After Admitting The Wrong God They Regret It - Chapter 60

Cosmic storms are different from ordinary natural disasters.

 

Not only do they bring disasters that sweep across all planets, but the most severe aspect is the pollution that invades the universe.

 

This pollution usually accompanies natural disasters, destroying everything, whether it be traces of civilization on planets, genetic material within interstellar beings, or even plants and animals.

 

It’s a catastrophe that once witnessed, is unforgettable for a lifetime.

 

Wu Chu had thought that the scene he had witnessed before was the worst situation he could imagine in his life.

 

But now, meteorites streaked across the sky, carrying flames, and once again, the purple-red pollutants assaulted the barrier of the abyss.

 

His worst premonition came true, but at this moment, he still couldn’t believe it completely. Despair had begun to spread around, freezing him in place as he stared straight ahead, unable to move.

 

Was this the end?

 

It wasn’t until he saw the faint golden light of the divine fragment swiftly approaching them that he asked the elders of the clan in a bewildered and frightened tone.

 

But all the members of the Great Shaman Clan were huddled under the protection of the demon clan, trembling with fear, unable to understand what was happening.

 

And the actions of the demon clan halted as the divine fragment drew near.

 

Wu Chu finally realized—

 

It couldn’t be said that it was flying towards them; more accurately, the divine fragment was flying towards the young nobleman next to him.

 

The faint golden light of the fragment flickered, attracting everyone’s attention as if it could tear through the purple-red sky.

 

The journalists, because they were on a high platform and their broadcasting equipment was covered by the effects of the abyss and Yuejian’s power, managed to maintain their duties amidst the chaos of destruction around them. The camera captured the divine fragment almost becoming a blur, finally landing in the slender, fair palm of a hand.

 

That crystal-like divine fragment was held, seeming to finally find peace, as it was lightly rubbed at the fingertips, its light flashing rapidly, as if it was expressing the grievance of almost being handed over to Yuejian.

 

The camera then panned up, showing a black-haired youth lowering his eyes, his brow furrowed, his profile indifferent.

 

The figure that appeared on the largest screen in the sky seemed somewhat unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar.

 

Wu Chu, bewildered and stiff, turned his head.

 

Xinghui was holding the divine fragment, removing the device that had been affected by the storm and stuck behind his earlobe.

 

The noble young man who had just smiled at the corner of his lips, with his dignified and delicate appearance, had transformed into the cold and majestic black-haired deity in the gaze of everyone.

 

He even rubbed away the slight dryness in his already somewhat dry blue eyes, and his pitch-black and deep gaze was steady and calm at this moment, looking at the disaster, at the abyss, and more at Yuejian, who was protected by Yuanquan and Mo Jiuze behind him.

 

Appearing in front of everyone.

 

Amidst the tremendous roar of the storm, when the divine figure appeared on the large screen, everyone around fell silent for a moment.

 

Wu Chu’s mouth fell open, his pupils filled with reflections of Xinghui.

 

Another divine fragment flew out from Xinghui’s body, quickly merging with the fragment on his fingertip.

 

If history needed a witness, Wu Chu felt that he was probably that witness at this moment.

 

Watching as the storm approached, as if the world was ending, as if myths were being shattered, and then seeing the flickering light, the continuation of that legendary myth.

 

“God, divine—Xinghui, Lord Xinghui?!”

 

Even Wu Chu felt that his voice sounded somewhat distorted.

 

And the light emanating from the divine figure’s fingertips rose into the sky.

 

Completely overshadowing the light of the abyss.

 

“The power of the Abyss has been almost depleted. This is indeed a cosmic storm, but it doesn’t seem like the full force of a cosmic storm.”

 

With his current power, he couldn’t withstand the initial storm.

 

“Perhaps it’s because of the repeated weakening of the power of the Abyss that has led to the resurgence of the storm.”

 

Xinghui quickly spoke to those around him. When he heard Wu Chu’s voice, his pitch-black eyes glanced at him.

 

No longer the light blue, clean and pure eyes, the intense black seemed to be so deep that it could suck people in. It wasn’t about letting others hold him in the palm of their hands and care for him delicately; instead, standing here, he was the backbone, capable of calming everyone down in the storm.

 

Meteorites were constantly falling on the barrier in the sky, and the ground was still shaking, but the voice of the deity remained as calm and steady as ever.

 

“Retreat and take cover.”

 

Xinghui turned his head to look at Yuanyuan.

 

“We’re going down to where Yuejian is. I need to confirm something.”

 

Xinghui’s gaze was fixed on Yuejian, and the divine fragments revolving around him, his expression growing increasingly puzzled.

 

The towering members of the Demon Clan behind Xinghui also revealed their true forms due to the malfunctioning devices.

