The final phase has many steps, and Wang Wei walked toward the first step. Inside one of the rooms of the base, two formations stood next to each other.
On the left side, a dark red aura kept gathering at the center of the formation. Meanwhile, on the right side, a golden aura gathered. Wang Wei checked the left side since it worked faster than the other.
As he looked at the red aura, he could hear cries of despair. Anyone without sufficient Willpower could not observe the formation for long. Without saying much, he checked both formations one last time before leaving.
“Sir Chu Mo, what is the next step of our plan?”
“For the next step, I need a few Emperor Artifacts for sacrifices,” said Wang Wei calmly, making the others’ eyebrows twitch; they immediately knew they would be paying.
“Is that necessary?” asked Yellow Heart.
“Without it, step three cannot succeed. If you guys want, I can stop my actions. After all, you have dealt a great blow to the demon race. Maybe, this success is enough for you.”
The four became quiet as they secretly communicated through Divine Sense.
“Sir Chu Mo, how important is the next step?”
“If we succeed, the humans of this world will finally have a chance to overthrow the demon race and even become this world’s protagonist.”
“If succeeded?”
“I won’t lie: there is a chance of failure.”
The others frowned as they considered the situation. Although things looked favorable to them, they knew this was not the case. It’s only a matter of time before the Alliance quickly regained control of the situation and counter-attack against the humans–especially the enslaved ones. Although their resistance took the opportunity to plunder and liberate another 5% of the human population, the remaining one will still suffer terribly.
“Fine, we agree,” said Green Heart, and Wang Wei nodded. The next day, he sat cross-legged in a room with a few Emperor Artifacts floating around him.
‘With the Ancestor’s clone, the fourth incarnation has reached the Quasi-Emperor Realm and condensed many black holes. With its power, this plan has a higher chance of success, but I should slow down from now to prevent some problems from occurring with the incarnations.
‘Alright, let’s begin.’
One of the Emperor Artifacts glowed before a flame suddenly appeared, slowly destroying it. Meanwhile, Wang Wei immediately borrowed the strength of 4 incarnations.
‘The strength of 1-Leaf Immortal? The current me would survive Ye Tuizhi’s attack without a scratch.’
He then concentrated as he summoned his physique’s vision. So, a version of himself sitting on a throne with the River of Fate at his feet appeared behind him.
Using that River of Fate, Wang Wei summoned the Main Branch of the River that connects everything and everyone in the Endless Void, including all Heaven Will World and their world communities.
As Wang Wei gazed at that river, he felt that he was all-powerful and all-knowing: he felt he could control the fate of everything in existence, including all Daos–he felt free.
Immediately, he used his Willpower to reign his mind.
‘Whoo, that was a little scary.’
He knew if not for his strong Willpower, he would have given in to that feeling, and the River of Fate would swallow him, making him a part of it.
‘I can waste time since I don’t have long.’
He used the River of Fate to search for a particular string. It took him a few minutes to swim or navigate, but he did find what he was looking for. He did not immediately interact with that string but activated the Shadow One’s Chaos Treasure to ensure he could not be detected. Then, he focused on that string.
Wang Wei gaze changed as he saw somewhere in the Endless Void, countless trillion light-years away from his location, in some unknown World Community.
It was a humongous beast with a black body, scales, and one horn.
‘A Tier 10 Void Beast,’ thought Wang Wei as he watched the sleeping beast. He briefly observed it before taking action. He directly used a Soul Attack, creating a sword that stabbed the beast’s Sea of Consciousness.
His attack did not work, but it did anger the beast and woke it up. Then, Wang Wei acted swiftly.
[Fated Destination]
He manipulated the beast’s Fate Strings through the River of Fate to make it as if he was destined or fated to be at a specific destination, thus achieving teleported. And the destination of that beast was the territory of the Great Roc Tribe in the Demon Supremacy World.
Bang!
An enormous black beast suddenly appeared on top of the Great Roc Tribe. Luckily, the Emperor Formations activated, preventing any catastrophe.
However, the beast was now enraged. He was in the middle of an essential cultivation advancement when someone disturbed him, wasting a lot of time. So, he wanted to destroy everything in its sight.
