Gu Xing's calm voice echoed clearly in the deathly silent cave.

It reached the ears and hearts of every miner:

"The Demon Race is gone, you... are free."

This single sentence was like a drop of ice water hitting a boiling oil pot, instantly breaking the silence.

It also ignited the last spark of hope that had been almost drowned in despair in everyone's hearts!

After a brief moment of stupefaction...

"Fr...free?"

A frail middle-aged miner in the front row instinctively murmured the word.

His eyes were vacant, as if unable to comprehend the meaning of those two words.

Freedom?

This word felt so distant to them, as distant as an unrealistic dream.

He looked around in confusion.

On the high platform, the two Demons that loomed over them like nightmares had disappeared.

In every direction he could see, the Demon overseers and guards who whipped and killed them at will...

Now lay scattered on the ground like harvested straw, devoid of vitality, dead as could be!

In the entire mine, apart from these ragged members of the Human Race, not a single Demon was left standing!

This isn't a dream!

"Re...really... free?!"

The middle-aged miner's voice suddenly rose, finally turning into a heart-wrenching wail:

"Wah... ooh... we're free! We are free!!"

This howl spread across the venue like a plague!

"We're free! The Demons are all dead!"

"We... we've survived! No longer need to live like beasts!"

"Heaven has opened its eyes!!"

Emotions suppressed for so long erupted like a breached flood!

Crying, laughing, shouting, roaring...

All kinds of sounds intertwined, converging into a deafening wave of sound.

They screamed with all their might.

As if to release all the fear and humiliation accumulated over countless years!

The elderly miner was already weeping uncontrollably by now.

He hunched over, his hands rough and scarred, firmly covering his face.

But scalding tears continued to flow through his fingers, running down his arms.

In his life, he had witnessed the tragic deaths of too many comrades.

His heart had grown numb, thinking it would never stir again.

But at this moment, hearing the deafening cries and cheers around him.

Feeling that long-lost hope, he could no longer suppress his emotions.

"Thud—"

No one knew who was the first, but they heavily knelt towards the quietly hovering figure on the high platform, which emitted a gentle radiance.

Pressing their forehead firmly against the cold ground, they shouted with all their might:

"Divine Envoy! Thank you, Divine Envoy, for saving us!!"

This kneel was like the first domino being toppled!

"Thud! Thud! Thud!..."

Like tidal waves, from near to far.

In the cave, thousands of miners, regardless of gender or age, all knelt towards the high platform in unison!

A sea of dark heads, like wheat swaying in the wind!

They expressed their gratitude in the most devout, humble, and excited way!

"Long live the Divine Envoy!"

"Thank you, Divine Envoy, for saving us!"

"Divine Envoy's grace is like rebirth!"

Deafening shouts gathered, transforming into a belief!

In their eyes, the existence that could wipe out all the Demons and return their freedom at a wave of the hand...

What else could it be but a deity?

This must be a messenger sent by heaven to save them!

On the high platform, Long Qingyan watched the scene of tens of thousands of people kneeling and shouting like mountains and seas, a trace of complexity flashing in her eyes.

She came from a noble background and was greatly revered on Dragon Island.

But such pure, heartfelt collective worship, she was witnessing for the first time.

She couldn't help but turn to look at Gu Xing beside her, only to see the expression on his Soul Body still calm.

As if this shocking scene hadn't stirred much in his heart.

Gu Xing's gaze slowly swept over the kneeling crowd below, seeing the vitality rekindled in their eyes, he softly sighed.

He understood their excitement, and he understood their treating him as a god.

In absolute despair, people needed a spiritual anchor.

He raised his hand, gently lifting them with a soft power like a spring breeze.

"Rise up, all of you."

Gu Xing's voice was calm, yet carried a power that calmed hearts.

"I am not a deity, nor a Divine Envoy! I am merely a member of the Human Race with power, just like you."

His words calmed the excited crowd a bit, but their fervor and gratitude didn't diminish.

In their eyes, someone with such great powers, what else could he be but a Divine Envoy?

Gu Xing continued:

"The threat of the Demon Race is not completely eradicated, I'm sure you all know..."

"This mine is only the tip of the iceberg of the Demon Abyss! There are several such mines in this world!"

"And there are several Black Stone Cities! Even..."

"At this moment, thousands, millions, and billions of our fellow Human Race sharing the same bloodline are still being enslaved and slaughtered!"

"And I am just one person."

His voice remained calm, yet carried a force that tightened one's heart.

"No matter how strong my power is, it is ultimately limited."

"I can save you, and perhaps save the next mine."

"But on my own, I cannot flatten the entire Demon Abyss, kill every Demon, and save the billions scattered in the endless darkness!"

He paused for a moment, then raised his voice again:

"But—you are different!"

"You have tens of thousands of comrades! In the future, more comrades will join you when they are freed!"

"You possess something the Demon Race can never reach—numbers! Wisdom! And... the will to strive for freedom and never surrender!"

"The true hope to make the Human Race stand up in this land of despair, to truly save the billions of Human Race comrades, does not lie with me, but with you..."

"In your own hands! In your determination to resist and to fight for what is right!"

These words, like a thunderclap, exploded in everyone's mind!

Shock!

An indescribable shock!

They, who had just been saved, instinctively pinned all their hopes on the Divine Envoy.

They firmly believed that as long as they followed him, they could find redemption.

They never thought...

Nor dared to think, that they must rely on their own strength to fight the terrifying Demon Race, to save more comrades!

Rely on ourselves?

How is this possible?

We are just unarmed miners, at the mercy of Demons!

Countless thoughts churned within the crowd, fear, confusion, disbelief...

At that moment, a small figure struggled through the crowd to the base of the platform.

It was Little Lizi.

She looked up, her little face, and her black eyes still held fear.

But more than that, there was an exceptionally bright glow ignited by Gu Xing's words.

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