Chapter 355

Luo De's words didn't just make Xian Zhuna panic.

Ying, who had just finished cleaning up the beast realm's hunting hounds, also couldn't help but look astonished.

Paimon became much more blunt.

After hearing Luo De's words, she immediately flew over and asked: "Luo De, are you telling the truth? Is Xian Zhuna trying to start a war again, rather than clearing that Burning Truth Phenomenon?"

Silusha also never imagined that the master acknowledged by the entire Floral Spirit clan would actually harbor such an evil thought!

Unlike Paimon.

She who recognized the floral god aura on Luo De's body didn't doubt his words at all, only her eyes filled with deep confusion as she looked at the man she had worked with for years and said: "Why?"

"Hmph, why?"

"You actually dare ask me why?!"

Although I don't know how Luo De found out about my plan, but seeing that the matter had been exposed, Xian Zhuna no longer concealed it, his face ferocious as he said: "Are the seniors of our Correction Theory Group really the sages of your Academy?"

"Start, Kaiselin clearly said"

Paimon hadn't finished speaking when the Great Merciful Tree King covered her mouth.

The heroes of old, yet their descendants betrayed their duty—not only did they not think of suppressing the Abyss, but they thought of releasing it again.

Why did such a thing happen?

The Great Merciful Tree King also wanted to know.

Especially why Xian Zhuna would say that his senior was not Nagazhuna, the brave warrior who fought the Abyss, but rather that he considered himself a descendant of Khaenri'ah people, and as a scholar of the Academy, despite having ample documents, his understanding of those ancient histories had several serious deviations.

What exactly happened in between? Ying, who also had doubts about this, didn't even get a chance to ask before Luo De stopped her.

Several people surrounded Xian Zhuna in the middle, staring at him with varied expressions.

Knowing that he could never escape with his own abilities, Xian Zhuna simply gave up, his words icy as he said: "Everyone says our Correction Theory Group is an Academy faction stationed here to suppress the Abyss, but in fact our group's documents are nothing but myth-like nonsense—outsiders can't understand them, and even we later generations can't read what's written, while the records of the Tuhe people are completely genuine historical documents."

"You are also a scholar, right?"

"Then I ask you, if you were to see such documents, how would you think?"

Xian Zhuna turned his head to look at Luo De, eyes gleaming with provocation as he said: "If it were you, you should also start questioning the authenticity of these documents!"

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Luo De didn't answer him, merely continuing to stare fixedly at his face.

The Great Merciful Tree King, likewise considered by Xian Zhuna to be an Academy scholar, showed the same ordinary reaction.

The resonance Xian Zhuna imagined between scholars did not appear.

Instead, it made the atmosphere sink further into an awkward silence.

Finding himself boring, Xian Zhuna snorted dissatisfiedly and then began speaking to himself: "Such a major documentary error, in my view, the so-called history and duty of the Correction Theory Group opposing the Abyss were likely originally fabricated myths."

"If it's a myth, why do we still need to obey it?"

"Moreover."

"Furthermore, discoveries in later relics only further confirmed my judgment."

Xian Zhuna's expression became like that of an Academy scholar who had discovered the truth, full of fervor as he spread his arms and said: "According to my research, when initially opposing the impurity here, there was no such Nagazhuna group—it was the warriors of the Tuhe people!"

"They are the true seniors of the Correction Theory Group!"

"Heh—"

"They gave everything for Sumeru, halted the spread of the Abyss, and sacrificed their lives for the righteous cause of protecting humanity."

"But what was the result!!"

"Their heroic name was not only not passed down by later generations, but was instead slandered as criminals, seen by all across the land as the villains who caused calamity!"

"Their deeds were further erased by those useless lot of the Academy, just like treating a desert—finally they attached the accomplishments of our Correction Theory Group's seniors onto the Academy's heroes, monopolizing all fame, and even expelled us from the Academy, leaving our later‑born children to suffer eternally on this god‑forsaken land!"

While saying these words.

Xian Zhuna's face was full of vengeful spite, utterly unmasking his hatred and grudge against the Academy.

Just.

No matter what he said.

Even if he had already exposed the Academy's false facade and recounted the full tragic plight of the Correction Theory Group,

Luo De and the others remained unmoved.

