39: The Sun Empire was established

Lu Chen Cultivated while continuing to observe the Small World.

Scorching Sun held the highest-standard grand funeral for Morning Light.

Millions of citizens spontaneously formed a ten-mile long funeral procession, holding farming tools, architectural models, and various daily implements invented by Morning Light during his life, silently bidding farewell to this founder of civilization.

As the first Great Sage, he established the Holy Radiance Civilization, teaching people to invent tools, build, and Cultivate.

Scorching Sun stood on the high platform, looking at the grieving crowd below, a faint, almost imperceptible sneer playing on his lips.

Under the expectant gaze of the multitude, Scorching Sun took a step forward, spread his arms, and his voice, amplified by a magic array, resounded throughout the city: "From today onwards, Holy Radiance City shall be renamed Sunday City! The Holy Radiance Civilization is a thing of the past; the Sunday Empire will usher in a new glorious chapter! And I shall be crowned Sunday Great Emperor, leading you to unprecedented glory!"

As soon as his voice fell, deafening cheers instantly erupted, and citizens and officials alike knelt along both sides of the street, shouting "Greetings, Great Emperor," their voices rising and falling, as if to pierce the clouds.

Scorching Sun's expression suddenly turned profoundly sorrowful, tears welling in his eyes, his voice choked: "That heartless, despicable woman, Dawn Moon, to satisfy her lust with the guards, cruelly poisoned her own biological father! My most revered Great Patriarch, who dedicated his life to the development of civilization, met such a tragic end. How terribly you died! I swear here and now that I will bring that demoness to justice and avenge you!!"

The citizens were infected by his emotions, and the anger in their hearts erupted like a volcano.

"Execute the demoness!"

"Execute the demoness!"

Angry roars echoed throughout the Royal City, wave after wave, as if to tear the sky apart... Beneath the majestic throne of the Sunday Divine Temple, a sunless secret chamber was hidden.

Four profound iron chains, inscribed with Restriction runes, pierced Morning Light's limbs, suspending him in the dim, empty space.

Blood slowly dripped down the cold chains, gathering into a dark red pool on the bluestone floor, each drop sounding exceptionally clear in the silent chamber.

The Great Patriarch, once renowned throughout the land, had now lost all his Cultivation, reduced to a cripple.

It turned out that Morning Light had not died; Scorching Sun had performed a trick, burying a fake corpse.

The newly crowned Sunday Great Emperor, Scorching Sun, walked into the secret chamber with the stride of a victor, the golden threads on his imperial robe glinting with a cold light under the dim torchlight.

"Did you hear the condemnation from the entire city?" He leaned closer to Morning Light, his voice filled with cruel pleasure, "Your beloved daughter is now a reviled street rat, hunted by everyone. If only she had obediently married me..."

Before he could finish, Morning Light suddenly looked up and spat a mouthful of blood precisely onto Scorching Sun's smug face.

"My daughter's greatest fortune was not marrying a beast like you!"

Scorching Sun furiously jabbed his finger into the wound on Morning Light's chest, the rotting flesh making a sickening sound: "The location of the ancient ruins, where is it? Speak!"

Morning Light had once traveled the world and discovered ancient ruins, finding many items left by a previous civilization, including the spatial ring he gave to Dawn Moon.

Morning Light gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and sneered: "Heh, even if you kill me, I won't tell you. Dawn Moon won't let you off; she will avenge me."

"Hahaha, that wretched woman, avenge me??" Scorching Sun scoffed, "I now control the dual powers of Holy Light and karmic fire. The world is unified, all lords and nobles obey me, while your daughter is a nationally wanted criminal. Why would I fear her?"

Morning Light laughed loudly: "I can divine; the God of Holy Light told me that you are destined to be killed by my daughter."

Scorching Sun grabbed a red-hot branding iron and pressed it firmly onto Morning Light's scarred body, the pungent smell of burning flesh instantly filling the entire secret chamber.

Scorching Sun's face was distorted: "I await the day your daughter comes to kill me, but before that, I will make your life a living hell."

...One year passed since the founding of the Sunday Empire.

During this year, Dawn Moon and White Ember studied the power of Corruption in a cave.

These were the happiest days of White Ember's life; he wasn't interested in research, but simply watching Dawn Moon filled him with immense satisfaction.

With Dawn Moon's intelligence, she quickly developed five core Corruption abilities for White Ember.

First, Self-Corruption, strengthening organs; all can be strengthened, or a single organ can be strengthened with ten times the power.

