Chapter 340

Chapter 340: Resisting the Tyranny of the God of Wealth

"I don’t know," Yuan Bao shook his head and said, "but I think it probably is."

Beside him, Luobao chimed in, "You think? Isn’t it obvious? The medium for crossing time and space has to be the river of time!"

Su Wen turned to Luobao and asked, "Luobao, you…?"

Luobao replied, "God of Wealth, even though the sub-timelines were created through the river of time, as your exclusive Divine Artifact, I can follow you here. But without the River of Fate’s involvement, I can’t communicate or lend my strength. Right now, I’m just an ordinary Divine Artifact, ready to fight by your side."

Su Wen nodded slightly. He knew the combat capabilities of Divine Artifacts well. In a past sub-timeline, he had fought using Yuan Bao and the Fortune Bowl.

"God of Wealth, when I was locating, I definitely sensed the strongest human presence here," Yuan Bao said, looking around in confusion. "I didn’t expect we’d end up in this place. Normally, we’d land in a big city."

Su Wen waved his hand. "Let’s go. We’ll check out the surroundings and see what’s going on here."

As soon as he spoke, Yuan Bao perched on Su Wen’s left shoulder, while Luobao settled on his right.

Su Wen began walking forward. The area was eerily quiet, with an unsettling atmosphere.

After a while, Su Wen reached an open plain. Though it was called a plain, there was no sign of life or greenery.

The ground was soaked in blood!

Corpses lay scattered everywhere!

Broken walls and ruins surrounded them!

Flesh and organs were splattered all over, and the lifeless faces of the dead bore horrifying expressions, piled up like the most grotesque spectacle imaginable.

It was terrifying and oppressive—a scene of pure horror.

Su Wen took in the gruesome sight, his pupils narrowing.

Thankfully, he had been to the Arrow Realm and the Bug Spirit Realm, where he’d faced the Evil Spirit bug swarm that pushed the limits of human endurance. That experience had toughened his mind.

He had also witnessed the brutal clashes between the Ghost Spirit clan and the Holy Spirit clan, enduring the chaos of war and the baptism of blood and fire.

Otherwise, the sheer horror before him would have left him sleepless, haunted by nightmares.

"The work of warriors…" Su Wen crouched down, examining a severed body still radiating the power of energy and blood. He frowned. "And judging by their faces and clothing, these are all Chinese people. This is humanity turning on itself."

"Could it be that the extinction of humanity in the coming decades stems from self-inflicted slaughter?"

As someone deeply involved in the development of martial arts, Su Wen had a thorough understanding of its power system.

He could immediately tell that the blood staining the plain was partly due to the energy clashes during battles between warriors.

This was clearly a civil war!

"It seems everyone is gone," Su Wen murmured with a heavy sigh. This wasn’t a minor skirmish—it appeared to be a massive conflict involving tens or even hundreds of thousands.

On the land of China, for a civil war to escalate to this scale, it likely meant that the Star God and the others were no longer present.

Otherwise, even if only the Fighting God remained, things wouldn’t have spiraled this far.

"Has the Fighting God… also died?"

"That can’t be, right?"

"As the overseer of the Demigod clan, how could the remnants allow the Fighting God to perish?"

"But if the Fighting God is still alive, as the most powerful being in China, how could he permit such a war to erupt within its borders?"

"Could he have been captured and imprisoned again?"

"Twice now?"

"Even as an immortal half-god, could he still be locked away?"

"Knowing his enemies wouldn’t dare kill him, if push came to shove, the Fighting God would absolutely resort to self-destruction."

As these thoughts raced through his mind, Su Wen traversed the battlefield.

He observed meticulously, taking in every detail.

He noted the clothing, weapons, and even fragments of flags from both sides.

Though he dreaded witnessing the aftermath of his fellow countrymen’s self-destruction, he knew he had no choice.

As the God of Wealth, wandering through time and space, he would inevitably face such grim realities.

After searching for what felt like an eternity, Su Wen finally spotted an intact flag.

"The God of Wealth… military flag?"

A flag gleaming in golden hues!

Adorned with images of Yuan Bao, the Fortune Bowl, and Luobao—it couldn’t be more obvious.

"What on earth is happening?"

Su Wen’s eyelids twitched. The God of Wealth flag represented a structured army of warriors.

Could these heavily wounded individuals belong to the ranks of the sub-timelines?

As for the opposing side, clad in blood-brown standard armor, their appearance struck a familiar chord.

If it had been entirely unfamiliar, it might have been easier to dismiss, but the recognition gnawed at him—this had to be an army from China.

Most tellingly, the metallic tang of blood still hung in the air.

This great war had clearly just ended not long ago.

Attacking our own people?

What exactly is going on one hundred thirty years later?

And what about that great war over one hundred twenty years from now that will decide the fate of humanity? It seems like things aren’t turning out the way I expected.

Humanity’s overall strength doesn’t seem to have hit rock bottom yet.

"Forbidden spell!"

"Time and Space detection!"

With a thought, Su Wen activated a forbidden spell to scan the area within a ten-thousand-mile radius.

In the next moment, he stepped out and found himself on a battlefield.

The fighting here had already ended.

But unlike the previous battlefield, there were large groups of soldiers cleaning up the aftermath.

"Brother, could you fill me in on what’s going on?"

Su Wen stopped an injured soldier and spoke.

At the same time, a Starlight Crystal appeared in his right hand.

Deep within, he could still sense the operation of the Starry Array.

But when he tried to refine the Starlight Crystal using the Starry Array, he hit a snag.

So, he realized the Starry Array… was probably malfunctioning too.

"Brother, you must be here to enlist, right?"

The injured soldier, seeing a stranger on the battlefield, didn’t seem surprised. He said, “If you’re here to join up, just head to our base and register your info.”

As he spoke, he glanced at the Starlight Crystal in Su Wen’s hand.

“Brother, we don’t go for that kind of thing in the rebel army.”

“You’d better stash that Starlight Crystal and trade it for something useful after you join up!”

“Times are tough for everyone right now.”

Hearing this, Su Wen’s eyes flickered—Rebel army?

An uprising?

Who are they fighting against?

The God of Wealth’s army?

If he could come here, it meant his counterpart in the sub-timelines was already gone.

So who’s running the God of Wealth’s army now?

Wealth Spirit and his crew?

What have they done?

They’ve even sparked a rebel army?

“Brother, I’ve been in secluded cultivation for a while and just came out.”

While helping the injured soldier, Su Wen asked, “How bad has the situation gotten?”

The injured soldier paused for a moment, then said, “Big brother, you must’ve been in seclusion for a long time.”

“I’m not entirely sure about the big picture.”

“But I do know one thing—it’s the mission of our rebel army.”

“Oppose the tyranny of the God of Wealth; glory belongs to the people!”

Su Wen: "???"