Chapter 639: Reaching The Goal

“Mine... mine...”

The Divine Envoy's eyes were filled with greed as he stared at the heart. He raised his hand in vain, trying to grasp something. But life no longer belonged to him. Like a sand sculpture in the wind, he was quickly dissipating.

“You... haha... do you know what that heart in your hand means?” A trace of venom flashed in the depths of the Divine Envoy’s gradually fading eyes. Suddenly, he spoke, “That is the true heart of the Primal God, containing an authentic primordial godhood. If you fuse with it, you will have a chance to ascend. Becoming a god in your homeland is far more promising than forging a godhood in Eden... The God Kings of Eden... all... all desire it.”

Li Xiaofei looked at the heart in his hand. Its beating sounded like thunder roaring in his ears.

Blood spilled from the Divine Envoy’s entire body like a flood. His voice was like the whisper of a devil, a sinister murmur stirring the depths of one’s soul, “Fuse with it, and you will utterly transcend the laws of this base city. You will be able to step beyond the heavens and no longer fear the threat of the God Generals. Li Xiaofei... haha...”

Sink into it. Fall into it. Kneel before ambition and desire. Even if I die, I will drag you down from that brilliant light and plunge you into the filthy gutters.

Sure enough, Li Xiaofei slowly raised his palm. His gaze was deep as he quietly examined the heart in his hand as if he were admiring a work of art. His eyes grew increasingly obsessed.

This scene filled the Divine Envoy, his face already drenched in blood, with wild joy. But then, Li Xiaofei appeared in front of Tan Zhenwei.

𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

The heart still pulsed in his palm. As he neared Tan Zhenwei, the heart trembled restlessly, as if it were a child desperate to return home. Waves of energy surged from it, attempting to break free from Li Xiaofei’s grasp.

Li Xiaofei did not hesitate as he turned his palm over and pressed down. The heart, infused with the godhood of the Primal God, was returned to Tan Zhenwei’s chest.

Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.

A rapid, powerful heartbeat rang out from Tan Zhenwei’s chest cavity like the pounding of a great war drum. The gaping wounds on his chest and back healed at an astonishing speed.

They completely vanished within mere breaths. Yet, for some reason, Tan Zhenwei did not wake up immediately. Fortunately, his breathing remained steady, his energy gradually surged, and color swiftly returned to his face. No signs of lingering ailments appeared. It seemed all they could do now was wait.

The Divine Envoy was struck by overwhelming disbelief. The last trace of malice in his heart was utterly shattered. This despair was even greater than when Li Xiaofei had severed his fighting spirit with a single sword strike.

“No, no, I... ugh—”

Sword intent surged through the air. He let out a guttural sound, and his life crumbled away. His body collapsed, plummeting toward the ground. In the blink of an eye, he dissolved into a pool of blood. He had vanished completely from the world.

When the Divine Envoy fell, the Dimensional Gates within Xiajing City rapidly disappeared. The Governor's Legion was finally free to act in full force. They immediately started to slaughter the star beasts outside, along with the last remnants of the Yiggs coalition forces who refused to surrender, with ruthless efficiency.

"Big Boss."

Li Junjie carried Wyde Howard, the supreme commander of the Yiggs Union, as easily as if he were holding a helpless chick. This Yiggs commander, known to the world as the Iron War God, was one-third African-Yiggs. But now, he was hanging limply in Li Junjie’s hands, completely incapable of resistance.

He had been defeated by Li Junjie. His energy was utterly drained, and all four of his limbs had been broken. Yet, what had truly crushed his will to resist was not his physical injuries. It was the moment when Li Xiaofei struck the golden hand in the sky.

That single sword strike had shattered Wyde Howard’s entire understanding of martial arts. The sheer strength behind it exceeded anything an Earthling could comprehend or even imagine. It was a force beyond this world.

"Brother Li."

"Senior."

The others soon returned as well. The peak powerhouses from various major factions, including Kegin, Hiddink, and the others, had all been captured alive and brought over. These were once the most influential figures on the planet; the ones who had stood at the pinnacle of global power.

Just minutes ago, they had dreamed of following the Divine Envoy to destroy Great Xia, enter Eden, and achieve godhood. They had imagined escaping the shackles of Earth to embark on a new chapter of existence.

Yet now, every single one had become mere prisoners on the stage of fate. Even though they had once been the favored children of destiny, the cold, brutal truth of life had manifested within the span of less than ten minutes. They had risen to the heavens, only to be cast down into the abyss.

“Big Boss, what should we do with these scum?” Li Junjie asked.

Li Xiaofei slowly exhaled, releasing the turbid air from his lungs. His gaze swept across the devastated land, the blood-soaked city walls, and the fields piled high with corpses. The apocalyptic scene was an offense to everyone’s eyes.

“Offer them as a sacrifice to the heavens, to the earth, to the vast lands of Great Xia, and to the heroic souls of our fallen warriors,” replied Li Xiaofei.

Even with his elevated realm, Li Xiaofei could not suppress the rage burning within him.

His voice turned icy as he declared, “Every invader of Great Xia must pay the price. We once tried to coexist in peace and grow together, but these despicable, vile scum will never understand gratitude. Since that is the case, let the cleansing begin. Let it start with the heads of these fools rolling to the ground.”

Every word carried a chilling murderous intent. Every syllable echoed across heaven and earth, drilling into the ears and hearts of every citizen within Xiajing City.

The cheers erupted like a tidal wave. At this moment, Great Xia desperately needed a figure of iron and blood. In the boundless darkness of despair, after countless prayers whispered in fear, after waking from nightmares in cold sweat time and time again—at long last, their most fervent hope had come true. Light had finally returned to the land.

Li Xiaofei walked toward Chu Yuncheng. The last surviving Grand Commander of the Great Xia Republic was barely clinging to life, his energy all but depleted. At this moment, however, his face carried an unusual brightness—like the final flare of a dying flame. He gazed at the vast sky and earth, at the beast tide that was now retreating in terror like a receding wave...

Then, he turned to face Li Xiaofei, who stood before him. A profound sense of relief washed over Chu Yuncheng. He understood all too well that the fate and structure of Earth would change completely from this moment.

Great Xia would no longer have to endure humiliation or tread cautiously. From this day forward, there would be only one voice on Earth. Great Xia!

The star beasts, the foreign invaders, and even the so-called Star Council—none of them would ever be able to threaten Great Xia again.

A truly iron-blooded, centralized, and unified power had finally arrived. Yes. Unification! A goal that countless Saints of Great Xia, and even the greatest minds of Earth, had spent their entire lives pursuing had now become reality.

Better days were coming.

“You... have done well.”

Chu Yuncheng's vision went black as he lost consciousness.