The Minister on the other side said, "Your Majesty, we should begin the testing. The annihilation of the continent is imminent, and we don't have much time left."
The emperor was still hesitant. If he made this decision, perhaps even more people would die. Everything depended on his single thought.
During battles, he could command decisively and ruthlessly. When faced with the deaths of soldiers, he could say that as long as the war was won, their deaths were worthwhile. But now, people from all over the world have gathered here.
He didn't feel happy at all; he only felt that this was the only refuge people could think of before the disaster struck: the imperial city.
If the imperial city is destroyed and everyone is annihilated, then what is the point of his conquests?
Suddenly, the emperor seemed to remember something. He stood up from his dragon throne, slowly descended the steps, and, dressed in a dragon robe and a flat crown, walked slowly toward the gate of the main hall.
The prime minister and the other officials followed behind him.
Apart from the Sword Sect leader, he still stroked his silver-white beard with a smile, looking at the ministers walking outside. These people were all powerful figures in their time.
Even the prime minister is at the Great Perfection of the Tribulation Transcending Stage. He has lived for far too long. This prime minister has always been by the emperor's side and has made great contributions. The emperor has never been stingy with cultivation resources.
The emperor walked to the high platform outside, and his figure gradually rose. He hovered at the highest point, looking out from the imperial city. Except for the people inside the imperial city, everyone was still living their normal lives in an orderly manner.
People from the outer city kept pouring in. He had arranged for soldiers to maintain order early on to prevent the riots from starting too quickly. The prime ministers followed in his footsteps, standing high in the air behind him, looking down at the people in the imperial city.
The emperor said, "The people only know that wherever I am, they will be at peace."
The Prime Minister said, "Because Your Majesty has given all the people of the land a shared sense of security."
That's true; throughout the ages, no human emperor has ever massacred ordinary people.
The ministers and the emperor looked down at the people below.
The emperor of the mortal realm suddenly said, "Start it."
The Prime Minister instantly understood his thoughts. "You're planning to use the method the Sword Sect leader used, the Dark Realm?"
The emperor nodded slightly: "Yes, this is the only way for now. I have already contacted the Dark Realm Gate, and I will make a deal with it then."
The Prime Minister's eyes widened instantly: "Absolutely not, Your Majesty! If you want to make a deal, you can let me wait here."
The emperor chuckled lightly: "It's alright, you can be on standby anytime. If my strength is insufficient, you can step in for me."
The Prime Minister immediately led all the ministers in bowing: "We would gladly die for you!"
All the ministers echoed in unison, "We would gladly die for you!"
The sect leader below, seeing all this, smiled slightly and nodded. He then vanished from the place in a phantom form and reappeared back at the Eternal Sword Sect.
The sect had always been located on the outskirts of the imperial city. After he returned, he issued an order for all disciples to gather in the imperial city.
The other sects also abandoned everything at this moment and rushed to the imperial city. Some people's homes had been destroyed, but fortunately they were quick to escape.
Seeing that all the disciples were evacuating safely and in an orderly manner, the sect leader also gave them a way to contact each other in the other world.
Standing next to him, Changming smiled and said, "Senior Brother, you've acted so quickly this time, aren't you afraid of any unexpected changes?"
The sect leader looked at the almost translucent person: "Are you really alright?"
Changming shook his head: "It's alright. When the time comes, I will automatically return to where I am supposed to go."
The sect leader carefully examined this seemingly insignificant figure. If he hadn't deliberately appeared beside him, he probably would have ignored him as well.
Although the sect leader could instantly recall all his memories every time he spoke, the fact that it happened every time caused a momentary pause, though this pause was negligible.
The sect leader said, "The Dark Realm, Xiao Ye mentioned it briefly before, but not much."
At that time, it was just a casual chat between the three of them. Ye Shang once said that every time her consciousness returned, it passed through that dark place and was then teleported to a stone that was shimmering with light. This was the Xuan Tian Continent where they lived.
It seems there are other worlds. The sect leader was actually a little uneasy. He wondered where they would go if they couldn't be teleported to Xiao Ye's world.
But if they were teleported to the world where Xiao Ye was, every single one of these cultivators would be an intruder, and intruders never know what will happen when they first arrive in a place.
This can almost be described as a conflict between two races.
The sect leader looked into the distance with some worry, his aged eyes filled with contemplation.
He murmured, "I wonder if things are going well with Xiao Ye."
When Ye Shang returned before, she mentioned that another force was eyeing her covetously, and she had been working hard to change that.
Changming didn't disturb him any further, standing quietly to the side, gazing into the distance. His fate was something he had already decided long ago, and there was nothing he could change, especially since it was what he had hoped for.
Ah Shang.......
In the present world, Ye Shang is leading countless superhumans on a journey to a distant place. All the superhumans who can fly are flying in the air with the group.
Those who cannot fly either sit in vehicles, run on land, or rely on their special abilities to march.
The speed is not slow.
Ye Shang stood on the Light Shadow Sword. She had underestimated the cultivation of these superhumans. Some of them had actually cultivated to the Golden Core realm and could use magical artifacts to fly on swords.
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