In the Human Resistance Base, Wang Wei opened his eyes; his complexion paled. He could sense that his main body’s soul was injured in the process. Nevertheless, he knew this was not the end.
The Void Beast will not be the opponent of the three Insurgents of the Eternal Tribes despite being the equivalent of a Great Emperor. However, Wang Wei chose one with great defense so it could last longer against these three.
He also calculated that the other two tribes would not immediately come to rescue the Great Roc Tribe; they would take this opportunity to weaken them and remove their status as the most powerful tribe in this world.
Wang Wei looked at the Emperor Artifacts next to him. He asked for seven for this plan but only used two. So, he did not hesitate to pocket the other five as payment for his services.
As for the other two, they turned into powder after being sacrificed to boost his Fate Ability.
“Sir Chu Mo, are you alright?” asked the Colored Daoist once he exited the room.
“There is no time to waste. Remember the plan?”
“Yes. When the other three come to the Great Roc’s aid, we will take this opportunity to attack and destroy even more Emperor Tribes.”
“Good. Now, I have something else to do.”
Wang Wei’s projection teleported to the Great Roc tribe’s main habitat, a towering tree with different caves dug in for people to live. The higher a person lived on the tree, the higher their social status.
Before the start of his plan, he stuck one of his spirit particles on one of the tribe’s members so his projection could secretly infiltrate. Once he arrived, he began to divine something and even activated his Luck, ignoring all the rocs flying around with scared expressions.
‘If my calculations are correct, they should be the ones who have it.’
He knew he did not have long, so he had to be fast. Soon, he found what he was searching for: it was an entrance to a secret realm. He waved his hand, and a space ring appeared in his hand: it was Great Roc’s Patriarch’s space ring.
With his subtle manipulation of space and the fact the latter was distracted activating the tribe’s formation, this was easier than expected. He took out the patriarch’s token from the space ring but immediately frowned as it was connected to its owner and unusable by others.
So, he looked in the direction of the patriarch and copied the latter’s Fate. Although the patriarch was a powerful Quasi-Emperor, he was nothing in front of Wang Wei.
With control of the token, he could now access the secret realm he wanted. However, things did not appear to go smoothly. No one was inside as they most likely left to deal with the Void Beast.
In such a dangerous situation, everyone’s strength is helpful. What stopped him was an Emperor Formation specially designed to protect what was inside.
Wang Wei did not waste time as he took out a talisman from Origin One and activated it. He controlled the attack to focus on a specific point of the formation to create a small gap.
And from that small gap, he slipped in his Array Virus that has one of his Spirit Particles sealed inside. Then, through that particle, his projection bypassed the Emperor Formation.
However, Wang Wei knew he did not have much time since someone should have detected the fluctuation when he used the talisman. So, when he saw a cauldron with designs of demons inside, his eyes lit up.
‘The demon race’s Luck Condensing Treasure.’
He calculated that this treasure would be in the hands of one of the three eternal tribes. And considering the Great Roc was the first one, they most likely had it, and he was correct.
Suddenly, he felt a tremendous desire to swallow the cauldron, and he knew the desire came from the Human Destiny Sword in his hand. After appeasing the sword, he took action.
Wang Wei did not immediately take the cauldron as he knew it was semi-sentient and would not allow anyone besides the demon race to touch it. So, he sealed the cauldron before immediately sending it to his main body.
Then, he dispersed the projection and even destroyed his spirit particles to remove all his traces.
Back in the Deceiving Trial, Wang Wei’s main body called Ancestor Wucheng and tasked him to use the Human Destiny Sword to separate the absorb the demon race’s luck back in the sect.
A portion goes to the sword, while the rest goes to the sect.
Back in the resistance’s base, he condensed another projection and waited as he observed the battle with the Void Beast. A few hours later, the Colored Daoists returned with a smile. Then, they also watched the fight.
The other two tribes finally interfered after the Great Roc suffered a significant casualty. Then, after working together, they injured the Void Beast, forcing it to run away.
Regrettably, these tribes did not have a long time to celebrate their plans as a golden dragon suddenly appeared that surrounded the entire Demon Supremacy World.