Looking at their eyes.

It was as if I were a performing big monkey.

Feeling insulted, Xian Zhuna's lips twitched a few times, then he threw out a new piece of 'evidence': "Look, look at that!"

His hand pointed far away to the huge hole in the sky, black liquid flowing everywhere, and he sneered: "The Burning Truth Phenomenon—this is the name the Academy gave it."

"But do you know what it is called in the Tuhe people's records?"

Having been met with silence several times, Xian Zhuna no longer asked, but directly said: "The Yearning Truth Phenomenon—this is what the Tuhe people call it, meaning that the phenomenon reflects the true object from beyond the heavens."

"This is why the Academy concealed the truth back then and slandered our Correction Theory Group!"

Xian Zhuna, who considered himself to have found the truth, clapped his hands and chuckled: "This unjust world—we should no longer have any mercy; it's time to bring true reality to this world, you say, right, Abyss priest?"

The words fell.

Pitch‑black suddenly emerged from behind Xian Zhuna, the immensely rich Abyssal power seeping outward from the darkness, and then a tall Abyssal emissary slowly stepped out; seeing the ice‑blue elemental energy drifting about him, this was an emissary who wielded Ice Elemental Power.

"Alas—"

Upon seeing the Abyssal emissary, the Great Merciful Tree King sighed.

She had originally still held a sliver of hope for Xian Zhuna.

But now.

The appearance of this Abyssal emissary also meant that Xian Zhuna was beyond saving.

He had already defected to the Abyss.

He thoroughly betrayed his ancestors, betrayed the Academy, and betrayed Sumeru.

"Foreigners, are you trying to stop me from obtaining the spiritual light and completing my great undertaking?"

Kelin Suo'er, who still hadn't grasped the situation, habitually began threatening Luo De and them as soon as he appeared.

Then he was hit.

Originally, Ying was preparing to act.

But she hadn't moved yet; Luo De merely swung a slap nonchalantly, and sent Kelin Suo'er flying hundreds of meters away.

The Abyssal Apostle is thick-skinned and tough, and still has armor protecting his body.

Such a slap is still not enough to kill him.

Before Kelin Suo'er could even recover from being slapped, countless thorn-covered vines shot up from beneath the gravel and firmly trapped him.

As the vines contracted,

The armor originally covering Kelin Suo'er's body instantly shattered, the sharp thorns directly pierced into his body, and the intense pain made the just‑still‑vigorous Kelin Suo'er suddenly howl in agony.

Upon first meeting,

the battle ended.

Seeing such a one‑sided battle, Naxianzhu na's legs went weak, he plopped down on the ground, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, completely lacking the earlier vigorous demeanor of pointing and commenting on everything.

"Your reliance doesn't look that reliable, does it?"

Meanwhile, Luo De continued to verbally attack Naxianzhu na.

Amid Kelin Suo'er's wails, Naxianzhu na couldn't utter a word.

After a long while.

He resignedly lowered his head and said, "Come on, kill me."

"Oh." Luo De granted his wish, slapping his head off.

Such a decisive action.

Seeing this, Ying and Paimon's eyelids twitched.

Upon second thought,

Luo De is our friend.

Their expressions and guard relaxed considerably.

Meanwhile,

Luo De looked at the still‑shouting Kelin Suo'er and directly called out his name: "Kelin Suo'er!"

"—!?"

Kelin Suo'er's shout cut off abruptly: "How do you know my name?"

Kelin Suo'er remembered it very clearly.

Since he came out, he hadn't even had a chance to give his name before Luo De pressed him to the ground and beat him up.

How could this stranger human know his name?

"This guy is the mastermind who bewitched Naxianzhu na and plotted to use the spiritual light to reverse the seal."

This was what Luo De said to the Great Merciful Tree King.

It also exactly satisfied the Great Merciful Tree King's myriad doubts about this matter.

"He bewitched him?"

Upon hearing Luo De say that, the Great Merciful Tree King's expression eased somewhat.

Fortunately.

Not the entire Najiazhuana Group has fallen; only the leader was bewitched by the Abyssal Apostle, and it hasn't reached an irredeemable point.

