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Chapter 384: Choices

Wei Wu Ya's powerful psychic fluctuations, emitted by burning his life force, spread across the entire world at the speed of light within half a second.

However, those who subscribe to the values of "Life is precious, love is dearer; both can be cast aside for freedom" have always been a minority. They do not need to worry about any aspect of their daily lives—food, clothing, or shelter. After completely satisfying life's basic material needs, people will always pursue higher-level goals.

But for the majority in the Hua-Ya Federation, who struggle desperately every day just to barely make ends meet, such overtly dramatic sentiments are merely something to be heard and dismissed. Afterwards, they simply go back to doing what needs to be done. If they have time to ponder life, they would rather play with their phone to relax. After another hard day's work, who has the mind to think about so much nonsense? What about the house payments?

Regardless, the will of the Disciple of the Crimson World, entrusted within it, was shattered by this self-destruction. Though not completely dissipated, it was already teetering on the brink of collapse.

As for the other two vessels, due to directly facing the self-destruction from their comrade at close range, even with the damage reduction from their own Xuanhua layer, they still suffered severe damage. However, the will entrusted within their bodies suffered no losses.

As for Bai Mo, who was also at the center of the explosion, his avatar also sustained considerable damage in this suicide attack comparable to a hydrogen bomb explosion.

Unfortunately, the four individuals who had descended to spar were using either avatars or projections. So Wei Wu Ya's final explosion, apart from his final declaration, did not achieve any substantial results.

"To think I was outmaneuvered by this brat!" Within the flickering red light, the Disciple of the Crimson World revealed a trace of anger.

It turned out that, to ensure his own safety to the greatest extent, Wei Wu Ya had secretly linked the lives of the two hostages to his own. He had implicitly instructed his trusted subordinates that as soon as he gave a signal, they were to immediately kill Hua Qing and the other person. This signal also included the disappearance of his vital signs.

Wei Wu Ya was, after all, a fifth-tier Spirit Energy Cultivator. Controlling him for a day or two was no problem, but long-term control would cause significant power drain for the Disciple of the Crimson World. Therefore, apart from necessary manipulation, this segment of its will remained in a dormant state at other times.

Previously, it hadn't paid much attention, so it hadn't discovered that the opponent, for a final safeguard, would actually make such arrangements, spiting both sides at the cost of his own life.

"Good luck to you all." Bai Mo quickly learned of Wei Wu Ya's actions as well. However, there was no trace of irritation in his eyes. He merely gazed into the distance, speaking a nonsensical phrase to the air.

Within a few seconds, a vast amount of white light once again erupted from his body, completely extinguishing the red light that was already like a flickering candle in the wind.

"Why exactly do you want to establish such a system?" Gaia's avatar believed that the subsequent battle would be meaningless. So it ceased its attack and simultaneously posed the question it had long held. "From my previous observations of you, you aren't the type to take on managerial chores."

"Regulating everyone's behavior, making them live according to what I deem correct, and being able to use my power to truly bring the world I imagine into reality, isn't that an incredibly exciting prospect?" Bai Mo said indifferently.

"As I thought, I was right. You're just like the real-time strategy game players on this planet, wanting to control the every move of every unit. But how many years will you have the patience to play this game? Eventually, you'll get bored," Gaia retorted with a sneer.

Bai Mo then replied: "When it loses its appeal, I'll simply set it aside. This world is never lacking in interesting things. However, for at least the next three to five hundred years, I shouldn't get bored, because there are too many fascinating concepts waiting for me to realize with the power of the entire world."

"The selfish thoughts and endless desires of each individual are the true driving force behind the overall progress of your society. You're using a system that lords over everyone, managing them strictly with countless rules, suppressing all greed, and stifling the expression of most desires. That will only turn the world into a stagnant pool," Gaia continued to find fault.

"Unfortunately, the vast majority of people in this world haven't yet reached a state where they can drive societal progress. Granting them excessive freedom will only cultivate a horde of boring creatures addicted to entertainment, suffering from terminal procrastination, and idling on the internet all day as keyboard warriors," Bai Mo replied.

"I hope you're still alive three hundred years from now." Gaia ceased debating. It merely left behind an abrupt and inexplicable remark, then casually obliterated the will of its avatar, and transformed into a cluster of purple light, vanishing into the sky alongside the yellow light.

In an instant, only two heavily wounded bodies, plummeting rapidly, remained in mid-air, along with the "peace treaty" covered in inscrutable runes.

After collecting these items, Bai Mo's avatar also transformed into a streak of light, flying towards the location within his perception.

"I didn't expect that what suppressed us just now was merely an avatar."

"Perhaps this is his true body?"

After rapidly reaching the border, all those who wished to leave discovered that the entire border of the Hua-Ya Federation seemed to be sealed off by an indescribably massive wall.

They flew along the border, but no matter how they investigated, they couldn't find a way to cross it. It was like a shroud, completely enveloping every inch of the Hua-Ya Federation's territory.

This towering wall, resembling a honeycomb, composed of countless tiny hexagons, and appearing indistinctly in the air, seemed at this moment to be silently mocking their futile efforts.

"Impossible! He couldn't have become that massive; this must be a nano-honeycomb!" Someone who had meticulously browsed the Tianqing database recalled this thing that only existed as a theoretical concept in the data.

"A second-generation defense system, supported by the Spirit Energy Network and replacing the energy attack absorption system? Does that mean he already possesses the ability to mass-produce specific nanomaterials solely through his powers?!" Upon realizing this, the few people who understood Bai Mo's abilities immediately felt their hair stand on end.

"Psionics... capable of nanoscale mass operation... No wonder he only needed a single finger to kill us..." With such informational hints, they could easily deduce the principle behind his Spirit Arts.

Disintegrating the microscopic structure of matter at the molecular level!

Furthermore, inferring from the volume of the nano-honeycomb, his disintegration range was actually still an almost outrageously immense size!

"Underground is no good either; there's also a defensive barrier there." A head suddenly emerged from the ground, relaying this fact in a dejected voice.

"Should we make a move?" Unless absolutely necessary, they did not wish to violently break through this wall.

Although everyone present could perceive that this invisible barrier could at most defend against the attacks of third-tier Ability Users, and fundamentally could not stop any one of them, Bai Mo's previous actions had clearly declared that any hostile act would be considered a breach of their agreement and would result in immediate annihilation.

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