Chapter 4 Chapter 4 The Blasphemer

"What, what's the matter?" Such a sudden change surprised the young assassin of Youguo, seeing Huai Ren suddenly kneel down in front of the jade throne, covering his forehead with his hands, begging for forgiveness incoherently, Xuan Feng exclaimed, "Senior, what's wrong with you?" What spell did he hit? ——What kind of trick did God play again? However, before Xuan Feng could make a move, Huai Ren suddenly stood up, "God, I'll take you out of here right now!" "You can't take me away." However, there was a calm light in Shen's black eyes, and he replied lightly, "You can't."

"Impossible!" Huai Ren's golden eyes flashed a cold light, and he said sharply, "The nine 'non-heaven barriers' of the Nine Layers Gate were formed by Yu Feng three hundred years ago - if he can form them, I will definitely be able to break them." Open! I want to take you away... You have been imprisoned for three hundred years!" He has seen the pain of such confinement for fifty years—because he lost his brother who is the God of Destruction, the strength of his right hand cannot achieve a natural balance with that of his left hand.While trying to make up for the damage caused by the tyranny of the Ice Kingdom, the god is also suffering from the imbalance of power in his body every day.In the end, he had to rely on the killing power of his sword to split her body and use the damage to restore the out-of-control balance.He has seen the pain of dying once a day for fifty years.

Because of his arrogance and greed back then, he imprisoned the God of Creation recklessly—however, how ridiculous...Forcibly offending the will of God out of such an original intention, in the end, he wanted to kill God time and time again with his own hands! "You are indeed stronger than Yufeng..." The god's eyes were dark, but his words were calm, "But this nine-fold barrier has existed for three hundred years, and it has been continuously strengthened by the Senate with various spells—three hundred Years later, the power of these nine enchantments has surpassed your imagination when you laid them down."

"How is it possible?" Huai Ren blurted out in surprise, and rushed back to the empty white jade gate, the lightsaber in his hand flashed a dazzling golden light, and the sword hit the void with one blow——when Xuan Feng's eyes widened inexplicably, In an instant, there was a harsh clashing sound out of thin air.Suddenly, dense nets condensed in the empty mid-air, and the swastika-shaped patterns were continuous, like an invisible brocade barrier, enveloping the golden long sword with boundless power. The boy in black looked at the strange transparent net in midair, and blurted out in surprise.

That is the enchantment that traps gods—although it has no effect on mortals. "Yufeng is a mortal after all, and he only stayed in Litian Palace for fifty years... After his death, the scepter fell into the hands of the Senate." Seeing that Huairen exhausted all methods to try to break the knot of a hundred years ago However, the tone of the god was calm and indifferent, "In order to have the gods for a long time, the sixth elder strengthened these barriers, trying to block my perception of the outside world of Yunhuang, and concentrate on creating all things for their enjoyment."

"God..." Huairen's sword slumped down from the void, exhausted, and suddenly smiled wryly, "For hundreds of years, you have been controlled by these monsters! Do you still forgive me?" "Everyone will be guilty—that is inevitable." There was no expression in the dark eyes, quietly, "People have all kinds of desires: power, status, money, vanity, monopoly, manipulation... After all, Yufeng is an individual, And I gave him too much power - that was my mistake." "No, that's my sin..." Huai Ren suddenly averted his eyes as he looked at the child-like Chuangshi Shen, "My sin."

Not knowing what happened again, the swordsman suddenly lowered his head and covered the golden hexagram mark on his forehead with his hands, his voice trembling strangely.Like pain, like despair. "If it is your sin, it is also the most forgivable sin among the many sins in the world..." The girl suddenly smiled, but her voice remained calm, and she looked up at the sky full of snares, "Yufeng's fault is only due to his suspicion of God. There is only the love of mortals, and that kind of love is possessive—he doesn’t know that since everything is created for me, I naturally love everyone. How can he be exclusive.”

"God." Huai Ren suddenly couldn't raise his head, only felt all kinds of memories in his heart surged like a storm, at that moment, the distant and secret memories suddenly revived and mixed in the memory of his life, making him unable to breathe. The heroic boy who once rescued the God of Creation alone, won the support of the people in the world in the war against the God of Destruction, and finally became the master of Yunhuang——However, the emperor who has everything and the ultimate luxury is something that ordinary people cannot get. thing.Was that original intention stemming from the endless greed of the human heart, trying to monopolize the power of the source of the world forever?Or is it the heartfelt and irresistible love that arose while fighting the God of Destruction side by side?

