The other side of the world.
“No, I really can't walk anymore. That Qian Er shouldn't be able to chase us here, right?”
Sequence Twenty stopped, surrounded by remnants of a defeated army.
Among them were many of the victor races, all looking listless. You couldn't find a single one with a complete body; most were missing arms or legs.
“My god, what have I gotten myself into?”
Only when they stopped did the group finally have a chance to look at their surroundings.
They didn't even know how long they had been running with their broken bodies. Now, they were on a desolate little island.
The fact that no race had settled here for so many years was enough to prove how barren the island was; you couldn't even see a single plant.
“Qian Er, oh Qian Er, you deserve to die!”
The group looked around, confirming that Qian Er hadn't chased them, and all breathed a sigh of relief, showing expressions of escaping death.
“It's over. I'm now the oldest in my clan.”
Sequence Twenty frowned. If he hadn't been in the rear, never showing his face, he probably would have been caught up in it too.
The other races weren't doing much better. After all, the strongest in the clans had basically gone to the front lines to find a chance to besiege Qian Er.
If he hadn't had the foresight to deliberately leave them in the rear, they would have been completely wiped out.
Of course, this had happened to some. Two victor races had been completely wiped out by Qian Er in this battle.
The past was unbearable to recall. The group lay on the ground, their bodies uncomfortable, their hearts even more so.
On the one hand, the wounds left by the war still sent sharp pains. Coupled with the long journey, they had lost half their lives.
On the other hand, they had just experienced a crushing defeat. Less than one in ten members of their clans remained. They were far from home, and the territory they had lived in for many years was lost just like that.
“Qian Er, I'm going to kill you!!”
A little mourning rat shouted.
“Hey, Dad, keep your voice down! If you really attract him, you'll be done for!!”
The faces of the surrounding myriad races changed.
“We were able to escape, that's already burning incense to the heavens. Didn't you see how many people died on the way? That Qian Er is not human!”
“This isn't a solution either… We can't just never go back, can we?”
“Go back? Oh my god, you still want to go back?”
The group began to discuss animatedly.
“If it really doesn't work, let's try to find help from outside the world. I don't believe that no one can deal with Qian Er.”
The group obviously didn't have much hope for this suggestion and sighed again.
Night fell, and they huddled together in a circle, looking extremely lonely.
…
Soon, it was the day of the Heaven Worship Ceremony. Countless people were eagerly anticipating this day, especially the Yan Country people, who all felt a sense of pride.
Being able to hold it in Yan Country was a solid victory over the other countries!
Three days before the Heaven Worship Ceremony, the capital had already begun to be under martial law, with the True Kings personally stationed to guard it. Not even a fly could get in.
The Yan Country Emperor stood on the high platform, with Qian Er sitting next to him, on equal footing, to show his status.
The emperors of various countries appeared one after another, some looking enviously at the positions on the platform, but not rushing to take their seats.
“Did you see that? That's Qian Er…”
“That's great. Damn it, their Yan Country is relying on Qian Er.”
“Exactly, exactly. If only Qian Er were from our country, then we would be the protagonists this time!”
“No, we must find a chance to poach him later!”
Several emperors whispered, gnashing their teeth.
None of the words that the Yan Country Emperor had his envoys send back during the war made anyone feel comfortable.
But at least they hadn't completely broken face yet. Some superficial things still had to be done.
Any emperor would be no stranger to political struggles. These guys were all experts at being hypocritical and playing nice.
Just as several people were whispering, the Yan Country Emperor had already walked to the front of the crowd with a smiling face.
“Everyone, welcome to Yan Country. We will definitely do our best to be good hosts.”
The Yan Country Emperor laughed heartily, and the other emperors all showed bright smiles like flowers.
“Hahaha, congratulations to Yan Country. You can be considered to have made a fortune in this war. I wonder when you will share some with us friendly nations?”
“You're joking. Our Yan Country is very poor. Didn't all those resources go to Qian Er? You can go ask him.”
Go ask Qian Er?
Who didn't know that Qian Er had now achieved true invincibility?
“Hahaha, then you have to discuss it carefully with Qian Er. Doesn't Qian Er still listen to you?”
How could this emperor not see that Qian Er's position was on equal footing with the Emperor? This sentence made the other emperors feel a little schadenfreude.
Hit the snake seven inches. They obviously thought they had grasped the Yan Country Emperor's pain point.
That was that Qian Er was so powerful that the Yan Country Emperor definitely couldn't command him. Just looking at the seats, you could tell that he was on equal footing with the Emperor. It wouldn't be surprising if the Emperor had to listen to him.
They carefully observed the Yan Country Emperor's expression, wanting to find a trace of displeasure, but their hopes were dashed.
The Yan Country Emperor remained smiling, not even blinking, and responded with a smile: “I am very satisfied that Qian Er is in our Yan Country.”
“I hope that everyone will also strengthen education and cultivate geniuses similar to Qian Er as soon as possible, which will also be beneficial to the development of the human race.”
“Just imagine, if there were people like Qian Er in your countries, this battle would surely have shined.”
“It's just a pity that it will probably be a little difficult to obtain dark-type resources in the future. After all, such a large-scale war is rare in a hundred years.”
Almost every word of the Yan Country Emperor was a critical hit, making the other monarchs curse in their hearts.
Wasn't this opening the pot that shouldn't be opened? And cultivate a theme like Qian Er, is that a matter of education!
However, they always maintained a polite smile on their faces, taking their seats one by one, not forgetting to occasionally find a chance to secretly glance at Qian Er on the stage, that legendary figure.
Qian Er always sat on the stage, not even going down to greet them. In his opinion, these things had nothing to do with him.
After the emperors had all taken their seats, the Yan Country Emperor took the incense sticks from the hands of the attendants beside him.
Only then did the Heaven Worship Ceremony officially begin. The scene was extremely lively. Below the Yan Country Emperor and Qian Er, the emperors of various countries were seated on both sides. All the True Kings of the human race were present without exception.
Among them, many people hadn't even recovered from their injuries, and came with sick bodies.
Of course, no one wanted to be absent from such an important occasion.
“Heaven Worship Ceremony, begin!”
