Chapter 512: The Golden Age
"I still have one last plan..." Yuan Wu Chu, still in his humane aspect, used his final moments to transmit his thoughts and prepared data to Nanxuan Qingye and the other three.
"Agreed." After listening, they pondered for a moment with solemn expressions, then nodded lightly, a relieved smile gracing their faces.
"Indeed, you were swayed by him." A few seconds later, the radiant vertical pupil on Yuan Wu Chu's forehead slowly began to close, and his humane aspect vanished once more, his tone turning cold.
"Unwilling to abandon unnecessary humanity for a higher level of divinity." The massive head whispered softly.
He seemed to have already anticipated the outcome, speaking both to the other four and to the other will within his own body.
Although the memories of the two personalities were not currently interconnected, the indifferent Yuan Wu Chu could still roughly guess what his other self was thinking. After all, the information both sides received, as well as the memories from before the personality split, were identical; only their perspectives on matters differed.
"Such divinity, we'd rather discard!"
"We braved countless hardships and led the human race to become masters of myriad races, not to become a god like you, devoid of emotion and empathy, who would abandon their own kin!"
The four, who had long made up their minds, naturally and resolutely rejected the offered chance.
Yuan Wu Chu no longer insisted on persuading his former companions.
Ultimately, the reason he had wasted so much time speaking with them instead of simply slaughtering them was merely due to the original personality's meddling within his body.
Had it not been for the interference of his other self, what was mere world destruction that he would need anyone else's input!
The very next instant the negotiations collapsed, the golden head exploded, and the immeasurable light surging forth transformed the dark night sky into dazzling daylight!
There was no technique involved, only sheer volume. Endless light of destruction radiated outwards from him, engulfing all life it touched.
Facing this already anticipated scene, they exchanged glances as they directly confronted the monstrous wave, then stepped into that forbidden realm with a will to die.
Through their recent exchange, the four had decided to cooperate with Yuan Wu Chu's other personality, even if it meant sacrificing their own lives to perish together with the personality that chose to annihilate the world.
Perhaps it was because the subconscious prayers of all sentient beings in the Manghuang Realm who still wished to live had invisibly converged, but even without developing a method to utilize faith spiritual power, this still made the four's breakthrough exceptionally smooth.
After all, the desire to live is every life's instinct.
The power unleashed by Yuan Wu Chu was simply too immense; even those hundreds or thousands of miles away still felt a prickling sensation, as if thorns were digging into their backs.
It was an oppressive sensation rooted in everyone's instincts, like the discomfort of a finger placed just a millimeter or two from touching one's glabella.
"So that's how it is?" Nanxuan Qingye had remained at the Divine level for several centuries, having achieved a meticulous degree of familiarity with the control and sensation of every part of his body.
Immediately after completing his breakthrough, he discovered that he had, in essence, opened a mysterious valve. The entire world seemed to be recharging itself for him, with endless power continuously pouring into his body.
But at the same time, a strange sense of emptiness, accompanied by the influx of power, began to pollute his will.
"There's nothing left to fear...
Nothing needs to matter...
Before infinite time, everything will become meaningless...
The mortal world, it's defiled again..."
Emptiness, world-weariness, indifference... a plethora of cold and sinister emotions and thoughts emerged one after another, immediately giving rise to many insane ideas he'd never had before.
"This isn't me!" Sensing something amiss, he immediately used a secret heart-cleansing technique, slaughtering all distracting thoughts.
But terrifyingly, as long as the influx of external power didn't cease, these distracting thoughts would sprout anew with the spring breeze.
However, Nanxuan Qingye and the others had no time to search for a way to avoid Daoization. Yuan Wu Chu's world-annihilating light was continuously pushing outwards like an endless great flood.
The Heaven-Gazing Platform, along with large swathes of surrounding palaces, had already been submerged, and not a single palace attendant was spared.
If they didn't execute their plan to stop him soon, it wouldn't take half a quarter-hour before the capital of the human empire would be completely flattened.
Disregarding the chaotic thoughts in their minds, they burned everything of themselves, transforming into streaks of heterochromatic light, and surged directly towards the center of that ocean of radiance!
"Human—Race—Eternal—Prosperity!" These four words were both their final dying declarations and the very first words heard by Si Mian Dao Ren after its birth.
In essence, it was not human, but a quasi-artificial intelligence hastily created by the Four Human Emperors—or rather, the Five Emperors—using their remains after they decided to perish together with Yuan Wu Chu's merciless personality, all to escort and protect the human race.
In the language of the Manghuang Realm, Xing Ju was a Yuan Ling.
Yuan Wu Chu's humane aspect also cared deeply for the human race. Over decades of contemplation, he had meticulously designed such a magnificent creation, almost as if writing code out of thin air.
However, to prevent even a trace of his power or memories from polluting Xing Ju, all designs and concepts existed solely within his thoughts, awaiting activation at the final moment using the power of the other four Emperors.
At his level, most imaginings were separated from reality only by the infusion of power; with a single thought, he could turn the void into reality.
Inheriting all the memories and a portion of the power of the Four Emperors, Xing Ju's sole mission was to protect and bless the human race in the future, sustaining this Golden Age that belonged to them forever.
"This is your Golden Age?" After browsing this truth about the ancient history of the human race, this was the first question Bai Mo posed.
In his eyes, the living standards of the vast majority of people under the Great Wei Dynasty were even inferior to those of an ordinary person on the original Earth. For a world with a history far longer than that of Earth's humanity, this was truly quite odd.
"After the Creators perished, their children have lived through two million three hundred eighty-seven thousand six hundred twenty-eight days and nights of the Golden Age. Outsider, why do you trouble this peace?" Xing Ju's words were somewhat strange.
"..."
"You mean you've kept this world's civilization stagnant for over six thousand years?" It took Bai Mo several full seconds to figure out what was going on.
"The Creators unanimously believed that the time of their passing was precisely the human race's Golden Age. I, this humble one, inherited their will to maintain everything unchanged—is there a problem with that?"
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