After Admitting The Wrong God They Regret It - Chapter 71

Leaning casually in his chair, the man had slightly tousled black short hair and indifferent brown-black eyes. He sat at the intersection of light and shadow, half of his body hidden in a place where the light couldn’t reach. His eyes appeared somewhat dangerous, and in front of him was a holographic screen flickering with blurry images.

 

“Zhao Xiyuan.”

 

From the blurry screen, a cold voice came slowly, carrying a hint of warning.

 

“You should have seen the materials and footage by now. This is not part of our original plan. Xinghui is extremely dangerous to us. If I’m not mistaken, his mental power growth is not significantly related to the divine fragments. His power was probably already very strong before his birth, and now that power is slowly recovering.”

 

After all, no divine being had ever been able to withstand the storm, and divine power could only resist the storm because it was the earliest divine power used by the abyss.

 

So how could Xinghui, who had only acquired a few divine fragments, suddenly possess the power to resist the storm?

 

It must not be just the power brought by the divine fragments. The divine being shattered at birth was also in a weakened state; even as fragments, its power should be minimal.

 

“Alright, alright, I understand. Don’t worry too much. The last storm was only a small part of its power. We just need to act before his power becomes stronger and he can resist the entire storm.”

 

Zhao Xiyuan turned his head, revealing a trace of cruel amusement.

 

“Isn’t that quite simple?”

 

At this moment, the signal seemed to stabilize.

 

The flickering images on the screen fluctuated back and forth, then cleared up.

 

Feng Yu’s cold face appeared on the screen.

 

The background of where he was looked like a laboratory.

 

Behind him were various glass tanks, some of which contained suspicious humanoid objects or unrecognizable items.

 

There was no one else in the room.

 

Behind Feng Yu, in the largest transparent tank.

 

This tank didn’t contain any liquid but held a pale golden crystal about half a person’s height.

 

There were traces of violent smashing and removal of fragments around the crystal.

 

Inside the crystal, a human figure could be vaguely seen.

 

Because the crystal was only half a person’s height and covered by a transparent shell of unknown material, the figure was only partially visible. Golden hair covered half of a delicate ear, with starlike earrings dangling from the earlobe. The closed eyes had golden lashes, and the face was young and strikingly beautiful, although the figure was only a faint outline, appearing more illusory under the pale golden crystal.

 

Just looking at him made one unable to help but fantasize about what his eyes would look like if opened.

 

“No matter how many times I look, it still feels really strange.”

 

Zhao Xiyuan put his legs back on the ground, propped himself up, and smiled at the screen, his gaze falling again on the crystal behind Feng Yu.

 

“After the divine power dissipates, it doesn’t completely vanish but turns into fragments scattered around. You can even piece the fragments back together. If Xinghui’s power dissipates, will it also shatter into fragments?”

 

Feng Yu didn’t respond to this. Noticing Zhao Xiyuan’s gaze, he gently turned to block his view of the person in the crystal.

 

Zhao Xiyuan found his actions amusing and looked again at his always cold face.

 

“I’m just asking. By the way, these gods do look quite good, especially this one—”

 

Zhao Xiyuan picked up a photo from the desk.

 

The photo was taken from a live broadcast, showing a black-haired divine being with hair waving in the wind, and a mischievous tuft of hair creating a trailing effect in the photo.

 

With a beautiful and delicate face, combined with that icy gaze, this was probably taken when he looked at Yuejian. That kind of beautiful face with a disdainful look, giving a hidden sense of stimulation.

 

Zhao Xiyuan toyed with the photo in his hand.

 

“He really fits my aesthetic, and after reviewing all the materials, it seems he looks cold and unapproachable but is actually quite cute.”

 

“I don’t care what you do; the plan continues as usual. If the demon race brings Xinghui to you, you know what to do.”

 

Feng Yu frowned slightly at his actions, clearly not fond of this person, but had to continue cooperating for some reason. He spoke softly and prepared to end the flickering communication.

 

“Can they really find this place so quickly?”

 

Zhao Xiyuan shrugged and smiled.

 

“The demon race is just like that, what can they do? It’s all brute force. They rely on their mental power to do as they please here. If they do find us, it’ll actually be just right.”

 

Feng Yu, too lazy to listen to more, ended the communication abruptly.

 

Zhao Xiyuan watched the screen turn off and leaned back casually.

 

He didn’t consider Xinghui to be beneath him; underestimating the demon race was arrogance.

 

After all, after studying for a while, it really came down to just mental power.

 

The demon race’s mental power was destructive, combined with their physical strength, making each demon capable of causing chaos. If provoked, they could easily create a disaster.

