Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor novel Chapter 903

The world was in shock after watching this battle. The cultivators and factions of this world had a subtle arrogance that most did not detect. The source was what happened to the Heaven-Devouring Emperor.

In their mind, since they could deal with this Eternal Emperor, the others should not be a problem. Their thinking was if things reached a dire state, they could use the same method.

Finally, with more than 2 Eternal Emperors in this world and a few others on par, they subconsciously lowered the value of Eternal Emperors due to the lack of rarity.

Some people even had hidden contempt for the 2 Primarchs of this generation. However, after witnessing Ao Shen's battle, they woke up and realized their mistake.

They realized Eternal Emperors were the pinnacle of battle prowess in the Lower Dimension for a reason. Immortal Sovereigns can only restrain Eternals, but it did not mean they were superior to the latter.

Ao Shen's battle reinstated these people's awe of Eternals, making them more prudent when dealing with the Ten Conferred Gods.

Western Continent, Mo Clan:

"Fail," he muttered with a listless look; he did not expect these people to win, only to display their strength and pressure Ao Shen.

Sadly, he underestimated how terrifying people of that level are.

"If the dragon has such power, what about the Heavenly Emperor?"

The Mo Patriarch shivered as he thought about this. He quickly reigned in his thoughts, knowing this was not the time. He received news from Hou Qing, knowing the scheme of the Heavenly

Emperor.

However, there was nothing he could do, even if he knew.

The Mo Patriarch took a deep breath before contacting one of his servants:

"Order them to begin."

A light of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. Their Mo Clan has paid a great deal to survive this catastrophe; he had to mediate between these unruly and murderous devils, ensuring they can be united to deal with the situation.

Now, he only hoped his actions were worth it.

Western Bliss Sect:

Feng Heng watched the battle, analyzing Ao Shen's strength and comparing it to his. He was not surprised by the outcome, so his main focus was how to deal with the dragon in case they became enemies.

"Hm?" muttered Feng Heng as he noticed something. Numerous devil cultivators flew from different Domains; their movements indicated some sort of organization.

Then, he saw these people begin to slaughter low-level devil cultivators. In a few seconds, millions of devil cultivators die in the hands of their own kind.

'What are they doing?' asked Feng Heng. Then, he saw a hint. A black cauldron floated above the continent; each time someone died, golden lights entered the cauldron.

'They are killing their own to gather merit? What's the point of doing this?'

Yin-Yang Symbol flashed in his eyes as he calculated the secrets of Heaven and Earth.

'I see. The Heavenly Emperor wanted to eradicate the devil cultivator, so they chose to do it themselves, leaving only a few survivors.'

This method was similar to how someone had to amputate their limbs to save their lives. The higher factions of the devil cultivator chose to abandon the weaker ones for survival.

'The merit should be an offering to the Heavenly Emperor, showing their submission and dedication.'

After discovering the truth, Feng Heng's first instinct was to stop everything. However, he chose otherwise, as his interventions would ruin the Heavenly Emperor's benefit.

'I could participate. Although the Western Bliss Sect does not have as many members, we can still overwhelm these people as long as I personally take action.'

Feng Heng frowned, 'If I choose this path, I would have to hand over the merit assembled to the Heavenly Emperor.'

He knew better than to dip his finger into someone else's food.

Simultaneously, he did not want to participate in vain without benefit.

Feng Heng struggled to make a decision. After a few minutes, he sighed. "This poor monk's destiny is to revive Buddhism and cleanse the Western Continent. Now that someone is helping in the process, preventing me from killing too much, I should be glad.

"So, there is no need to be weighted by losses and gains."

Feng Heng's aura became more peaceful, so he closed his eyes and meditated while chanting sutras.

Di Clan:

"Patriarch, what should we do?"

"Nothing."

"Buta??"

"Our Di Clan needs to remain as low-key as possible during this generation."