Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor novel Chapter 987

Chapter 987 Communication

987 Communication

Wang Wei looked at the auspicious signs around the world. He noticed that people who use alternative methods of proving the Dao do not have large visions that cover an entire World Community.

However, such a minor fact did not change much. On the contrary, he was glad it was as such. Otherwise, some people might have already detected all the visions originating from the Myriad Emperor World.

The world was still in a state of recovery, so Wang Wei wanted it to remain anonymous for a while.

Tong Ruobing's sermon was about to begin, so he did the same thing he did for Xu Shi. He disconnected everybody from the Dream World and left a clone to listen to the sermon. He also used his power to allow people like Origin One and Wang Ju to listen to the sermon while they were far away. Meanwhile, his actual body continued training in the Qi Room.

The sermon lasted three years before Tong Ruobing stopped. Afterward, she headed to the Great Talisman City to leave a clone while she returned to the Star Beast World.

Heavenly Court:

Wang Wei's clone opened his eyes and exhaled. "I've finally completed the new version of the Origin Cultivation System."

After listening to all these sermons and along with a few other ideas from people in this generation, he finally finished updating the cultivation system.

'Should I reveal it now or wait until the next court meeting?' pondered Wang Wei for a moment before shaking his head. 'Let's deal with the current issue at hand.'

He directed his gaze toward the Emperor Enlightening Academy, but as expected, there was still no response from Emperor Kong or anyone from the upper dimension.

'There is still one year left, so let's wait.'

Wang Wei continued his retreat, and one year passed. He woke up again and contained Xu Shi. Sadly, the result was the same, so he could proceed with his Plan B.

Without wasting time, he summoned Jingwu Hua???the former Heaven Chosen of the Golden Crow Clan. Wang Wei waited for the throne, feeling the result of his training. In just five years, his strength increased by 1 Fiendgod Infant Force, reaching a grand total of 75.

He nodded in satisfaction with such progress despite knowing it wouldn't remain as fast as he became more powerful. A few minutes later, Jingwu Hua appeared in the throne room, followed by an Insurgent from the Golden Crow Clan.

"I only need to talk to her, so you're dismissed."

The Insurgent bowed before disappearing.

'It seems she has somewhat repaired her relationship with her clan,' thought Wang Wei. Before the final battle, Jingwu Hua had trouble in her clan because of her father's Emperor Bone.

'However, it makes sense since the world is about to enter an era where geniuses are even more valuable than they used to be,' analyzed Wang Wei before concentrating on Jingwu Hua.

If he could describe her current appearance, he would use the words [distress], [worry], and [thinning].

"I have seen Your Majesty the Heavenly Emperor," saluted Jingwu Hua, her melodious voice slightly hoarse.

"Be at ease," said Wang Wei as he released his soul to soothe her mind and reduce the fatigue visible in her eyes.

"Thank you, your majesty."

"Have you contacted your father?"

She paused before shaking her head, "No matter what I try, he won't respond."

"In that case, let me help you," continued Wang Wei. "Give me a drop of your blood."

She did not hesitate as a drop of blood forced out from the tip of her finger and rushed to Wang Wei. As he held the blood before his palm, a karmic thread connected to it rushed into the sky. His mind followed the thread, and he soon discovered a blockade. However, an unknown force allowed him access, so he reached his destination.

An image soon appeared in the room. Wang Wei and Jingwu Hua saw a large golden crow lying on the ground while in terrible shape. Its feather had lost its gilded luster, and the left wing had turned into bones while a black substance corroded the right wind.

The crow was missing two of his two legs, and he had a bright red flame fighting another black flame around his body.

"Father!"

Jingwu Hua's voice echoed through the karmic thread in that dark chamber, but the crow did not move or even react.

"Father! Father! Can you hear me?"