Chapter 247

Wen Jing, who was Prophet to bring disaster to the Federation and was executed along with Bai Xiao, one of the three academy deans.

She didn't die.

She's back.

She even became the emperor of the empire.

The Federation leaders opened their mouths, only to find that they had no idea how to handle the current situation.

Let her go? How will we explain the current situation to the public, and how will we answer to the Prophet? Arrest her? She is now the Empress of the Empire. Not only is it unknown whether the Empire is aware of this, but judging from the power she has displayed... who will arrest her?

The Imperial delegation reacted similarly to the Federation.

The members of the delegation were equally astonished and bewildered.

The Imperial Emperor was an imposter from the Federation? No, she came from the Icon Council; she was one of the Icon Council members. If she had any issues, how could the council members have allowed it?

Some of them were unaware of Wen Jing's information within the Federation, while others who were aware were speculating whether Weiluo was impersonating ' Wen Jing ' to cause trouble in the Federation.

For the current imperial mission, the most crucial issue is --

The person before me had emerged from the Icon Council and represented the current S-rank Awakened of the Empire.

If the other party really is Wen Jing, as the Federation people say, then the Icon Council is now... Thinking deeper into this direction sent chills down the spines of the delegation members, who subconsciously avoided the question.

The important figures who knew the whole story were caught in a dilemma, while those who only had a superficial understanding reacted in various ways.

It's her!

The fellow Awakened who had already graduated and entered various departments of the Federation, such as Mo Lan and Luosi, were shocked by Wen Jing's 'resurrection' and even more shocked by his current strength, their emotions were extremely complicated.

Among the captured members of the Ten Star Group, Little Ye, who had been rescued by Wen Jing before, suddenly widened her eyes. "Big sister!"

Meanwhile, many more people who knew Wen Jing were also witnessing this amazing scene on other planets.

On Azure Jade Star, Ji Shuang stood up from her chair, a multitude of images flashing through her mind.

She didn't know when she stood up; she only knew that her body moved on its own when that face appeared on the screen.

On the Red Earth Star, Yu Yang's prosthetic eye fell out again, and this time Wan Ling didn't help him pick it up.

The two stood blankly in front of the holographic projection, staring at the face on the screen that was so familiar it couldn't be more so.

And then there were Song Zhi, Xia Yun... Now scattered throughout the Federation, the former Ocher Soil classmates were all glued to the front of the live stream, uttering that familiar name.

Wen Jing.

"Smell... and scenery..."

Xie Ming's voice was so hoarse it was almost inaudible; his fingers dug into the rubble on the ground, and blood seeped from his fingertips.

This isn't a dream.

Wen Jing was executed by the Prophet, and everyone thought he was dead.

She's alive; she's back.

Xie Ming was trembling violently, his eyes red-rimmed as he stared at Wen Jing before him, managing to squeeze out a voice from his throat. "You... you're not dead..."

"What about Bai Xiao...?"

At this moment, he was both waiting for Wen Jing's answer and afraid of it.

Four years had passed, and just when he thought all hope was lost, Wen Jing reappeared, rekindling his hope.

But as hope rises, fear also grows wildly.

Xie Ming's feelings at this moment were indescribable, extremely complex.

He even had a feeling that if Wen Jing brought news of death, he might not be able to control his resentment—resentment that it was Wen Jing who was alive instead of Bai Xiao, and even more resentment that he would have such thoughts about Bai Xiao's most beloved and valued student.

However, before he could fully process his complex emotions, Wen Jing's voice rang out in the Mental Link:

"I've found a way to revive the teacher!"

"Huh?... Ah!"

Xie Ming's pent-up emotions were suddenly blocked, and he froze on the spot.

Then, Wen Jing raised his eyes and scanned the entire room.

Federation elites, imperial delegations, the Ten Star Group, contestants, spectators, and the hundreds of millions of Federation citizens watching the live stream.

Without needing to unleash any power or energy, the area automatically quieted down.

So many old friends have gathered... aren't you going to show up?

Wen Jing spoke again, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching everyone's ears, yet not addressed to anyone in the room. "' Prophet '."

Silence.

Three seconds, five seconds, ten seconds.

Then, a beam of light shone down from the clouds and landed in the very center of the stadium.

After the light faded, a figure whose face was hidden beneath a long robe appeared out of thin air.

Although their faces were not revealed, the markings on their robes were recognized by every high-ranking official of the empire, making it impossible for them to mistake the visitor's identity.

The Federation's guardian deity, the S-rank Awakened Prophet, has finally appeared.

Wen Jing, you're still alive.

