I Am Your Natural Enemy-Chapter 612 - 239: Refusing to Leave, Scorching Sun of the Scorching Sun Department (5k)_3

Chapter 612: Chapter 239: Refusing to Leave, Scorching Sun of the Scorching Sun Department (5k)_3

But now, things have yet to be brought to light, yet to be dealt with.

The General Director and the Old Celestial Master came together to a large door at the side of the seventh floor. Only after the General Director’s verification and the Old Celestial Master casting a spell did the door slowly open.

Entering a passageway, the door behind them closed, and another door ahead opened. They stepped into a spacious hall.

Here, only in the center stood a stone stele, on which two characters were inscribed in wild, calligraphic strokes.

Scorching Sun.

Those two blood-red characters, together with the stele, constantly radiated Yang Energy.

The Yang Energy here was extremely rich, endlessly emanating, guided outward through various channels.

"Some among you may have been here before; some may not know of this place.

This is the defensive core of the Scorching Sun Headquarters.

The Yang Energy blossoming from this stele is enough to guard the headquarters of the Scorching Sun Department, both above and below.

No demon or evil can break in, especially not from underground.

And this spot is precisely where the Dragon’s Eye of the former Capital City’s dragon’s pulse once lay.

With this stele here, the whole Capital City is like a dragon with eyes painted in.

Even the Rakshasa Ghost Market cannot open a gate within the Capital City.

This is item 001 of the Scorching Sun Department, the Scorching Sun Tablet.

It is also the origin of our name, Scorching Sun Department.

The inscription on this stone stele was left by the Thirteenth Ancestor of Fuyu.

Written in his own blood, it was his final calligraphy, the last two characters.

Back then, before the Scorching Sun Department was founded, it was found in the northwestern desert.

At that time, this stele did not have today’s might, but even then, it possessed the power to repel evil.

When the name Scorching Sun Department first appeared, the Sect Master of Fuyu Mountain then personally decided to give this stele to the department.

Even though it was not the first wondrous item in the Scorching Sun Department’s possession, its serial number was still 001."

The General Director gazed distantly at the blazing stele, his expression somewhat dazed.

"Back then, the very first Minister stood here and told me all these things.

I once asked, why is it called the Scorching Sun Department?

He said, Scorching Sun Department must shine forth like the sun, illuminating all common people.

This is the meaning of the Scorching Sun Department’s existence.

We must uphold a bottom line: that the radiance of the Great Sun will always shine upon everyone.

I was young then, and didn’t quite understand.

The sun rises every day— isn’t that just how things are?

He said, only when something you take as absolutely ordinary is lost, does its absence become fatal.

Back then, when the Spiritual Qi Resurgence had only just begun to show signs, he said that when the resurgence deepens—

One day, we may wake up and discover that the sun has not risen from the east.

No one may be able to harm the sun itself, but they can keep its light from reaching us.

And the result, is no different from the sun never rising."

The Old Celestial Master looked at the Scorching Sun Tablet and slowly began to speak.

"I have always disagreed with the General Director hiding certain matters from you.

He said he was afraid you would feel despair.

In truth, to be honest, I can barely keep Cloud Sea suppressed anymore.

This time, the appearance of cracks elsewhere is also an omen.

Our world is experiencing the Spiritual Qi Resurgence— so is the other side, only over there it is more violent, faster.

Soon, you will witness more and more legendary things appear.

Not just ghosts, but all manner of strange and extraordinary creatures.

Don’t think that I have chosen one grand direction.

No, it wasn’t my choice— there was only ever this one path.

The will we have inherited from our ancestors was never for us to become a new group of aristocratic family clans.

If that were truly so, the very moment our founder learned of it, he would strip me of the Taoist Talisman."

The General Director drew a deep breath and sighed.

"You all ought to know, that even abilities with the same name can have very different effects when wielded by different people.

Thus far, Wen Yan’s Scorching Sun is already somewhat different from what’s recorded in the annals.

Just because we have chosen this path does not mean he will walk it in the direction we expect.

This matter is inherently uncontrollable; all we can do is try to guide it.

What it ultimately becomes, which path he will take, depends entirely on his own heart and on how things unfold.

I indeed overestimated the resolve of some among you.

We are all feeling our way forward blindly, crossing the river by touching stones, ignorant of what lies ahead. It’s normal to panic.

But I hope that after panic and confusion, you will still stand your ground and continue feeling the stones in front of you."

No one spoke. After a long silence, the Old Celestial Master continued.

"The Water Monarch has already awakened. On the other side of Cloud Sea, surely others at Water Monarch’s level have revived as well.

You cannot hope to throw a mushroom bomb at everything you encounter.

Among those things, there may be some that, if you fail to kill them the first time, can never again be killed by the same means.

The kind of Night Vigil Deity that could withstand a missile before— in truth, that’s just average, not truly strong.

His territory is equivalent to some uninhabited areas of Western Region County.

The truly powerful, would not even bother with places like that.

Now that a second crack has appeared, there will assuredly be a third, a fourth in the future.

Not every one will present an opportunity to be closed."

The Old Celestial Master finished slowly. The group stood in silence, their expressions all grim.

This was the first time they had ever heard the Old Celestial Master say something so seemingly weak, admitting, "I can barely keep it suppressed."

In their eyes, the Old Celestial Master was the strongest living man, three whole levels above even his nearest competitors.

So powerful that suppressing a Demon King did not even require him to act in person.

Although that Demon King was a name from Europa, not the same as the Demon King in the Divine Land, in terms of actual power, even if not as great as in his prime, he far surpassed anyone in the same category—only the Old Celestial Master exceeded him.

"Now do you understand?

The path we have chosen was set the day the Scorching Sun Department was established; it is not connected by necessity to any person alive today.

It’s just that, some have forgotten."

The General Director turned to look at the director whose name was on the list.

That director’s lips trembled slightly, as if wanting to speak, but he didn’t know what to say.

The General Director shifted his gaze, sweeping slowly over everyone, and said quietly,

"Some people have betrayed not me, nor the Scorching Sun Department, but the vow they once made to themselves."