The Azure Sky Royal Court has always been an enemy of The Empire. They entangled The Empire’s Eastern Legion and even had an elite force infiltrate the Imperial Capital, coordinating with traitors within the empire to stall the Inspectors’ Knight Order.

Already very weakened, Yanjiang naturally did not want a strong empire to continue threatening them, but they also did not intend to directly send forces to interfere with The Empire, so they only provided a vial of ’Ice Prison Calamity Ash.’

Finally... Canaan Moore.

The Fifth Energy Level being of that generation of elves keenly noticed that if Terra continued in such a situation of one superpower and many powers, Canaan Moore would only have to submit. If Canaan Moore wanted a future, The Empire had to weaken, so that Canaan Moore would have enough value in the eyes of The Empire.

So, they provided the technology for ’Split Soul.’

In fact, they did not know that, aside from themselves, others would take action simultaneously.

However, the Black Sun had been illuminating the world for too long, forcing all its enemies to take one last gamble.

As for Hiliard... the reason he managed to survive was that no one really wanted him dead.

The Empire could weaken, but it must not collapse—if it collapsed, the world would fall into chaos, and everyone was unprepared... most importantly, if the First Knight lost all hope, the frantic Unyielding Fortress could, before his death, charge into any nation’s territory, causing a great earthquake above level nine, destroying the royal court and Sublimators there, severely injuring or even taking the Fifth Energy Level.

No one wanted to be that unfortunate soul.

So, Hiliard left the Imperial Capital.

Unhindered, and without pursuit.

Until decades later, the second generation of the Unyielding Fortress reappeared in the world.

This is precisely where the Black Emperor erred.

He never shared his dreams, desires, and aspirations with everyone... he remained reserved, shy, like a child gazing at the stars, a youth lying on the lawn gazing at the sky, staring at the stars, too shy to share his naive thoughts with others.

Thus, misunderstandings and resistance arose.

Ian would not make the same mistake.

From the start, he made his intentions clear.

So, he recounted.

He detailed the past of Inega II, those origins, those dreams, those emotions that even memories could not perfectly describe—about the genuine tremor within his heart.

He spoke of Inega II’s unknown, misunderstood plans, explaining how profound their underlying significance was, and how those seemingly ruthless and decisive policies were meant for the continuity of humans even a hundred years into the future and beyond.

He told of it, even including the tales of Wise Magical Beasts from the New Continent.

Ian did not intend to defend Inega II. His teacher was Hiliard, and Inega II was merely a fellow traveler across time, but he needed the last remaining power the other had left behind—that is, the ’gaze’ of it all.

Axel’s forced personality implant made everyone aware of this Black Emperor, and for the final vote, Ian would certainly not give up this optimal propaganda channel.

However...

For some reason, Ian clenched his fist.

Truly.

Truly regrettable.

"In today’s Terra, such things no longer happen,"

said the Prophet calmly in the real world. "But as their inheritor, I find it necessary to reveal the entire truth."

"The power of the Realm of Light is what Inega II desired back then, and I will make their dreams come true—six months later, the first internal test of the ’Domain of Void’ developed by the central Spirit Energy laboratory in the Silverpeak Domain of the South Ridge Duchy will take place. With the support of the Realm of Light’s power, I believe it will be a groundbreaking innovation."

"In the previous era, the Void was also the homeland of us humans, and now, it is time to reclaim this homeland."

—He was again campaigning, and also advertising his product!

At this moment, all the powerful figures seemed to awaken from a dream. For the first time, they fully understood all the causes and reasons behind the Dark Moon rebellion. Even though they were concerned, they listened to Ian’s account.

In fact, they weren’t worried, for the Dark Moon rebellion was from the previous, or even earlier generations. Nowadays, many forces once involved in the Dark Moon rebellion are now allies of Ian Silverpeak. They weren’t afraid of the Prophet settling scores because they had no direct connection to those who started the rebellion. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Yet it was not until just then, when Ian Silverpeak abruptly shifted focus to promote and advertise, that they suddenly realized that in this era, what’s most needed is not the truth.

But a gimmick!

This time, Ian not only revealed the truth about the Dark Moon rebellion, suppressing the prestige of the Tara Confederation (except himself) while secretly boosting his own position, but he also restored the reputation of his elders, Hiliard and Inega... in the end, he even ran an advertisement and garnered support, once again showing himself to the whole Terra!

To know, many ordinary people in various nations may never see a Fifth or even Fourth Energy Level strong person their whole lives, and their sense of identification with such figures is not high.

But Ian Silverpeak is different. He’s attractive, frequently appears in the public eye, and works hard to maintain his presence—he not long ago defeated the Ashen King, winning the first Fifth Energy Level duel after the Perpetual Motion Machine Declaration, earning immense fame across Terra. Yet he remains unsatisfied, continually maintaining his prominence!

This is... this is war!

A new era of war concerning public opinion, attention, and ’relevance’!

"No,"

It was then the Western Empire Emperor, Carlos Sertar, swirling his wine glass, looked in Ian’s direction and said to the shadow behind the light screen, "I have no intention of competing with our Silver Summit Great Prophet—this guy is truly an invincible genius in public opinion and garnering support; all of us combined don’t match up to him."

"However, you, my distant relative,"

Slightly turning his head, Carlos squinted at the other side of the light screen, "Bokang Elster... Duke of Steep Ridge. What are your plans for suddenly contacting me, who should be your old foe?"

"I have what he wants," came the muffled voice from behind the light screen, hidden within an iron humanoid form, "He is the heir of Inega. Pass a message for me—I have Inega II’s legacy, a fine thing he personally gave me."

"As long as the Silverpeak Seer dares to come to Steep Ridge Fortress to meet me, I will personally hand it over."