Chapter 776: Just You Watch

"So I have no choice. I must rely on them to personally lead me to that Mr. Duan's lair."

Listening to Zhou Huai's words, Zhao Qingcang's heart shook, catching onto a clue: "You mean you tampered with those captives?"

"During their time in Prison Number Zero, I have already planted my Alien Parasite inside all of their bodies."

Zhou Huai patiently explained, "Those Parasites have completely fused with their heart meridians. As long as they don't die, no matter the ends of the earth they escape to—even if the other party goes to the Free Federation thousands of miles away—I can accurately pinpoint these people's locations down to the very second."

"Not only that, but the Parasite is constantly absorbing their life Origin at every moment. Their strength will only grow weaker and weaker, making it completely impossible for them to stir up any more trouble."

Speaking of this, Zhou Huai sighed, his gaze softening a bit: "What's more, the bodies possessed by these Ancient Remnant Clan are all those of innocent Professionals of our Great Xia Country. If I had directly killed them all just now, those hundreds of Great Xia citizens would have been beyond saving."

"Letting them go back alive can both help guide the way for me and preserve the Physical Bodies of my compatriots. It's killing two birds with one stone, so why not?"

Zhao Qingcang was completely dumbfounded.

He stared blankly at the blond youth in front of him who was barely over twenty, his heart shaken.

Turns out, from the very beginning, the self-righteous survival struggle of the Grand Elder and his people was all within the calculations of this God of War of Great Xia!

This was an extremely vicious, interlocking combo kill move! Using the enemy's hands to dig up the enemy's ancestral graves!

"Your Excellency is far-sighted. Qingcang… is in awe!" Zhao Qingcang lowered his head and executed a military salute toward Zhou Huai.

Zhou Huai did not reply anymore, his gaze slowly shifting toward the Great Xia Imperial Capital below.

Most of the destructive damage in high altitude just now had been weathered by the Great Spatial Shift desperately cast by Zhao Qingcang along with the highest-level defensive Formation of the Imperial Capital. However, the terrifying aftermath generated by the clash of several SS-Rank Experts still caused a certain degree of destruction to this political and economic center of Great Xia.

Overlooking from thousands of meters high, cracks had appeared in the bustling districts, and the glass exterior walls of many skyscrapers were shattered into pieces.

On the streets, air raid sirens were still wailing shrilly. Among the collapsed rubble, countless civilians who hadn't managed to hide in air-raid shelters were injured. Cries of pain, calls for help, and the Spells' light of medical Professionals running about anxiously intertwined into a tragic post-war scroll.

Looking at all this, Zhou Huai began to calculate another extremely lucrative business.

"The faith harvest in Donghai City is almost done. The massive base of ten million people in the Imperial Capital cannot be wasted."

He silently recited in his heart.

This kind of drama of saving the common people from water and fire could not only allow him to rapidly accumulate a massive amount of Karma, but it was also an excellent opportunity to deeply root his image as a deity into people's hearts! Only massive Mortal faith could support him in continually elevating his Clone's strength until he completely possessed the power to wipe out Mr. Duan.

"It's also time to give these desperate people a little light."

Zhou Huai closed his eyes.

His consciousness crossed the barrier of space, connecting to the Clone hidden deep within the Void Realm whose Rank had long since been elevated to a terrifying realm—Great Sage Li Er!

"Manifesting divinity before Mortals, rise."

Zhou Huai softly uttered these four words in his heart.

In an instant, an abstruse aura that surpassed all magic and Martial Skill Systems in the current world surged frantically in all directions with Zhou Huai at the center!

"Buzz——!"

The sky of the Imperial Capital, which had appeared somewhat gloomy due to the aftermath of the battle, suddenly trembled violently.

Then, amidst everyone's incredulous gazes, the thick clouds above the vault of heaven were slowly parted in the middle by an invisible giant hand.

Dazzling purplish-golden light penetrated the clouds and shone down upon the shattered earth of the Imperial Capital.

Within this inviolable sacred light, a towering phantom reaching ten thousand feet tall slowly condensed and formed amidst the clouds!

That was the phantom of an old man wearing ancient Daoist robes with white hair and beard. His face was benevolent, holding a dust whisk, sitting cross-legged in the Void Realm, surrounded by visible Dao Law runes.

Above the vault of heaven, the purplish-golden light broke through the thick dark clouds.

The phantom of an old man in Daoist robes sat cross-legged above the Nine Heavens.

He held a dust whisk, his eyes slightly closed, with chain-like Law runes circulating around his body. This aura lacked any murderous intent, yet carried a vast might.

The entire Imperial Capital stagnated.

The wailing air raid sirens in the ruins were suppressed by the power of the Law.

On the streets, fleeing civilians stopped their footsteps.

Amidst the broken walls and ruins, Professionals digging through the rubble raised their heads.

Everyone's eyes reflected that purplish-golden phantom.

The panicked crowds of people, scattered dust, and smell of blood grew faint under the illumination of the light.

People's tensed bodies gradually relaxed.

Rapid breathing gradually calmed down.

"Sir… did you see that?"

In the highest underground command room of the Great Xia Military Department, a staff officer bounced up from his chair, pointing at the holographic screen with a hoarse voice, "Th-This… what level of skill phenomenon is this?"

In the command room, the generals stared at the screen without saying a word.

Commander-in-Chief Chen Huaishu stared at the screen, grabbed the communicator, and roared at the technical console:

"Where are the energy readings? Can the System panel analyze this phantom's profession System and mana fluctuations?"

"R-Report to the Commander-in-Chief!"

The technician was covered in sweat, hands hammering on the keyboard, looking at the flashing red garbled code on the screen as he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Unable to analyze! The System's computing power is overloaded! What this phantom is emitting is not conventional mana values!"

The one-armed general Wang Zhenbei nearby muttered to himself, "Not mana? Then could it… could it be that a deity has descended? In the current world's Professionals System, how could pressure of this level possibly exist?"

Far away above the wilderness outside the city, Zhao Qingcang and Lin Zhu opened their mouths wide, unable to utter a sound.

They gazed up at the phantom in mid-air, then looked at Zhou Huai standing atop the Fiend Dragon's head.

"Zhou Huai…? What are you trying to do?" Zhao Qingcang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his voice tight.

Zhou Huai did not turn back, his black hair fluttering in the light.

"Just you watch!"

He looked down at the metropolis gazing up at him and smiled.

The leeks' emotions had already been hyped up to the right place.

Zhou Huai sneered inwardly. Having experienced despair and then bestowing hope upon them—in this world, what could be more effective than this in spawning fanatical faith?

He closed his eyes, synchronizing his main body's consciousness with Great Sage Li Er deep within the Void Realm.

Afterwards.

Above the Nine Heavens, that phantom opened its eyes.

Two streams of purplish-golden divine light burst forth from the depths of the phantom's eyes, sweeping across the entire Imperial Capital.

Immediately after, a grand voice resounded in the ears of every single person in the Imperial Capital.

"The common people suffer disaster, heaven and earth grieve together."

"In the name of the Dao, I reconstruct the Laws of this world—"

The phantom raised its right hand, and the dust whisk in its hand swept toward the metropolis below.

"Time, reverse!"

"All things, recover!"