These are already indistinguishable... In the end, what he remembered hundreds of years later was the desperate madness at that time. Emperor Yufeng incited the people of the seven kingdoms, excused that the God of Destruction would bring destruction to the earth, and forcibly sealed the God of Destruction despite the opposition of the Creator God; A powerful enchantment was set up with the most profound spells that mortals could control—in the year when he unified Yunhuang and became emperor, Emperor Yufeng imprisoned the still weak Creator God in the Nine Layers Gate from Tiangong. It was a reckless act of blasphemy committed by him as a mortal.

For fifty years, Emperor Yufeng lived in the Litian Palace, serving the gods, and never left even half a step—even though he was far away from everyone, even though he could not see a smile or a word from the gods, the emperor was satisfied at that time.However, the omnipotent Emperor Yufeng seems to have forgotten that he is a mortal after all, and Deathwing will take him away sooner or later—but God is with heaven and earth. How can a mortal know the will of heaven...even the emperor of the world, how can he possess God. In the silent Litian Palace, day by day, the once handsome young man gradually weakened and became old, becoming a dead wood-like old man with white hair - but the god on the jade throne still has such a cold and unpredictable appearance of ice and snow , watching the emperor's aging quietly, with a compassionate expression in his black pupils.Such an expression made the great emperor sitting in the world almost go crazy in despair—God clearly has the power to freeze time, but he allowed him to grow old and die!

