Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor

1126 [Existence Ceremony]

The family dinner lasted a few days before everyone scattered. Yu Yan returned to her semi-hibernation state to wait for the next generation. Wang Tian continued his Nine Extremity Foundation in the Swordsmanship World, and Wang Chang entered a cultivation retreat for his battle against Nine Suns.

Wang Wei was about to return to the court when Sword One asked to see him, so he summoned it. "Are you alright?" he asked after seeing her pale face.

"I'm fine. I already took a pill and should be fine after a few months," she explained.

"That's good. What do you want to see me for?"

"I wanted to ask whether you had any new tasks for me." She used to be in charge of the Commerce Hub and worked closely with Wang Ju, but now, this line of work did not need her since they now had absolute control over the hub.

"There is no need. You should rest and recuperate."

"I'm fine. I haven't felt so filled with life, ambition, and purpose in a long time. So, I don't want to rest."

"I see." Wang Wei always assumed she was the kind of cool, collected, and inactive like Origin One, but it seems she had a fire inside of her. However, it made sense, given she's a swordsman.

"Let me think. How about you accompany The Steward as he tries to expand our alliance beyond the non-commerce world communities? Certain things might be easy if he has someone of your strength by his side."

"Great," said Origin One with a twinkle in her eyes. She bowed before disappearing. Wang Wei did not immediately leave as he remembered his favorite ancestors and went to see him. After chatting and drinking with Wucheng for a day, he returned to the court, where, to his surprise, Wang Ju awaited him "Did something happen?"

"Yes. Our people caught one of the traitors."

"Oh?"

"Just like what happened to you, a terrifying restriction activated - despite our effort to be careful. We lost a few capable people."

"Did you try to revive them?"

"We tried, but it was useless. Sorry for my blunt words, but I don't think even you can revive them. These restrictions were likely created to target you personally."

"It's fine," Wang Wei said calmly. "You would not come here if this was the only news. What else happened?"

Wang Ju showed him an orb - which was condensed from her power - with a piece of paper encased inside. "One of the spies released this piece of paper after evaporating." Wang Wei held the orb as he used all his detection abilities - he found nothing. So, either this paper is safe, or the power inside is beyond his ability.

"You can leave."

"Sect master ⌜€“"

"Don't worry." Wang Ju bowed before disappearing. Wang Wei activated the court's formation, preparing to run away with the slightest anomaly. Only did he read the paper's content:

[Dear chosen one, I'm writing this message to tell you that none of the actions of these people are related to me in any way or form. I only sent my people to the lower dimension because they pressured me. I know you're destined to end this era, and I have no problem with that.] [I hope we can meet someday to drink and converse under the moonlight. If that is not appealing to you, or if you cannot accept my apology, I'm happy to stay far away from you.]

[From: Disaster Paragon]

Wang Wei was speechless. "This Disaster Paragon is a character." That's the only way he could describe the latter. The spies descended to the lower dimension in the early stages of this generation. So, assuming he did not send these notes before True Heavenly Dao closed the lower dimension since he would not know, he had this method prepared in advance in case something went wrong. This level of carefulness and preparedness truly made Wang Wei speechless.

'This also shows that this man is quite intelligent despite his cowardly presence and is also bold.' Very few people know of the existence of the eighth moon, yet Disaster Paragon assumed or deduced whoever fate chose to bear the destiny to end his era would have discovered the truth.

Wang Wei updated the character profile he had on this man before burning the paper. He then sent new nutrients to the Genesis Fruit before entering seclusion. With access to the Commerce Hub's resources, he will have no issue tempering his body for a while, but his main priority is the [Existence Ceremony.] The process took 20,000 years (on the outside), but he finally finished. He quickly checked outside, and the expansion was going smoothly. They've already conquered more than a hundred world communities and are still going strong. In this short period, Wang Wei had gathered too much merit, incense, dream power, and spiritual energy, but that was still the tip of the iceberg as these new worlds did not have the proper time to ferment.

Wang Wei focused on the magic circle in the middle of the room that was releasing a strange aura. "Let's begin." As he sat in the middle and closed his eyes, a few characters floated from the circle: [The Most Powerful Sect]. A wind with a strange aura blew from the Spirit Genesis Sect before materializing in the cultivation room.

Wang Wei's spirit flew to an unknown black-and-white space with countless runes.

'Heavenly Dao's Records,' he thought. This place contained all knowledge and truths of the Eternal Ascension World. Wang Wei did not waste time as he quickly latched to a rune that translated: Heavenly Emperor Era. As his spirit left an imprint on the rune, his body and soul dissipated; he did not die but entered a state where he was his [Existence]. He now had many forms: his memories, his name, his history, and his karmic impact on others were now all part of himself.

Then, Wang Wei felt his [Existence] started to elevate as it fused with the [Heavenly Emperor Era Rune]. His mind trembled before he found himself in an infinite room with countless white silhouettes and no faces or genders. Everything proceeded as he expected except for this event. So, Wang Wei focused on analyzing the situation.

'Are these the physical manifestation of all the infinite possibilities of the Heavenly Emperor Era?' He understood the situation. Since he wanted his [Existence] to include an entire era that spread across the lower dimension, he must bear that era's weight. In other words, he must confront the manifestation of every Emperors born in that era, every action they make, every karma thread connected to them or a result of their actions, and finally, he must bore the weight of every single event that occurred in that era - including something as insignificant as someone kicking a rock or an animal touching a grass as they walked to their destination.

'I understand. Just like the saying, you must bear the crown's weight. In my case, I must bear the weight of my era's history if I want it to be a part of me. Well, bring it on.'

The nature of this battle was spiritual and willpower, which is one of his greatest assets. So, he rushed to these figures and fought them nonstop. The battles themselves were nothing significant to Wang Wei, but the duration of the fight was a nightmare. He had to confront every single possibility of his era, meaning every single event that will occur in the Heavenly Emperor Era across all 3800 Heaven Will Communities, which are composed of billions of worlds and an infinite number of people making an infinite number of decisions.

The battle felt endless, especially since he seemed to notice how much time had passed. Wang Wei did not know whether this was part of the process or whether his brain was doing so as a way to distract somewhat from this endless fight and prevent him from going mad, but he noticed. If not for his unwavering willpower, he would have given up. But even with such iron will, his spirit had reached its limit after he felt he had fought for at least 10,000 Yuan Epochs. But even then, he did not stop Despite his spirit giving up after 10,000 Yuan Epochs, the battle did not end until after exactly 103.4 million Yuan Epochs. In other words, he relied purely on his Willpower to continue the fight until he defeated the last possibility in this strange realm.

Wang Wei's spirit sat on the ground, breathing harder than a tired dog. He wanted nothing more in this world than to sleep for a few millennia, if not more. Sadly for him, this was not over. A single eye appeared in that space, and his face contorted: 'True Heavenly Dao.'

True Heavenly Dao did not waste time with him and immediately acted; it did not even care that he was its chosen Era Son. Wang Wei felt a pressure on his spirit that made him feel like a mortal tasked with holding up the heavens, and he had to rely on his will to do so.

'Damn it,' he cursed as he gritted his teeth to resist.