[No...]
At this moment, Grand Preceptor Hong's aura was weakening. His face grew even older, to the point that he staggered back a step, and the Star of Unity binding and suppressing An Jing began to dissipate as well. [You have no idea what you've done... Those Emperor Bloods were mixed with "poison," and so were the Celestial Officials. If the Sacred Ancestor absorbs them upon awakening, He will instead be weakened.]
[Though there was no knowing whether this scheme would work, now that you have killed them, it is certain to be useless!]
"Poison?" An Jing was slightly taken aback. He swiftly thought of that Holy Demon from the Tianyuan Realm, who had absorbed too many petty people and false people until it too had become shortsighted and devoid of strategy. He then understood. "So that's how it is. No wonder the Da Chen court is full of useless trash and cheap scum. You prepared them as an extra-rich feast for Xuantian Ji."
"No wonder, no wonder you said Xuantian Ji would awaken when Da Chen was at its height. Because what He wants to eat is Da Chen at the peak of its strength. To eat a host of true geniuses and talents—that would be a bountiful feast."
"But you got one thing wrong."
Thinking this, An Jing shook his head. "Xuantian Ji's true grand feast is the entire Celestial Official System—the essence of every Celestial Official throughout the ages, the Merit forged by all of Da Chen."
"The Emperor Court would select and personally designate certain outstanding Emperor Bloods. Though now it seems they were carefully chosen ingredients... Even if I despise Da Chen, I have to speak honestly: Zhen King and the selection of Emperor Bloods were highly successful. Most of them truly were outstanding. Even