In the last few years of his reign, the old emperor desperately used the power of the whole country to seek the so-called gods, men, demons, panacea, and panacea. He just wanted to stop the footsteps of death. But his brilliant and flawless life was also dubbed "fat" because of his old-fashioned behavior. However, even so, how can manpower resist the sky? The moment he passed away, he opened his eyes unwillingly, only to see the profound compassion and pity in the pair of black pupils on the jade seat beside him.When his consciousness began to slacken, a small pale hand covered the six-pointed star mark on his forehead—it was also a sign of the power that God bestowed on him when he rescued God.Slowly spewing out the chant, praying for the reincarnation of the soul on the other side - in retrospect, it was the first time I heard God speak in such a long time together in the Heavenly Palace. "Forgive me..." His mind was suddenly clear, he whispered, and the demons that had been obsessed with him all his life were finally revealed in an instant. "I forgive you." He heard God's answer in his ear, and the pale girl bent down and embraced the aging emperor silently.At the moment when his body died and his soul soared into the air, bloody tears flowed from the corners of the emperor's eyes—a tear he had never seen in his entire life. God can forgive because she has what man does not have: time and eternity; And he, even if he wanted to make atonement, he had no extra strength and life. Three hundred years later, he finally came back here again, knelt down in front of the jade throne, kissed the hand that transformed all things, and asked God for forgiveness—forgiveness for the gods and the entire cloud due to his arrogance and ignorance back then. suffering. "Huai Ren," the god's hand was as cold as jade, and there was a silver ring on his tiny finger—he knew that it was the symbol of the power of the god's right hand.He raised his hand and pointed to the sky outside the Nine Layers Gate: "Go there and restore everything that is chaotic and upside-down to its original place—let this barren cloud return to its original stable and prosperous state." "Respect the will of God." The golden armored swordsman whispered softly, cupped the right hand of God with his hand, bowed his head respectfully and lightly touched it.At that moment, a stormy sea surged through my heart. Then Huairen stood up long, not daring to turn around in front of the god, but pulled Shang's fellow doorman who was stunned, holding the sword, and retreated to the gate of the White Jade Palace.Recite the mantra in a low voice, and in the blink of an eye, the high white jade gates smashed by Xuan Feng bounced back from the ground piece by piece, pieced together and condensed in the void, forming a complete palace gate in an instant. "God, please wait." With a spell to seal the Litian Palace, Huai Ren quietly whispered through the door, "I will return with everything you wish for." Xuan Feng stared dumbfounded at his fellow seniors, the black-clothed boy who had always been defiant, felt for the first time that there was a power much higher than himself in Yun Huang.When the broken door was restored to its original form, he reached out and touched the door unbelievably—the texture of jade was cold and hard. "How...how is it possible?" Xuan Feng turned his head and stammered, "Senior, aren't you a disciple of the Sword Saint?" Huai Ren turned around from the ninth door, saw the golden eyes of the young man beside him, and suddenly there was a bitter smile in his eyes: "Of course I know how to spell, I knew it a long time ago... You don't know who I am." The heroes of the Remnants.The Emperor Yufeng who founded the Ice Kingdom. What a ridiculous thing... After many years, he must return to this starting point and correct all wrong results. It's just like -- just like the chess game that has been played for fifty years with no winners, every move can't escape God's prediction. Not wanting to be pursued by the skeptical young man again, Huai Ren held his sword and strode towards the deep doors, the black-clothed young man had no choice but to follow in bewilderment. When walking out of the last door, the outside sunlight passed through the high palace gate and shone on Huai Ren's face. He subconsciously raised his hand to block it—such soft light instantly made the swordsman burst into tears. "What's wrong?" Xuan Feng, who was following in a hurry, couldn't hold back his feet, and almost bumped into Huai Ren, surprised. The young man couldn't understand the mood of the man in front of him who hadn't seen the sun for fifty years—Huai Ren covered his eyes with his hands, letting the light pass through his fingers: a new world unfolded in front of the swordsman who came out with his sword.However, this fragmented world was created by him alone.Now, he's coming back to take it into a new round of rapids. "Senior, what are you looking at?" After adapting to the light, Huai Ren stood there for a long time until Xuan Feng lost his composure. "Look." Huairen put down his hand, his golden eyes sparkled, and he turned around to look at the huge statue opposite in the inner courtyard of the Nine-fold Gate.The statue is so huge, looking back outside the nine-fold gate, it is still in the center and overlooks the four directions. It was a huge statue of a god carved from white jade—a pair of gods with similar faces sat with their backs on a jade platform surrounded by dragons. Split twin siblings: God of Creation and God of Destruction.The female body looks serene, eyes lowered and hands raised. There is a hexagram imprint in the heart of the right hand raised flat, and a golden lotus blooms quietly in it, symbolizing the source of creation; , drew the sword out of its sheath, and was about to slash in the air. Blood dripped from the sword, a metaphor for the power of destruction. Panlong coiled around the lotus platform, swallowing blue orbs. That is the story that has been passed down since ancient times in Yunhuang - the right hand of the god and the left hand of the devil.Neptune.The cloud floating on the sea is surrounded by the territory of the dragon god, while on the mainland, the twin brothers and sisters are in charge of