Wang Wei looked at this piece of the Nether Hell, thinking what to do with it. ’I should be able to complete it easily if I ask Xun Junyao’s help. Then, maybe I can use it to create a body and return to my peak.’ However, he immediately shook his head; it would be a waste to use this thing to make a body. Additionally, a body made from the Nether Hell would be too unbalanced toward his Samsara Dao, which was not conducive to his future.
’Shu Ren probably wanted to sacrifice this thing to the Underworld to receive the title of Earth Emperor,’ Wang Wei thought. ’Ying Zheng probably has the same idea, but he’s dreaming. If the Yama Kings despised me and almost rejected my application, I doubt they would take too kindly to someone as cunning and famously cruel as Ying Zheng.’
Wang Wei played with the Nether Hell that he had shrunk into a small cube. ’I don’t care for the [Earth Emperor] position, but it would be funny for me to achieve Ying Zheng’s path of transcendence after he spent countless yuan epochs scheming.’
Wang Wei has no plan to achieve transcendence through the [Human, Earth, Heaven Emperor] method. However, he did not mind doing it after achieving transcendence in another manner as it should boost him in the Transcendent Realm.
’Then, it’s decided. I’ll just follow their plan,’ Wang Wei decided before his body suddenly paused: ’What if there is a better way.’ He was inspired as he remembered a unique creature called Deva. He once read a theory in Wu Hong’s library about the early development of Samsara.
Once any creatures died, they were reborn according to the Six Paths of Samsara: deva (gods), Asura (demigods), Humans, Animals, Hungry Ghosts, and Hell denizens. Over time, the Six Paths of Samsara no longer served as a way to determine how someone did in their previous life but as racial identities.
For example, if humans lived incredible lives doing good, they would no longer be reincarnated as Deva or Asura but as humans blessed with immense luck and good fortune. The animal path is no longer a punishment but a way for the demonic race to reincarnate.
’However, this original system is not totally abolished,’ Wang Wei thought. ’Once someone dies and has great merit, they will have a chance to reincarnate as their former race or as a Deva.’
Heaven and Earth bless the Deva race. They are born immortal, and until adulthood (which takes around 2 to 3 million years), no Tier 10 or below power can harm them, including Great Emperors. Additionally, the Deva race is the original holder of the Emperor Bone physiques, as Heaven and Earth will lower a Heaven Will for them after they become Quasi-Emperors. The only difference is that their Heaven Will has no blessing to increase their chances of becoming Eternal Emperors.
’Few people reincarnate as Devas because of how high the requirements are and due to strong racial identities,’ Wang Wei thought. ’However, this does not matter. What if people with good karma and merit had another option — the Western Heaven.’
Yes, Wang Wei’s idea is to turn the 33 Nether Hells into the Western Heaven and sacrifice it to the Underworld. That way, when people die, they have another choice instead of constant reincarnation. They can live in a paradise where they are constantly happy and life is easy.
’This is a great idea. The Yama King should not only reward me with the True Earth Emperor Position, but Heavenly Dao should also reward me with a ton of merit,’ Wang Wei thought before his lips started to twitch. Although this was a great idea and contribution to the world, doing so also meant he was playing into Grand Dao’s hands.
’Forget it. It’s better that I do it knowing I’m being manipulated than being blind,’ Wang Wei reassured himself with this clumsy excuse. His focus shifted to the battle before him. Jia Ping was already out, but it was apparent from his expression that he had successfully passed his trial to sublimate his Double Pupil.
"Why is he being so extreme?" Wang Wei asked as he observed Mongke’s situation. The bastard was burning his [Existence] to increase his strength, ensuring he had the power to kill Shu Ren. "At this rate, even if he killed him, his cultivation will also fall to Emperor Realm, and maybe less."
Wang Wei frowned, considering whether he should intervene. He did not care for Shu Ren’s luck and destiny since Heaven and Earth granted him the achievement of killing him once he used the Life Extension Method to save Shu Shu.
’Forget it, this seems personal,’ Wang Wei thought.
…
"You’re mad," Shu Ren yelled as Mongke pummeled him with punch after punch. He tried to resist using his body and countless spells, but the young Barbarian King’s fists destroyed anything that came at it as it had only one mission — pummel this man to death.
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"Mad?" Mongke said with cold eyes. "The Barbarian Clan is a proud warrior race, and we consider it a great shame to run from battle or death. The day you pressured our clan, I was prepared for my death."
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