Published at 27th of June 2026 6:48 am

Chapter 7074 Cleaning Up

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The moment Long Chen left, the bloody sky of this world instantly turned blue.

It was as if the world was being purified. The sun appeared once more, and the mountains of corpses and lakes of blood vanished. If the land didn’t still bear the scars of the cataclysmic battles that had just unfolded, no one would think that this clear sky was covering the unmarked graves of an untold number of cultivators and hundreds of overlords of major forces—people who had power over countless lives, yet had lost theirs in the blink of an eye.

“What the…?”

When the Jiuli race’s experts came out of the Jiuli Tower and saw this world before them, they were all stupefied. They had expected a scene of carnage, yet what they saw was nothing but the usual peaceful world they were used to. They couldn’t help looking at that man standing at the top of the tower, and their gazes were both reverent and fearful.

They thought that this was Long Zhantian’s doing. They had no way of knowing that it was actually Evilmoon that had sucked away all the flesh, blood, and aura of resentment lingering on the battlefield before leaving.

Jiang Li also appeared before Long Zhantian.

“May I know what your plans are for us?”

He was resentful. He was angry. But he was also terrified. The great realm lord was now essentially a prisoner, and one word from Long Zhantian would decide his fate. The other elders who had fought over the Jiuli Tower, whether they were traitors on Lord Brahma’s side or Jiang Li’s followers, were also ashen.

The Jiuli Tower was now under Long Zhantian’s control, and more importantly, the two patriarchs had also taken action to help him. In other words, they fully approved of him. This signified that Long Zhantian was not just the master of the Jiuli Tower, but also the highest authority in the Jiuli race. Thinking of how they had colluded with Long Can, as well as the three immemorial sects, to kill Long Chen, the elders felt there was no hope of survival. The time to pay for their debts had come.

The other experts of the Jiuli race all felt a deep chill grip their hearts. They knew that the sun shining upon this territory marked a new dawn for the Jiuli race, but the price of this rebirth would be a massacre. The Jiuli Divine Realm had just been crippled at the hands of those who were supposed to protect it. Someone had to take responsibility.

Millions of experts were silent. They simply looked at the man standing at the top of the tower.

“The Jiuli race is one of the human race’s strongest bloodlines. But it is now corrupted and decayed. I am Long Zhantian, a son of the Jiuli race. I have been acknowledged by the Jiuli Tower and entrusted with the responsibility to revive the race. And just like my own son, I cannot tolerate traitors. I hereby decree: All of you who sold their own kin to outsiders are sentenced to death!”

Suddenly, the Jiuli Tower trembled. Chains of light flew out, piercing through the chests of over two million people. They screamed in anguish. Some of them were the ones who had helped Long Can seize the tower. Others were pillars of the Jiuli Divine Realm with high authority; still others were heavenly geniuses of the junior generation.

Seeing so many people targeted, the others’ expressions changed. How could the Jiuli Divine Realm have this many traitors? Worse still, many of those were familiar faces. The spectators’ hearts sank.

Yet they did not question Long Zhantian’s truthfulness. After all they had witnessed, they fully believed that these people were traitors and not simply people he wanted to get rid of to take power. What need was there for him to do that? He and Long Chen were prideful people, down to their very bones. They would definitely disdain doing such a thing.

Everyone targeted by the chains was pulled into the Jiuli Tower without mercy. The echoes of their terrified screams were all that remained.

Surprisingly, Jiang Li and his direct supporters were not among those dragged in. The others immediately understood that Long Zhantian’s judgment was not yet over.

“Apart from those who directly colluded with outsiders and betrayed the Jiuli race, there are also some who abused their position and selfishly seized power and resources that did not belong to them. You have suppressed the growth of your own people, you have oppressed anyone who could get in your way, and you have the blood of countless innocent people of the Jiuli race on your hands. I hereby decree: All of you who treated their own kin worse than beasts are sentenced to death!”

Now, over ten million experts were pierced through the chest by those flying chains, over five times more than the number of traitors. These chains exerted an absolute restraining power upon them; no matter their cultivation or combat abilities, once they were pierced through, they could not move.

These people were all terrified. Targeting others who could get ahead of them was practically an unwritten rule of the Jiuli race. In fact, among the Jiuli race’s experts, very few people could consider themselves entirely innocent. Naturally, in front of such a cold and unforgiving judgment, everyone was shivering.

