Global Era of Star trekking Chapter 1718: 838: Dust Settles and Final Territorial Division
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“Insolent!”
The Rakshasa God’s roar reverberated like the collective weeping of billions of tormented spirits, making the very fabric of the starry sky shudder. Amidst the sonic ripples, the crimson energy drifting through the cosmos coalesced into distorted human countenances, unleashing piercing wails toward the Shenxia Jiuli Ship.
Standing within the primary command deck with his hands clasped behind him, Jiang Yuan watched as the purple Warship avatar blazed with boundless spectral fire, incinerating the incoming waves of blood-red mist.
“Rakshasa God, you have projected your will across hundreds of billions of light-years; surely it wasn't merely to display such insignificant parlor tricks?”
Upon hearing those words, the silhouette atop the distant sanguine throne halted its shifting forms, stabilizing into the visage of an old man.
Blood-light swirled within his vertical pupils as his voice abruptly transitioned into a chilling calm:
“Junior of the Torch Humanity, I have manifested today to present your Torch Civilization with an opportunity to escape the path of total mutual destruction.”
While he spoke, a massive claw of dark gold gestured lightly, causing a holographic image of the Corpse Emperor Continent to materialize in the void.
At the very heart of that landmass, a pyramid forged from an infinite number of cadavers radiated an eerie gray luminescence.
“Behold the ‘Tower of Myriad Corpses.’ Should the Corpse Emperor Ancestor Crystal at its peak be triggered, the entirety of the Corpse Emperor Clan River System Group will be converted into a Realm of the Dead. Even if your forces seize this cluster, you will inherit nothing but a desolate graveyard saturated with the power of death.”
Jiang Yuan’s gaze flickered. The Torch Civilization had long suspected the hidden foundations of the Corpse Emperor Clan, certain that their enemies possessed some temporary mythical combat trump card. However, he had not anticipated a contingency plan this extreme.
“And your point? Is the Rashamon Clan intending to act as a mediator?”
The Rakshasa God gave a dry, rasping laugh. Thick plasma suddenly began to ooze from beneath his throne, etching the lines of a contract into the starry sky:
“Under the mediation of my Rashamon Clan, the Corpse Emperor Clan is prepared to relinquish seventy percent of its domains. In return, you must permit the Corpse Emperor Clan to maintain their ancestral lands, and…”
“Absolutely out of the question!”
Jiang Yuan cut him off with a sharp bark. At the bow of the Shenxia Jiuli Ship, the main cannon began to pulse subtly with an inscrutable golden radiance.
The Corpse Emperor Clan River System Group was a vital pillar for the rapid growth of the Torch Civilization’s power and Foundation over the coming twenty millennia. Before the first shot of this war was even fired, the entire Torch Humanity had already claimed it as their prize. Now that the momentum of the conflict was settled, how could an outsider be allowed to change the outcome?
Having seemingly expected this defiance, the Rakshasa God casually flicked his finger.
The contract made of blood plasma seemed to solidify, yet it remained uncast, drifting silently within the boundless crimson fog as it awaited the Rakshasa God’s next proposal.
“Jiang Yuan, let us both compromise. The entire Corpse Emperor Clan River System Group shall fall to the Torch Humanity, provided you permit a legacy to remain for the surviving members of the Corpse Emperor Clan!”
Inside the Shenxia Jiuli Ship, Jiang Yuan’s eyes grew profound as he weighed this new offer carefully.
The Rakshasa God showed no signs of impatience, as he was ultimately the one in the weaker position. Even setting aside that this was merely a projection, even if his true body arrived, he lacked the confidence to face the Shenxia Jiuli Ship—a vessel capable of slaying a Thirty-Six-winged Holy Angel single-handedly.
On Jiang Yuan’s end, after a short period of contemplation, he engaged a multicolored communication array on his flagship.
In short order, the holographic projections of Shenxia Ying Yi, Holy Hall Ferdinand, and Song Chi materialized.
As for the Chi Yu Divine Dynasty, Ji Heng was still occupied with the Cultivation of the Guidance Technique. He had returned with the Profound Yellow Red Yu to take Jiang Yuan’s place, simultaneously entering secluded Cultivation and protecting the Human Emperor City.
Currently, the front lines of the Chi Yu Divine Dynasty were commanded by another superdimensional captain from the Heavenly Pillar Ji Clan, who now also joined the transmission.
“What are your opinions on this?”
After explaining the Rakshasa God’s proposal, Jiang Yuan began to gather the perspectives of Song Chi and the others.
“Leaving a legacy—does that imply we must grant amnesty to all the High Rank Corpse Emperor Clan members on the Corpse Emperor Continent?”
“Essentially, yes.”
“The Corpse Emperor Clan itself poses no threat; they are no longer our equals, and as they turn into wandering refugees, the disparity will only grow. The real concern is the thousands of High Rank Corpse Emperor Clan; how many precious resources will they carry off?”
“We can agree to these terms, but there must be rigid constraints on the wealth these departing members can take. Otherwise, they might leave the Corpse Emperor Continent a hollow shell.”
“I concur. Furthermore, the validity of that ‘Tower of Myriad Corpses’ must be personally confirmed by one of our own.”
“Very well, we shall conclude it on these terms. Regarding the verification of the Tower of Myriad Corpses, Ying Yi and Ferdinand, dispatch your Warship Avatars to investigate.”
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Corpse Emperor Clan River System Group, Corpse Emperor Continent.
Turbulent gray-black corpse Qi rolled like the tides, cloaking the entire landmass in a stifling shroud of death.
In the heart of the continent, at the edge of the Bone Wasteland, a colossal pyramid built from countless skeletal remains pierced the heavens. This was the ‘Tower of Myriad Corpses,’ a structure forged by the Corpse Emperor Clan through esoteric methods. At the very summit of the tower, a dark purple crystal suspended in the air continuously pulled in and discharged a terrifying energy that seemed capable of shattering a Star River.
On this day, Ying Yi’s Immortal Qin Ancestor Dragon and Ferdinand’s Heavenly Light arrived in their Warship Avatar forms. As the two Superdimensional Mother Ships manifested, the powerful experts of the Corpse Emperor Clan surrounding the tower erupted into a frenzy.
“Torch Humanity!” A Ninth Rank Peak Corpse Emperor bellowed in rage.
Corpse Evil death energy swirled around him, potent enough to eat away at the Starry Sea Law. A Ninth Rank Extreme pressure flooded out like a rising tide, betraying the uncontrollable fury burning in his soul.