When the dim sunlight finally shone into this lonely city of apocalypse, the players of Embers City had already gathered outside the City Lord Mansion.

Today is the day of the final showdown.

Complete the last Demon Lord expansion, seize the last Saint fragment, and everything will come to an end.

Finally, we can go home!

No longer trapped in this soon-to-be-destroyed world!

Almost all the players thought excitedly. Two years of suppression, fear, despair, finally about to end today. Some were so excited they didn’t sleep a wink last night, just waiting for this moment.

When the forty-nine members of the expansion team gathered outside the City Lord Mansion, they were greeted by cheers and blessings from all around.

"Finally finishing this job! Come on everyone!"

"It’s all up to you, big shots! You must succeed!"

"I still want to go home and binge-watch shows! Don’t disappoint us!"

"Take down the last Demon Lord! We’re going home!"

The sound waves rose higher and higher, as if they wanted to dispel the apocalypse’s gloom.

Xiao Jie ignored the surrounding noise and made his way to the front of the team.

Several core people were already there, ready to set off.

"Brother Sui Feng, you’re finally here!" Full-time Expert patted Xiao Jie’s shoulder, his face somewhat excited, "How about it, feeling confident?"

Xiao Jie glanced at everyone, but suddenly sighed.

That sigh sounded exceptionally jarring in the joyous atmosphere.

"Confidence?" He shook his head, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching everyone’s ears, "Of course, we can beat the Demon Lord. But after beating the Demon Lord... I’m afraid it’ll be the time for annihilation. Sigh!"

Once these words came out, everyone full of ambition was stunned.

Those who didn’t understand furrowed their brows in anger—thinking can you not speak? This really hurts morale!

Those who understood showed thoughtful expressions.

"Hell! Hidden Moon Following Wind, shut your mouth if you can’t speak, okay?"

"What do you mean by that? Are you cursing us?"

Ordinary players feared Xiao Jie, but this group of the expansion team, each being Daluo Golden Immortal, naturally were not so polite.

Full-time Expert also frowned: "Brother Sui Feng, what do you mean by that?"

Xiao Jie looked at him, then looked around at everyone, slowly began:

"Isn’t the meaning obvious enough? Do I need to state it clearly?"

He paused, his gaze swept over everyone present.

"Everyone imagines capturing the Power of the Saint, right? Once we seize the last Saint Fragment, it’s probably going to be a fight. By then everyone will be scattered sand, if the Tongtian Saint doesn’t have a conspiracy, it’s fine, if there really is a conspiracy—what do we use to resist?"

"We might directly become someone’s pawn, used and discarded." His voice sank, "This Power of the Saint is bound to fall into Tongtian’s hands. By then, we can only hope they don’t start with us."

Once the words fell, the crowd who shouted about fighting and killing were immediately silenced.

Silenced to a terrifying degree.

Regarding the contention among Heavenly Destiny People, regarding the agreement about the Power of the Saint, everyone was not unaware. However, players without the Heavenly Destiny status dared not dream of seizing that power—the system didn’t recognize it, taking it was useless.

Previously, several Heavenly Destiny People hadn’t made things clear, so no one took it seriously. Everyone thought the Heavenly Destiny had reached an agreement, and it wouldn’t matter who came.

Now that Xiao Jie made things clear, everyone realized the seriousness of the problem.

In the face of the temptation of the Power of the Saint, who dares to trust others?

I am a farmer thought deeply, but didn’t speak.

Emperor Shitian sneered: "Brother Sui Feng, you’re saying things a bit redundant, aren’t you?"

He stepped forward, staring directly at Xiao Jie: "I won the bet that time, but you all didn’t admit it, so there was a second bet. Now you’re saying this, aren’t you hitting your own face?"

Xiao Jie sighed.

"Indeed. I still played a bit shrewd back then. Looking back, it really wasn’t right."

He lifted his head, his gaze frank: "The urgent task is to choose a Heavenly Destiny person to use the Power of the Saint and save the world. As for who, it actually doesn’t matter. I was blinded by the temptation of power back then—my fault, my fault indeed."

"Huh?"

Emperor Shitian was instantly stunned.

Thinking you’re so direct, huh?

Everyone is out here trying to get by, arguing senselessly was normal, never seen someone willing to admit fault. Let alone regarding such a great opportunity to become a Saint, admitting fault was rare, even a bloody massacre didn’t count as unusual.

"Then what do you mean?" He tentatively asked.

"I decided to give up contending for the Power of the Saint." Xiao Jie spoke each word clearly, "And I think, before conducting expansion, we should choose the person to use the Power of the Saint. Let everyone witness together, and supervise together. Others shouldn’t seize recklessly—after all, whether the salvation succeeds or not affects everyone’s safety in returning home, not just a matter of personal gain."

Once the words were spoken, everyone immediately nodded.

It’s indeed the truth, now this world is about to completely end, Embers City can’t hold anymore, salvation not only affects returning home, but whether one can survive.

The Power of the Saint, whoever takes it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t fall to oneself anyway.

"Right right right! Feng is making sense!"

"Why is such a big matter decided by you few Heavenly Destiny people in private? We’re all risking our lives to save the world! Who’s inferior to whom? We also have a say in this matter."