“Long Zhantian, if you kill people like this, then all the Jiuli race’s top experts will be gone by tomorrow! You are clearly bringing the Jiuli race to destruction!” Jiang Li howled. This time, his chest had also been pierced.

Meanwhile, there were others who wept and pleaded for clemency. “Master Zhantian, we were wrong, but please give us a chance! We would rather die on the battlefield fighting for the Jiuli race! Please, give us one chance!”

Once a person was about to die, they suddenly gained clarity on many things. They thought back to their past and felt regret and remorse.

“Now you think of your people? You should have thought about them sooner. It’s too late now!” Long Zhantian snorted. The next moment, the chains dragged those people into the Jiuli Tower.

“Long Zhantian, you brute! You and your son are both sinners! You won’t have a good death!” cursed Jiang Li.

Even as the former realm lord, he was merely an ant in front of the greatest power of the Jiuli race. He was dragged inside like a helpless dog.

In an instant, the Jiuli race’s numbers had shrunk significantly, particularly among the higher-tier experts. The majority of the higher-ups had just been killed, and among the new generation of disciples, a third were gone. As for the survivors, they were all shivering; terror swarmed their hearts. But in front of the Jiuli Tower, in front of Long Zhantian, they were all ants with no power to resist.

Even the once-supreme realm lord had been mercilessly killed. Any resistance would be a joke.

Seeing people’s terror and panic, Long Zhantian couldn’t help gazing into the distance and sighing. There was disappointment in this sigh, and there was weariness as well. In addition, there was a profound sense of powerlessness…

The fair-faced scholarly man who had offered to sacrifice himself for Long Chen finally could not take it anymore. He clenched his teeth and stepped forward. “Master Zhantian, our Jiuli race… Can it really… return to its former glory?”

He was barely able to get the words out. The Jiuli Divine Realm had just lost so many experts. That was an incredibly serious blow. With such a loss, how could the Jiuli race stand out in this new era? Was there really any hope for the Jiuli race?

Long Zhantian pulled his gaze back from the distance and turned to him. He solemnly said, “The rotten flesh has been carved out. The pillars have crumbled, but the foundation remains. There is still hope, but…”

He couldn’t help sighing once more.

“Master Zhantian, may I ask where that hope is?” asked the scholar.

Of course, that would be my son! Long Zhantian once more sighed, this time to himself, and did not answer out loud.

If the Jiuli race wanted to rise again, if it wanted to return to its former glory, or even surpass it, then Long Chen was the only one who could help them do so. However, Long Zhantian understood his son all too well. He did not have his father’s magnanimity, and neither did he have any sense of belonging to this race. If anything, Long Chen only felt hatred for them. Long Tianrui’s death had been a serious blow to him, and for the Jiuli race to be forgiven was as difficult as ascending the heavens. Even Long Zhantian didn’t think he could convince his son to accept them.

“Master Zhantian… Is Senior Long Chen the hope you’re talking about?”

Long Zhantian lifted his head in surprise. Though he had said nothing, this scholar had actually figured it out by himself. Long Zhantian couldn’t help examining this man once more. He was definitely more intelligent than average.

“What is your name?” asked Long Zhantian.

The scholar hastily bowed. “I am Ye Ziwen!”

Long Zhantian nodded. “Good. Ye Ziwen, lead a hundred thousand disciples to the divine capital to assist the Full Moon Sect.”

“Yes!”

Ye Ziwen was overjoyed, as were Feng Fei and Jiang Yue’... for a single moment.

“Feng Fei, Jiang Yue’e, you stay behind. Take charge of the major divisions and find people to take charge of the subdivisions. It’s time to reorganize.”

When Long Zhantian said this, the two of them instantly understood that he didn’t want to make his son feel bad.

Long Chen was extremely stubborn. He rarely changed his mind. The Jiuli race had already caused him a deep wound, and he was in no mood to deal with them. However, Long Chen was also someone who cared greatly about his friends. If Long Zhantian sent Feng Fei and Jiang Yue’e over, Long Chen would undoubtedly take it as his father trying to make him feel better about the Jiuli race. This might not necessarily make him reject them, but it would most certainly not establish any kind of strong connection.

They had to make Long Chen see the attitude of the Jiuli race itself, especially the junior generation. Otherwise, if it was his father’s wish, or his friends trying to pull him in, it would only end up casting a shadow on his heart.

Thus, Feng Fei and Jiang Yue’e could only watch as Ye Ziwen grandly led a hundred thousand disciples away.

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