Rise of the Otherworld.

Chapter 989 A Difficult Decision ()

The illusory figure's words struck everyone like a hammer, plunging the previously quiet hall into silence. Everyone fell into deep thought, their faces heavy and complex, as if the weight of the world were bearing down on their shoulders.

Zhang Hao's brow furrowed, deep lines carved into his forehead. A hint of struggle lingered in his eyes. He gazed at the ancient book radiating a mysterious light, his mind racing. He knew the significance of this power; if harnessed wisely, it might truly save the continent from disaster. But he also understood the disastrous consequences if greed were to overtake him. He glanced at his companions, hoping for answers in their eyes; they held a mixture of anticipation and a hint of worry.

Lingyu bit his lip slightly, his teeth sinking into his lower lip, leaving a shallow mark. His gaze shifted between the ancient tome and the crowd, a conflicted expression in his eyes. Saving the continent had always been his dream, but the allure of this power was too great, and he worried about whether he could stay true to his original aspirations. "This power, in the hands of those with a sense of justice, could truly benefit the continent, but how can we ensure that everyone uses it correctly?" He was the first to break the silence, his voice tinged with worry, like a stone dropped into a calm lake, sending ripples across it.

The mysterious man folded his arms across his chest, his expression as solemn as a statue. He spoke slowly, "If we give up our power out of fear of its misuse, this continent may be hopeless. But accepting it is undoubtedly a risk." A flicker of determination flashed in his eyes, as if he had already made up his mind. Those eyes were like the cold stars twinkling in the night sky, firm and sharp.

The old man stroked his beard, which slid gently between his fingers, making a subtle friction sound. He sighed deeply, his breath carrying the vicissitudes of life. "This is a difficult decision. But I believe that the trust we have built on each other along the way is enough for us to make the right choice. We cannot let down the hardships we have endured, nor can we let down the expectations behind this strength." His voice was steady and powerful, echoing through the hall like a bell, bringing a sense of confidence to everyone, like a beacon of light in the darkness.

The woman bit her lower lip, turning slightly pale, her eyes filled with confusion. She whispered, "I'm afraid this power will change us, make us lose ourselves. But if we don't try, how can we know the outcome?" Her heart was filled with conflict. On the one hand, the fear of the unknown, like a shadow from the abyss, tightly wrapped around her; on the other, the desire to save the continent, like a burning flame, burned fiercely in her heart.

The discussion intensified, each voice mingling in a cacophony of voices in the hall like an invisible storm. Some advocated accepting the power, relying on the collective strength to protect the continent. Their eyes were filled with determination and passion, as if they could already see the continent returning to peace and tranquility under their protection. Others worried that power would spur greed and conflict, ultimately plunging the continent into further chaos. Their expressions were filled with worry, their voices tinged with deep concern.

Just as the argument reached a stalemate, Zhang Hao took a deep breath, his chest puffing out, and then slowly exhaled, as if to expel all hesitation and anxiety with this breath. He said loudly, "I believe we should accept this power. But before that, we must swear an oath to protect the continent no matter what happens, and never abuse it for selfish reasons." His eyes were firm and bright, like a burning torch, illuminating the path forward in the darkness, as if conveying a belief, an unwavering faith.

After hearing Zhang Hao's words, everyone fell into deep thought. The hall fell silent again, only the soft breathing echoing in the air. After a moment, Ling Yu was the first to nod. His movements were crisp and decisive, his eyes full of determination. "I agree with Zhang Hao's proposal. We have come this far, through countless hardships and dangers, just to protect this land. I am willing to swear an oath." His voice was firm and powerful, as hard as steel.

The mysterious man nodded, his lips curling up slightly in a barely perceptible smile. "Okay, I agree. Now that you've made your choice, go for it bravely." There was a hint of heroism in his voice, as if he was ready to face any challenge.

The old man smiled and nodded. His smile was like the warm spring sun, warm and kind. "I trust everyone's heart. Let us shoulder this responsibility together." His words were filled with trust and encouragement, and they felt an invisible power.

The woman looked at the determined eyes of the others, and her worries gradually dissipated. She nodded and said, "I am willing too." Her voice was soft, but it was firm, like a flower blooming in the wind and rain, fragile yet strong.

And so, witnessed by the illusory figure, everyone swore an oath to protect the continent and not abuse their power. Their voices, united and resolute, echoed through the hall, as if resonating with the heavens and the earth. The illusory figure nodded in satisfaction, and the light of the ancient tome shone brightly once more, like a surging tide, engulfing everyone. A powerful force slowly surged into their bodies, coursing through their meridians like an electric current, making them feel a power they had never felt before.

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