Chapter 055

Chapter 55: Is It Still Not Enough?

It had been twenty-three days since Wang Jie first used his eyes to see the Qi, twenty-two days later than Liu Ying.

Chu Yao marveled again at Liu Ying’s talent, insisting that she must be taken along.

But to Liu Ying, it sounded even more unreliable. She couldn’t be bothered to listen.

The first batch of volunteers for the sacrificial altar had already left from the three major bases, heading toward the coastline. Aircraft after aircraft carried people away.

Several hours later, at the coastline, people lined up in long rows, walking toward the altar in eerie silence. The first to ascend the altar was a middle-aged man, wearing a simple outer garment, lying down beside Bai Yuan.

Bai Yuan silently watched him.

“I never thought I would lie here with the Three Gods and Five Extremes. At least I can die without regret.”

“Bai Yuan Lord, will my child truly be cared for? And my mother, she’s over eighty now. She can’t see, and she still thinks we live in peaceful times. She doesn’t know the truth, only that we can’t afford food at home. Will she be able to pass away peacefully?”

Bai Yuan looked at him. “Unless Blue Star is destroyed, we will fulfill our promise. I swear it.”

The middle-aged man sighed with relief. “That’s good.” He said this, bowing his head, and then crashed his forehead into the mutated beast’s teeth, dying instantly.

Next, an old man approached, crouched down. “As long as my old woman is still alive in the base, I’m content. Forty years together, but it’s still not enough. Damn this apocalypse… just end it.”

One after another, they came, each with their own obsessions, each with something they wished to protect.

Just like those ordinary people protecting cultivators, and cultivators protecting their children.

Some gazed at the altar and went mad with grief. Others rushed at Shu Mu Night, hoping to land a fatal blow, only to have their heads casually wiped off by him.

This place was hell.

The beach was soaked in thick, sticky blood.

An elderly woman struggled to climb the altar, searching desperately. She found it. “Old man, I’m scared to stay alone. Let’s go together, let’s find the children.”

Shu Mu Night calmly watched the rows of people crawling up the altar. They were terrified, desperate, but still they ascended.

That was human nature.

In a place where beasts wouldn’t dare to approach, ordinary people walked step by step.

Even Armor One Sect was shaken by the sight.

Ting He’s eyes reddened. She hadn’t expected to witness such a scene.

The planet’s destruction, countless deaths—but what she saw was always dazzling like fireworks. She had never seen anything like this before.

Is this right?

She clenched her fists, silently watching.

Watching the blood-soaked darkness that even sunlight couldn’t penetrate.

At Upper Capital City, Wang Jie was practicing his exercises.

Eighty-five times.

It was less than the previous increase, but still, it was growing.

No more news from the outside world reached him, so Wang Jie cleared his mind and focused on his Qi training.

The next day, Bai Xiao came, kneeling before Wang Jie, begging him to save Bai Yuan.

Bai Yuan was pinned under the sacrificial altar, surrounded by countless corpses. He was still alive, lying there, watching as countless others walked to their deaths.

Not long after Bai Xiao arrived, Sister Tang also came, urging her to leave.

Wang Jie couldn’t give any promises.

After sending Bai Xiao back, Sister Tang found someone—Zuo Tian.

“How many more must die?” she asked.

Zuo Tian’s tone was calm, without a hint of emotion. “I will control the timing. There’s no rush.”

Sister Tang’s eyes turned bloodshot, her voice full of rage. “Don’t you feel anything? Don’t you care about this?”

Zuo Tian calmly replied, “Someone must be sacrificed. I’ll take on the role of the villain. You can announce to the outside world that it was my decision, that I’m the one controlling the timing.”

Sister Tang stared at Zuo Tian, her gaze full of fury. To her, Zuo Tian was no different from Shu Mu Night, except he didn’t have that bloodthirsty aura—this person had no emotions.

Zuo Tian smiled at her. “You don’t want Blue Star to be destroyed, do you? The longer it takes, the stronger Wang Jie becomes. The greater the chance of defeating Shu Mu Night, don’t you think?”

Sister Tang’s fingers trembled as she turned and left.

Zuo Tian watched her retreating figure. “Wait for my news. You and I are the last batch.”

Sister Tang paused, then walked away.

The coastline footage was never cut.

Those who died for Blue Star should be remembered, especially those who had people they cared for, people they wanted to protect. No one could take away their right to see them for the last time.

As the sacrificial altar reached a height of 970 meters, Wang Jie’s power increased to 87 times.

The final 70 meters were all stacked with human corpses.

Each body covered the altar, continuously piling up.

Every person who ascended was walking toward hell, straight into hell.

Tens of thousands had died. Even Wen Star Ru and the other trial takers were stunned. One by one, they gazed at the coastline, staring at the altar, silent.

They had seen too many people die.

Yet the destruction of a planet, the death of billions, couldn’t compare to the shock that this moment brought.

Qi Five found the trial takers and delivered a message. The position of Blue Star’s most powerful mutated creature had been confirmed. He asked the trial takers to draw these creatures toward Shu Mu Night, to delay the bridge-building process.

They agreed.

Perhaps, at this moment, they also hoped that those Blue Star creatures could kill Shu Mu Night, stopping this endless scene.

At Upper Capital City, in the small courtyard, Wang Jie was playing with beans.

A single yellow bean floated before him, sometimes rising, sometimes falling, but always slipping away.

