Chapter 677: Alliance

“Oh?”

Upon hearing the news of the Blood Prison Divine Emperor, Fang Xing immediately wore a thoughtful expression.

Originally, the Blood Prison Divine Emperor had sold his own civilization at a high price to gain entry into the Transcendence Legacy Realm.

Not only did he venture within the Transcendence Realm, but he also leveraged the Starry Civilization’s resources to break through into the Dao Lord realm! — Clearly, during a crisis of civilization’s survival, the Starry Civilization would never hoard the rare resources needed to reach Dao Lord.

Even when Fang Xing had merely revealed his Fifth-Rank Law Lord power, the Wan Jian Dao Lord had made a promise.

For the Blood Prison Divine Emperor, who was already a Fifth-Rank Law Lord, receiving sponsorship to ascend to Dao Lord was certainly possible.

Yet after his ascension, he turned right around and sold out the Starry Civilization!

What a textbook example of eating humble pie while acting like a king.

‘He did seize the opportunity — a civilization’s collapse isn’t something you see every day.’

Fang Xing silently mused: ‘Will the Insect Civilization accept it?’

‘The Beast Civilization is uncertain, but if the Human Civilization surrenders, they’ll likely accept it — after all, Lord Han Sen is merely gravely wounded and asleep, not dead…’

Wan Jian Dao Lord sighed bitterly: ‘When Lord Han Sen returns after tens of thousands of years and finds our Human Civilization entirely subjugated to the Insects, our strongest warriors turned into soul-slaves of Insect elites… the two civilizations nearly fused as one — what would his feelings be?’

‘This isn’t integration — it’s being devoured.’

Fang Xing shook his head and reviewed the data: ‘Oh? A celebration being held on Blood Prison Continent?’

‘A dignified surrender isn’t necessarily no path at all.’

Wan Jian Dao Lord only smiled bitterly, his spirit worn thin: ‘You arrived just in time — soon, I too will sever all ties to the Grand Void Universe, go completely silent, and wait for the day Lord Han Sen awakens…’

With the great battle lost, the Grand Void Universe’s core AI of the Starry Civilization will inevitably fall into Insect hands, then be controlled, searched, and located…

To hide, one must first learn to ‘go offline.’

At this point, not just the Insects, but even many among Humanity wish to betray Wan Jian Dao Lord.

‘I don’t accept that!’

Fang Xing replied: ‘Since none of the three Eternal Beings can act now, doesn’t that mean if we deal with the Civilization’s Dirge, everything can still be reversed?’

‘But so what? You don’t think the Civilization’s Dirge is just an ordinary Dao Lord, or even a peak Dao Lord, do you?’

Wan Jian Dao Lord gazed deeply at Fang Xing: ‘That is the power of a miracle — capable of standing against an entity just entering Eternity…’

‘Regardless, now that the Starry Civilization has retreated and Blood Prison has risen again… my Blue Star Civilization must step onto the stage.’

Fang Xing smiled: ‘Wan Jian Dao Lord, pay attention to the celebration on Blood Prison Continent — then you’ll understand why I say this.’

…

Blood Prison Continent.

Once the core of the Blood Prison Civilization, even after briefly merging into the Starry Civilization, it had resisted assimilation.

Now, the entire Blood Prison Continent was shrouded in a crimson glow.

The Blood Prison Civilization was ‘decorating with lanterns and streamers’ to celebrate their Emperor’s ascension to Dao Lord, the restoration of their original territorial domain, and even the potential to replace the Starry Civilization as Humanity’s foremost civilization!

And what was the Blood Prison Civilization’s theme?

Worship of blood, love of slaughter, savagery…

Walking across Blood Prison Continent, Xiao felt a chill: ‘I never thought… the final outcome would be this — the Beast Civilization is finished, the Human Starry Civilization has stepped down, and Blood Prison Civilization is preparing to kneel…’

At this moment, Xiao had altered his skin tone and eye color to resemble an ordinary Blood Prison Human of Star Lord rank, his long crimson hair cascading like a waterfall.

On a single strand of hair, within a speck of dust, sat a palace — the Yuan Yan Palace.

‘Sigh… I spent my whole life running, yet here I am again.’

Kui Lan sat upon the throne, stroking the head of a fellow Yuan Yan Beast, sighing.

He had fared poorly among Humans, then opportunistically joined the Beast Civilization and received cultivation support.

But now the Beast Ancestor had perished — it would take at least hundreds of millions of years to revive!

Taking advantage of this, the Insects were striking the wounded, even the Devourer Lord had fallen in battle — what could he do?

He could only use his contacts to re-infiltrate Human territory.

But he hadn’t expected Human territory to be any better.

‘Why… did you come to Blood Prison Continent?’

Kui Lan, idly playing with the small creature at his feet, asked curiously.

‘The most dangerous place is the safest place.’

‘Since the Blood Prison Divine Emperor has decided to kneel… he must have secured some privileges — not only himself exempt from enslavement, but Blood Prison Continent likely as well…’

Xiao observed his surroundings while silently speaking with his spiritual sense: ‘Besides… I don’t believe Human resistance will be so easily crushed. I want to see… whether anyone will join a civilization in its final demise.’

‘Hmph. Boring emotions.’

Kui Lan snorted.

