Chapter 525: Rage Against the Altar

"Buzz!"

As the true face of the Altar of the God of Wealth was unveiled, the once obscure and intangible waves became visible.

The serene and blissful surroundings were now truly exposed for what they were.

Everything was a lie!

Everything was a facade!

The Ghost Spirit clan members near the altar, who appeared vibrant and glowing, were actually lifeless puppets under the control of a dark force, their eyes dull and devoid of the life’s energy.

The altar, located in the heart of the Ghost Spirit clan, acted like a vast net, ensnaring every member of the clan.

Dark threads continuously flowed from the altar, as if from a higher dimension, manipulating and influencing the clan members on every level—body and soul alike.

Simultaneously, the energy essences of the Ghost Spirit clan members were siphoned off through these dark threads, feeding the altar and keeping it operational.

This bizarre altar had been functioning for years solely because of the constant energy supply from the Ghost Spirit clan.

"So this is how they exert influence. It’s clear that mental manipulation and soul-targeting tactics are in play," Su Wen noted quickly, shielded by his Protective Boost from the River of Fate.

"The Ancient Clans once called themselves the Immortal Clan."

"Even Bai Li Chaoge, during their collaboration, referred to them as the Immortal Clan out of respect."

"Is this really the work of the Immortals?"

As he recorded the information, Su Wen simplified it into a form that was clear and free from corruption.

This simplification was verified by the River of Fate, ensuring it passed the necessary checks.

"Ahhhhh!"

Suddenly, the leading Demigod’s eyes bled as he roared towards the heavens.

Seeing the truth around him, his love for his clan overpowered his sense of rationality.

"Boom—"

A fierce energy burst from him, instantly clearing the dark fog around.

Next, he brandished his divine weapon, transforming into a colossal giant, and with all his might, charged at the dark source—the altar.

This strike was fueled by every ounce of his strength.

Even his true spirit’s power was fully unleashed in that moment.

Ancient Clans!

Betrayal!

As the rational influence of the Ancient Clans was suppressed, the methods of the Great God of Wealth, mentioned upon his arrival, suddenly became clear to him.

With his insight, he immediately understood the entire situation!

They were meant to be a clan faithful to the Great God of Wealth!

However, long ago, they were secretly plotted against by the Ancient Clans!

For years, the entire clan has been relentlessly targeting the Great God of Wealth with their schemes!

Despite ancestral warnings, they uncontrollably crossed those boundaries and acted against the Great God of Wealth!

They!

Truly deserve to die!

“Big Brother! I’m here with you!”

“Damn it! Damn it!”

“What’s going on? Why is this happening?”

“……”

When the harsh truth was revealed to the Demigods of the Ghost Spirit clan, they went mad without hesitation.

The Ancient Clans might be powerful.

And their corruption tactics demand caution, even from a true god.

But this is, after all, the main realm.

If the Ancient Clans want to break through layers of obstacles to reach here and carry out large-scale corruption, the quality of their efforts will inevitably suffer.

For a powerful being at the Demigod level, ignorance is one thing, but once they become aware, the fierce emotions within them will instantly overpower the suggestive effects of the Ancient Clans.

Some things are just like that!

The lowly tactics of the Ancient Clans lose their power once exposed!

Especially after the leading Demigod took the initiative, the others didn’t hesitate, burning all their energy and charging furiously toward the central altar.

“Sigh!”

Su Wen stood aside, watching these fearless Demigods of the Ghost Spirit clan, and sighed softly.

How familiar this scene felt.

When the Chinese people faced life-and-death crises, weren’t they the same?

“But some things, no matter how pitiful or sorrowful, are wrong—wrong is just wrong!”

“If it’s wrong, then punishment must follow.”

“The Ghost Spirit clan is pitiful, but what about us from the sub-timelines?”

“Can we not seek revenge just because their mistakes seem understandable?”

Su Wen stood silently, not intervening, watching one Demigod after another of the Ghost Spirit clan fall beneath the altar.

Not intervening was already the greatest kindness he could offer.

After all, he wasn’t a saint who returns good for evil.

Of course, the main reason was that when the power of the River of Fate descended, everything had already been settled.

He had obtained the answers he sought.

So, this altar built by the Ancient Clans no longer held much importance.

If needed in the future, altars from other Demigod clans could also serve his research purposes.

……

At the same moment, outside the Ghost Spirit realm.

“Hm?”

The Star God seemed to sense the tremendous changes within the Ghost Spirit realm, his expression shifting slightly.

But before he could act, he heard the unmistakable voice of the God of Wealth echoing throughout the Ghost Spirit realm.

“Ghost Spirit clan!”

“All beings, except those under the Seven Solar Demigods, must commit suicide at once!”

Listening to the God of Wealth’s command and the rising sounds of suicide among the Ghost Spirit clan, the Star God slowly bowed his head.

It seemed the God of Wealth had gained much this time.

Otherwise, given his nature, the Ghost Spirit clan would have faced complete annihilation.

Of course, his original plan was to use the God of Wealth’s unique methods to peacefully incorporate the Ghost Spirit clan.

Not in the usual sense of subjugation, nor to make them subordinates of the Chinese people.

Rather, it was to have the labor-capable beings of the Ghost Spirit clan continuously contribute to the Chinese people’s construction and various projects.

After all, if the Chinese people wanted to advance in technology, martial arts, and Divine Fate simultaneously, they needed a massive labor force for their facilities and constructions.

But in the future, the Chinese people were destined to be frontline fighters, heading to the battlefield.

So, this task had to fall to the beings of other clans.

Ultimately, they were once subordinates of the God of Wealth, and wiping them out completely would be too cruel and inappropriate.

As divine fate bearers, they needed to maintain a gentle heart, embracing all beings with an open mind and a bright attitude.

But the God of Wealth was right—the influence of the Ancient Clans was unpredictable and powerful. Without absolute certainty, it was better not to proceed.

To risk too much for too little would be unwise.

“What a shame.”

The Star God gazed at the Ghost Spirit realm, his voice tinged with sorrow for the world.