Chapter 2585: The Last Authority

“Wu Hui?” Saramei had been in this world for a considerable time. Staying by Emperor Yao’s side, she had intentionally sought to recognize some of the powerful individuals in this realm. She needed enough information to judge who she could afford to provoke and who she could not.

She had even considered exploiting conflicts among these powerful figures to help her escape Emperor Yao’s servitude.

The Fire God Wu Hui was a renowned and powerful figure in this world, an existence she absolutely could not afford to offend.

She didn't understand why he would attack her; they had no previous grievances.

However, when she saw Yun Yuqing behind him, everything became clear.

Her eyes held a deep sense of bitterness. Why did other women find men who were both powerful and willing to help wholeheartedly?

Her own choices were either someone like King Inluan, who was devoted but uselessly weak, or Emperor Yao, who was powerful but unwilling to sacrifice for her.

Why, why were others so fortunate, and her own life so miserable!

She opened her mouth, wanting to unleash a roar from the depths of her heart, but Wu Hui’s flame spear had already extinguished all her vitality.

Finally, her body slumped powerlessly, falling directly to the ground. Her eyes, though wide open, were consumed by darkness.

“Daughter!” The Lord of Slaughter roared furiously, charging forward.

Wu Hui's eyes narrowed. He raised his hand, and the flame spear transformed into a massive flame blade, hundreds of feet long, cutting forward relentlessly towards the Lord of Slaughter in the sky.

Feeling the terrifying aura and killing intent, the Lord of Slaughter was horrified, but at this moment, he could only brace himself, summoning all his strength to swing his own blade.

A physical blade and a virtual flame blade collided. The physical blade instantly shattered into countless fragments.

Then, the flame blade continued its trajectory unimpeded, striking the Lord of Slaughter’s chest directly.

A cloud of blood blossomed, and the Lord of Slaughter’s enormous body fell heavily to the ground like a broken sandbag.

“Oh? He survived my strike?” Wu Hui was somewhat surprised, then swung his blade once more towards the Lord of Slaughter on the ground.

Meanwhile, Yun Yuqing had taken the opportunity to run over and bring the frightened Suo Lunshi to Zu An’s side.

Zu An was overjoyed, asking, “How did you end up here?”

“Wu Hui was contacting some powerful individuals in the world, and he happened to come this way,” Yun Yuqing explained, her eyes curving like crescent moons as she looked at her lover.

Seeing this scene, Suo Lunshi grew even more melancholic. Other girls were beautiful and capable, unlike herself, who only seemed to cause trouble for Brother An.

At this moment, another change occurred on the field. Emperor Yao appeared before the Lord of Slaughter. Without any visible action, a spherical light shield illuminated around him, blocking Wu Hui’s flame blade.

“Yao, are you going to stop me?” Wu Hui frowned, his tone somewhat unfriendly. As the Fire God, he possessed a volatile temper.

Emperor Yao smiled slightly, “You two have no real enmity, and his fate is not meant to end here, wouldn’t you agree?”

The last sentence was directed at Zu An.

Zu An was startled; the other party seemed to know a great deal.

He nodded, “That’s right, he should die in the future.”

He recalled that in the future, when the Lord of Slaughter broke free from his seal and wreaked havoc, it was Qiu Honglei who performed that mysterious Heaven and Earth Sacrifice Dance, summoning an unknown entity to destroy him. Now that Qiu Honglei had been successfully rescued and the karma of that unknown entity was involved, he worried that rashly changing the Lord of Slaughter’s fate would lead to unpredictable consequences.

Seeing this, Wu Hui also retracted his flames. “Very well, since you also say so, I will spare him for now.”

The Lord of Slaughter was internally churning with shock. Given Wu Hui’s attitude towards Zu An, he seemed to hold him in high regard. When did they form such a connection?

But what filled him with even greater despair was the content of their conversation. Saramei had, in fact, already vaguely told him about what would happen in the future. Knowing he was fated to die, he had come to this world hoping to gain ancient power to defy destiny. He had initially thought that after meeting Emperor Yao, he could truly awaken the power of his ancient bloodline, but now he realized that they, father and daughter, were merely tools to be discarded once used.

And he would ultimately return to his original fate.

