Chapter 2012 - Extreme Benevolence, Utmost Duty
More than ninety-five percent of beastmasters in the Myriad Solar Sects’ territory regarded Tianming as their ruler, even if they were still three-year-old children. He was a true world god. Almost every person from the Myriad Solar Sects was one of his believers. He also had tens of billions of believers among the celestial orderians. It was to be expected; after all, Tianming had defeated the sun emperor, in whom they had believed. If the sun emperor had also possessed the Primordial God-Emperor’s legacy, his Omnisentient Threads would have definitely exceeded five hundred billion. Spread throughout the north, these Omnisentient Threads were just the starting point. The sun had now returned to its original state, with the south pole below and the north pole above! With them, Tianming could easily pass on his beliefs, will, and decrees to the celestial orderians. For the leaderless celestial orderians, tens of billions were merely the beginning.
"Unless the sun emperor comes back to life, no one can turn this around. When Godfather awakens, he can use his identity to help me unify the sun, establish my Tianming Dynasty, and truly integrate this new world."
If having three hundred billion believers didn’t make him a god of the gods, then what would? Soaring from fifty billion to three hundred billion Omnisentient Threads, Tianming's Imperial Will had undergone earth-shaking changes. He felt transformed. The power granted to him by the Omnisentient Threads was boundless, because their divine will would give him control over their power. In other words, as long as he remained on the sun, his combat power would be much stronger than before.
"All this power!" Standing above the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb, Tianming punched with his black arm, creating an enormous hole that extended a hundred thousand meters ahead into the flaming clouds.
"That’s just as good as Apotheosis! I wonder how my strength compares to the mysterian sovereigns." His heart surged. Although this terrifying power from his believers was only effective on the sun, and he would still be a fourth-level solarian as long as he left, at the very least, others would find it difficult to conquer and seize his world.
"There should be about five hundred billion celestial orderians in total. If all eight hundred billion people of the sun were my believers, would that make me more powerful than the strongest sovereign of a skypiercer-class world? Would I be able to fight the top experts of a deific-class world?" Because his current strength was extraordinary, he wasn’t sure how he would compare to others. "The sun emperor once said that no sovereign in any heliacal-class world in the entire universe could rival him. Although he hadn’t seen everything, he wasn’t an overconfident man. I was able to kill Sovereign Sanctquility with just ten billion believers. I should be pretty strong right now."
Having tasted the benefits of his Tianming Dynasty in the Flameyellow Continent, he had once imagined how terrifying his power would be if he could turn the higher races of these nova source worlds into his believers. At the time, he had planted the seeds of his dreams. He had also done the same on the Violetglory Star. However, Violetglory wasn’t soil that belonged to him, so the billion Omnisentient Threads he had obtained through glory was probably the limit.
"It’s been a long time since I entered the wondersky realm. It’ll be amazing if I even have five hundred million believers left." Only on this world could he become the ruler and conquer the entire star after a significant nova source war. Tianming had realized his ambition and dream. On the journey back to the sun, he had seemed passive, but in fact, the Tianming Dynasty was his ambition. He couldn’t deny that he was also a man with dreams.
"Three hundred billion!"
Right now, he could move almost as fast as a divine astralship when he was on the sun. Of course, he couldn’t compare to one in space. With the power of his believers, there was nothing he couldn’t do. He could even see the invading specters through his Omnisentient Threads. More and more of them were aware of Tianming and the sun emperor and knew that the outcome of the battle for the ruler of the sun had already been decided. They were extremely aware that the destruction of Skywolf meant they were wild wolves without a home, trapped in a corner with no way out.
"Listen up, Skywolf specters!" Tianming’s announcement spread throughout the world via the three hundred billion Omnisentient Threads and subsequent dissemination. "Skywolf is gone! You have no way out! The sun will unite to kill every last one of you! However, I’ll give you a final opportunity to survive. As long as you choose to surrender, I will set aside a continent on the sun for you to live on, but it must be sealed for three thousand years! After that time, your descendants will become citizens of the sun. Now that Skywolf is gone, your bloodline will eventually disappear from the universe. It is up to you to choose whether you continue killing and cause the annihilation of your entire race, or surrender and preserve your bloodline! You can choose whether or not to believe me. I’ll show no mercy to those who want to die, but I’ll leave a way out for those who want to live!" That was Tianming’s decision in dealing with the specters. His announcement caused a mighty uproar on the sun.
"Big Brother, although I think this is good… won’t some people still think that killing all three billion specters is the right thing to do? After all, it won’t be so easy to put an end to their deep hatred," Qingyu asked.
"Well, there’s many people who will think so. Completely wiping them out is often the simplest and most secure option," Tianming replied.
"Then why not save yourself the trouble?" Qingyu said.
"Because the specters are spread out all over the sun. Individually, they’re strong. Besides, I’m on my own and the sun is enormous. It’d take a long time to kill them all. The most important thing is that neither the celestial orderians nor the Myriad Solar Sects have that kind of manpower. If we’re going to kill them all, we’ll lose at least a billion of our people and I don’t want to sacrifice a billion lives.” Tianming hoped that no more lives would be lost now that the war was over.
"So what should we do next? Drive those who surrendered to one place and banish them for three thousand years? And what if you aren’t here after three thousand years? What if they seek revenge?" Qingyu asked.
"Look at the specters of the Ninefold Hell. Have they taken revenge?" Tianming asked.
"No, they’re too weak. They can't keep up with those in the Flameyellow Continent," Qingyu said.
"That's right. We’ll give them a sealed continent and banish them for three thousand years. The current generation of specters would be dead by then. They can nurture hatred in their future generations, but we can also start with education, culture, and other aspects, and make them yearn for the outside world. It’s a long time, and anything can change. If the soul of their clan isn’t strong, it’ll be difficult to pass that down to the new generations. And after three thousand years, we’ll only be stronger. There’ll be more sovereigns. Three billion specters would be incomparable to hundreds of billions. Wolves will eventually become dogs.... I’ve done my best for these murderous invaders. Placing three billion specters in one continent isn’t really imprisoning them, is it?"
"I understand.… We’d have to sacrifice the lives of our people to deal with them, so it's better to leave it to time." Qingyu nodded.
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