Legend of the chosen ones: Beyond Destiny

No choice, when everyone opens up, it's as if no one does.

And when everyone packs up and leaves their homes, they'll just get stuck on the highway, caught in a dilemma... Initially thinking to stand out, even preparing a winning speech, only to find at the award podium that everyone gets a share; after half a month's hustle, it's just going in circles!

Ironically, the old Main Priest who was usually the most prominent has been left behind this time, unnoticed among the crowd.

At this moment, he is more dumbfounded and incredulous.

Watching those faces as if constipated, his old face reddens, teeth nearly ground to dust.

Finally enduring until the end of the meeting, after the Archbishop hums a tune and leaves, he barely manages to squeeze out a sound through clenched teeth: "Although I don't understand what each of you is scheming behind the scenes, it's best to know—relying on crooked ways is not sufficient to serve the Saint!"

"Sorry, I don't know what you're talking about." The accused Main Priest's face changed, resolutely rebuffing, "I know nothing of crooked ways; I only see talent and sweat!"

"What now? Can't stand seeing others living well? Don't know what it means to accumulate thin and release thick?"

"My achievements today are all thanks to my own efforts!"

"Ha, in my opinion, you've become complacent with your achievements and neglected holy matters!"

"Indeed, kindly check your attitude; can you monopolize the holy grace alone? Such an ugly demeanor!"

The Main Priests who were originally harboring Ghost Fetus instantly united, as if an unwavering block of iron, collectively criticizing, as if they had formed an alliance in secret, unanimously opposing.

Eventually, after a round of verbal confrontations, everyone dispersed unhappily.

And when the Main Priest who first cooperated with the resistance camp returned to the Holy Hall and began contacting Ji Jue for a meeting, he could no longer restrain his anger: "What's going on with the other Holy Halls?!

Why is this situation occurring!"

"Oh, I thought you knew... Sales blind spot, I also didn't notice..."

Ji Jue lay on his chair, savoring his fine wine and delicacies, casually deflecting, then flipping the blame: "Ultimately, it's still your insufficient inventory, Main Priest?

Our camp also needs to make ends meet, we are all living forcefully too!"

"What are you trying to do!"

The Main Priest's expression twisted, squeezing out a sound through grit teeth: "I warn you, if this escalates, it's bad for everyone!"

"Then go tell the Judgement Court."

Ji Jue grinned, mocking with laughter: "See if the Judgement Court believes you; others aside, don't forget to calculate first, how many times our friendship lands you in Border Prison?"

"You... You..."

The Main Priest stood stiffly, chilled to the bone, looking at the ever gentle smiling face, like falling into an ice pit, vision darkening, almost unable to breathe.

"Calm down, calm down, Main Priest, we can also talk, we want to turn from dark to light, isn't this urgently displaying our value?"

Ji Jue suddenly switched tone, gently and considerately helped the Main Priest into a luxurious reclining chair, which used to be soft enough to envelop the whole person, now turned into a giant abyssal mouth, almost swallowing him whole.

Amidst bouts of dizziness, he several times wanted to speak but stopped, finally could only utter weakly: "What you're doing is too big!

If the Holy Seal continues to run rampant, and alarms Sky City, no one will survive!"

"It's meant to run rampant, Main Priest."

Behind him, Ji Jue lightly pressed his shoulder, smile growing ever more radiant: "Not only rampant, but also spread to others' Holy Halls and dioceses, let everyone get accustomed to the convenience of new Holy Seals, allowing everyone to pray anytime, anywhere, closer to the divine...

Don't you find such scenes beautiful?"

"..."

The Main Priest fell silent, dumbfounded, lifting his head to gaze at the reflection in the magnificent silver mirror, beholding Ji Jue behind him as if he saw a bona fide devil.

At this moment, listening to Ji Jue's painted beautiful scene, he could no longer hold back his shivers of fear, screamed out.

Finally, sudden enlightenment.

"You, you... you wish to... uproot the fellowship!!!"

"Hmm? Uproot? Where did that talk come from? We just merely helped the fellowship, slightly enhanced efficiency, didn't we?"

Ji Jue asked perplexedly: "Moreover, speaking of uprooting, haven't you been doing this from the start?

When you sought honor for reporting and exterminating heresy, aiming to topple your adversary, supporting those resistance camps, even secretly funding them, wasn't that undermining the fellowship's foundation?

Actually counting it seriously, the damage you caused is even greater than those few resistance camps, isn't it?"

"Then let us die! Let us die together!!!"

The Main Priest was enraged beyond control: "Since we're all going to be cast into Border Prison, eternally burning, even in death, I will drag you all down with me!"

He struggled fiercely, trying to rise and denounce, but it was futile, only feeling the hands pressing on his shoulder suddenly turned into iron pincers.

No matter how he resisted, once caught in those hands, escape became nigh impossible...

Immediately after, came lightly spoken words behind him.

"Die? Where does that notion come from?"

Ji Jue chuckled, drawing near, whispered by his ear: "You are our camp's most valuable partner, we're still hoping for you to ascend step by step, manage a district, and rise to the position of Archbishop.

Victory is already within grasp, you wouldn't want to give up, would you?"

The look of anger froze on the Main Priest's face, filled with suspicion and uncertainty, "You... what do you mean?"

"Haven't you always done well?"

Ji Jue gently praised: "Using Holy Seal within a small range, focusing on a few followers, even completely consumed, buried somewhere, and none the wiser.

But your peers, it seems aren't as cautious—hmm, perhaps related to not knowing who we really are?

Just before I arrived, one after another, they actually came to place orders, clearly planning to go big in their own Holy Halls.

Even several Main Priests are also secretly seeking channels.

You say... if someone subtly fueled the spread at this time..."

The Main Priest remained silent, dazed, his expression twitched repeatedly, he finally grasped Ji Jue's intent, felt genuine fear yet also irrepressible, a budding thrill of excitement.

"You... you want me to report them?"

He shook instincts trembling, shaking his head: "No, that's not right, the scale is too large, if by any chance Sky City gets enraged, I'm afraid even the Archbishop can't withstand..."

"Then you see an opportunity, don't you?"

Behind him, the devilish laughter grew more joyous: "Besides, why feign reluctance? Isn't this the same as what you did before?

Just shifting the target from resistance camps to your fellow peers... you are purifying the fellowship's roots, why hesitate?"

"I... I..."

The Main Priest could hardly speak, drenched in sweat.

"Choose, Main Priest, choose."

Ji Jue sighed lightly, finally patting his shoulder, "The time left for you is running short."

——Either burn alongside, or step on their ashes, ascending step by step, to the highest peak!

In the silence, at some unknown time, the person behind had silently departed.

Leaving only the Main Priest, gasping violently.

For a long, long time.

In those shadowy eyes, a certain hungry Flame Light silently ignited.

Ready to pounce.