Thinking of all this, combined with his daughter’s death, he no longer had any reservations and burst into curses:

“Yao, we did so much dirty and arduous work for you, and now you’re abandoning us. I will haunt you even as a ghost!”

Hearing his words, Emperor Yao scoffed, “A ghost? You won’t even have the chance to be a ghost in the future.”

He then reached out and tapped the Lord of Slaughter’s forehead; a golden light disappeared into it.

The Lord of Slaughter’s once furious eyes gradually lost their luster, slowly closing.

Zu An was startled, “What did you do?”

“Don’t worry, I didn’t kill him. I merely erased his memories from this period. I imagine the future you wouldn’t want to encounter him still remembering all of this,” Emperor Yao smiled.

Zu An’s expression was strange; he suspected Emperor Yao was “silencing” him, worried the Lord of Slaughter would reveal the disreputable things he had done during this time. Yet, he had to acknowledge the favor. He had originally worried that the future Lord of Slaughter, with memories from this world, would immediately try to kill him upon being unsealed or seeing him in time fragments.

He suddenly felt a sense of empathy with Xihe. The power of fate was indeed too formidable, always correcting deviations in history in unexpected ways.

“Wu Hui, what are you doing here?” Emperor Yao then looked at Wu Hui.

“I was originally preparing to contact powerful individuals in the world to investigate Di Jun’s crafting of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, but now that the Wizard-Demon War has begun, discussing that is pointless. So, I’ve come to seek an alliance with the human race, to join us in fighting the Wizards,” Wu Hui replied.

Emperor Yao chuckled, “Since when has the Celestial Demon Tribe ever taken the human race seriously enough to form an alliance with them?”

Wu Hui snorted, “Ordinarily, the human race is of course insignificant, but at such a critical juncture, the human race naturally needs to contribute.”

Emperor Yao also dropped his smile. “But why should the human race help you?”

Wu Hui hadn’t expected this answer and was surprised and angered. “Over the years, the Celestial Court has protected the human race considerably, and humans also worship the Celestial gods. Furthermore, you yourself came from the Celestial Court and possess the Celestial Emperor’s bloodline. How can you refuse to help at such a critical time?”

“However, over these years, many Wizard tribes have also protected the human race, and humans likewise worship many righteous Wizard gods, making it truly difficult to openly favor one side,” Emperor Yao paused, then looked towards the city. “As for me, although I originated from the Celestial Demon Tribe, since I am now revered as the Human Emperor, I naturally cannot betray their respect and trust.”

Wu Hui’s face immediately changed. “Do you intend to help the Wizard tribe?!”

Emperor Yao shook his head slightly. “The human race is too weak to participate in the conflict between the Wizard and Demon tribes. We will remain neutral.”

Hearing his answer, Wu Hui breathed a sigh of relief. “Very well, just remember your identity and your promise!”

The worst outcome would have been the human race siding with the Wizard tribe. With their neutrality, it was an acceptable result.

Next, he intended to rally other factions and didn’t want to waste time here, so he asked Yun Yuqing.

Yun Yuqing leaned closer to Zu An. “I want to stay with him.”

Wu Hui frowned slightly. Previously, he would never have allowed such a pure Heavenly Emperor bloodline to remain with a mortal, fearing contamination of her pure bloodline.

However, with the Wizard-Demon War now escalating into a fierce struggle, and his own impending participation in combat, Yun Yuqing would indeed be in danger if she stayed by his side.

So, he cautioned Zu An with a warning, then departed on his fiery clouds.

Emperor Yao smiled at Zu An, “Now it’s just us again. Are we fighting or not?”

Zu An: “…”

He had to admit that the other party was indeed very skilled at swaying people’s hearts. After this brief interaction, most of his hostility had successfully dissipated.

Moreover, the great prosperity of the human race truly depended on him. If something were to happen to him now, the future of humanity, and even Zu An himself and his familiar companions, might face unpredictable consequences.

“You’re right, we truly have no mortal enmity.”

“It’s a pleasure to speak with an intelligent person. Oh, by the way, here’s a gift for you; you should need this.”

Emperor Yao casually tossed something over. Zu An caught it and saw it was a scepter. He felt the faint aura of the Human Emperor flowing through it, the very authority of the laws of the Human Realm!