He was a Yuan Yan Beast — a naturally solitary being — so even seeing a fellow of his kind delighted him.

He simply couldn’t understand Xiao’s thoughts.

‘Forget it… I’m just here to take a look.’

Xiao’s voice was low: ‘After all… to the Starry Civilization, I’m an outsider too, aren’t I?’

He felt no belonging to the Starry Civilization — otherwise he wouldn’t have conspired with Kui Lan to betray the Starry Civilization’s native Law Lords.

But he was still Human. Seeing the Blood Prison Civilization’s antics, he still wanted to witness their fate.

…

Imperial Capital.

The Blood Prison Divine Emperor's blood-red hair fell over his shoulders, his gaze solemn: 'Begin the celebration...'

Standing atop the highest point, he gazed down at the entire Blood Prison Continent, thinking to himself: ‘I am not wrong… I have done my utmost. Now that the Starry Civilization has collapsed, I must find another path for my people…’

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

In a vast conference chamber, representatives of various civilizations entered, their faces grim.

Among them were even the aquatic beings of the Deep Sea Civilization.

Most were middle- or low-tier civilizations — weak in power, tiny in territory, some with only a few life-bearing planets, unnoticed by the Insects, untouched by war.

But that day would not be far off.

Thus, at the Blood Prison Civilization’s invitation, they had all sent envoys.

!

‘Today, I rebuild the Blood Prison Civilization… and wish to form the Blood Prison Alliance. Here is the document — examine it.’

The Blood Prison Divine Emperor wasted no words; the documents were instantly transmitted to all hands.

‘This…’

The Deep Sea Civilization’s aquatic being clenched his teeth: ‘Establishing a Human protection zone is barely enough to preserve a spark… but these later clauses — encouraging reproduction, creating the “Blood Prison Realm,” selecting geniuses every century with a 99.99% death rate… those who succeed are summoned by the Insects… what are you trying to do?’

‘It’s not what I want — it’s what the Insects want. Clearly, they need our talented ones to become their soul-slaves.’

The Blood Prison Divine Emperor spoke plainly.

The representatives fell silent.

The bloody trials were cruel enough already.

And these geniuses — one emerging from billions — would ultimately become soul-servants of the Insects?

Such geniuses, if they survived, had great potential to become Law Lords.

Yet while still at Star Lord rank, or even below, any Insect warrior could enslave them.

In the end, a single Insect Star Lord warrior might command a Human Law Lord as a soul-slave!

‘Why do the Insects spare Humanity, unlike the Beast Civilization, which was exterminated? It’s because we’re useful!’

The Blood Prison Divine Emperor spoke calmly: ‘If any of you prefer total civilization annihilation, you may refuse my agreement, and decline to join the Blood Prison Alliance…’

At these words, the representatives of other civilizations paled.

Suddenly!

The entire Blood Prison Continent trembled; countless sword-shaped shadows coalesced into a river spanning the cosmos.

‘Huh? The Way of Ten Thousand Swords?’

The Blood Prison Divine Emperor’s expression hardened; he instantly transformed into a river of blood and rushed beyond Blood Prison Continent: ‘Wan Jian Dao Lord?! No… not quite!’

‘You managed to see through it — not bad.’

A figure appeared — Fang Xing.

After refining his Pan Wu Primordial Dao Seed, the true power of the Pan Wu Dao had fully manifested — he now realized its overwhelming dominance over all other paths.

With just a slight display, he could mimic the Way of Ten Thousand Swords — still imperfect, but convincing enough at first glance.

‘Blood Prison Divine Emperor, you’re not being fair. I’m the representative of Blue Star Civilization — why wasn’t I invited to the meeting?’

Fang Xing smiled.

‘So it’s you…’

The Blood Prison Divine Emperor’s face darkened — Fang Xing’s arrival now looked unmistakably like an act of sabotage.

Even if Fang Xing sincerely sought to defect, he had killed an Insect Dao Lord — one who could not be revived — and was already on the wanted list. The Blood Prison Divine Emperor would never dare accept him.

Moreover, Fang Xing had a grudge against the Blood Prison Civilization.

The Blood Prison Divine Emperor still remembered how Fang Xing had slain the Blood Origin Mountain Lord.

Had Fang Xing not yet reached Dao Lord, the Blood Prison Divine Emperor would have struck the moment he appeared.

At this moment, countless spies witnessed the scene and broadcast it across countless networks.

Deep within the Dark Universe, in a place of temporal chaos.

Inside a strangely shaped sword-shaped vessel, Wan Jian Dao Lord was about to sever all Grand Void network communications when he saw this scene — his eyes widened in shock: ‘Fang Xing… you actually went? Are you mad? Even if you defeat the Blood Prison Divine Emperor, can you possibly stand against the Insect army behind him?’

"If we cannot defeat that Civilization's Elegy Singer, what use is any of it?"

He began dialing Fang Xing’s comm, muttering, "I hope it’s not too late to run..."

Although Fang Xing did not show up for the great battle, causing the Master of Ten Thousand Swords to grumble, compared to the Blood Prison Divine Emperor, he had practically become a sage with only a tiny flaw in pure jade.

"Look! There will always be those who cannot stand it, always someone who will act."

On the Blood Prison Continent, Xiao saw this scene—and for once, this boy who was always as cold as ice, showed a faint smile.

(End of Chapter)