National Guardian's Gone and We're Done

Chapter 257 - 256: Then Why Did You Kneel to Chu He Just Now?

"You are the perfect embodiment of humanity’s vilest side."

Chu He looked down with contempt at the pathetic figure kneeling on the ground,

his taunt utterly merciless.

The Grand State Preceptor’s face fell as Chu He’s words reached his ears.

The Grand State Preceptor clenched his sweaty palms and forced himself to continue, "Mr. Chu He, I don’t understand what you mean, but not a single word of what I just said was a lie.

Time will prove everything. I only hope that you will give me a chance."

That last sentence, the Grand State Preceptor truly meant from the bottom of his heart.

He knew full well that this was his last chance.

If Chu He refused, death was his only path today.

Chu He wouldn’t have come all this way just to destroy the Divine Hall after finishing off Brahma Heaven and Shiva.

The Grand State Preceptor understood. Chu He’s goal was to completely eradicate any "seeds of hope" that might allow the White Elephant Empire to rise again.

In this day and age, such seeds of hope were no longer the so-called best and brightest youths,

but rather beings like himself who wielded both political power and supernatural abilities.

The king, who held the reins of power, had been dealt with by his own hands.

The Supreme Deities had been cleanly wiped out by Chu He.

That meant the only transcendent being left in the entire White Elephant Empire was him, the Grand State Preceptor.

"Do you want to live, or do you want to die?"

Chu He ignored the Grand State Preceptor.

Instead, he turned his gaze to the trembling crowd, their faces etched with fear. All the rampant arrogance they’d shown while clamoring online was gone.

"I... We want to live."

A younger man stepped out from the crowd. He pressed his palms together, looking up uneasily at Chu He, who stood suspended in the air.

’At that moment, as they looked upon Chu He’s form, they thought, ’This is what a true deity must look like.’’

"Then I’ll give you a chance. Your Grand State Preceptor instigated all of this. He killed the king to betray his master for his own gain.

If you can kill this Grand State Preceptor, I will grant the people of the White Elephant Empire the hope of survival."

Chu He said with a smirk.

Many in the crowd sank into deep hesitation.

Many people present were devout followers who often came to the Divine Hall to worship.

They knew that while the Grand State Preceptor was a citizen of the White Elephant Empire like them,

he wielded a power far beyond the reach of any mortal.

He was known as the messenger of the Deities, the one closest to them.

’How could ordinary people like them possibly stand against the Grand State Preceptor?’

"If you don’t act, you will be severing all hope for your children, your grandchildren, and all future generations of the White Elephant Empire."

Chu He’s words were utterly heartless, laced with a chilling intent that pierced everyone’s hearts like a cold, sharp blade.

’So ruthless. Chu He is truly ruthless. This isn’t just killing a man; it’s psychological torture,’ someone lamented inwardly.

They had thought Chu He was merely a pure warrior who had pursued Martial Arts to its absolute peak,

but they never expected him to have such a masterful grasp of the Heart Attack Technique as well.

The people of the White Elephant Empire now had no way out.

If they confronted the Grand State Preceptor and his supernatural power, they might die.

But if they didn’t fight, the entire White Elephant Empire would be destroyed at Chu He’s hands.

"See that? Chu He is a Demon!

All the people with supernatural powers on Blue Star should unite to eradicate this Demon, Chu He! Otherwise, Blue Star will never know peace!"

Some people with ulterior motives began to clamor online.

"So the dogs from Great Jing are starting to bark online now, huh? Did you somehow miss how the White Elephant Empire, who used to be so damn arrogant, just got completely wiped out?"

someone immediately retorted.

In the distance, several live-streaming rigs were already set up.

They belonged to reporters from the bolder media outlets, who had sped all the way here and managed to arrive just in time.

Every single word Chu He had just spoken was transmitted clearly to the livestream,

allowing every netizen watching to see and hear everything perfectly.

"Mr. Chu He, how can you do this?"

The Grand State Preceptor scrambled to his feet, staring at Chu He with a face full of terror.

Because right after Chu He had spoken, some of the more impulsive citizens of the White Elephant Empire had started grabbing whatever they could use as weapons.

These "weapons" were just ordinary items—tables, chairs, stools, and even the long knives used in sacrificial rites.

They slowly surrounded the Grand State Preceptor, who now stood upon a square sacrificial altar.

A set of stairs led down from each of its four sides,

but all four staircases were now packed with people, who were advancing on the Grand State Preceptor step by step.

’Chu He was clearly setting the wolves on the tiger!’

The Grand State Preceptor looked up at Chu He, who was still standing impassively in the sky with a cold, detached smirk. The Preceptor’s heart sank into a bottomless abyss.

He turned to the surrounding citizens of the White Elephant Empire and roared, "You fools! Do you really think you’ll be allowed to live if you listen to Chu He and kill me? I’m telling you, you’re dreaming!"

"Then why were you just kneeling to Chu He?" a woman asked coldly.

The Grand State Preceptor was struck speechless.

And with that, the crowd surged forward.

It wasn’t that they didn’t understand the situation. But Chu He had given them only one path forward. They had no other choice.

If not for themselves, they had to do it for their children at home.

Therefore, even if they were charging into the Flame Mountain itself, knowing they would be instantly incinerated, they had to press on without a second thought.

They had no choice but to believe!

The Grand State Preceptor reached out and grasped at the air. His Magic Staff, which had been knocked away to who-knows-where, immediately flew back into his hand.

He swung the Magic Staff violently, unleashing a gale of pure energy that howled outwards,

It sent the first few people in the crowd flying.

But the people behind them were already swarming forward.

The Grand State Preceptor spun his Magic Staff in a circle, sending out ripples of brilliant light.

But there were simply too many people. Someone—it was impossible to tell who—smashed a stool directly against the back of the Grand State Preceptor’s head.

The blow was delivered with such force that the stool shattered on impact.

The Grand State Preceptor staggered forward, and blood began to trickle down the back of his head.

That one blow was all it took. He was immediately knocked to the ground by the mob.

The Grand State Preceptor roared and bellowed, unleashing all the power the Deities had once bestowed upon him.

The momentary burst of power caved in the chests of more than a dozen people and snapped their arms. Some had their heads twisted around so far that the back of their skull touched their spine. The scene was too gruesome to behold.

The crowd only faltered for a second before they started screaming like madmen and resumed their beating of the Grand State Preceptor.

Soon, the Grand State Preceptor stopped moving altogether.