"Little sister, you are as wise as ever. Since it has come to this, I will no longer hide it.
The power generated by the fusion of the Seven Treasures can not only revive our deceased brothers and sisters but also restore the Great Desolation.
However, I will need your help. As the princess of the Wu clan, you bear this responsibility.
Xuan Ming hesitated to directly state that Wang Shu needed to be devoured and Ming Yue needed to sacrifice her life.
"That is indeed a great thing. I wonder what I need to do? Brother Xuan Ming, please tell me directly.
Also, you just mentioned restoring the Great Desolation.
What will happen to this world and the people in it now?"
Ming Yue's expression turned grave. Her intuition told her that Xuan Ming was hiding crucial information.
"Alright, I'll be direct. What you need to do is be devoured by me.
This way, I can unite the Seven Treasures and gain their power. But don't worry.
You will be resurrected along with the others who have died. Brother won't lie to you.
As for this world, it will naturally be destroyed. The people in this world are useful.
To restore the Great Desolation, the power of the Seven Treasures is far from enough. We also need the lives of all people in this world as sacrifices.
They are like ants, not worth caring about. Little sister, you don't need to worry about them."
Facing Ming Yue's questioning, Xuan Ming's answer was righteous, displaying an air of superiority.
"Brother Xuan Ming, this is the last time I will address you as such. I understand your desire to revive the Wu clan.
Even if I were to die, I would have no regrets, for I am the princess of the Wu clan.
I have the obligation and responsibility, and I am willing to dedicate everything for the Wu clan, including my life.
But you should not regard human lives as worthless. The people of the Wu clan are lives, and the people of this world are also lives.
The Wu clan numbers only a thousand or eight hundred people, while this world has no less than a million!
Moreover, the Wu clan has been dead for ten thousand years, while the people of this world are living beings.
The Great Desolation has been destroyed and is now history. You want to use millions of living beings and this vibrant world
to exchange for a Great Desolation that has turned into a mirage. You are insane and inhumane.
Among these people are my family, friends, and loved ones. I will never allow you to harm them.
This world is also my home. If you wish to destroy it, then you are my enemy.
If you insist on your path, then between us, there will be no more siblings, but sworn enemies!
You have already killed Bao Bao, and now you want to slaughter the innocent. We will fight until one of us dies!"
Ming Yue's magical power surged. She looked at Xuan Ming with a face as cold as ice, speaking each word with conviction.
This world had developed to this point through her efforts and dedication. Her most important people were here.
No matter who wanted to destroy this world, she would not agree, not even Xuan Ming.
"Foolish! You are unworthy of being the princess of the Wu clan, unworthy of your doting elder brothers and sisters, and unworthy of the Wu clan citizens who support you.
Since you are so obstinate, do not blame me for being ruthless. For the sake of the Wu clan, I must kill you."
Xuan Ming was thoroughly berated by Ming Yue, and he became enraged. The Wu clan was inherently hot-tempered, and he immediately attacked Ming Yue.
With a wave of his hand, torrential rain fell, each drop a sharp blade flying towards Ming Yue.
He was the Ancestral Witch of Rain, and rain was his innate power, his strongest attack.
It seemed he truly intended to kill Ming Yue, as he showed no mercy in his attack.
"Xuan Ming, do not speak in the name of our other elder brothers and sisters, or the citizens of the Wu clan. You are not worthy.
The nature of the Wu clan is to love nature and revere life.
If the other Ancestral Witches knew that you were exchanging millions of innocent lives for their resurrection, they would not agree either.
You have been deluded. Today, as the princess of the Wu clan, I will purge the scum of the Wu clan.
You want to kill me? It's not that easy. Have you forgotten? Ten thousand years ago, I learned all your witchcraft."
Having already fallen out, Ming Yue no longer called Xuan Ming "brother" but referred to herself as the princess of the Wu clan.
Seeing the downpour attacking her, she pointed her finger, and all the raindrops froze in mid-air as if under a paralyzing spell.
Immediately after, Wang Shu transformed into a ten-zhang-long blade of light and slashed towards Xuan Ming.
Xuan Ming did not expect Ming Yue to have recovered all her cultivation from her previous life. He was too slow to dodge and had a sleeve cut off by Wang Shu.
"Ming Yue, you forced my hand."
Xuan Ming had never suffered such humiliation since his formation. Even during the battle between the Wu and Demon clans, he had the upper hand.
Now, having his sleeve cut by Ming Yue, he felt deeply insulted. He reached out and summoned Xian Yun.
"You stole the Endless Sea of Clouds? Xuan Ming, as an Ancestral Witch, you engage in petty thievery.
All the people of the Wu clan are upright and honorable. You are unworthy of being an Ancestral Witch, and unworthy of being a member of the Wu clan."
As soon as Xian Yun appeared, Ming Yue sensed the aura of the other five magical artifacts within it, as well as the Endless Sea of Clouds.
The Wu clan always acted directly and despised underhanded tactics.
Even during the ancient battle between the Wu and Demon clans, they fought honorably, directly challenging the Demon clan's Heavenly Court.
Xuan Ming's theft of the Endless Sea of Clouds and then the magical artifacts, such acts of petty thievery, made Ming Yue look down on him.
"Sharp-tongued! Don't just boast. You'll cry soon enough."
Xuan Ming tossed Xian Yun into the air. The cloud, originally palm-sized, expanded explosively.
It surged towards Ming Yue, covering the sky. Within the sea of clouds, it contained the power of all six magical artifacts.
Ming Yue's expression changed drastically. With her cultivation, she could barely resist the power of one or two artifacts.
But now, with the power of six artifacts fused together, she found it difficult to resist.
Thinking that as long as Xuan Ming could not obtain Wang Shu, his resurrection plan would be difficult to implement, and this world would be safe.
Ming Yue retracted Wang Shu into her body and summoned Qing Luan again. She intended to escape and find Ji Shiyou.
She believed that if Ji Shiyou joined forces with her, they could definitely defeat Xuan Ming.
And then snatch back the magical artifacts. At that time, this world would be safe.
However, Xian Yun was faster than she imagined. In an instant, it filled the sky, trapping her in the middle.
As soon as Qing Luan appeared, it let out a mournful cry and was swallowed by the sea of clouds.
The sea of clouds churned and converged towards her from all directions. Ming Yue had no choice but to summon Wang Shu again.
It transformed into a cold, clear moonlight, enveloping her entire body, resisting the devouring power of Xian Yun.
"Hahaha, you only have Wang Shu as a magical artifact. Facing six, how long do you think you can last?
In the end, you cannot escape being devoured. Originally, I planned to resurrect you later.
But who knew you would be so uncooperative? Since you are so attached to this world, then perish with it forever!"
Outside the sea of clouds, Xuan Ming's cackling laughter echoed. He watched Ming Yue trapped in the sea of clouds, with no way to heaven or earth.
He felt the door to success opening wide for him. His wish, held for ten thousand years, was about to be realized.
Therefore, he laughed maniacally, as if driven mad, to celebrate the imminent fulfillment of his desire.
Following this, he performed a series of hand seals. The power of the fused Six Treasures forced Wang Shu away from her.
And Ming Yue suddenly realized that as Wang Shu left, her body also became immobile.