 

The elegant ‘butler’ had now become a towering demon, standing behind Xinghui. His dark red eyes narrowed slightly as he looked up at the storm that was temporarily being held back. The pollution continued to attack the barriers of the Abyss and Xinghui.

 

Underneath this barrier, only Yuejian was still protected.

 

With the storm approaching, it was certain that it would not only affect Cuiyanxing, but the entire universe.

 

At this moment, with the weakening of the power of the Abyss, it also proved that the divine fragments did not favor Yuejian. As a deity, Yuejian was useless. According to Yuanyuan’s thoughts, they should ensure their own safety and leave when they could. They would leave this mess to deal with themselves.

 

But since Xinghui had spoken, Yuanyuan had no objections.

 

His black wings spread open behind him, carrying Xinghui to the high platform, just ten meters away from Yuejian.

 

At this moment, Yuejian saw Xinghui hesitate for a moment, and then saw the divine fragments swirling around Xinghui. The weakened voice of the Abyss continued to roar, as furious and impulsive as ever.

 

Xinghui then looked at Yuejian, and then glanced at the Abyss.

 

“I’m curious, why have you been consoling Yuejian, telling him not to cry, not to hurt?”

 

The tuft of hair on the top of the black-haired deity’s head finally appeared, fluttering in the storm. He turned his head in confusion. Although the storm was important, these matters were equally important.

 

“I’ve never heard you say such things before when we were in Cuiyanxing.”

 

The Abyss didn’t quite understand these things.

 

She was the power that mimicked human behavior, and almost all aspects of human nature were manifested in the deities born from her embrace. She had been too focused on her son, who was crying out in pain and discomfort, and had granted many indulgences to Yuejian, trying to comfort him and make him stop crying and hurting. She had also promised Yuejian not to tell Xinghui and the others about these matters, afraid of worrying Xinghui.

 

She had never shown these concerns in front of her eldest son, who had already had little power.

 

“Brother—”

 

Yuejian, shielded by Yuanquan, still trembling, still holding the divine fragment that was already cracked, shook violently. This time, he was really crying, tears streaming down from his golden eyes in large drops. His body was shaking as if in panic.

 

“It’s my power. I was afraid that my brother would worry, so I never let Mom tell you.”

 

Yuejian finally seemed to give up on the idea that he could obtain the same power as Xinghui just by obtaining a divine fragment. After all, no one present was a fool. Even though the seemingly powerful divine fragment had been brought by the Abyss, it hadn’t been handed over to Yuejian. It could even be said that Yuejian couldn’t avoid it.

 

This scene completely shattered Yuejian’s usual aloofness and kindness. He looked at Xinghui in panic.

 

“Brother, I can’t do it. I really can’t. My power has been damaged since birth, and I really can’t hold on anymore. Now, Mom can’t hold on either. The storm is back, brother, you already have the fragment. Can’t you resist the storm? Save everyone—save everyone—”

 

“Your Highness Yuejian—”

 

Mo Jiuze, who had been watching Xinghui approach with a complicated expression, turned his head as he heard Yuejian’s plea.

 

And Yuanquan, looking at the embryonic storm in the sky, still seemed somewhat bewildered.

 

They had lost all their chips at this moment.

 

But out of habit of protecting Yuejian and with the pleading in Yuejian’s words, he still stood in front of Yuejian.

 

Yuanyuan muttered under his breath, then scoffed coldly, “You knew you were a deity when you were enjoying yourself, but now you’re saying you can’t do it? You want someone else to come and save you? How come all the good stuff falls into your lap?”

 

But Xinghui wasn’t angry. He just continued to stare at Yuejian, while the power of the Abyss was completely held back by the storm, only able to madly roar in the sky. Xinghui looked at the divine fragment in Yuejian’s hand.

 

“It’s better if you don’t call me brother… it feels weird. You really make me feel strange. And was that fake divine fragment given to you by the merfolk?”

 

Fake.

 

Although Yuejian had realized that something was wrong with the divine fragment when it cracked, it had healed many severely ill patients, giving him a sense of being lifted high. It made him feel like he had returned to a few years ago, when he had just arrived here. He didn’t want to let go.

 

When he saw Xinghui approaching, he hugged the divine fragment in his hand anxiously and fearfully.

 

“What do you mean fake? This is also divine power, and it’s something I can use. It’s not fake! Xinghui, just because you got most of the divine fragments and gained the power of the divine fragments, doesn’t mean you can just say whatever you want.”

 

Yuejian’s voice broke down, and Mo Jiuze, recalling his own experiences, couldn’t help but stand in front of Yuejian.

 

“We’re sorry, but isn’t it enough now? You can ask for anything you want, but Your Highness Yuejian has protected us for five years.”

