Chapter 1194
As Clinton knelt on the ground, Jonathan’s gaze narrowed, but he remained silent.
Based on the reactions of the Mountain Vige vigers and the envoy’s description of Yannopolis,
Jonathan had a general understanding of the structure of this small world.
Yannopolis stood at the center, with one hundred and eight viges forming the periphery. In the
middle, the two Outer Cities were divided into the north and south regions.
The cityyout, especially the arrangement of the thirty-six intermediate viges and seventy-two
lower-level viges, was incredibly effective. It was evenparable to modern corporate
management models.
Whether it was the exchange of cultivators between the north and south regions or theyout of the
intermediate viges, everything seemed to be a way for Yannopolis to redirect the animosity.
The exchange of cultivators between the north and south regions caused pressure on the viges
below them, and the “collective punishment” system caused the intermediate viges to bear the
consequences of the mistakes made by lower-level viges. This, in turn, caused the intermediate
viges to put a constant source of pressure on the seventy-two lower-level viges, ensuring they
wouldn’t dare to act out of line.
The lower-level viges resented the intermediate viges, the intermediate viges feared the envoys
from the Outer Cities, and all the envoys from the Outer Cities were nothing more thanckeys raised
to follow instructions from the Inner City.
This seemingly simple system was actually a tightly woven web of control.
As the outermost vige, Mountain Vige had no hope of breaking free from this oppressive system,
even if they rebelled.
They had no hope—absolutely none!
Noticing Jonathan’s silence, Seboxia sped his hands together and respectfully addressed Clinton.
“Mr. Yorknd, I am curious,” he began. “I observed earlier that within a fifty-meter radius from here,
there are over thirty Grandmaster Realm experts in absolute phase among you. With such a
foundation, it should be a breeze for you guys to break through to God Realm.”
While speaking, Seboxia extended his right hand and made a flipping motion.
“What I’m curious about is why all of you don’t choose to collectively break through to God Realm. Is
Yannopolis so terrifying that even with the coboration of the dozens of viges around here, there is
no hope of resistance?”
Upon hearing Seboxia’s question, Clinton, his eyes brimming with tears, quickly stood up. “Sir, it’s not
that weck the courage to resist! It’s just that we have no way to break through to God Realm!” “How
is that possible?” Jonathan eximed in surprise, looking at Clinton. “Your cultivation has already
reached a critical threshold. As long as you have a cultivation method, you should be able to—” At this
point, Jonathan froze, and then he suddenly realized what was happening. He nodded his head in
understanding. “I understand now. Yannopolis’ control is so strict that they would have definitely cut off
your ess to cultivation methods. You don’t have any cultivation methods above Grandmaster
Realm, do you?” Clinton clenched his fists and reluctantly nodded as he turned to Jonathan. “Several
hundred years ago, every vige around here had God Realm cultivators. However, after the wave of
beast attacks three hundred years ago, the God Realm cultivators in the one hundred and eight
viges were all either killed or severely injured. Those who survived were taken away by Yannopolis
under the pretense of getting rewarded, and there have been no God Realm cultivators since then.”
Jonathan felt a heavy weight on his chest upon hearing this. “If I’m guessing correctly, those from
Yannopolis will continue to remove and get rid of your newly emerged God Realm cultivators along with
their cultivation methods, won’t they?” “That’s right!” Clinton’s expression turned grim as he looked at
Jonathan. “In less than fifty years, all the viges have lost the inheritance of God Realm cultivation.
Even if some viges managed to keep something hidden, they realized it toote and couldn’t make a
difference. We have no way to turn the tide!” Seboxia walked forward and waved his hand, sending out
a stream of spiritual energy. He gently lifted Clinton off the ground. “You’ve all suffered greatly. All
beings are born equal and shouldn’t be enved,” Seboxia said. Jonathan couldn’t help but feel
puzzled as he took in Seboxia’spassionate expression. If any other follower of Seboxia had
spoken such words ofpassion, he would have dismissed them as brainwashed. However, this was
coming from Seboxia, so it seemed somewhat ridiculous. Who was Seboxia exactly? He was a great
cultivator possessing the Pryncyp of Life, but he had never healed or saved anyone other than
Jonathan. Instead, he had used Jonathan’s Pryncyp of ughter to absorb the life force of those on
the brink of death for his own use. Seboxia was a ruthless creature capable of killing. He had deceived
even the Heavenly Way with his schemes. Yet here he was, speaking of equality for all sentient beings
in such a sanctimonious manner. Anyone would find it absurd. What is Seboxia up to? The look
Jonathan shot Seboxia became increasingly dark. Nevertheless, he couldn’t figure out a clue however
much he racked his brains. Just then, Seboxia unexpectedly beckoned to Jonathan. In an instant,
Jonathan felt a fluctuation of spiritual energy within his elixir field. With his inner vision, he saw that a
corner of therge coffin within his elixir field had lifted by itself. Within the darkness of the coffin, a
shadow flickered. Before Jonathan could react, the object had already flown out of his elixir field and
landed in Seboxia’s hand.
It was the conversion of illusion into reality!
Jonathan watched Seboxia warily.
Although he had found a way to prevent Seboxia from pulling him into the divine space, and Seboxia
had also lost the protection of the Pryncyp of Life in this small world, Jonathan still couldn’t break free
from Seboxia’s grasp.
The biggest reason for that was the spell of illusion conversion.
Seboxia could ce the coffin, which was over ten meters long, into Jonathan’s abdomen. If Jonathan
dared to resist, Seboxia could easily sever him in half by converting the immaterial coffin into reality.
Until now, Jonathan had nevere across any records or information about this technique.
Thus, Seboxia still maintained a firm grip on his fate.
Seboxia gripped the ck bamboo scroll in his hand.
“Mr. Yorknd, I understand your request. Here’s the first volume of the Book of Seboxiasm. Inside,
you will find cultivation methods that will allow you to break through your current realm. With your
foundation, bing God Realm cultivators is easily within reach. The apanying mental
cultivation is equally important and must not be neglected during your cultivation practices. Remember
that,” he said.
As Seboxia spoke, he stuffed the bamboo scroll into Clinton’s hands.
Thud!
Clinton held the bamboo scroll with both hands and fell to his knees.
“Sir, thank you so much for gifting us this cultivation method. On behalf of the vigers of Mountain
Vige, I express our deepest gratitude!”
At that moment, not only Clinton but also the surrounding vigers knelt one after another.
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“Sir, thank you for gifting us this method. We express our deepest gratitude!”
The entire Mountain Vige was filled with vigers kneeling and loudly proiming their thanks. For
these vigers, this wasn’t just a God Realm cultivation method—it was a clear path to survival!
Finally, Jonathan understood Seboxia’s purpose. He is using cultivation methods to win over these
people!