Many people were silent, but tears were rolling down their cheeks.
"How many of them survived?"
A cultivator asked in a low voice.
"The explosion of the third planet destroyed everything in the South Gate One Planet. Even the Overlord was turned into a rain of light and shattered in the sky. The crystal warships and space cities that were escaping from the Wood Spirit Planet were all destroyed. Only a few of them managed to escape. They were behind another planet and that planet was used as a cover when the third planet exploded. Only thirty thousand people survived, less than one in a hundred thousand! "
The Master's voice was very soft.
A sad and miserable atmosphere enveloped the entire place.
Everyone felt extremely miserable.
The Wood Spirit Planet was their home planet, their ancestral land!
It used to be prosperous and grand. It was said that there were a thousand Soul Formation Cultivators and some even had the chance to enter the Void Return level.
That was a golden age. Heroes rose together, races stood in great numbers and all kinds of talents came out. They were like stars in the sky, shining brightly and illuminating the ages.
And yet, it ended in such a way.
There were so many living creatures and talents on the Wood Spirit Planet. They struggled for ten thousand years, but they still couldn't escape the fate of their home planet being devoured by a star. How sad and miserable that was.
A civilization with a history of a million years was turned into ashes and rain of light in eight hours. Everything ceased to exist.
In front of such a magnificent force of nature, the rise and fall of countries, hatred, death, war, peace, killing, celebration, sadness, anger, desperation, joy, countless scenes and the thoughts of countless people were not worth mentioning. They could only be turned into dust ruthlessly.
The Great Dao was merciless!
The world was heartless and treated everything as dogs!
Only then did they realize the profound meaning of those words.
Even a star that was like a speck of dust in the universe was too insignificant for a cultivator's life. They would be crushed easily, not to mention in the vast universe.
"In fact, the old man and the Old Ruins Emperor were among the lucky ones who escaped!"
The old voice said again.
Right then, the Master was like an old man who was basking in the sun under the city wall and telling the children about the past.
The Master said with a complicated expression.
"The Old Ruins Emperor and I were both born in space warships. These spaceships were the lowest-level spaceships. Their crystals and array patterns could not guarantee long-distance travel. They were all stuck in the territory of Two Stars South Gate. Ten thousand years ago, Alpha Centauri was just a lonely star without any planets. Perhaps it had existed before, but just like the Wood Spirit Star, it had been swallowed up by the chaotic stars in the long river of history. We received education and cultivated there, but most of the time, we were condensing our blood and halting our lifespan, as if we were hibernating. Each and every tiny spaceship was like a leaf in the ocean, hanging alone in the cold and desolate universe for a thousand years. "
Although the Headmaster did not elaborate, everyone could imagine the feeling of loneliness and helplessness.
"Until one day …"
The Headmaster looked at Jiang Tian and the Great Kou warriors, bowed deeply, and said with sincere reverence,
"The Wanderers of the Deity Land of the previous dynasty, with their great magical power and great vision, used the vast stars as their ships and the world-shaking divine formations as their sails, steered sixty-seven stars and embedded them into the orbit of the South Gate Two Stars! Only then did we see the hope of finding a place to live! "
"Don't make it sound so nice. You're like a bunch of bandits, occupying the Deity Land like a turtledove occupying a magpie's nest! "
The Great Kou warriors were indifferent, and Tu Fei even sneered.
"Don't argue. Let's hear what Mr. Headmaster has to say!"
Jiang Tian looked calm. There was no sign of emotion on his face. His eyes were as deep as an old well. No one knew what he was thinking.
"This old man certainly knows about the crimes we committed ten thousand years ago, but I'd like to tell His Majesty and fellow cultivators that we had no choice but to do what we did back then."
The Headmaster's hair was white and his body was slightly bent. He looked like an honest old man. His face was full of shame and grief.
