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Northern Wasteland...

The expressions of the Thunder Department generals were somewhat peculiar.

The Northern Wasteland, a place that many forces sought to seize in the past, is still eyed by several powers now. But everyone knows that Chen Qing’s Warrior Army is fully stationed there.

Although it doesn’t completely belong to Chen Qing now, it’s actually within his control.

Landing there, could it be that the boss he...

"You don’t need that look...." Wang Lingguan spoke: "I have indeed reached an agreement with Chen Qing."

"Um...."

"I traded a feast of Heaven Crystal Stones and several frozen Blood Essences for a perimeter in the Northern Grassland for his stationed area."

"He’s willing to let us station next to him?" The subordinates were somewhat surprised.

"He’s far more ambitious than you think...." Wang Lingguan’s eyes were complicated.

To be honest, Elder Long’s ambition was not small back then, but in terms of determination, it was far from comparable. Chen Qing this time looks like a gambler, yet in the current circumstances, without gambling, there’s no chance. Deep down, he feels that this kid... will most likely win the bet!

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"Lord Buddha, we have received divine communication, it’s from Heaven’s Court!"

Within the Yundu Palace, the palace, which had been severely damaged during that great battle, was now splendidly restored, radiating dazzling Buddha Light. The citizens of Yundu worshipped under the Buddha Light, quickly transforming, slowly awakening the seeds of their past lives.

The Buddha Kingdom’s power strengthens with Reincarnation over time.

By now, countless beings have had seeds planted in them, not only humans but also various demons and even livestock turned into spirits come to worship in Yundu.

This mechanism allows for high-quality military forces to form in just a few months!

"Heaven’s Court?" Old Liu squinted, knowing that the South is in chaos too. He’s aware that Heaven’s Court made a big gamble this time, sending Three-Eyed with the elite forces to Vermilion Bird City.

Given Chen Qing’s personality, he likely won’t miss this chance nor tolerate Heaven’s Court setting their first station right next to him, especially since they have plans for his Southeast County.

"What’s the message?"

"Uh...." The reporting Buddha hesitated a bit, clearly struggling to digest the news, whispered: "The message came from the Sharp-Hearing Ear Divine General. Heaven’s Court was shattered by Extraterrestrial Demons, the Heavenly Emperor met his demise, the four Heavenly King’s army broke through at great risk, with heavy casualties.

Now they are asking for our help, hoping that we, of the same origin, will take them in and assist them against Wang Lingguan. "

"Oh?" Old Liu’s pupils shrunk, even someone like him was heavily shaken by the news.

Heaven’s Court... is gone just like that?

That was the force Elder Long solidified over billions of years, which forced the other three major powers to maintain a balance.

This world survived three consecutive Eras without breaking the balance mainly because of Heaven’s Court’s unique style and deterrent power, leading to little progress among the major forces.

Whoever gets too big is suppressed by them, acting both as a disrupting force and a balancer.

That they achieved this highlights their strength. The other thirty major forces, including the strongest Demon Realm, dare not claim they can swallow them alone.

And this power that troubled them for countless years, vanished just like that?

What a joke!

"Lord Buddha, could this be a trap?" The Buddha cautiously asked.

Old Liu stayed silent for a while, then shook his head: "It’s not a trap..."

"Uh?"

"Elder Long used the Emperor Dao Fruit to consolidate his power, which was vastly unsuitable for someone like him. Struggling to maintain it, using Heaven’s Court’s demise as a pretext damages imperial dignity greatly, possibly causing the already fragile Emperor Dao Fruit to utterly collapse.

He wouldn’t do something so risky; someone like him. .. lacks that kind of gut!"

All Buddhas: "....."

"Indeed impressive...." Old Liu stood up, looking south: "I released him, believing only he could break the balance, and hoping he’d reveal some new information. But I didn’t expect him to grow so quickly, like a gambler, with a style completely different from before."

"Nonetheless, data is data, even if replicated identically, it won’t be completely the same person they once were. After all..... it is life, isn’t it..." Old Liu suddenly smiled happily.

Everyone denies being mere data, insists they’re the person they once were, fearing true self-recognition. But he dares to acknowledge, knowing his former self died long ago, and the uploaded data is indeed something else.

But what’s bad about that?

Being oneself, incomparable to anyone, an irreplaceable existence; even a clone can’t substitute oneself. Chen Qing has already proved this.

"You’re saying, Chen Qing did it?"

"Who else could it be?" Old Liu smiled.

All Buddhas gasped, even the Victorious Fighting Buddha widened his eyes.

Could this guy reach such a step?

Really?

Back then, he hated the Heavenly Emperor deeply but could only incite a few followers to break off and become independent.

How long has Chen Qing lived?

Could he possibly have taken down that old man?

"That old thing really died?" The Victorious Fighting Buddha felt it unbelievable.

"Not necessarily dead." Old Liu gazed at the heavens: "Among us, he’s the one with the least bottom line. He could betray humanity entirely for power back then, and naturally could betray everything now for it, as long as he’s at the zenith, his identity matters not."

Many Buddhas didn’t understand this, but some veteran Buddhas closed their eyes, reciting Amitabha Buddha.

Some elders knew what happened back then.

Back then, Elder Long led the world war; though the Western faction was insane, their goal was merely to control the global network and eventually compel governments everywhere to concede, thus forming a unique influence.

But Elder Long went to extremes, believing that if their group was exposed, they’d be targeted madly by new rulers. No rulers would tolerate their existence, so the best way was to digitize the whole world.

When Long proposed it, even the Westerns were shocked; it was too insane, making them hesitate for quite a while.

It’s known that Western capitalist families never consider humans as humans, but compared to some Central Union schemers, they’re indeed the lesser evil.

"I don’t know what method Chen Qing used, but that old man won’t die so easily. I’ve suspected for a long time, he’s likely been hedging his bets on both sides for a long time."

"Both sides?" The Buddha froze: "With whom? Could it be..." He looked towards Outer Space, instantly horrified, that old man... would he really become...

"Nothing is surprising with him, but Chen Qing..." Old Liu looked skyward, laughing: "Such a big appetite, let’s see if he can swallow it all!"