The Heavenly Emperor's Double Standard

"What... what is this?" The Dao Ancestor of the High Heavens looked at Jiudao Yi in confusion.

"Don't worry about it. Just kill them." Jiudao Yi grinned. "Vent all the rage you've bottled up for countless years."

"Good! Kill until heaven and earth go dark, until sun and moon lose their light!" the Dao Ancestor of the High Heavens laughed.

"I want to see rivers of blood!"

"Go to the Heavenly Emperor Burial Pit. Some dead heroic souls are imprisoned there as well. Gather them and fight another life."

For a time, flames erupted across the Soul River, the Underworld, the Heavenly Emperor Burial Pit, and the Four Extremities Floating Earth. The tiny sparks of rebellion spread across the wilderness before anyone realized it.

Barren Plateau, Chief Sacrificer's Land.

The Chief Sacrificer sat there, looking down upon the changes of the world and admiring the flames that had spread through the heavens.

Suddenly, a towering figure stepped into the Chief Sacrificer's Land and barked without courtesy, "Ming, what are you doing? This era is yours to preside over, yet you're just watching those lower-realm creatures rebel without doing anything."

The Chief Sacrificer replied calmly, "Zhou, what are you so anxious about? Heaven and earth are like a sheet of paper. If I wish it, I can easily erase this stretch of history and rewrite it."

Zhou frowned slightly. "Though we can alter the past, under the entanglement of karma, history may not change as we intend. It is best not to alter it unless necessary."

The Chief Sacrificer shook his head. "You are still too conservative."

Zhou was rendered speechless. Conservative? He had always been one of the most radical members of their race, advocating the complete destruction of the heavens without leaving even a spark for sacrifice.

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