The dragon–with the character for “demon” on its back–roared in agony in the Heavens before dispersing into countless motes of lights. Following this, all demons, no matter their status, felt overwhelming grief as if something had been stripped from them; the pain was as unbearable as their mother passing away.
‘The Human Destiny Sword is way more important than people realized. I cannot believe they just let something like that in Sun Jiaolong’s hand.’
Wang Wei knew without the sword, he could not absorb all of the cauldron’s luck. The best he could do was to slowly weaken the demon race’s luck through time. Nevertheless, he felt it was too reckless to leave something with such a potentially catastrophic effect in the hands of someone like Sun Jiaolong.
‘When I become Emperor, I must find a better place to hide this thing. Otherwise, if someone used the same tactic I did, the humans in the Myriad Emperor World would suffer.’
“Sir, did you do this?”
“Yes,” replied Wang Wei calmly. “If you want humans to have a chance in this world, the best way to do so is to remove the demon race’s status as this World’s Protagonists.
“Now that their Qi Luck is no longer condensed, many problems will occur, and their status as protagonists will slowly disappear. Now, you have to take the opportunity to rise.”
“From the bottom of our hearts, you have the heartfelt thanks of the human race,” said all four Colored Daoists, even bowing deeply to him.
“I accept your gratitude. Now, follow me; we still have a few finishing touches.”
Wang Wei brought them to the room with the two formations. He pointed to the one on the right.
“This formation will gather all the grievances, pain, suffering, and hatred of humans since the Supremacy Era to condense a powerful weapon that is highly effective against demons. I call it the Demon Slaughtering Sword.
“I believe when it’s born, it would probably be on par with an innate treasure of the highest rate, if not more powerful. It will be your greatest reliance in this upcoming fight.”
He then pointed to the right.
“This formation will condense the human’s luck, ensuring your prosperity. Furthermore, I’ve cast a Luck Spell with the formation to create a Racial Son of Destiny. They should be an extremely talented individual born to lead humans to prosperity in this world.
“I’ve ensured they will be born in this generation, but you don’t have much time to train him before the Heaven Will. Nevertheless, as long as that person can prove the Dao, the humans of this world will be set.”
That person has a high chance of winning with the Demon Slaughter Sword, the Destiny Sword, and how the demon race is currently in shambles.
“We cannot thank you enough,” said Green Heart.
“No need for thanks. Tell that person they owe me a favor, and I will come to collect the debt in the future.”
“Sir, with all you’ve done for us, we will go through hell and high for you.”
Wang Wei nodded. “Finally, the last point you have to consider is the Lower Realm.”
The four immediately began to listen.
“The Alliance has essentially conquered the majority of the Lower Realm, with countless worlds under their control. Although it looked like they were in danger now, give them enough time, and they could replenish their low-level demon population and even recondensed their race’s Luck Dragon.
“Not to mention the large human population in these worlds.”
“So, what should we do?”
“The same tactics we used to deal with the low-level demons: spread chaos amongst them. Now, you can do it yourself or pay me to do it for you. What’s it going to be.”
These Daoists’ lips almost twitch. A few seconds ago, they were all emotional and thankful. But now, they were back to doing business.
“Sir, we will pay,” said Green Heart, knowing this was the best option.
Wang Wei nodded before talking about his payment from their 20% of the agreement. Then, he went back to the room.
The main body acquired a drop of a Soul Tear, an Emperor Level resource of the sect. So, his injuries were healed in just a few hours with enough medical remedy stored in his body.
So, he used his Soul Network to access all the worlds in the Demon Supremacy World Community. Usually, he could not see all of them since they were not from his community.
But, the demon race’s Qi Luck he recently stole connected to many worlds in the Lower Realm. So, he could divine their position and gain access to them through his Soul Network.
So, he began to instill the demonic bloodline improvement arts in the minds of all the low-level demons across many Small, Middle, And Great Thousand Worlds.
The process was exhausting, but he finished in four days. Finally, Wang Wei ended his projection and opened his eyes to the Deceiving Trial. He stretched his body out before walking out of his room, where Wang Wucheng waited for him.
“Kid, I don’t know what to say.”
He honestly did not know how to describe the past month’s events.