Human Pasture
Yang Muquan was stunned.
This Miniature Blazing Sun came too fast, so fast that he didn't even have time to react. Endless light and heat instantly filled his eyes. He didn't feel any pain himself; it was warm, as if he was about to melt into it.
A churning torch rose from the earth, still continuously expanding. The pupils of Lü Liangren and the others abruptly contracted. He grabbed the Fourth Hall's collar, and the next moment, several of them were swallowed within it!
Boom——!!!
The earth trembled, and the scorching sun slowly annihilated in the ruins.
When the Fourth Hall opened his eyes again in horror, the Ink Wash Vast Ocean was like a scorched painting scroll, burnt with a hideous tear. And within those dancing embers, a blurry blob of bloodstain remained on the ground.
That was Yang Muquan.
No defense, no resistance, no corpse... His flesh and blood body was burned to ashes in that explosion, not even leaving behind bone residue. A Rank 7 had just disappeared silently from the world like this.
"This..." The Fourth Hall stared blankly at this scene. Up until now, he hadn't recovered from the explosion just now.
At the same time,
The Second Hall and the Third Hall looked at that ruins with swirling dust, their complexions extremely unsightly...
Amidst the dancing embers, a figure draped in a white scientific research robe was slowly walking over.
It was a tall, thin Middle-Aged Man. With his hands in his pockets, he was as casual as if taking a stroll in his own garden. His skin and facial features were as if meticulously carved, without a single flaw... Two crimson Philosopher's Stones were embedded between his eyebrows, emitting a mysterious and dangerous faint light.
"...Lord of Wuji." Lü Liangren's eyes were full of astonishment.
How could he appear here??
He came to the Red Dust Domain, then what about the Wuji Domain? Over there, who is going to maintain the Domain protecting the Wuji Domain from the Gray Realm Convergence!?
The Lord of Wuji's gaze didn't even look at the three Hall Masters, but calmly stopped beside Brand, who had also been blasted into a puddle of bloody mud.
"Don't play dead." The Lord of Wuji spoke indifferently.
The next moment, that puddle of bloody mud actually slowly spread outwards. Like an octopus with a thousand tentacles, it slowly outlined a small Alchemy Array Formation. Wisps of lightning coiled within it, and a body actually struggled to climb out bit by bit from the bloody mud!
First the palms, then the head, the torso... From white bones to blood-colored muscles, before that figure even had time to grow skin, it fell to its knees with a plop in front of the Lord of Wuji.
"Many thanks, Lord of Wuji!!" Brand's vocal cords didn't seem to be completely repaired yet, but the tone of his speech was full of passion. His voice was like nails scratching across a blackboard, piercing and unpleasant to hear...
The Lord of Wuji glanced at this bloody man who made one's scalp tingle, and looked away with some disgust.
"Is the array for refining the Philosopher's Stones ready?"
"Answering Lord of Wuji, not yet." Brand knelt and said aggrievedly, "As soon as I entered the Red Dust Domain, I was chased and beaten by these Hall Masters. I didn't have time to set it up at all."
"Go do your work."
"...Yes!"
Brand staggered to his feet from the ground. That hideous face without any skin turned to look at the three Hall Masters. After showing a terrifying smile, he walked towards the depths of the Red Dust Domain without looking back.
Seeing this, Lü Liangren's face was extremely gloomy. Of course he knew what Brand was going to do. But they had finally managed to beat Brand to the brink of death with great difficulty; how could they just let him leave like this?
Lü Liangren tightened his grip on the eight-foot ink brush in his hand. Just as he was about to make a move to intercept Brand, a gentle breeze brushed past his cheek...
His pupils slightly contracted.
"You..."
Smack——!!
A soft sound came from behind Lü Liangren. He abruptly turned his head to look, only to see that the Fourth Hall's head was already gone... A torso carrying a Drawing Board stood in place, but from the neck up, there was only a patch of nothingness left.
And at this time, that figure in the white scientific research robe calmly walked past his shoulder, an extra golden head in his hand.
On the face of that golden head, the Fourth Hall's astonishment and horror still remained, remarkably true to life. Any master sculptor in the world would find it hard to copy details restored so realistically...
That was a perfect work of art.
The Lord of Wuji casually threw the golden head on the ground. In mid-air, the gold suddenly transformed into ceramic and shattered on the ground with a bang, splashing bloody mud and flesh all over the floor.
The Fourth Hall, dead.
"Now, the small fry have disappeared."
The Lord of Wuji patted the dust on his hands, as if he had just casually crushed two ants to death.
Lü Liangren watched helplessly as two Hall Masters died in front of him. The anger in his chest burned ragingly. "Lord of Wuji!!! Are you really going to make enemies of all humanity??"
"I am not making enemies of humanity... On the contrary, I am saving humanity, saving this deformed era."
"Saving humanity? How do you have the face to say these words??"
"The lifespan of carbon-based lifeforms is limited. Even if it can be delayed for a few hundred years, there will eventually be a day of death... Betting the future of all humanity on nine carbon-based lifeforms was deformed to begin with."
The Lord of Wuji spoke calmly,
"The continuation of human civilization lies in reproduction, and reproduction requires a stable environment... The Nine Great Human Realms based on the Nine Monarchs cannot possibly be stable. The Human Domains are like rotten wooden boats sailing in turbulent rivers; there might be a day they capsize at any time.
So, the best way to change all this is to build a giant ship that will never rot or capsize...
And I, am the best candidate to become this giant ship."
"In order to make yourself a giant ship, so you proactively overturn other people's boats?"
"For the continuation of human civilization, there must always be sacrifices."
"This is not called sacrifice." Lü Liangren pointed at the bloody man Brand who was excitedly rushing towards the depths of the Red Dust Domain, and spoke sternly, "This is naked, deliberate slaughter! This is genocide!"
"So what if it's genocide? As long as I achieve Immortality, the Wuji Domain can also be eternal. Even if only ten thousand people are left alive by then, humanity can still continue, for hundreds of years, thousands of years...
My boundless lifespan is the eternity of humanity."
"Fuck your eternity of humanity!" Lü Liangren couldn't help but curse.
"From the perspective of human continuation, your idea is indeed feasible." The Second Hall suddenly spoke, making Lü Liangren look at him in astonishment, but then he continued to say,
"But the fate of humanity absolutely cannot be a vassal to a single, fixed human individual... If an individual's thoughts can easily manipulate the survival and continuation of humanity, then humans would be no different from pigs and dogs kept in a pen.
Although your flesh may be eternal, your spirit and thinking will also gradually ossify, and even mutate amidst absolute power and absolute loneliness over thousands of years... Your thinking will mark time in place, but human society rolls ever forward. This is an irreconcilable contradiction. By then, a single thought of yours might lead human society to its destruction.
What you are building is not a giant ship, but a Human Pasture completely dominated and controlled by you."