He said with a pained expression, "The descendants of the Wood Spirit Star weren't warmongers. At that time, we only wanted the permission of the ancient Heavenly Courts to live in the Deity Land. We were willing to hand over our Cultivation Arts and inheritances, and even all the spaceships and resources under our control. We even knelt down and begged for mercy. We were even willing to sign a Divine Soul Contract with the Ao Emperor and the other ancestors.
"However, the Ao Emperor and the other ancestors seemed to be very wary of us. They closed the space barriers and locked the sky with Divine Arrays. They didn't allow us to set foot in the Deity Land and other worlds.
"This process lasted hundreds of years. At that time, our space cities and spaceships ran out of energy crystals. The cultivators didn't even have a place to live. That was when we forced our way into the Deity Land. When we were attacked, we had no choice but to fight back. As a result, the war escalated and broke out step by step!
"Do you know that those who enter without permission are considered bandits?"
Jiang Tian snickered and remained unmoved. He said, "The Celestial Land is our homeland. You barged in recklessly. Of course, we have the right to kill you. Even if you were all skin and bones at that time, even if you didn't have a roof to cover your head, without my permission, you can't enter my house! "
"Teacher, you are so eloquent. Do you still have no intention of repenting?" Jiang Tian's deep eyes shone with a cold light.
"No! This old man certainly knows he made a huge mistake back then! "
The Headmaster held his fists and bent low. His white hair was shivering in the air. With a sincere face, he said in a sorrowful voice, "Ten thousand years ago, the South Gate Galaxy fought with the Wanderers of the deity land. The sky collapsed and the land sank. The beautiful deity land became a hell on earth. Countless people were killed or injured. This old man is guilty. The Ruins Emperor is guilty, too!
"This old man is willing to die to apologize to the Ao Emperor and the ancestors of the previous dynasty!"
Everyone was shocked.
The Headmaster had lowered his head!
"Headmaster, why are you guilty? Why are we guilty? We're just looking for a place to live. Don't we have the right to live? "
Some cultivators were heartbroken when they saw the Headmaster lowering his head. They burst into tears and roared, beating their chests and stamping their feet.
"This world has always been a dark jungle. Natural selection, survival of the fittest. Whoever has the bigger fist is right. The Headmaster and the Old Ruins Emperor were originally stronger than the cultivators of the ancient Heavenly Courts. They could have taken it by force. But they didn't take the Deity Land by force at first. Instead, they offered gifts out of respect and negotiated nicely. They only took action when they were forced into a corner. How can you blame the Headmaster? "
Someone was indignant and said hatefully.
"It was the Ao Emperor and the others who didn't know what was good for them. Our Wood Spirit Planet's heritage cultivation techniques are compatible with the South Gate Solar System's nomological Great Dao. If Ao Sovereign and company were to open the door and not seal the stars, respectfully inviting the Ruins Emperor and Mister in, the cultivation techniques of the two solar systems would definitely produce resplendent sparks. They might even be able to research universal-level laws and control them. It would have created another glorious era. But in the end, the ancient Heavenly Courts were arrogant and refused to cooperate with the Ruins Emperor. Their cultivation arts and Divine Powers couldn't resonate with the world. They even suffered a backlash from the Great Dao of the world and entered an era of Dao Damage. Cultivators died like rain … "
A yellow-robed cultivator shook his head and sighed regretfully.
"All of you are gravely mistaken!"
The Headmaster's dignified gaze swept across everyone. His voice was as loud as a bell as he shouted, "If this universe is truly a dark, cruel, and bloody primitive jungle, we cultivators should also burn our lives and let out the flames of civilization to illuminate the world around us!"
"No matter how weak, short, or insignificant the flames are, we must burn and bloom. We don't have to wait for the torch!"
"If the torch doesn't come, we'll be the torch that leads the way!"
He stared at the yellow-robed "Cosmic Darwinist" and angrily rebuked, "Just as you said, whoever has the bigger fist is the one who makes the most sense. Now that my fist is bigger than yours, would you think that I'm right if I killed you for no reason? "
The yellow-robed cultivator trembled in fear. He knelt on the ground and said with a trembling voice, "I know my mistake!"
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