One Man Changes the World

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When news that Long Zhanye had rebelled and been executed also reached the ears of Holy Spirit Cult leader Zhongli Wu,

an unprecedented look of disbelief and vigilance rose on his sinister face.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, then headed alone to the ruins that had been bombarded by eleven Level 9 Fixed Soul Cannons.

He wanted to personally search that scorched, devastated land for even the faintest trace of a clue.

He activated Divine Slaughter's Domain. Blood-red Killing Intent, like roiling fog, shrouded every inch of space around him.

He searched madly through the ruins spanning more than eight hundred li, like an archaeologist hunting for lost treasure.

For three full days and nights, he traveled back and forth across the land that explosions had plowed countless times, yet found nothing.

And it was precisely this lack of results that led him to a shocking conclusion—

Long Zhanye was not dead.

Because he held the Asura Demon Sword that had once belonged to Zhongli Wu. How could a divine artifact possibly have been destroyed?

Therefore, there was only one possibility—Long Zhanye was still alive.

He had merely escaped the devastating attack through some exquisite cicada-shedding method.

Yet at that moment, a smile slowly rose at the corner of Zhongli Wu's lips, like an old fox that had caught the scent of an unexpected prize.

Because during Long Zhanye's absence, he could gradually absorb the billions of Fallen Ones under Long Zhanye's command who remained within the Holy Spirit Empire.

As long as he completely brought that boundless power under his control, even if gods descended upon the world, he would no longer fear them.

Meanwhile, at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, a place as tranquil as paradise,

Long