Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor novel Chapter 1178

Chapter 1178 Loss

1178 Loss

Wang Wei checked his personal dimensional space, using his divine sense to look at all the bodies he stored. During his fight with Old Man Nether, and before the explosion destroyed everything, he saved a few bodies of those Creation Lifeforms to use as resources later.

'If that bastard didn't blow himself up, I would have access to hundreds of bodies,' Wang Wei thought with gritted teeth. His heart pained every time he thought how much he had lost due to the bastard Old Man Nether's ruthlessness. Every time he thought about how much benefit he lost, he thought about reviving that bastard Old Man Nether and killing him again. _{freewёbnoνel.com}

'There is no point in being angry, so let's calm down,' Wang Wei thought before summoning a sealed sword. 'This Creation Lifeform should be a decent material to build my Empyrean Artifact, but it's not enough to create an Ultimate Tier Artifact.'

He put the weapon away before focusing on these bodies. 'The next problem is how to deal with these bodies. I doubt Elder Dan or Yan Liling can process these bodies. Maybe Liling can after using an illusory Empyrean Ascension Pill, but she'll also need to create new Empyrean Formulas.'

He frowned for less than ten seconds before realizing this was not his problem. Yan Liling should be the one stressing about this. 'Anyway, she loves a challenge.' He waved his hand to send the bodies for her to deal with.

With a thought, 108 phantoms manifested before him. Anger flashed in his eyes as he looked at his [Future Buddha Selves] for the first time. His biggest loss in this fight was the 258 future selves. Many of his plans were calculated using the cultivation speed of the 356 selves, but now, he had permanently lost two-thirds of it. And since they were sacrifices, even using merit will not restore them.

On top of everything else, he wasted such a tactic as summoning strength from his future self on someone like Old Man Nether. From now on, once he's in a bind, Wang Wei knew Grand Dao would not allow the same tactic again.

'Old Man Nether is dead, but Cthulhu - don't let me get my hands on you. I promise you, you'll be the first cosmic horror to feel fear.'

Wang Wei exhaled to calm down. Now that he had suffered such a great loss, he needed a way to make up for the cultivation boost. 'This should be on the agenda.' Wang Wei left the throne for his cultivation room and activated all the formation before swallowing Yan Liling's pills.

Time passed, and Wang Wei focused on healing. Normally, people would not bother him unless it was an emergency, but he did receive a communication talisman that indicated his presence was needed.

'Why did someone contact me? It's only been 1500 years outside.' He frowned while checking the talisman. 'Hong Meiling wants to ascend?' Wang Wei sent a projection to the throne room before summoning her; he guessed she wanted to see her master, but wasn't this a rush?

"There is no need to panic," Wang Wei reassured. "After the war, our little contradictions are now water under the bridge." Hong Meiling secretly sighed in relief. Although she expected, no, wished for that to be the case, she did not want to have her hopes for and then to be wrong.

"What brings you here?"

"I'm leaving," she announced.

"So soon?"

"There is nothing left for me here," she replied. "The lower dimension is united, the world is at peace, and the people are happy. It's time for people to start the next stage of my life. Plus, I want to see the master."

"I understand how you feel, but listen to me and don't leave yet," Wang Wei advised. "I'm going to hold a Dao Banquet and invite all the immortals of the lower dimension for a Dao Discussion."