He was controlling the bean with his Qi.

In Chu Yao’s words, if he could manipulate the bean with his Qi freely, it would be the entry point into Qi mastery. This would allow him to combine Qi with power and greatly increase his combat strength.

Wang Jie couldn’t do it yet. He felt like he was going cross-eyed, staring at the bean all day.

Liu Ying did it effortlessly. The bean hovered around her like it had a life of its own. Chu Yao marveled again, stating that Liu Ying’s talent in Qi was extraordinary.

No news from the outside world reached this small courtyard.

Wang Jie gradually forgot the situation outside, his mind solely focused on the bean.

It wasn’t until four days later that he could make the bean complete one full circle around him without it falling. This single circle had him drenched in sweat.

On the fifth day, the earth trembled.

The bean fell.

Wang Jie looked up, gazing toward the south. The tremor came from there. The once clear sky was suddenly overcast, with thick, rolling clouds and vast moisture spreading.

Imprint power.

The surge of imprint power was moving this way—it must be a mutated creature.

Had a mutated creature started fighting Shu Mu Night?

At the southern base, Qi Xue Yin was running toward the south, with a wolf several hundred meters tall chasing behind her. Its fur was as sharp as steel, and its eyes looked past her, gazing at the coastline as it let out an earth-shattering roar.

At that moment, a giant lizard on the coastline was releasing clouds of mist and powerful imprint energy, charging toward Shu Mu Night.

One by one, the trial takers drew Blue Star’s powerful mutated creatures toward Shu Mu Night, but they all fell beneath his feet.

Individually powerful mutated creatures couldn’t delay time.

Fewer and fewer people were heading to the sacrificial altar.

Wang Jie locked himself in his room, refusing to see anyone. The only thing he took with him was a yellow bean.

The height of the sacrificial altar reached 990 meters, unable to increase further.

To build the bridge, it had to be a thousand meters.

Shu Mu Night turned his gaze toward the southern base. “Looks like only this many people volunteered to die for Blue Star. What a pity, still not enough.”

Bai Yuan was buried under countless corpses, his face pressed into the blood-soaked earth, gazing northward through the gaps in the blood. Had they reached their limit?

How long had it been?

It didn’t seem like it had been long.

Just then, countless insects arrived.

Insect Xuan brought the insect tide for the third time.

And he himself hid away, for this time, Shu Mu Night wouldn’t spare him.

If he dared show himself, it would mean death.

Shu Mu Night was rarely angry. He could tolerate being delayed by those who volunteered to die, for their sacrifices might bring some changes to the bridge-building process. But these insects were an annoyance. He had no choice but to deal with them.

Had he known, he would have killed the heavenly insect people last time.

He raised his blade, slashing through the insects one by one.

The insect tide delayed Shu Mu Night for three more days.

At Upper Capital City, Wang Jie began his exercises again. Though he had no knowledge of the outside world, he knew this would be his last time doing so. Shu Mu Night could no longer be delayed.

This time, his power increased to 89 times.

When his strength reached this level, an inexplicable feeling told him this was the limit. He couldn’t break through.

Eighty-nine times?

After a bath, changing clothes, he stepped out of the room, the floor covered with yellow beans, casting black spots in the sunlight.

“Let’s go, Southern Base.”

The aircraft was ready.

At the coastline, outside the altar, the final blow was struck, the insects falling. Shu Mu Night turned, his eyes scanning the distance. Two aircraft landed, and Sister Tang and Hong Jian stepped out.

And to the north, Lian Qin had arrived as well.

As the Three Gods and Five Extremes of Blue Star’s apocalypse, they had become the last batch of willing sacrificers.

Only Zuo Tian didn’t show up.

Sister Tang cursed angrily. This bastard slipped away.

No one wanted to die. Lian Qin was no exception. She commanded the Southern Base, living in utmost luxury. She would rather lower her status and attach herself to a stronger force. As long as Blue Star wasn’t destroyed, she could live comfortably.

But now, the reality was that Blue Star was on the brink of destruction.

She couldn’t even approach Shu Mu Night.

Looking at the towering altar in the distance, the clouds had turned blood red. Wang Jie came to mind. That defeat also signified Blue Star’s defeat.

The three of them walked toward the altar from three different directions.

The blood-soaked, chaotic footprints spoke volumes about how many had walked this path.

Farther away, trial takers watched silently, having no intention of intervening. They could only watch.

Shu Mu Night moved, turning toward Lian Qin and walking toward her.

Lian Qin looked at him, her heart racing, her emotions uncertain. Was it really happening?

Shu Mu Night approached Lian Qin.

Lian Qin stood still, watching as he came closer and closer. His gaze wasn’t on her. He was looking behind her.

Behind her, what was there?

The Southern Base. Hundreds of thousands of people.

Shu Mu Night walked right past her without ever looking at her, heading north.

The cold, blood-soaked aura made Lian Qin choke. She suddenly turned, staring at Shu Mu Night’s back, letting out a shrill scream, “Is it still not enough?”

Her scream echoed across the beach, piercing the silence of this blood-soaked land.

Everyone looked toward Lian Qin, especially Bai Yuan and those who knew her. No one expected she would dare speak like that to Shu Mu Night.

At the Southern Base, hundreds of thousands stared, stunned.

The Armor One Sect people watched in silence. That voice, it was as if it came from the bottom of a well, echoing across the desolate land.