sect's survival at stake, what matters is cause and effect! These devils have killed so many of our kin and sect members; another step forward, and they'll destroy our sect and homeland!"

Meng Canyang's words instantly solidified the chaotic spirits of the Dream Soul disciples. The surrounding sea of corpses and blood rekindled their fighting spirit, and their profound energy re-condensed.

But then, a weak, muddled voice came from a corner: "If not for Yun Che… where would our sect and homeland be… Isn't everything happening today… the retribution the Eastern Divine Region deserves…?"

The voice belonged to an ordinary Dream Soul disciple, lying beside a pile of corpses, covered in dark wounds, his breath faint as a wisp of smoke.

Normally, in a King Realm sect like the Dream Soul Sword Sect, he had no right to speak at all. But at this moment, his dying sigh struck the heart of every Flying Star profound practitioner with immense weight, almost instantaneously shattering the fighting spirit they had just rekindled.

"Heh heh…" A bitter laugh came from another heavily wounded Dream Soul disciple. A dying person had no need to suppress words or worries: "I dedicated half my life to join the Dream Soul Sword Sect, considering it my lifelong glory. Because everyone knows, the Dream Soul Sword is a sword of righteousness, a sword of benevolence."

"Sect Master… why is this sword… so filthy…"

This time, not only the Flying Star profound practitioners but also Meng Canyang and Meng Duanxi's auras became chaotic.

Back then, led by the Dragon Monarch, Southern Sea, Brahma Heaven God Emperor, and Brahma Heaven, everyone present, regardless of their inner thoughts, was forced to express their stance.

When all emperors and kings acted this way, their guilt wasn't as heavy… And when dark devil energy erupted from Yun Che later, their guilt and unease significantly decreased.

When the situation became irreversible and set in stone, they even felt it was meant to be… As for the truth, they would lock it within their hearts, not revealing a single word.

But when everything was pieced together and replayed in a short time, the enormous contrast starkly revealed their despicable, shameless ingratitude, so clear and forceful that even they themselves felt their scalps tingle with deep shame.

The one who forgave the world was the Devil Emperor, and the one who saved the world was the Devil Master… Compared to them, the actions of the Eastern Divine Region's rulers were more than just filthy.

From the strange looks cast by surrounding disciples and even elders, they knew that their image in the eyes of others was no longer lofty and untainted, but stained with filth that could never be washed away.

In the air, Yan Wu's Yama Devil Spear slowly tilted down, pointing at the Flying Star profound practitioners whose spirits were chaotic and hearts shattered, devoid of any fighting will. Her dark, imposing voice heavily suppressed their confused minds: "You have one last chance to surrender… surrender, or die!"

The sword attendant who had led the charge, previously filled with surging fighting spirit and fearless in death, let his sword fall limply from his grasp, clattering to the ground with an exceptionally harsh sound.

The belief he had upheld his entire life was mercilessly and utterly shattered in that moment.

The stronger the belief, the more devastating its collapse when shattered.

The first sword to fall was like the first droplet of water from a broken dam; then ten… a hundred… ten thousand… countless sharp swords, like their disheartened masters, lost their gleam and fell upon the blood-soaked ground.

The "Righteous Path"—these two words were never pure. Yet, in the hearts of most profound practitioners, they had always been the most beautiful aspiration and pursuit, a belief they were willing to uphold throughout their lives, and a glory to be etched into their lives and even future generations.

If even these two words were shattered… it was undoubtedly a cruel and profound spiritual blow.

The Flying Star Realm was just one microcosm; the battle situation across the entire Eastern Divine Region was undergoing earth-shattering changes at this very moment.

Concurrently, the truth of the Crimson Catastrophe, along with countless recorded projections, spread wildly to the Southern and Western Divine Regions at an unstoppable speed.

In a desolate corner of a small star realm in the Eastern Divine Region.

Here, a small profound ark was docked. It was only dozens of zhang long, its hull quite old, yet it was inscribed with over a dozen profound isolation formations of extremely high level.

Any one of the figures within the profound ark would have astonished the world.

Golden Moon God Yue Wuji, with the fall of the Moon God Emperor, temporarily served as the leader of the Moon Gods.

However, the Moon God Realm had been utterly annihilated, completely buried, with hundreds of thousands of everything forever vanishing from the Divine Realm's history…

Could they still be called "Moon Gods"?

Yue Wuji silently watched the projection from Brahma Heaven, his gaze trembling with complex emotions. When he turned around, his expression was calm. "Let's go," he said.

"No… Why must we leave… I must avenge my master!" Azure Moon God Yao Yue had tears in her eyes, but several profound formations simultaneously cast by other Moon Gods tightly sealed her movements, preventing her from breaking free no matter how much she struggled.

"This is an order!" Yue Wuji declared, raising his palm as he spoke. The light emanating from his fingers was unmistakably that of the Moon Emperor Glaze.

"Yue Wuji!" Yao Yue gnashed her teeth. "Our star realm is destroyed, our master is dead… and you, temporarily acting as Moon God Emperor, choose to cling to life! You coward… coward! If you become Emperor, you will be an eternal disgrace to the name of the Moon God Emperor!"

"If you struggle any further and your aura leaks, we might all die for your sake!" Yue Wuji's face remained impassive as he spoke in a deep voice.

Yao Yue's struggles finally eased.

Yue Wuji slowly tightened his grip and said, "As long as the Moon Emperor Glaze remains, the Moon God Realm will one day rise again. But if we all die, not only now, but in future generations, there will be no Divine Moon in the sky."

He closed his eyes, his voice tinged with pain: "Yao Yue, I have been a Moon God for twenty thousand years. My feelings for the Moon God Realm surpass my own life; they are absolutely no weaker than any of yours. Trust my choice this time… one day, you will understand."

The old profound ark took flight, carrying the surviving Moon Gods and Moon God Envoys towards unknown, distant space.