Second, Corrupting Organisms, including humans, animals, and plants, causing them to mutate; are the abilities random or specific? Currently unknown.

Third, Corrupting Space, capable of creating a force field with a maximum diameter of one hundred meters, within which enemies' defense, speed, spiritual power, and life all weaken.

Fourth, Corrupting Resonance, all Corrupted Mutated Species resonate simultaneously, generating terrifying exponentially multiplied energy waves.

Fifth, Corrupted Flesh Remolding, allowing different Corrupted species to be combined and remolded into new Mutated Species.

Each of these five abilities was Heaven-Defying.

Dawn Moon couldn't believe these were powers a human could possess.

This was only the result of Dawn Moon's one year of development; it was a pity White Ember was too dull, otherwise, more abilities could have been created.

Dawn Moon created five core abilities based on her nine Corrupted tail blades.

Teleportation, Tail Blade Thrust, Tail Fire, Cage, and Strangulation.

These five abilities included teleportation, single-target, area-of-effect, control, and fatal strike—they were simply the most perfect set of five abilities.

Within half a year, Dawn Moon continuously optimized and diligently practiced these five abilities—a thousand times! Ten thousand times! A hundred thousand times!!!

She finally broke through the Holy Infant Realm and reached Apocalypse (Soul Transformation)!!

Now, her strength should be able to contend with Scorching Sun.

But she dared not take risks; everything still followed the plan, steadily and surely.

After all, Scorching Sun commanded a hundred thousand Sunday Legions, as well as the Imperial Guards, and the newly formed mysterious and powerful Wizard Legion.

Dawn Moon suspected whether Scorching Sun was colluding with the Demon Race on the other side of the Great Chasm; otherwise, how could he master karmic fire Cultivation and establish a Wizard Legion similar to the Demon Race's in such a short period?

White Ember had no Realm; according to White Ember, the stronger Dawn Moon became, the stronger he felt himself to be.

Dawn Moon guessed that White Ember was likely a form of collective Cultivation.

The more things he Corrupted, and the stronger they became, the stronger he would be.

All was ready; they prepared to infiltrate Dawn City, the most remote city in the south, which was now Scorching Sun's direct territory.

They planned to use this as a base, slowly developing and Corrupting until they occupied the city.

Wearing veils, their steps heavy, the two walked towards Dawn City, step by step, unaware if this was their dawn or their darkness.

Seeing this, Lu Chen suddenly remembered.

The Eternal Continent did not only have the Holy Radiance Race; there was also the Demon Race across the Great Chasm.

He was betting on the victory of the indigenous civilization; what if the Transmigrator hadn't arrived yet, and the natives started fighting among themselves first! That would be exciting!

Shifting his perspective, he observed the Demon Race.

Lu Chen's Heavenly Dao Eye shifted from the Sunday Empire to the Demon Race.

Holy crap!!

Lu Chen's eyes almost popped out when he saw the Demon Race's development.

This, this was not a civilization; it was simply a living hell!!

The sky was covered in Corrupting fog 24 hours a day, and the land was unsuitable for cultivation, so they planted corpses in the ground, letting them Corrupt and turn into fertile corpse-soil.

Then, they planted crops on the corpse-soil.

Few demonesses here wore clothes; their waists were incredibly slender, and their curves perfect.

Their facial features were as delicate as elves, with pointed chins, high nose bridges, full lips, and most captivating were their long, narrow eyes, with pupils that shifted in unpredictable shades of purplish-red.

They wore special collars around their necks, and whenever a man passed by, they instinctively lowered their heads. If a man took a liking to one, he would grab the collar and drag her aside, without any resistance.

Men here rarely formed families; instead, they formed various battle groups, legions, squads, and Alliances.

Most children were raised solely by demonesses, never knowing who their fathers were from a young age.

How pitiful! Gurgle!

Lu Chen swallowed; he even wanted to personally rescue these demonesses!

Beep beep beep, the phone rang.

It was actually a call from his high school classmate, Qin Zihan.

He answered the phone.

Qin Zihan's gentle voice came through: "Lu Chen, do you have a car?"

Lu Chen: "No."

Qin Zihan realized her mistake: "Don't misunderstand, I meant to say that Jin Yu's wedding is in the countryside, and it will be difficult for you to get there without a car. Do you want me to pick you up?"

Lu Chen: "No need! I have my own way of getting there. I have something to do, so I won't chat anymore!"

On the other end of the phone, Qin Zihan felt a little wronged, muttering to herself: Did her words hurt his pride?

But how could he go without a car? It's not like he could fly there.