Chapter 178: Because This Is Terra

The magnificent Dadian.

On both sides, the vast space holds only tranquil darkness.

A band of light illuminates the narrow passage, leading straight to an ancient, simple gate at the end.

Standing in the middle of the long corridor, Tu Lazen and Xisi's lone silhouettes, under the illumination, stretch illusively toward all directions.

Bowing his head and hunching his back, Tu Lazen shows no disrespect; he offers Xisi the reverence due to the Original Body.

After speaking, he steps aside, saying the remaining path will be completed by Xisi alone.

At this moment, the light surrounding Xisi has completely vanished, far dimmer than the glow that enveloped him on the warship.

Yet Tu Lazen carefully observes the silent Xisi gazing at the gate; the respect in his eyes not only does not wane but becomes even more striking.

Because it's not that there is no light, but that the radiance has become dense enough to reach a new level.

At this very moment, under Tu Lazen's gaze, the previously overflowing divine power continuously gathers from all sides, nourishing Xisi's flesh.

Tu Lazen watches Xisi, who is right before his eyes, with surprise at the increasingly potent aura Xisi emits, and subtly glances toward the distant gate.

Then he lowers his head, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

After all these years of hard work, he has never seen the Divine Emperor so biased!

Tu Lazen feels only helplessness, far from any suppressed resentment, for in his mind the Divine Emperor's favoritism extends not only to him but to everyone, including the Original Body.

Tu Lazen is not foolish; he naturally knows the reason for the Divine Emperor's favoritism.

The Divine Emperor loves humanity, yet never favors any single individual.

Thus, an individual alone can only be utilized by the Divine Emperor in an extremely rational manner.

Unless that person...

Can have a positive impact on all of humanity!

And the Xisi before him is, without doubt, the special individual the Divine Emperor deems that merely by existing can improve all of humanity.

Tu Lazen respectfully bows, clears the path, and as Xisi walks, he also strikes Xisi along the way.

From Alert Star to the present, the consistently swift and decisive action now hesitates a bit.

And the Divine Emperor seems to sense that, facing Xisi just beyond the final gate, the urging from deep within his soul has finally vanished completely.

Without that urging, the Divine Emperor is actually waiting patiently.

Tu Lazen's lowered head finally can't hold back any longer.

Putting aside the chance to see the Divine Emperor, merely to obtain his directive, even the high lords outside would have to queue for an unknown length of time, let alone actually meeting the Divine Emperor in person!

Now Xisi can not only meet the Divine Emperor, but also has the Divine Emperor patiently awaiting Xisi.

This treatment, even Kiriman has never enjoyed.

Tu Lazen, with his head bowed and eyes helpless, does not lift his gaze until, after a long while, another crisp click sounds, accompanying Xisi's stride toward the gate; then Tu Lazen cannot help but raise his eyes slightly toward Xisi.

Regardless of what awaits behind the gate, Xisi will go see it personally!

In the silent palace, the narrow light corridor stretches to its end.

Xisi stands before the gate; this time without the previous hesitation, under Tu Lazen's slightly opened gaze, he naturally pushes the gate open.

As if returning home, Xisi opens the door, then closes it.

Beyond the door lies an even larger, towering world.

So vast that wherever Xisi looks, he can only see endless darkness and void.

The whole world contains only a magnificent staircase upward; at its summit stands a massive golden Throne radiating golden light, and upon the Throne sits a gaunt giant riddled with countless tubes, perpetually enduring endless torment.

In the surrounding dark void, the faint, mournful wails of a dying spirit‑user send shivers to the core of anyone who hears them.

And such sounds, such misery, such despair, day after day, the Divine Emperor has watched with open eyes for ten thousand years!

Xisi takes a deep breath, trying as much as possible to shield himself from the surrounding wails; he slowly lifts his head, looking for the first time toward...

The Lord of Humanity!

Xisi's gaze meets the gaunt giant on the golden Throne, yet the giant makes no move.

His deep‑set eye sockets stare at a pair of clouded eyes; even though the long‑awaited Xisi stands before him, he cannot shift his gaze even slightly.

He simply maintains the posture from ten thousand years ago, seated on the Throne, eyes fixed on the void, silently watching his beloved race suffer endless hardships across the galaxy.

"You have come......"

The voice, echoing directly in the depths of the soul, three brief words, makes Xisi feel a massive fatigue pressing on his shoulders, nearly bending his back!

Taking another deep breath, Xisi silently bows his head to the Divine Emperor.

Whether for guidance, Blessing, or simply out of respect for one who loves his own race enough to endure millennia of torment.

Xisi, in a rare and natural manner, bows his head to the Divine Emperor in respect.

Behind them, the Four Gods stare silently, their eyes flashing as if ready to rush out and beat this human shrimp god who snatched their youngster.

But they make no move, because...

This is Terra!

After Xisi bows, the fatigue that was about to crush him gains a hint of long‑missed ease from the Divine Emperor.

Then Xisi does not even feel any movement, at least deep within the palace's underground, before the golden Throne.

Far surpassing the exaggerated shielding of the insect nest's will, it instantly blocks all prying eyes.

At this moment, only Xisi and only the Divine Emperor.

"I will repel the Tarlens and return to aid Sanctum Star, ensuring the safety of the Solar Star Region."

Xisi quietly speaks, calmly outlining his upcoming plan.

But the imagined response never comes; the Divine Emperor remains silent, and the entire Dadian is filled only with dead silence and mournful echoes.

Until Xisi feels the time dragging on, almost unable to resist looking up toward the Divine Emperor.

The fatigue on his shoulders slightly eases.

I am not letting you return to Terra.

I am protecting you.

Protecting me?

Xisi was startled, and he looked up in astonishment at the Divine Emperor, yet the emaciated body still retained its rigidity that had lasted for ten thousand years.

Abadon, Washituoer, Longlin Star.

The ancient artifacts they forged, you must be careful.

Kind, like an elder who fears his own junior being shortchanged, the Divine Emperor's words were not lofty but rather the parental, everyday admonitions.

Xisi, hearing that, withdrew his gaze, thought for a moment, and asked:

What kind of artifact is it?

I don't know.

The Divine Emperor answered plainly; Xisi felt helpless, but also thought it reasonable. Putting aside the inherent uniqueness of the ancient artifact, even Washituoer, though not daring to openly challenge the Four Gods, merely conceals something so that these old beings do not notice it, which is still acceptable.

But I can feel that Abadon and Washituoer are fast approaching Terra.

Xisi's eyes widened, his scalp even tingled; this rushing tendril had not yet been resolved, and the Sanctuary Star still had two main forces eyeing it hungrily.

In this situation, Washituoer and Abadon actually also want to get involved?

Xisi straightened his posture and hurriedly spoke:

I'll go out right away to prepare.

Prepare what?

Xisi was startled:

Prepare to confront Abadon and Washituoer!

The Divine Emperor did not reply at once, yet Xisi felt the fatigue on his shoulders suddenly fade.

Then the extremely rational Divine Emperor, more rarely than Xisi, displayed a trace of emotion.

Do you know why I let you return?

Xisi was puzzled, and the Divine Emperor's words had a light, brisk tone:

Because this is Terra.

Here......

You are the true god of my wandering through the world!