Chapter 1388 2500 Years

Chapter 1388 2500 Years

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Yan Hai showed a look of anger and frustration after hearing these words; "That trial was bullshit. Although I don't remember much, I still remember it was nothing but bullshit."

"Calm down, ancestor," Wang Wei swiftly said.

"You don't understand," Yan Hai said with gritted teeth. "After countless trials and tribulations, we finally reached the deepest part of the inner area and were given a choice: accept the flawed method or pass that bullshit trial to get a perfect method.

"But there was no perfect method. All the best talents and greatest minds of the Chaos Universe participated in the trial, and only five people survived; on top of that, we all failed. It was nothing but bullshit. Grand Dao did not want anyone with a perfect method, so he made that impossible trial."

Wang Wei was embarrassed as he realized he may have triggered some bad memories for her. Luckily, she did not remember exactly what happened during that trial or her reaction might have been more severe.

"You're right, ancestor, but there is nothing we can do now besides letting go," Wang Wei persuaded her. Yan Hai's chest rose up and down as she controlled her breathing to calm down. She snorted coldly to herself, her eyes displaying a sharp and intense killing intent that only she knew was the target.

"Is there anything else?"

"Huh, no," Wang Wei replied. Although he had a few more questions, he did not dare ask. Yan Hai ended the communication, and Wang Wei finally breathed in relief. He took a moment to regain his composure before meeting Wrath again.

"I'm sorry but I can't help you," Wang Wei said directly.

"Why?" Wrath asked, and Wang Wei explained everything, including Lu Chuntao's past and his deduction.

"Maybe you're wrong," Wrath argued. "After all, these are nothing but speculations."

"Even if that's true, I'm not willing to take the risk — at least, not now," Wang Wei replied calmly.

"By the time you're ready, it will be too late." Wang Wei shrugged at these words.

"Wang Wei, you —"

"Okay, don't say anything that will ruin our relationship," Wang Wei stopped her. "Don't forget your mission to your people. You should focus on surviving this catastrophe and become stronger in the upcoming era. That's the only way you'll be able to protect the Neo-Demons." @@novelbin@@

Wang Wei's words were sincere, and he hoped she would listen to him. Wrath stared at him before closing her eyes, exhaling deeply to calm down.

"You're extremely talented and have inherited the destiny of the devil race, meaning your future is very bright. However, you need time to grow and maybe even protection, so I recommend you join a faction," Wang Wei continued.

"Including your sect?" Wrath asked, looking directly in the eyes.

"Yes, including mine," Wang Wei nodded. "This is not the lower dimension, so you don't have to live with a chip on your shoulder. What the devil race has done was so long ago that few people care. And the ones who do remember do not care since they consider you guys losers.

"The only thing that may cause you problems is your identity as your master's disciple, but once people know Lu Chuntao has that artifact, no one will care about that."

"I see," Wrath nodded before turning around, preparing to leave.

"Wait."

"Is there anything else?"

"It's fine," Dulgun replied generously.

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In just a flash, 2500 years passed. The world was still in chaos as the two major wars continued. The two suns' vessels have disappeared, fighting in the Void Battlefield and out of sight. Meanwhile, Taoism could barely hold on with support from the Earth Emperor.

Undead Phoenix and Five Feathers have had two direct confrontations in the past two millennials, but anyone could tell they were testing ground rather than genuine battles.

"So, those two are ready to fight to the death?"

"That's right," Red Mask reported. "Five Feather's curse has increased drastically after she finished the Heart Soul Plague two hundred years ago, and Undead Phoenix has lost too many people in such a short period. He cannot allow her to grow any more powerful."

"How did hell did she succeed so fast? And why is this plague so potent?" Wang Wei asked. It was okay if she developed a plague that could affect Non-Immortal Cultivators, but the latest news said this plague could even kill Immortal Sovereigns and Dao Monarchs.

"That's why I'm here," Red Mask reported after a brief silence.

"Did something happen?" Wang Wei asked with a frown.

"Sage Pure Flame disappeared."

"What do you mean he disappeared?"

"It appeared the person we captured was a well-made clone, and I couldn't even tell the difference."

"You're telling me this now?" Wang Wei asked with a harsh tone.

"That's because the clone suddenly disappeared less than a month ago," Red Mask reported. "I wanted to recapture or find more information before reporting."

"Report these kinds of things to me as soon as possible, understood?"

"Yes, sir."

Wang Wei massaged his temple as he pondered: "Are you saying the Five Feathers' plague is the same as Pure Flame?"

"Not the same, but based on it."

"Did he give it to her himself? Did they do it voluntarily, or is he someone else pawn? Something fishy is going on, but I can't wrap my head around it," Wang Wei muttered.

"How dangerous is this plague?"

"Preliminary analysis is that we should be able to cure it, but it takes time," Red Mask responded truthfully.

"Time we may not have," Wang Wei rebutted. As expected, after a short peace, everything was rapidly going to shit.

"According to the original plan, we should have had our people participate in the creation so we could have a cure at hand to prevent it from going out of control. How is that going?"

"I apologize, but something went wrong."

"Of course it did," Wang Wei complained. "What exactly?"

"None of our people participated in the final steps of its creation," Red Mask reported. "We know that only Five Feathers and one other individual know the final formula, but we don't even know who that is."