The Divine Lord had given Zhou Xuan a fine-sounding title, using a divine decree to uproot him from the Unity Continent. As Myriad Worlds Inspector, Zhou Xuan would have the authority to meddle in the affairs of any world. This did not merely strip away his foundation; it put him over the fire of all the myriad worlds to roast.
Refusing the decree would mean openly rebelling against the Divine Court. The Divine Lord would immediately have grounds to send troops to flatten the Unity Continent.
Accepting it would turn Zhou Xuan into a wandering live target. Once he left the territory he had forged into an iron fortress, the Divine Lord would have a hundred ways to kill him on the road.
"What a fine move-lure the tiger from its mountain, then kill it with a borrowed blade." Ji Chen stood half a step behind Zhou Xuan. The Heavenly Strategy Compass Fragment on his wrist spun rapidly, and Supreme One's power of divination delivered its conclusion. "He's forcing you to become every world's common enemy. If you go, the whole world will stand against you; if you refuse, he'll crush you beneath the weight of the prevailing order."
In name, it was a reward, a gift of grace. The Myriad Worlds Inspector, patrolling on heaven's behalf.
In truth, it was an executioner's block.
Civilizing the wilds meant throwing Zhou Xuan into abandoned worlds where spiritual energy had dried up and laws lay shattered. Forbidding his return without a divine oracle meant stripping him of the right to return to the Central Divine Domain. Once Zhou Xuan left his iron-fortress stronghold on the Unity Continent, the powers across the myriad worlds that had long coveted his Dao Fruit and origin source would pounce like beasts catching the scent of blood.