the two forces of creation and destruction, balancing the world and multiplying all things, allowing the prosperity of this land to flow from generation to generation. Not extinguished. As the most noble and mysterious place in Yunhuang, the statues in Litian Palace are also huge and luxurious, and they are decorated with almost all the treasures in the world - the black pupil of the creation god is inlaid with the most precious obsidian, which is said to be from the blue sea It was salvaged from the deepest abyss of 64,000 feet and pondered.No matter from which angle the people look up, they feel that the eyes of the gods are looking at them, so far that they cannot see the bottom. Standing under the huge statue, Huai Ren quietly stared at the beautiful and solemn face, unable to move away for a while. At that moment, in the memory of the previous life that was revived because of the breaking of the forehead seal, it seemed that something had also revived - how many years ago, Emperor Yufeng also stood here looking up at the gods, right?The sun and the moon rose from behind Muztag, and then set from the empty mountain. The lonely emperor has been standing here gazing at the tall god statue, from his young age to his old age. At that moment, there was a sudden deep pain that went all the way to the bottom of my heart, and the swordsman almost fell to his knees between heaven and earth—the arrogance of looking down, the admiration of looking up, the extreme obsession, the fanatical love, and the last deep despair ... The memories of his past and present lives came like a flood, almost crushing him. "Senior?" Xuan Feng didn't know what happened, but he also felt Huai Ren's abnormality and was cautious. The swordsman in the golden armor suddenly let out a long sigh from his chest, and turned around: "Let's go." "Yeah." The boy in black followed behind him, looked at the hero of You Country, and at the statue of God, and suddenly said, "It's so strange——God is not such a beautiful woman? I just saw the appearance of that child, I was really taken aback." "..." Huai Ren stopped in his tracks again, and looked back at the statue—the gaze that met him was still pure black and he couldn't see to the end.However, that face is incomparable, with all the most beautiful brilliance in the world—if God returns to his strongest power, will his appearance be like this?However, the twin brothers and sisters grow up and down with each other. If the God of Creation increases in strength, how can the God of Destruction maintain such a handsome youthful appearance? ——Is that possible to coexist? "Of course." Suddenly, a certain voice answered softly, and it was actually spit out from the mouth of the idol. The huge jade statue looked at Huai Ren, and suddenly there was a smile on the face carved from white jade. "Huairen, you know that the world is balanced—however, what should it be like at the most prosperous time?" The power of the Creator God answered the swordsman who was about to travel through the mouth of the statue through the nine gates: " No, it's not like you think, my strong brother must be weak - that will be a stable and vigorous balance. More rapid creation, faster death, everything in the world is always maintained in great abundance, But not on the superfluous level. At that time, the strength of my brother and I can reach the strongest balance at the same time." "God." Although he had been with him for fifty years, Huai Ren still looked at the god with some confusion, "I don't understand." The obsidian sculpted eyes lowered slightly, staring at the golden armored swordsman, and a smile appeared on the corner of the statue's lips: "Actually, it's easy to say: Ping the world, raise the people, bring peace, abstain from extravagance - let's talk about these things after you sit on the throne." .” The hand of the statue slowly raised, pointing to the west end, the silver ring on the finger was shining brightly: "Go quickly. My brother is waiting for you, your people are waiting for you - your enemy is waiting for you too .” "Yes." Finally, he bowed to the god, Huai Ren held his sword and walked out without looking back. －Frozen Altar－ Huairen left with his sword in his hand, and the deep palace behind the nine-fold gate returned to its usual tranquility. In the empty courtyard, the girl sat alone on the jade throne, quietly facing the mess.On it, illusory chess pieces flickered like crystals, but the players who played the chess pieces were no longer there. "Huairen." Picking up the "King" in his little hand, he stared at it with his pitch-black eyes for a moment, and suddenly a slight sigh came out from the mouth of God.The moment he called out that name, he remembered the emperor hundreds of years ago—everyone said God's will was unpredictable.However, for God, the heart of man is equally difficult to grasp. Just like at that time, she never expected that Yufeng, as a mortal, would dare to do such a blasphemous and crazy act.And at the moment of parting three hundred years later, she looked at the swordsman traveling far away through the eyes of the jade statue, and at that moment she captured the same emotions in the eyes of this You countryman as she did a hundred years ago.Now, Huai Ren has gone thousands of miles... What kind of things will he do? The god moved to the side of the statue in an instant, suspended in the air, and quietly watched the statue carved by the people of Ice Country three hundred years ago. Such a beautiful face... almost beyond the imagination of the world, endowing this goddess with all the beauty.Is this what the gods look like in people's imagination?In the dark pupils of Chuangshi God, there was a faint smile suddenly, turned his eyes, and looked at the twin brother on the other side: the same face carved from white jade, except for the murderous look between the eyebrows, the appearance was very similar, but different from the twin brother. The younger sister's pure black pupils - the elder brother's eyes are golden. Like the golden eyes of the people of You Country. Huai Ren, even that reckless young assassin, has such eyes. "Brother." God stretched out his hand in the void, gently touched the twin brothers' cold cheeks, and called out in a low