The world spirit gradually realized that something was wrong when it noticed the Evil God was starting to actually gain achievements.
In the past, as soon as the world’s defense mechanisms detected that the other party stepped even one foot over the boundary, it would have immediately activated.
Whether it was to attract a stronger Desolate to kill them or a Heaven’s Tribulation was sent down, the Nanwu tribe should have already been destroyed.
But very unexpectedly, the Nanwu tribe was now rapidly expanding with increasingly more monsters spawning within their range of influence. Although the majority of it remained within the world’s control, some parts had gotten beyond its reach.
For example, within the Ancestral Wild’s records, the Nanwu Shaman’s Totem should have already been returned to the Ancestral Wild, but after examining carefully, it was discovered that these records were wrong, and her Totem hadn’t actually returned at all.
At the same time, the world spirit could no longer accurately access a part of the land at the center of the Nanwu tribe.
If the world spirit hadn’t received feedback from the surrounding tribes’ Shamans, it wouldn’t have noticed this issue or the fact that there was a gap in the world’s operation.
Furthermore, the world spirit still hadn’t noticed where the gap originated from. Even after it had conducted a complete examination protocol, it still didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary, concluding that the Evil God simply possessed a technique to delude its senses.
After realizing the severity of the situation, the world spirit had no choice but to salvage the situation, and there weren’t any tools more useful for salvaging a situation than the [Protagonist]. The world spirit would now be able to take advantage of the [Protagonist Aura] and manipulate things within the world’s normal operation.
And so, Meng Luo decided to change his previously careful approach and infiltrated the dangerous Nanwu tribe while being so fortunate that he wasn’t discovered. After all, even if the majority of the Nanwu tribe was now worshipping an Evil God, they were still under the world’s control.
And as long as they were still under control, the world spirit would be able to cause a possibility to become a definite fact. The [Protagonist Aura] was the same, capable of causing anything with even a tiny chance of occurring to become true, this was how a [Protagonist] could so easily create miracles, and a time to test their true mettle would only happen once something surpassed the power that the world held in its hand.
The world spirit currently believed that even if the Evil God had reached a portion of their influence into the world, they would still have no chance of winning against a [Protagonist] with the entire world backing them.
Even a [Protagonist Aura] that hadn’t been fully activated could crush an Evil God as long as the world spirit used the majority of the world’s power through it, it could even further activate the [Protagonist Aura] in this process.
Once the [Protagonist] had fully matured and conquered the world, they would then be able to digest Negary’s information and help the world remove Negary’s consciousness.
With the Lord of Disaster looming outside and Negary’s constant threat of taking over on the inside, the world spirit was becoming increasingly less comfortable. Deep within the Ancestral Wild, an indiscernible will was gradually gaining clear emotions.
As various unexpected situations occurred, the world spirit had no choice but to become active in order to appropriately deal with them. Furthermore, as Negary continuously stimulated its existence, it was gradually gaining a sense of self, so its realization as a personified consciousness wasn’t too far away.
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“So the Holy Child is over there?” a group of humanoid creatures who were different from Desolates stood on top of a mountain to gaze upon the faraway active Nanwu tribe.
If Shamans of the Desolate tribes were here, they would recognize them as the Demon race who had continuously put more pressure on their lives. Of course, the Demon race would not actually call themselves that, they fashioned themselves as the Celestials – superior beings to the Desolates.
They were born through Negary’s information, and while they initially weren’t different from Desolates except for their superior talents, their differences would be revealed as soon as they underwent the ritual to become a Warrior.
The Totem of the Celestial race wasn’t the scenery or creatures they see within the Ancestral Wild, but rather a place they called the Land of Eternal Peace, it was the future Ancestral Wild, the true Heavenly Kingdom.
According to them, the current Ancestral Wild wasn’t complete, it was flawed, its path of advancement had practically ground to a halt, even the path of improvement for individual lifeforms had also been sealed off, and only the path to Eternal Peace would allow people to move further forward.
“Our job is to lead the Holy Child into the path of Eternal Peace, allowing him to obtain eternal peace, as this is our way…” the leader Celestial shook his head as he observed the hysterical Desolate below.
These people have been controlled by knowledge itself, while they’ve obtained peace, they’ve also lost themselves.
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In the Nanwu tribe, Meng Luo controlled his Totem to ask Yun Yi about what was going on, but Yun Yi had gone practically insane, so his words were disconnected and erratic, he was prone to saying nonsensical and illogical things, which made it difficult for Meng Luo to discern what was going on.
Fortunately, Yun Yi was only practically insane, and after asking for clarifications a few times, Meng Luo finally had a clear picture of what happened: The Nanwu Shaman had tried to use scrying to see the Lord of Disaster, only for her to be infected in return and became the Lord of Disaster’s fangs and claws.
After that, the Nanwu Shaman used a ritual to pull everyone in the Nanwu tribe under as well, leading to the current Nanwu tribe being worshippers of the Lord of Disaster, seemingly capable of gaining power from destruction.
As for other details like how many combatants did the Nanwu tribe have, as well as why Yun Yi was only imprisoned without being killed, this wasn’t information that Yun Yi could know.
“Endure it for a bit longer, I’ll save you after I’ve made some preparations” Meng Luo consoled Yun Yi a bit before pulling the snake away from the corner of the room back towards himself.
Seeing the snake slithering away, Yun Yi gained hope and lied back down. Earlier, he couldn’t see any hope and had no choice but to endure on sheer willpower alone, but now that he had hope of escaping this place, he felt a lot better.
Outside of the Nanwu tribe, Meng Luo’s expression was grim. While he had decided to enter this murky water, there were a lot of things that he found hard to resolve.
“Yun Yi isn’t very trustworthy; I should probably give up on him” Meng Luo thought to himself.
Yun Yi was definitely a good person, but his current state made it almost impossible to trust him. During the Yunhe tribe disaster, he was also a victim who had recited the Lord of Disaster’s name, his mental state was also incredibly unstable, and the fact that the Nanwu tribe had kept him on house arrest without killing him was also strange.
After relaying this information, his value was next to nonexistent, and saving him posed a risk, so Meng Luo had already decided to give up on Yun Yi. Of course, if it was convenient to do so, Meng Luo didn’t mind saving him either.
“What I need to do next is to relay this information. It’s impossible for me to win against an entire tribe by myself, so I need help from others”
After he found a safe location, his consciousness entered his Totem and followed it into the Ancestral Wild.
Meng Luo had gotten accustomed to moving around and using the Ancestral Wild to send information during the past few days. After removing the name ‘Lord of Disaster’ itself, he transferred the corresponding information to the surrounding tribes, hoping that they would know what they should do.
Furthermore, this would also attract the attention of others so that they didn’t have the leisure of paying attention to his bounty reward, giving him the chance to secretly benefit from this occasion.
