Manipulator Behind the Scenes

Manipulator Behind the Scenes . . .

The tempest's wrath had been brief, yet it birthed shockwaves that sent the entire Royal Sacred City's populace fleeing in abject terror.

As for the Star River Association's experts, they had already met their demise, encircled and vanquished. The chasm in power between the opposing sides had proven insurmountable.

"Have all those experts truly perished?" Spectators couldn't help but shiver in disbelief. Among the casualties were immortal beings, including a supreme and high-ranking immortal king. Yet, they had all met their end in this inconspicuous particle world.

The Star River Association lay in ruins.

All eyes were now fixated upon Qin Wentian, suspended in the sky. None had anticipated that such an earth-shattering commotion would erupt in a particle world due to his actions.

The immortal sense projection of the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord remained, and he materialized before Qin Wentian, uttering, "This matter won't be resolved so easily. It's best that you depart from this particle world immediately."

"Mhm." Qin Wentian nodded. The Star River Association had dispatched an immortal king to assassinate him just moments ago. He sensed that this incident wasn't as straightforward as it appeared. While the Star River Association certainly held enmity toward him, it was unlikely they would expend such a hefty cost for revenge. Although he had previously obliterated the Star River Association in this particular particle world, it was an action limited to the confines of that world. To the Star River Association, this held little significance. Their influence spanned countless particle worlds, firmly establishing them as a potent force within the immortal realms.

In the past, this particle world didn't even host a single immortal foundation expert from the Star River Association. Now, they had witnessed the sudden influx of numerous immortals, including an immortal king. Such an occurrence couldn't possibly be a mere reprisal for reclaiming a particle world.

"Xian'er, accompany me to the immortal realms. I can't guarantee your safety if we stay here; the association may seek retribution once we depart," Qin Wentian informed Lin Xian'er, who stood by his side.

"Alright, I trust your judgment." Lin Xian'er nodded with a gentle smile. She had long harbored the desire to explore the immortal realms, and now that Qin Wentian extended an invitation, she wouldn't turn down such a golden opportunity.

"Let's go," Qin Wentian declared. The assembly of experts soared into the sky, ready to make their exit. However, just as they were about to depart, an overwhelming force bore down from above. A group of individuals materialized, effectively obstructing their path.

The gathering of individuals donned expressions dripping with hostility, their auras projecting an overwhelming and ruthless demeanor. It seemed they had arrived just a tad too late—a fellow allied immortal king had already met their end within this world.

Although the two groups were still quite a distance apart, their auras clashed in a powerful confrontation as they locked eyes from their respective positions.

"Are the Star River Association and the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect working together?" inquired one of the observers, curiosity lacing their words.

"Not exactly," responded an immortal king from the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect. "The Star River Association aimed to claim dominion over this world, while our mission was to apprehend Qin Wentian. He has been responsible for the deaths of many of our sect members, and we've been tasked to bring him back."

The Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord, catching wind of the conversation, chimed in with a cold laugh. "It appears that the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect has been eagerly seeking a pretext for a confrontation with my Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect. Is this the opportunity you've been waiting for?" He had previously wrested control of six out of the thirteen prefectures from the grasp of the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor. Such a defeat was not easily forgotten, and the tensions between the two factions had simmered beneath the surface for a while. Skirmishes were commonplace, but a full-scale war? It appeared that the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect's patience had worn thin.

"Senior, do not forget the terms of our agreement. In the event of war, immortal emperors are to remain uninvolved," cautioned the immortal king from the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect.

"No matter how you slice it, the Cloud Prefecture is now under my domain. Are the particle worlds nearby not also under the jurisdiction of my Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect? If you choose to wage war here, it seems you have quite a bit of confidence," the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord retorted, his words like icicles. In the skies, several figures materialized from the void, exuding an intimidating aura. Each of them was an immortal king.

"Emperor Lord, you've indeed made extensive preparations for a mere particle world," remarked the immortal king from the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect, casting a watchful eye over their formidable counterparts to gauge their strength.

The atmosphere grew increasingly tense as the representatives from both sides squared off, their motives and intentions laid bare for all to see. Each word carried the weight of impending conflict, and the particle world bore witness to a confrontation of colossal proportions.

Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord, his composure unwavering, broke the silence. "Aren't you all cut from the same cloth as well? Deploying a legion of experts just to capture Qin Wentian? It's no secret that the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect has likely stationed immortal kings across this particle world, all poised for an imminent showdown against my Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect, am I right?" His words landed like a gauntlet thrown at the feet of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect, a stark revelation of the impending war.

"Thousand Transformations, your intelligence knows no bounds," came the response. A colossal image materialized in the sky, casting a watchful eye over the particle world. All eyes turned skyward, the magnitude of the confrontation evident in the image before them.

"It's the Eastern Sage," someone whispered in hushed tones. The Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord offered a nod of acknowledgment. The projection was none other than the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor himself.