Meanwhile, Silusha moreover said disparagingly: "I never expected my leader to be such a person of poor conduct; fortunately, Mother, you personally arrived, otherwise I would surely be deceived by this wicked person and thus commit an unforgivable act."

"I am not your mother."

Amid Ying and Paimon's doubtful gazes, Luo De shook his head and said, "If we really count it, we do have a slight familial relation, but directly calling me mother is a bit excessive."

"But you clearly are."

Silusha did not give up, still wanting to address Luo De as Mother.

But when she met Luo De's gaze,

she suddenly felt somewhat upset.

After hesitating for a long while, she finally lowered her head and said, "Well, like Ying, I'll just call you Luo De."

"Hmm."

Luo De nodded in satisfaction.

Finally, he got this stubborn little guy to change his way of addressing.

Taken care of Srusha.

Luo De extended his hand and beckoned.

The Klinsoir, over a hundred meters away from him, was brought over by the vines.

"White Swan Knight Klinsoir."

"The forest ranger of the Naga Zhuna team, a pure-blooded descendant of the Khaenri'ah people, was tempted by the Abyss, and while cooperating with the Academy's investigation team to conduct an in-depth investigation of the desert, he began to doubt and question the legend of the one-armed sage saving the world."

"He ultimately succumbed to the Abyss's allure, fell to become an Abyss Apostle, and set Naga Zhuna as his target; with his silver tongue, he successfully got Naga Zhuna to agree with his view, and began to use the flower spirits at his disposal, attempting to bring the so-called truth back to the world."

Luo De listed Klinsoir's information item by item, as familiar as his own belongings.

This wasn't something he made up.

But was compiled from the Academy's data and some information he knew.

Yes.

The disheveled Abyssal Apostle before me is actually a pure-blooded Khaenri'ahn who successfully escaped the Abyss, and furthermore, he was a Swan Knight of Khaenri'ah's Knights who came to Sumeru back then to participate in the rescue.

What a pity.

Such an upright and brave Khaenri'ahn ultimately still had his eyes clouded by hatred over whether the world was too unfair to Khaenri'ahns, leading him onto this irreversible path.

"You!"

"You! You!"

Kelinsuoer's body trembled.

All of his past was laid bare by Luo De's few casual words, even more thoroughly than the records of the Abyssal Order.

Overwhelming strength.

Thorough understanding.

These caused Kelinsuoer to suddenly feel immense panic; his trembling mouth couldn't utter a complete sentence.

And Luo De had no intention of letting him go.

An Abyssal Apostle, this is!

Luo De hasn't seen such a great tonic in ages! If he strips all of the Abyssal Power from him, his own strength could increase by the amount of an Abyssal Apostle.

The current Luo De is not like before.

Back when he was clearing the Abyss.

He was still bound by his body's limits.

And now.

He can now freely draw on Abyssal Power.

Even if this Abyssal Power has already highly fused with an Abyssal Apostle.

That's fine.

A thin black thread suddenly sprouted from the vines binding Kelinsuoer, and then it began to spread in all directions toward Luo De.

The feeling of having Abyssal Power stripped away.

It's actually not painful.

Although the person involved, Kelinsuoer, clearly felt no pain, he again shouted curses to vent his frustration over losing his power and subordinates.

Soon.

Luo De then completely stripped all of the Abyssal Power from Kelinsuoer.

What followed was a faint crack barely audible to the ear.

Immediately after.

One could see that Kelinsuoer's Abyssal Armor completely vanished, and then a youth clad in white knight's attire fell out of the armor.

Judging from the insignia on that knight's attire.

This is exactly the Swan Knight of Khaenri'ah.

"This is his true body."

Looking at Kelinsuoer, who was a bit fairer than himself, Luo De curled his lips and said, 'Spare his/her life; once he wakes up, we can still make use of him.'

Having said that.

Luo De raised his head to look at the Heavenly Phenomenon of Burning Truth still shrouded in black smoke, his eyes full of resolve.

No matter what. Abyss! They must be completely eradicated from the Tiwatedalu continent! (End of chapter)

Abyss! We must make them completely disappear from Tiwatedalu! (End of chapter)