Chapter 664
The Great Purge Originating from the Strongest
Thus, this Dawn God, who had just ascended to the throne and whose divine fire was not yet fully stable, upon sensing the raging fury of the spirit realm's will sweeping across the entire world, did not hesitate and immediately chose to submit.
[Or rather, driven by the overwhelming, instinctive drive of divine will to seek advantage and avoid harm, and to strive for loyalty to the current strongest ruler, he voluntarily offered up everything he possessed.]
Facing that vast and boundless aggregate of wills representing the very origin and rules of the entire spirit realm, the Dawn God bowed deeply to his newly formed divine body, performing an ancient ritual that signifies the highest form of submission within the spirit realm's system.
[His attitude was one of utter humility, to the point of being beneath the surface.]
[Then, in order to gain trust, or rather, to completely sever his mortal past and integrate into the new divine order, he began to recount everything in meticulous detail.]
He recounted all the intelligence he possessed about the Red Heart Society, information he had gathered from his bloodline memories, pieced together from fragmented ancestral inheritance, and obtained through clandestine contacts within the Dawn Organization.
Whether important or not, clear or vague, pour it all out without reservation.
[Surviving methods of communication, a few known potential safe locations, ancient methods of bloodline verification, disguised identity features of some members, and symbolic symbols and coded language passed down within the organization.]
What he offered was not merely his personal loyalty, but almost all the secrets of the entire Spirit Realm Dawn Infiltration Network.
[Furthermore, to prove his resolve to abandon darkness and embrace the light, and to demonstrate his value and ability as a newly ascended true god to the will of the spirit world, he volunteered.]
[Afterwards, he personally led the elite divine servants and rule hunters dispatched to him by the will of the spirit realm to descend directly.]
Leveraging his familiarity with the internal workings and personnel networks of Dawn, as well as his keen new god-like perception of his own bloodline, he began a massive purge of his former comrades.
He was familiar with every possible hiding place, understood their usual concealment methods, and could even intuitively locate hidden agents that would be difficult to find by conventional means.
This betrayal and purge, initiated by their own people, was executed with breathtaking efficiency.
Countless members of the Dawnlight faction, lurking in every corner of the spirit world at different levels, have been exposed.
Whether they are low-ranking members disguised as ordinary cultivators in bustling divine cities, or mid-level core members painstakingly managing strongholds in remote planes.
Even some who had long since integrated into the spirit world and almost forgotten their mission were dragged out and suppressed without any warning.
Most of them, even until the moment they were imprisoned by divine power and faced destruction, still had eyes filled with extreme shock, bewilderment, and incomprehensible grief and indignation.
They could never have imagined that this cataclysmic disaster, which nearly destroyed their organization, originated from the strongest individual within their own ranks, the one on whom they had placed their hopes.
Just recently, when news of this fellow countryman's enlightenment and deification spread, a faint flame of hope was rekindled in the hearts of many Dawn members.
In the strictly hierarchical world of the spirit realm, a force protected by a true god, no matter how secretive, enjoys a world of vastly different living conditions and resource acquisition opportunities compared to a force without such protection.
They naively hoped that this new god could become the organization's protector, bringing a sliver of respite to Dawn.
As a result, reality dealt them the cruelest blow.
The very protectors they had so desperately awaited were the ones who brought them their fatal destruction. After the bubble of hope burst, only icy chill and despair remained.
With the efficient help of this traitorous god, the hidden network that the Red Heart Society had painstakingly built up within the spirit world over thousands of years and with the sacrifice of countless ancestors was uprooted.
Some highly secretive units were also largely wiped out, suffering the most devastating blow since their inception.
However, even the most meticulous plans can have flaws.
[Or rather, the pre-existing divisions within Dawn, coupled with the foresight of certain factions, preserved a final spark for this near-extinct organization.]
The survivors who were not affected by this purge mainly fall into two categories.
One category consists of lone wolf personnel who, due to long-term reasons such as ideology, personality, or interests, have been excluded and marginalized by the mainstream faction of Dawn, thus failing to enter the core contact circle, or even being deliberately alienated.
[Another type consists of leaders from ancient branches who possess profound wisdom and a strong sense of crisis.]
They may have a deeper understanding of the past glory of the Red Heart Society, or they may have a vague, ancient-inherited vigilance regarding the inherent dangers lurking on the path of the true God of Authority.
When they see someone in their organization successfully attain godhood, the group doesn't feel simple excitement and elation, but rather deep anxiety and even fear.
They couldn't clearly articulate the root of their fear, but an instinctive unease led them to make the most conservative choice.
[They might secretly send the most promising young members away from their original social and activity circles, or order the entire branch into a deeper and more thorough state of hibernation, cutting off almost all active contact with the outside world, like seeds burying themselves in frozen soil.]
This was originally an extreme risk-avoidance strategy they had devised during their long period of infiltration, designed to prepare for the worst-case scenario and preserve the embers of their race and beliefs.
However, what no one expected was that this measure, stemming from internal distrust and excessive caution, would inadvertently prove effective when the organization faced the most thorough betrayal and destruction from its highest levels.
It was precisely these hidden threads, rejected by the mainstream or concealed within themselves, that managed to escape the destructive storm led by the rebellious god.
They continue to exist faintly in the most inconspicuous corner of the spirit world, ensuring that the bloodline and name of Dawn have not been completely severed.
When news of this devastating betrayal and purge, after many twists and turns, finally reached the depths of the Star Abyss, beyond the perception of the three worlds, and the ears of the core gods of the Red Heart Society who were hiding as if on thin ice, the gods of the Red Heart Society fell silent.
They didn't express overwhelming anger or curses against the traitor, but rather a heavy, unyielding sadness and desolation.
These ancient beings, who have experienced both glory and destruction, harbor no resentment.
Because they know all too well what the path of the authoritative God truly means.
[That former comrade, no matter how much he loved the dawn and how much he agreed with the ideals of loyalty, collapsed the moment he ignited the divine fire, condensed his divine essence, and became deeply bound to the rules of the world.] (End of Chapter)