Chapter 1575 — The Other Shore Overthrown

Ancestral Spirit Luoxiao, who had woken at some unknown hour, had likewise sensed from Lord Langwan's divine consciousness the shifting tides of the world, and so he spoke his mind. "Ancestral Spirit Luoxiao has always been mad and addled, lacking his primary divine consciousness.

" An ancient spirit's obscure divine consciousness surged as it said, "His thoughts are unclear, his awareness dim.

Lord, you must not heed him. " Many ancient spirits said one after another, "Do not heed him.

" Luoxiao's voice was shrill and furious: "A mere pellet of land, with no thought of advance, content to keep the status quo — destruction will be upon us before long!

We must leave, we must leave! " "Ancestral Spirit Luoxiao is worthy of respect, but his thoughts are disordered.

Do not heed him.

" Many ancient spirits said one after another, "Lord, you must know — if you lead our people away from here, out into the world to wage war, how many of our people will die? Our Creator race is already in decline; it cannot withstand further upheaval. " Lord Langwan stood in the void, her figure graceful, her garments drifting, appearing utterly serene.

After a moment, her divine consciousness echoed through the Ancestral Spirit Realm: "I am resolved to lead the Creator race out of the Other Shore Void, to go out into the world and wage war, to win for the Creators a future in which they can survive.

I ask the ancestral spirits to forgive me! " Her divine consciousness enraged many ancient ancestral spirits, and countless spirits roared in fury: "Langwan, we granted you the name of Divine King because we saw that you were untroubled by emotion, capable of calm judgment, wholeheartedly considerate of your people, and would not act on sentiment. Now you have the heart of a gambler, and you will only lead our race to destruction!

" "To act on sentiment is only to become the Grand Emperor, to become Boyang, to become Shujun! " "We who granted you the name of Divine King can also take it back! " "If you persist in your willful course, then you are no longer the Divine King of our Creator race! " Lord Langwan's face remained as calm as ever.

She said lightly, "The name of Divine King was granted by you, and you have the power to take it back.

But you cannot dictate my people's power to choose.

The Creators of the Other Shore Void can only survive by clinging to Carefree Land.

Now that Carefree Land has migrated away, we Creators must migrate as well. " "Then we strip you of the name of Divine King! " the ancestral spirits of the Ancestral Spirit Realm said in unison. Lord Langwan withdrew her divine consciousness.

At that moment the entire Ancestral Spirit Realm appeared above the Other Shore Void, overshadowing the many heavens and worlds, great and small, within the Other Shore.

The Creators in those heavens and worlds all raised their heads to look at the Ancestral Spirit Realm. The ancestral spirits of every race in the Ancestral Spirit Realm emerged one by one, towering and supremely great. Their divine consciousness surged, reaching into the mind of every Creator, announcing that Langwan was stripped of the name of Divine King and expressly forbidding the Creators to heed Langwan's command.

Among all the tribes of the Creators, high and low, there was an uproar. The people whispered to one another, opinions flying in confusion, unable for a time to accept this decision. Langwan remained utterly calm, letting the ancestral spirits strip away everything from her.

Only after they had stripped her of everything did her divine consciousness erupt, sweeping across all the heavens and worlds. "Is there any Creator willing to come with me, to leave the Other Shore Void, to go out into the world beyond and wage war, to take back our ancestral land, to seize the right to survive?

" Her voice rose in the mind of every Creator: "Here there is no future, only heavens and earth conjured by illusory consciousness. The Other Shore Void is fair, but if the enemy comes, they will pen us in here and leave us no chance of escape!

" "Come with me! " "The world beyond is vaster!

" The Ancestral Spirit Realm was enraged. The divine consciousness that composed the Ancestral Spirit Realm pressed down from above, suppressing Langwan's divine consciousness so that she could no longer persuade the Creators. Langwan still surged her divine consciousness, telling everyone her thoughts: "There may be fierce competition there, there may even be death, but we will learn, we will advance, we will keep pace with the times!

" "Come with me, for the future of our race, for our descendants!

Follow me!

" The Ancestral Spirit Realm suddenly transformed into an enormous eye — that was the foundation from which the Ancestral Spirit Realm had been forged, a Primordial Stone! The divine consciousness of the many ancestral spirits pressed down through the Primordial Stone, strengthened no less than tenfold.

Langwan's divine consciousness was immediately suppressed, and she could no longer communicate with the Creators. Langwan's face remained calm. She stood quietly in the void, gazing at her people in the various heavens.

Whether the Zili tribe, the Silkworm Maiden tribe, or the tribes of Zhuqiu, Dongming, Yanlong, Xiatai and the rest — not a single Creator stepped forward, not one spoke up to say they would follow her.

Langwan's lips moved.

She did not use her divine consciousness but spoke aloud, in a low voice close to pleading: "Come with me. Do not stay here any longer.

" Her emotions suddenly broke free; tears would not stop.

She cried out loudly, "Come with me! If we stay here, the Creators will be annihilated!

Follow me—" Still no one answered her. Langwan looked at them in near despair.

Everyone avoided her gaze. They were too dependent on the ancestral spirits.

It was the ancestral spirits who had sacrificed themselves to create this Other Shore Void, the ancestral spirits who had built the Ancestral Spirit Realm and sheltered them for a million years.

When they struggled against Carefree Land, it was the ancestral spirits who had helped Langwan hold off Kaihuang.

Langwan's title of Divine King had also been conferred by the ancestral spirits; they could raise her as Divine King, and they could raise another. On the surface, it was Langwan who held the greatest power, but in truth the power over the Other Shore Void had always belonged to the ancestral spirits of the Ancestral Spirit Realm.

The ancestral spirits could confer the title of Divine King, and they could confer the title of Holy Infant.

Langwan staggered through one heaven after another, her hopeful gaze falling on one kinsman after another. Yet still no one answered her, no one stepped forward to say, I will follow you. Even those who had always respected her most did not dare meet her eyes now.

For the sake of the Creator race, Langwan had cast aside all her emotions.

Yet now the feelings within her erupted all at once, overwhelming her, making her feel that everything she had done was in vain. Her heart nearly lost all its drive; her arts, her cultivation, nearly collapsed and dissolved!

"I will follow you.

" Suddenly a voice broke the silence. Joy leapt in Langwan's heart. Following the voice, she saw Xiuzhong step forward.

He said gravely, "I will follow you.

Langwan, though you are younger than I, your wisdom over these many years has won my wholehearted admiration.

I trust your judgment. " He turned and called out loudly, "My people, who will come with me? " He did not use his divine consciousness, but his voice was loud and powerful, carrying through all the heavens.

One after another, Creators of his own tribe stepped forward and silently came to his side.

Langwan found her courage again. Her collapsing dao heart immediately steadied, and her cultivation no longer waned.

"Whatever happens, Langwan is the Divine King in my heart.