After Admitting The Wrong God They Regret It - Chapter 85

As Xinghui was dragged into the storm’s space after being detected as a threat, the merfolk’s laboratory was breached, exposing their experimental base.

 

Major upper-tier star systems had long been secretly observing the actions of the Demon Clan after they entered the upper-tier star systems. At this moment, they not only discovered the hidden merfolk but also noted that the Abyss, which had been dormant since its last appearance, had become active again and was showing signs of change.

 

The once dim and silent stars began to shine again, and the Abyss, layer upon layer, murmured incomprehensibly, like crying or calling.

 

The Abyss, which had chosen to slumber after a severe setback, had not reacted to interstellar events for some time. Everyone quickly realized that Xinghui had done something in the merfolk’s domain.

 

Now, the once bustling streets of Brilliant Star had lost their former prosperity. The things once favored by the false gods were abandoned by the angry citizens, along with the royal family that was perceived to have deceived them alongside the false gods.

 

More and more residents, who once scrambled for a place to live in Brilliant Star, now wanted to leave the entire Light Star System. Opposition to the royal family was particularly strong.

 

However, these uprisings and protests were mainly visible through rallies and online forums. Although many of the royal guards had chosen to leave, significantly weakening the royal power, those who remained showed deep skepticism towards the royal authority. They were no longer obedient to the royal family, with some factions directly announcing their severance from both the alliance and the royal family.

 

But due to the formidable strength of the Klara Clan, these issues hadn’t reached the palace gates.

 

Additionally, many had been brainwashed by the Celestial Organization and were now firmly opposing the divine beings.

 

The entire Light Star System was in chaos.

 

In the palace of Brilliant Star, Yuanquan sat in a courtyard that was quieter than usual.

 

Someone stood beside him, whispering that Yuanlin, after receiving news about the merfolk and the divine beings, had taken a part of his team to the vicinity of the mermaid star, seemingly to wait for the divine beings to emerge. It was unclear what his objective was.

 

This person had come to ask, fearing that Yuanlin might do something irreparable and further provoke the divine beings. With the Abyss’s power weakened and pollution still present, and the Abyss’s weakening power growing stronger, everyone harbored a secret hope.

 

Even though Xinghui despised them now, as a divine being, he would have to cleanse the pollution bit by bit, and they might still have a chance to show their repentance and receive divine protection again.

 

Yuanquan did not even lift his eyelids. He had been sitting quietly, contemplating for days, neglecting himself, making him appear somewhat disheveled.

 

“Let him go… The result will be the same.”

 

Yuanquan’s voice was calm and unperturbed, even when he heard about the Abyss’s disturbances.

 

He had a general idea of what Yuanlin intended to do.

 

Xinghui was a divine being who valued responsibility.

 

They had known this for a long time.

 

But ever since Xinghui left, Yuanquan had been clear on one thing.

 

Even if he bore the responsibility of a divine being, Xinghui would not return.

 

Chasing power, striving to fulfill the wishes of the elders, desiring to leave a strong mark in the annals of history, but in the end, losing everything, it seemed that even the empire of the Light Star System would collapse.

 

Yuanquan had also tried to recall memories related to Xinghui during this time.

 

That decisive, unhesitating, and efficient dark-haired divine being seemed like a stranger to him.

 

No matter how he recalled, he could only remember Xinghui sitting quietly in a trench coat.

 

Opposition in the Light Star System was growing stronger and could no longer be suppressed. What would happen next was uncertain.

 

Was this the end for the self-serving?

 

After the hesitant person left, Yuanquan’s hand slammed down beside him, his body sagging as if deflated, leaning back.

 

**

 

Xinghui, of course, was unaware of these disturbances.

 

At the moment, everything before him was pitch black, as if he had been pulled into a box without light.

 

Even though he quickly reacted, he still could not escape the storm’s pull.

 

This was the storm’s final counterattack.

 

Xinghui had just destroyed the device controlling the storm’s power and had relaxed slightly.

 

He thought that once this was resolved, the storm would not return in the short term, and he would deal with future issues later.

 

Xinghui could actually feel his power continuously growing.

 

He briefly considered if, with his increasing power, he could grasp the storm’s tail and completely eliminate it.

 

End this twisted era.

 

But the storm clearly realized this.

 

As Xinghui’s power continued to rise, it decisively pulled him into its space, trying to trap him or completely deplete his divine power.

 

In any case, it could not allow Xinghui to continue growing.

 

The storm’s chaotic and destructive emotions were unusually unified in their panic and urgency to resolve Xinghui at all costs.

 

But because it had forcefully torn open the space to pull Xinghui in, it had suffered some damage itself, and the space it had torn open could not be controlled.

