Chapter 1129: The Truth Revealed, A Generation of Heroes!_1

Most people's faces were full of disbelief, thinking that Zhao Yingtian was making excuses.

Of course, there were also a few people whose gazes flickered slightly, looking at the old man whose wound kept bleeding and who was already at the end of his strength, waiting for him to continue what he hadn't finished saying.

After all, if it really was just to save his own life, there would be no need to go so far as to kill himself.

Zhao Yingtian's emotions did not show the slightest bit of agitation, as if he were merely stating an insignificant matter.

"If one day the people of Great Xia were all destroyed by foreign forces, I, Zhao Yingtian, am willing to be the last burning ember, to submit to foreign powers."

"Even if I bear the curse of a thousand generations, it doesn't matter; even if I become their dog, it doesn't matter. As long as I survive, as long as my family survives."

"To survive is to have hope."

"But to die is to die; no matter how gloriously you die, you're still dead."

"The last trace of Great Xia's bloodline would end with our generation."

"I absolutely will not allow such a situation to arise."

"I want the world to know that the citizens of Great Xia not only have the integrity to die rather than submit, to shed their blood in sacrifice, but also the resilience to endure humiliation in wait for revenge."

Throughout the square and including the citizens of Daxia watching in the live stream, all faces were frozen in shock.

No one had expected that Zhao Yingtian had such a plan in secret.

And the members of the Zhao Family, who were kneeling on the ground in agony, all stared wide-eyed at their grandfather, their family head.

"Grandfather, why have you never spoken to me about something like this?"

Zhao Yingtian glanced at the grandson he was most proud of in his life.

He shook his head, "Such matters, it's best if only I know."

"There was no need to involve you all."

"This infamy, I, your grandfather, will bear it alone, and you, you cannot bear it."

Luo Yu gazed at Zhao Yingtian, the State-Defending Divine Sword still embedded in his chest.

The flow of blood had already slowed, and his breath had grown so weak it was almost imperceptible.

If he hadn't possessed a Transcendence cultivation level, he might have died several times over by now, but clearly, it was just a dying flash of vigor; he wouldn't last much longer.

He felt that Zhao Yingtian was not lying.

If everything was indeed as he said, it was completely beyond his expectations.

Such a decision was something he could not have conceived.

Zhao Yingtian could not be considered a good person, nor a hero, but he definitely could be regarded as a hegemon of his time.

His deeds were hard to judge as right or wrong.

Zhu Wushi rose to his feet, cursing loudly, "Why didn't you discuss such a matter with us in advance? That way, even if things came to light, we would have reason to forgive you."

"But now, what is this? How can we believe what you say?"

Zhao Yingtian said, "If Great Xia encounters a disaster, then I am the last seed of vengeance, and nothing must happen to me."

"If I had told you, what would we do if there was a true traitor among you?"

"Moreover, I'm saying this not to seek your forgiveness."

Zhao Yingtian looked lovingly towards the direction of his grandson, "I just don't want my actions to affect my grandson and have my descendants bear the infamy."

"Grandfather..."

Zhao Yunliu, the young man who was extremely devoted to the Way of the Spear, had his eyes moistened by tears.

"Why... Why go through this hardship..."

"Our Great Xia will win, we will win!"

Zhao Yingtian said, "Stop talking nonsense. All the major powers have deities awakening, and God's Children arise one after another, while our God's Child is a fake."

"With what shall we claim victory?"

"From the perspective of years past, my move was the only chance to preserve the lifeblood of Great Xia."

"But..."

Zhao Yingtian gave a wry smile, his gaze sweeping over the populace and other high officials, finally resting on Luo Yu, "I didn't expect that the fake God's Child we designated back then would eventually become real."

"And to become this strong."

"Godchild Luo Yu is the only variable."

"I truly didn't expect him to grow so quickly."

"With so many God's Children, Divine Thoughts of deities, and leaders carrying Divine Artifacts coming to strike, how can Our Great Xia hold fast?"

"But the God's Child still managed to hold back, as though there were no limits."

Zhao Yingtian thought his plan was flawless.

The outcomes he had predicted all came to pass without a hitch, but he had misjudged Luo Yu.

"Although this old man's plan has failed,"

"the fact that Great Xia has such a God's Child is a blessing for Great Xia."

"This old man is willing to accept his failure!"

Zhao Yingtian's voice reverberated with conviction, his face devoid of any trace of regret.

"This old man does not seek to cling to life today, and though I die, I have no regrets."

"May my death be a celebration of Our Great Xia's triumph, may the future of Great Xia be eternal and indestructible, with martial fortune ever flourishing!"

"Pfft!"

Once all his words were spoken, it was as if he had expended the last of his strength.

His eyes lost their luster, and his body, which had been standing resolute, thumped heavily to the ground.

His face landed in a pool of blood, a smile on his lips as he closed his eyes.

"Grandfather!"

Zhao Yunliu charged forward recklessly, not caring about anything else.

The other spectators were at a loss, unsure whether to believe or not.

Zhao Yingtian had no witness; who could tell if his words were true or false.

At this moment, Luo Tiance spoke:

"My State-Defending Divine Sword, bearing the destiny of Great Xia, cannot be touched by anyone whose heart has strayed from Great Xia, for they would be repelled by the Divine Artifact."

"Boom."

At his words, a buzz filled the heads of the crowd, and they suddenly realized that Zhao Yingtian had taken the sword smoothly and suffered no backlash. They all turned their eyes toward Zhao Yingtian en masse.

The old man's lifeforce had dissipated, fallen like a dead tree into the blood.

Emotions stirred within many all at once, leaving them uncertain how to feel.

Their anger remained, but it was diluted, replaced by sorrow.

A wave of sadness welled up from within.

If it had not been for Divine Child Luo Yu, wouldn't Zhao Yingtian's strategic planning have been the perfect way to preserve the last hope?

They suddenly understood that sometimes, the living carry more burden than the dead.

Citizens who had once been saved by Zhao Yingtian burst into tears.

They had misunderstood this man.

Zhao Yingtian was a traitor, and yet he was not, for he sought not his own survival nor riches and honor, but the welfare of Great Xia.

The remaining seven patriarchs of Great Xia collectively remained silent.

Luo Tiance, too, didn't know what to say.

He was touched.

However, he decided not to hold Zhao Yingtian's collaboration with others against him.

"Swoosh!"

A golden crescent tore through the void and brushed past Zhao Yunliu.

It positioned itself in front of Zhao Yingtian.

To their surprise, the crowd saw that it was Divine Child Luo Yu.

"There's no need for such a display of resolve with death."

He shook his head, his good intentions taking over as a verdant green divine light swirled in his palm.

It was not just the power of Shennong at work, but also the blessing of the towering tree that had evolved within him, with the ability to turn decay into wonder.

The green light fell upon Zhao Yingtian, and his injuries began to heal.

His nearly extinguished breath started to revive.

This spectacle stunned everyone present. Could this be possible, they wondered, to save a life like this?

Luo Yu gestured with a wave of his hand, and the State-Defending Divine Sword flew out.

Emitting a yellow, glowing light, it eventually returned to Luo Tiance's side.