"Thousand Transformations, your ambition extends to six of my prefectures. Brace yourselves for war, for I want to see if your Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect has what it takes to govern my domains," the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor thundered, his voice reverberating with authority. His gaze then shifted to Qin Wentian, a chilling intent in his ethereal eyes.

"Qin Wentian," he hissed, an immortal emperor whose power dwarfed the very world they stood upon. To him, this particle world was insignificant. Yet, Qin Wentian, a mere immortal foundation character, had repeatedly stoked the flames of his wrath, a public humiliation he could not ignore.

"The stars have aligned for your return to this particle world. Let's settle this now. Forget capturing Qin Wentian—just kill him!" The Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor's command was swift and decisive, met with immediate compliance from his sect members.

The inhabitants of the particle world watched in awe, their heads tilting upward as the projection of the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor loomed overhead. It was a surreal moment—a repeat of history. Years ago, this very immortal emperor had visited their world in search of a disciple, a search that ultimately culminated in the rejection of Qin Wentian. Now, he had returned, not to take a disciple but to end Qin Wentian's life. And Qin Wentian had already aligned himself with a formidable power in the immortal realms, a power poised to clash head-on with the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor.

In the heavens, luminous forms descended, their colossal figures spanning a range from 10,000 to 100,000 meters. These towering beings were all immortal kings, with the bulk of their numbers representing the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect. The Star River Association seemed to have faded into the background, ceding the spotlight to the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect as the primary instigators of the impending battle.

Gasps rippled through the particle world's inhabitants as they gazed upon these immense immortal kings, their presence casting a foreboding shadow over the land. The sheer scale of their forms was enough to make the entire world feel small and insignificant.

The situation escalated as the immortal kings on both sides began to flex their colossal prowess, expanding their sizes effortlessly. Unlike ordinary beings, these mighty immortals could enlarge themselves with a mere act of will, without relying on any specific immortal arts.

In the sky, beams of light converged, coalescing into a menacing spatial tempest that tore through the fabric of reality. Emerging from within this tumultuous storm were more experts, their imposing figures growing in tandem with their approach, as they moved towards the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect, forming a formidable front against the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect.

The awe and anticipation of the particle world's spectators had now transformed into sheer terror. The sheer number of experts blotting out the sky was overwhelming, their god-like presence making the particle world's inhabitants feel utterly inconsequential. Before these immortals, they were like insignificant insects. The impending war between these two superpowers was now unmistakably a harbinger of doom for their world.

"This is madness," gasped a spectator. "If this war breaks out, our entire world will be reduced to rubble."

Amidst the palpable fear, Qin Wentian addressed the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor, his voice carrying across the vast expanse. Although his words weren't shouted, he was confident that the immortal emperor could hear him.

"Our grudge runs deep," Qin Wentian began, his tone measured. "But there's no need to destroy a particle world over it. Do you comprehend the magnitude of the sin that would accumulate from such an act? Why not take our battle to the starry space instead?"

Throughout the immortal realms, countless particle worlds teemed with life, each harboring billions of living beings. Among the immortal realms, destroying a particle world was considered a grave offense, one that superpowered experts avoided at all costs.

The Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor, however, remained unmoved, his response cold and unfeeling. "The sins of this battle shall not stain my karma. The responsibility for the destruction of this particle world lies squarely on your shoulders."

In the eyes of the lofty immortal emperor, a particle world was nothing more than a realm of unsophisticated country folk. He held no regard for its inhabitants, and he wouldn't personally partake in the battle, ensuring that the burden of sin would not touch him. Even if there were sins to be borne, he had lived for countless years and had already ascended to the immortal emperor's status. What did he have to fear?

In the vast expanse of the immortal realms, the number of individuals who could pose a legitimate challenge to the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor could be counted on one hand. Given this perspective, he remained utterly unfazed by the notion of accumulating sin through the annihilation of a mere particle world.

Qin Wentian's body seemed to run cold, a shiver coursing through him. His gaze burned with an unrelenting intensity as he directed it at the colossal figure looming in the heavens. Could this be a supreme and aloof immortal emperor of the immortal realms? It was clear that he held no regard for the lives of those dwelling within a humble particle world.

Among the inhabitants of this particle world, a collective sense of frustration and fury coursed through them as they heard the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor's voice. Although they couldn't discern the specific content of Qin Wentian's proposition, the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor's resolute rejection had left little room for doubt. Qin Wentian had sought to avert a devastating war that could obliterate their world, but his plea had fallen on deaf ears.

A heavy pall of oppression weighed upon them, as the world itself seemed to hold its breath. Tension hung thick in the air, each moment bringing them closer to the precipice of all-out war. The catastrophic magnitude of such a conflict would surely engulf them all in its wake.

"Eastern Sage," Qin Wentian's voice rang out, unwavering. "If you persist in bringing this war to our doorstep, then as long as I draw breath, I, Qin Wentian, will ensure the annihilation of your entire clan." His fists clenched in resolute determination, refusing to bow before the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor's utter disregard for the lives within their particle world.

In response, the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor's rage surged, his voice a thunderous roar that reverberated through the heavens. "KILL!" The immense killing intent he exuded was nothing short of terrifying.