 

This statement, carried by the wind and the intermittent flickering of the live broadcast due to the influence of the storm, spread far and wide.

 

Originally bewildered, the interstellar citizens who were shocked to see the twin deities’ current situation couldn’t help but feel shaken by these words.

 

After all, over the past five years, they had relied on the plants nurtured by Yuejian to alleviate genetic diseases. Although Yuejian’s power was not as great as Xinghui’s at the moment, he had been a deity who had protected them all along.

 

Mo Jiuze gritted his teeth.

 

Thinking back to ten years ago, when he was not yet the head of the council, he was caught in a storm while traveling to other planets on official business. It was the barrier that saved his life, with a deity with golden hair and eyes standing behind the barrier.

 

That image flashed by, seen by many mentally strong people.

 

It also gave them hope, and they struggled to withstand the destructive blow of the storm.

 

So when they had longed for the arrival of the deity five years ago, and then discovered that it was the twin deities, and later realized that it was probably because of the twin deities that both deities were affected, and that the black-haired deity seemed to be the accident, there were their considerations, but also their selfishness.

 

But at this moment, the voice in the sky grew louder.

 

The cracks in the divine fragment in Yuejian’s hand began to expand continuously.

 

The power of the fragment began to move, as if it were out of control, as if it were about to completely shatter.

 

Yuejian was in a panic, clutching the divine fragment, his whole body seeming stimulated, murmuring “I can—”

 

“I think you might really need to figure out what has been protecting you for the past five years.”

 

As Xinghui looked at Yuejian’s appearance, his emotions slowly became somewhat stunned.

 

He stepped forward quickly, and Yuanquan and Mo Jiuze wanted to stop him.

 

But at this moment, they, under the influence of the cosmic storm, couldn’t stop the demon clan, who had established a complete belief in Xinghui and had their beliefs connected by Yuanyuan.

 

Everyone scrambled to avoid the falling debris from the barrier. Watching Yuanyuan move swiftly, he kicked away the still-healing Mo Jiuze. Meanwhile, the royal guards, whose psychic powers were damaged by the cosmic storm, were dealt with before turning to face Yuanyuan.

 

Dark wings clashed with light golden ones, their psychic powers colliding fiercely.

 

Xinghui had already approached Yuejian.

 

The golden-haired youth clutched the divine fragment tightly, kneeling on the ground, watching Xinghui approach as he continued to retreat.

 

But he was still grabbed by the collar by the dark-haired deity.

 

Xinghui dragged Yuejian closer.

 

At this moment, he couldn’t think much.

 

“Did I ever tell you that I can see everyone’s psychic power? Your psychic power is now splitting under the influence of this fake fragment, and it’s unlike any psychic power I’ve ever seen—”

 

In Xinghui’s eyes, everyone’s psychic power had colors and sizes, flickering like flames.

 

Previously, Yuejian’s psychic power also appeared as a golden flame, but now, within the golden flame, something seemed to be separating, like a seed hidden within the flame.

 

This was definitely not the kind of psychic power they could possess.

 

“You’re not a deity—”

 

The dark-haired deity spoke decisively amid everyone’s confusion.

 

And at that moment, the divine fragments around Xinghui flew out, aggressively hammering Yuejian’s head.

 

“No, I am a deity! How could I not be?!”

 

Yuejian was physically inferior to Xinghui and was already in a sorry state. Now, being dragged by Xinghui and hammered by the divine fragments, the fake fragment slipped from his fingers and shattered in an instant.

 

The power stored in the fragment exploded instantly.

 

Xinghui was still resisting the storm with his psychic power and stepped back after letting go.

 

Yuanyuan, who had been confronting Yuanquan, instantly returned to Xinghui’s side, spreading his dark wings to shield against the incoming force.

 

After the explosion of the divine fragment’s power, Yuejian was harshly thrown out.

 

In the place where he had just been, a large fragment, almost identical to the divine fragment but much larger, appeared. Next to the fragment, a golden shadow flashed and disappeared. Then the golden fragment, like the other small fragments, flew towards Xinghui and merged with the others.

 

No one could have anticipated such a turn of events, and the abyss that had just been roaring suddenly fell silent.

 

She looked blankly at her son, who had been crying out in pain. At this moment, Yuejian’s hair and eyes dimmed, and he no longer had the power of the deity. This was not the child born from her embrace.

 

Yuejian looked at the color of his own hair in panic and screamed as he retreated.

 

Xinghui held the light golden divine fragment, recalling everything that had just happened. He approached Yuejian again, grabbed his clothes, and pulled him up.

 

The expression of the dark-haired deity was somewhat terrifying at this moment, but in the storm, those pitch-black eyes seemed to be emitting a faint light.

 

“What are you? What have you done?”