voice—they have been interdependent in this way since the beginning of the universe, and they have never been separated for a moment.However, in the past three hundred years, he has been separated and imprisoned in two places. I don't know how weakened his brother is now-maybe, it has really shrunk so much that it can't even maintain the "entity"? Huai Ren... Will Huai Ren, like Yu Feng, take the opportunity to further hurt the God of Destruction?Maybe he will keep his promise to himself, but will those survivors and Icelanders, those mortals who see their brother as the source of disaster, be short-sighted for a while, and make such a ridiculous and huge mistake again? People's hearts are so hard to guess. "Crack".With a soft sound, the illusory "King" in the palm shattered into pieces in the palm of God and disappeared without a trace. At the end of the west, in the snow of the empty mountain, there is blood blooming like plum blossoms, splashing everywhere. Boots trampled on frozen blood.Huai Ren looked down at the broken corpses scattered everywhere on the snow, and frowned. Most of those corpses were survivor youths in various costumes, and occasionally there were Ice warriors with bright armor and warlocks in fine clothes and jade robes.What he stepped on was the broken sleeve of a black robe decorated with a whirlwind pattern, and the old hand inside had turned blue-purple.It seems that it was cut down by the extremely fierce swordsmanship, and the fracture was as smooth as jade. Huai Ren's eyes instantly condensed—that kind of clothing marked the identity of the owner of the severed hand. That was the "wind" of one of the six elders—and the swordsmanship that cut off half of the body's hand undoubtedly came from the sword master's school. "Senior Sister! Senior Sister!" The black-clothed boy behind him ran out at some point, yelled and threw himself on the snow in a torn white robe, desperately hugging the pale-faced woman.However, that body was abnormally light, Xuan Feng picked up his fellow disciple from the snow with a little effort - unexpectedly only half of his body. The woman's beautiful waist was cut off by a strange force, and the huge wound was actually a strange burn. On the icy and snowy deserted mountain, a flame ignited out of thin air, incinerating the girl under the sword master's sect! ——Is that the "fire" of one of the six elders? All the way from Emperor Jialan in the center of Jinghu Lake to the mountain of emptiness, but obviously the fierce and fierce battle here has come to an end: another female disciple who is the head of the sword master has died, and the sixth elder can't get out of his body even if he thinks about it—but , it seems that the Bing Nation has been prepared for a long time, and the survivors of the Six Kingdoms may not be able to realize this plan... When Huai Ren watched Xuan Feng hugging the woman with only half of her body and screamed, Huai Ren's mind was full of Soberly jumped out of such a judgment. When he stood in this killing field, he was amazed that he could stand on the sidelines like this. Perhaps, that's just because the memory in his mind has been revived, and another self has been revived at the same time - for Huai Ren, this was a bloody suppression and massacre of his own people; but for Emperor Yufeng, this was nothing more than A turmoil trying to challenge his empire. He stood on the snow, listening to the faintly heard swordsmen and singing in the distance, but he remained calm.At that moment, it seemed that his real soul jumped out of this body, looking down at the two "selves" in the body from a higher place. Past and present lives are like dreams.The emperor's hero is nothing more than a sky in the sky, a dream within a dream. And now, why would he draw his sword?How could his sword pierce that void. Blood flowed profusely on the snow.Standing in this Shura field, the swordsman of You Country who came to help in the battle, raised his sword and pondered for a long time.Until seeing the young man in black suddenly put down the woman's body, drew his sword and rushed towards the crowd where You Zi was fighting in the distance - the reckless murderous look and grief on the young man's face suddenly brought Huai Ren's scattered thoughts back , he followed and entered the battlefield. Not far from the altar, a hexagram formed.There are only four of the six elders of the ice country left, but there are only a few of the hundreds of survivors who have gathered.Two positions on the six-pointed star are already empty, and the remaining four elders are guarding the four corners, waving the magical artifacts in their hands, their black robes are flying, and uninterrupted spells are spit out from the old lips, accompanied by sharp and changing gestures - Jin They skillfully manipulate the four forces of earth, wood, fire, and earth, and kill the remnants who are fighting against Youzi. The bloody road leading to the altar has continued for hundreds of feet, but seeing that the altar of the God of Seal and Destruction is just a few feet away, those survivors have no energy left, but are forced to keep going to the middle by the offensive of the four elders and the soldiers of the Ice Kingdom. Retreat, it has begun to be unable to parry those attacks.But as soon as Xuan Feng, the black-clothed boy, joined in, he suddenly lifted the spirits of those survivors who were dying. "Stop!" When the two sides started a new round of fierce fighting, suddenly the golden light rolled up like a storm, piercing the ice and snow so that people couldn't open their eyes.The two forces that were about to come into contact bounced back at the same time in opposite directions, hitting their respective walls hard, causing the elders of the Ice Country and the survivors of the Six Nations to stagger back. "Senior!" Xuan Feng turned his head and saw that it was Huai Ren who made the attack, his eyes lit up, he turned his head and shouted eagerly to the rest of his family, "Do you know who he is?