 

As for Xinghui, his mental power originally did not cause any substantial harm to the interstellar beings. Those people were shocked by Xinghui’s mental power because divine beings were specialized in resisting abyssal power, and throughout history, the storm was known to be the strongest force in the galaxy, while Xinghui had once been a useless divine being. No one had any expectations of him.

 

With such a contrast, it was naturally surprising.

 

But in reality, Xinghui only used unconventional methods, and his personal harm was not very high.

 

Analyzing it this way.

 

Zhao Xiyuan naturally didn’t find anything terrifying.

 

Someone else could achieve similar effects, right?

 

He toyed with the photo, thinking nonchalantly.

 

Then he sneered.

 

“Shouldn’t it be too early for them to be so eager to come now?”

 

Seeing Xinghui’s attitude towards hiding from the abyss in the past, he would often quickly retreat to the barren star system after completing a task. Coupled with his previous years of enduring blindness, it seemed he was not only patient but also meticulous in his actions. The shock factor of his actions was significant, but in reality, he probably calculated everything carefully before taking action.

 

Not to mention establishing his authority.

 

Zhao Xiyuan had to admit that Xinghui was quite impressive in this regard.

 

However, from this, it could be inferred that if Xinghui truly wanted to come after him, it might still take him about a month.

 

Moreover, with the current strong anti-divine sentiment everywhere, finding them among so much information would be difficult, not to mention discovering their exact location.

 

If possible, Zhao Xiyuan would also like to meet Xinghui face-to-face, to see if the divine being, who always looked so beautiful in video materials, appeared even more stunning in reality.

 

With that thought, Zhao Xiyuan opened the screen again, and a segment of footage appeared.

 

This footage was from records of the former Radiant Star, which Zhao Xiyuan had requested from Feng Yu.

 

There were several segments, likely because the Radiant Star royal family found Yuejian easy to get along with and specifically recorded them.

 

Zhao Xiyuan found it amusing that the remaining two Kela people of the Radiant Star could be so easily deceived by a fake god. The abyss, in turn, had mistakenly recognized the false god as possessing the true god’s power and had given special treatment due to the emotions elicited by that power. It had saved them a lot of trouble.

 

Most of the footage showed Yuejian interacting with others, with occasional appearances by the black-haired divine being. Zhao Xiyuan had extracted segments where Xinghui appeared.

 

In the footage where Yuejian received golden flowers cultivated specially by the royal gardeners, Xinghui sat quietly in a corner, with Mo Jiuze standing beside him. Later, Mo Jiuze also disappeared from Xinghui’s side. Xinghui’s expression gradually changed from somewhat bewildered and naive to exceptionally calm and composed.

 

Zhao Xiyuan found the divine being quite interesting. His rise to his current position through struggle mirrored his own experiences, making him pay extra attention to Xinghui every time he saw him.

 

“Don’t rush. Maybe after some time, you’ll really find me. By then, everything might be over, and the divine being might not have to perish… Of course, if it does shatter, as divine fragments, it should still be quite beautiful—”

 

Just as he finished speaking.

 

A thunderous roar erupted beside his ear, and he clearly felt the ground beneath him shaking continuously.

 

It felt like some enormous object had landed, and the initial noise was just an appetizer, followed by even more intense shaking and loud sounds.

 

“What’s happening?!”

 

His face turned pale, and he connected with the communications team responsible for the space station’s security.

 

“Commander, it’s bad! We just observed that around the outer perimeter of the space station, there are about ten unidentified starships. From their paint and style, they seem like demon race starships. They were not detected by our sensors when they entered our warning range! Now, the main guns of these ten ships are all aimed at our defense system, and the energy levels are continuously decreasing. In a few minutes at most, the defense system will be breached!”

 

How could this happen?!

 

Zhao Xiyuan jumped up, walked to the window, and looked outside.

 

The artificial sky had long been shattered, with energy cannons blasting repeatedly, making the sky look extremely strange.

 

Meanwhile, on the demon race’s starships.

 

Xinghui and Yuanyuan stood in front of the command platform, watching as the previously hidden Qimu Space Station revealed itself.

 

“Found it. Blast it open.”

 

Xinghui commanded, pointing at the protective shield.

 

It was bold and reckless, very much in line with the demon race’s spirit.

 

They all rolled up their sleeves, eager to act.

 

Endure?

 

Who would endure that!

 

**Author’s Note:**

 

Yuanyuan: Didn’t get to kiss the wife today [noted for reference]

 

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Extra update later, as usual, don’t wait up, my darlings~