 

Thus, it became very irritable with the demons and the crystal that followed Xinghui into the space.

 

These were unstable factors that needed to be dealt with!

 

They had to be eliminated!

 

Just like when Xinghui and another divine being were born.

 

Xinghui instantly felt the pressure on him.

 

He could barely see anything before him, as if floating in the air.

 

At this moment, it felt like an invisible force was pressing down on him, directly opposing his growing mental power, trying to crush it.

 

Xinghui resisted without hesitation.

 

In this sensation, Xinghui felt a hint of familiarity.

 

He had experienced this feeling before.

 

Probably when he was still a force of power.

 

Xinghui felt an intense palpitation.

 

Like a psychological shadow, it completely immersed him in that panicked emotion.

 

He felt as if he was being crushed into many pieces by this sensation, and even the golden light sphere beside him shattered into flecks of light.

 

Pain, confusion, and struggle surged in that moment, and his gradually recovering strength reacted instinctively to this pressure.

 

The storm was a collection of all malevolent emotions, combining physical and psychological suffering. It was skilled at manipulating hearts.

 

In the moment Xinghui was stunned, the storm had already noticed this, seized the opportunity, and increased its power, trying to intensify Xinghui’s inner turmoil and pain, hoping to find a chance.

 

To shatter Xinghui within the storm.

 

Just like before.

 

It had once completely shattered Xinghui’s power.

 

The dark-haired divine being should have been destroyed, so why was he still appearing?

 

Why was he still hindering it?!

 

The storm’s power grew more irate.

 

“Shatter. Just like before, fear and terror are your weaknesses.”

 

Many voices within the storm, hoarse and frenzied, surrounded Xinghui from all sides.

 

To it, divine beings had never been a concern.

 

When it was drawn into the Abyss by the merfolk’s power, it had merely seized the opportunity to crush the two small light points that had just appeared.

 

Now, any emotion of fear and terror from Xinghui’s early days was a breakthrough the Abyss was seeking.

 

“You think too highly of yourself.”

 

The storm’s voice slowed down, as if it were surprised that the dark-haired divine being, who should have been terrified by the destructive force, suddenly spoke up.

 

The storm felt that Xinghui, dragged forcefully into the center of the storm’s power, didn’t seem to exhibit the instinctive fear it expected from the power that had once destroyed him.

 

The storm, feeling Xinghui’s power, grew increasingly agitated.

 

Currently, the powers were in a standoff, creating a peculiar balance, with neither side able to overcome the other.

 

Xinghui couldn’t see anything and was dragged into the storm, like floating debris in the current.

 

Yet, despite this, Xinghui looked up, his expression unchanged.

 

With the faint feelings he was experiencing, Xinghui vaguely remembered something.

 

He remembered being shattered by the storm’s power at his birth, and the opponent’s speed had made him lose consciousness quickly. By the time he awoke, he was unaware of his loss of power and vision, compounded by Yuejian’s appearance.

 

He hadn’t realized someone was sabotaging him, which led to his brother disappearing, his power fading, and ultimately, a difficult rebirth.

 

He mustn’t be afraid.

 

He couldn’t be afraid.

 

Xinghui’s heart raced.

 

The feeling was too intense, and he was not impervious to fear. Under the divine authority, Xinghui had not changed from start to finish.

 

He clenched his fists and stubbornly faced the storm.

 

He was not afraid!

 

He couldn’t lose his divine authority; he was a reliable and capable divine being in the eyes of his followers.

 

How could he let this feeling shake him easily?

 

Xinghui stubbornly looked up, his face cold, and although his sharp eyes couldn’t see what was in front of him, they remained fixed on one spot.

 

He appeared calm, even a bit composed.

 

Xinghui’s habitual stance made the already panicked storm’s power more chaotic.

 

It wanted to divide more power to deal with Xinghui.

 

But the agitation from the other two forces that joined in made it unable to allocate more power.

 

As an interstellar race, Yuanyuan could still use violent suppression to slow down the storm.

 

But the shallow golden divine fragments that had recklessly charged forward upon sensing Xinghui’s power further confused the storm.

 

It began to doubt whether it was too late to suppress the crisis and whether it had made a wrong move.

 

**Author’s Note:**

 

Xinghui: Lift your head, straighten your chest. Even if you’re scared inside, you can’t lose the divine authority! [Isn’t this the right attitude?!]

 

Yuanyuan: Wife, wife, wife, where’s my wife? Damn, why is this so annoying!

 

Brother: I’m coming, I’m coming, I’ll be there soon!!

 

**

 

There will be more later; we should be able to get through this plot point. Don’t wait, my darlings!