——He is Huai Ren! Huairen, the hero who went to Litian Palace alone fifty years ago! He is back! Come back and kill those ice country people with us!" "Huairen?" Seeing the golden-armored swordsman breaking through the ice like a god-man, the survivors muttered the name that had been remembered for decades, and whispered in shock, almost unbelievable, "Huairen is still alive?" "It's really Huai Ren!" Suddenly, an old voice shouted, "It's Huai Ren!" Among the survivors, an old woman with white hair and childlike face rushed out of the crowd exclaiming. Because of the extreme shock and joy, she no longer cared that there were still people from the Ice Kingdom around her—the old woman with white hair rushed all the way to Huai Ren. San Chi hesitated and stopped, staring at the once familiar face: "Master...brother?" "Mei Er." Looking at the old face in front of him, Huai Ren's golden eyes suddenly sighed deeply - it has been fifty years, and the junior sister who was only sixteen or seventeen years old back then is already so old.The satiny skin wrinkled, the rosy lips withered, and the golden eyes began to blur - the power of time is so powerful and ruthless, it takes away all beautiful and fragile things.This weather-beaten old woman's face could no longer remind him of the beauty and delicacy of his little junior sister back then. At that moment, what he thought of in his heart was the eyes of the gods—pure black, deep, like the unchanging night sky, no matter when and where he looked up, it was so eternally beautiful. He finally understands why Yufeng wants to keep the god at all costs—after having everything, the most terrifying thing is to face the boundless emptiness alone.However, the emperor thought that by keeping the gods, he could seize eternity.Unfortunately he was wrong. Looking at it carefully, surprised by the time-stopped face in front of her, the female sword master murmured in amazement: "Brother, you...you...why are you still..." "It's God! It's God who freezes time for senior!" Amidst the shock, only Xuan Feng's excited voice kept ringing out, explaining, "The God of Creation is on our side! God bestowed heroes with incomparable power, Let him come back among us and say that the Bing Kingdom will perish and Huai Ren will become the new emperor!" "I will become the new emperor..." Those words were more thrilling than a snowstorm. The wind spread among the survivors, and everyone's eyes glowed with excitement, looking at the golden armored swordsman who came walking on the snow. "Huairen!" The fourth elder obviously recognized this swordsman who was supposed to serve the gods in Litian Palace, and also saw the power he possesses at a glance, and looked at each other in panic—if Huairen could leave Litian Palace , the only possibility is that God allowed him to leave.God, the god who has been enshrined by their ice country for three hundred years, has changed his mind! "Everyone, back away from me." Huai Ren's eyes slowly passed over the people from all over the world, and finally landed on the frozen altar ten feet away—there, at the center of the six-pointed star altar, three hundred years old The seal made by the former Emperor Yufeng with his own hands suddenly emitted a faint golden light. "Senior, go and release the God of Destruction!" Xuan Feng led the survivors to stop the elder of the Bingguo, and shouted, his eyes glowed eagerly, "Leave this place to us!" "Huairen, are you crazy? Stop!" Elder Huo shouted at the top of his lungs, trying to stop the swordsman accompanying the god, "Are you going to destroy this Yunhuang?" However, amidst the ear-piercing sound of swordsmen, the swordsman in golden armor walked up to the altar, and gently pressed his hand on the golden notch in the center of the hexagram.There, the handprint left three hundred years ago still exists—it is the handprint of Emperor Yufeng, who gathered the power of all people in the world and set up an enchantment to seal the God of Destruction. Huai Ren lightly pressed his hand on that fingerprint, exactly.Come to think of it, Chuang Shishen waited for so many years just to wait for him to return to Litian Palace to look for the gods after reincarnation, so that he could use his hand to release the twin brothers. In this world, the only thing that is equal to God and that God cares about is the twin God of Destruction. "God, everything will be as you wish." The swordsman lowered his eyes and whispered, suddenly exerting his strength.The seal that could imprison the God of Destruction was easily shattered under his hands, and the golden light suddenly spread, covering the empty snow mountain—at that moment, the sealed gate of the underground palace suddenly cracked, revealing a dark gap. Huai Ren's golden eyes had fierce interlaced expressions, looking at the darkness that seemed to be able to swallow everything. The God of Destruction was imprisoned in this underground palace for three hundred years? Today, I don't know what this god and demon who can destroy everything with one hand has become. He looked back at the chaotic battle situation behind him—whether the Icelanders or the remnants, saw that he had broken the indestructible seal, and everyone was stunned for a moment.A faint smile flashed in the golden eyes, and the swordsman suddenly said: "Actually, the God of Destruction is not here... The real right hand of the devil is in the crowd of people who are killing people, and it is in people's hearts." Everyone including Xuan Feng was stunned, not knowing how to answer. "Actually, when I made this seal, I originally hoped that there would be no more disputes among the seven kingdoms." Huairen slowly spit out the words of Emperor Yufeng from his mouth, sighed slightly, and suddenly increased the strength in his hand, "But, You created a new God of Destruction yourself!—I did everything wrong.” With a click, the seal of the underground palace was completely broken, Huai Ren opened the white jade door on the ground with one hand, and suddenly raised his head and smiled. "Senior brother!" After all, he was from the same sect, and suddenly understood what he was going to do, Mei Er exclaimed, "No!" "Senior!" Xuan Feng was also stunned and shouted. "Huai Ren?" The Fourth Elder stopped his hands and looked back at the same time. "Now, I will return everything to the original state." The swordsman spat out low words, and with a loud click, the gate of the underground palace was completely opened. dark.The door slammed shut.