Chapter 247

"Wen Jing, you're still alive."

The Prophet spoke in a declarative sentence.

He hovered in mid-air, his voice soft and melodious, carrying an air of divine authority that reassured the Federation high-ranking officials in the hall.

He then continued, "Four years ago, I predicted that you would destroy all of human civilization in the future, so I chose to execute you ahead of time."

"I never expected... that you were still alive."

As soon as the Prophet finished speaking, the audience erupted in uproar, with a series of gasps rising and falling.

Upon seeing Wen Jing, he immediately pointed to the prophecy from years ago, and his position and authority in the Federation were beyond question.

Apart from a handful of people like Xie Ming who didn't believe in prophecies from beginning to end, countless gazes suddenly turned to Wen Jing, some with surprise, some with fear, some with confusion, and some with deep scrutiny.

Especially given her current sensitive identity—she is an emperor who has changed her appearance, and this emperor has even taken the initiative to visit the Federation —combined with this prophecy, it all points to her sinister intentions.

Whispers spread through the crowd, and fear and suspicion burned like wildfire.

There was also a commotion on the side of the imperial delegation. Some people looked worried, some were secretly plotting, and some were staring intently at Wen Jing's figure, trying to glean something from her.

Wen Jing chuckled, "Looks like your prediction wasn't accurate either. Why don't you predict again: who will live and who will die today?"

The Prophet's white robes fluttered without wind, as if proclaiming. "Today I will stop you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure carrying a powerful aura descended from the sky and attacked Wen Jing with lightning speed.

"Careful--!"

Xie Ming rang out from the side, followed by an unexpected person: Little Ye from the controlled Ten Star Group.

However, before this momentum could be established, the figure froze in mid-air.

This A-rank Awakened assassin, dressed in a black robe, had all his abilities sealed, unable to move even a finger, as if he were sealed in invisible amber.

Having once encountered clone assassins cultivated by the Mastermind using the Superpower Core of Awakened, Wen Jing could only flee, finding it difficult even to retaliate.

Now, all it takes is suppressing the 'switch' information of the Superpower Core within his body to disable his abilities—as simple as breathing.

Wen Jing ignored the assassins and continued to look at the Prophet.

"Where are your even stronger 'suicide squad'?"

The Prophet sighed, "You've indeed become stronger; you're now S-rank."

After he confirmed it, everyone present felt as if they had finally received confirmation.

In their eyes, the protagonist's willingness to reveal his true form and fight the Prophet, along with the strength he just displayed, is something that only an S-rank character could do.

"S-rank..." Xie Ming's eyes cleared with excitement, his research mind reawakening. "Wen Jing has now abnormally developed to S-rank?"

In the arena, the Prophet remained silent for three seconds, then said, "Let's settle our score in a deserted place."

The implication was clear: he wanted to engage in a decisive battle with Wen Jing, a Class S Awakened.

The live stream continued, and no one in the audience interrupted; they waited silently.

Both the Empire's and the Federation's S-ranks are here, and it seems the situation can't be resolved peacefully.

Let these two fight first, and whoever wins will be obeyed.

Although the words may sound crude and childish, to put it bluntly, the outcome of a battle between S-class individuals is indeed the same for everyone present.

Wen Jing seemed not to have heard him at all, and a fragment of bronze suddenly appeared in front of him.

"This is the first Wilderness Weapon I've obtained."

Everyone present was puzzled, wondering why she would take out a Wilderness Weapon with little power at this moment. Only Xie Ming, while puzzled, also showed a nostalgic expression.

However, no one interrupted Wen Jing's questioning; this is the difference in the power of discourse.

She continued, "It has a special effect: it attacks any living creature and natural material, just like a normal Wilderness Weapon..."

As he spoke, the bronze fragments were simultaneously demonstrated, flying out with a 'whoosh' and passing through the exposed palm of the black-robed assassin and a large rock summoned from the crack, leaving bloodstains and gravel behind.

"However, if used to attack any technological creation that is ahead of its time, it will suffer damage and transform that creation into the same material."

"Like this..."

Everyone's eyes followed Wen Jing as they saw the bronze fragment slide across a nearby block of scrap metal.

Where the gleaming silver metal was struck, it instantly shimmered with the same bronze hue as the Wilderness Weapon.

"There's such a thing?!"

The next moment, the bronze fragments, without stopping, suddenly streaked towards the Prophet in the sky.

It wasn't that the Prophet failed to realize what Wen Jing was about to do; rather, by the time he tried to act, he was already unable to.

Therefore, at the same time, all live broadcasts to the public were shut down.

"What's going on?! Why is the signal down?!"