Against the Gods

Sky Poison Pearl space, a green world.

You'er curled up on the soft bed like a cat, the tip of her nose moving gently with her breathing.

It is not only Yun Che's body that carries the power of God Jin, but also the Heaven Smiting Sword.

In the battle with Mo Beichen, Yun Che had been using the Demon Emperor Sword form. As Yun Che fell into a coma completely, You'er seemed to have also fallen into a coma due to enduring the power of Shen Jin for a long time. Hong'er shook her for a long time, but she didn't even Can wake her up.

"Master is so seriously injured, he will definitely have to sleep for a long, long time."

Hong'er's small hands kept scratching You'er's palm, muttering in her mouth: "Even You'er looks so tired."

"Master is so strong, he will be fine."

He Ling walked over slowly. With a gentle push from her palm, a dozen swords with different lights fell in front of Hong'er: "Hong'er, you must be hungry too. Eat quickly."

"Wow! So many!"

He Ling usually controlled her "diet" quite strictly to prevent the growth rate of the Heaven Smiting Sword from exceeding Yun Che's growth rate.

And such a feast has not happened for many years.

Stars shone in Hong'er's eyes, and she pounced forward with a sweet cry, directly holding up the two swords, biting them left and right with her shiny teeth, eating freely, no longer needing to chew slowly as usual.

He Ling held her cheek in her hand and looked at Hong'er who was eating happily and You'er who was sleeping peacefully.

Not long after, the five swords completely disappeared between Hong'er's tender lips amid a gnawing sound that could make any profound practitioner tremble.

She wiped the saliva from the corner of her lips, picked up the sixth sword, and then said vaguely: "Sister Heling, today... is so strange."

"What's weird?" He Ling looked at her. Her voice had always been so gentle, but at this moment, it seemed to be a bit softer than usual.

"It's just weird." Hong'er chewed, turning her crimson eyes to the green space above: "I always feel like everything is different."

"..." He Ling's eyes flashed slightly, and it seemed to be a touch of sadness, but it was immediately covered up by a soft smile. She subconsciously reached out and wanted to touch Hong'er's cheek, but suddenly, her fingers moved again. He retracted it in panic, and then held it tightly in front of his chest.

"The world is changing every day." She smiled: "But no matter how the world changes, you, You'er, and the master must become better and better, okay?"

drop……

A drop of crystal water fell with her soft voice, making a sad dripping sound in this quiet green world.

"Ah?" Hong'er's lips parted: "Sister Heling, why are you crying?"

She thought for a moment and then said with a smile: "I know, you must be worried about the master. Don't worry, sister Jasmine used to often say that the master is a big insect that cannot be killed. Although the injuries are very scary, as long as he is not dead, You will get better soon, don’t cry, don’t cry~~”

Hong'er had long been accustomed to Yun Che suffering from all kinds of near-death injuries, so Hong'er was seriously not worried at all.

While trying to comfort her, she reached out to wipe away her tears.

Her fingers reached He Ling's cheek, but there was no familiar jade-smooth touch, but they passed through...

"...Huh?"

Hong'er's fingers stopped in mid-air, and the pupils in her red eyes were fixed there.

when……

She held it in her arms, and the half-chewed sword fell limply. But she didn't seem to notice, just looking at He Ling blankly.

He Ling tilted her head in panic and avoided Hong'er's little hand, not wanting Hong'er to see the mist in her green eyes.

She wanted to say something more to Hong'er, but she couldn't say it for a long time.

But time was passing by ruthlessly... She stood up suddenly and walked away in a hurry and confusion.

"Sister Heling, where are you...going?" Hong'er looked at her back, her nose suddenly became sour, and a sadness that came from nowhere weighed heavily on her heart.

"I'm going to see the master," she replied softly, her voice like the mist of the dying morning: "I want to...see him for a little longer..."

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True God…

This level that is clearly extinct forever in cognition has always existed in a world outside the world.

abyss……

Even in ancient knowledge, it was an abyss of nothingness that would always return to nothingness, but at some point, it spawned into another world.

Yun Che was in a deep coma, but his consciousness was turbulent.

That was not a sign that he was about to wake up, but that his soul was under too much pressure, and even though he was unconscious, he still found it difficult to rest at peace.

Mo Beichen...

He is a demigod.

In order to destroy the short-lived demigod power in this world, Cang Shitian had to sacrifice Canglan forever, and Huo Poyun burned everything he had and the future of the Flame God Realm.

Even his power of divine ember must come at the cost of destroying the divine source.

As for Mo Beichen, he was just a sacrificed pioneer in the abyss.

He is ranked 779th among the Knights of the Abyss.

If the Abyss Knights were ranked by strength, then at least there were 778 Abyss Knights who were more powerful than him.

How ridiculous...

And the Knights of the Abyss themselves are just servants.

This is the price to pay for dealing with a demigod.

If the true god of the abyss really comes one day, how should we deal with it...

Is it really possible to deal with it...even a little bit...

Slightly... slightly...

With blurred consciousness, he could vaguely hear the sound of his bones tightening in coma.

I have clearly become the emperor of this world.

Why in the blink of an eye...has become so humble and powerless again.

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"Master, wake up..."

In the heavy and misty world, a soft and weak female voice came.

That was He Ling's voice, and he was very familiar with it.

It's just extraordinarily soft and distant, as if it comes from a dream within a dream.

"Master, wake up, please. I want to talk to you for a while...just for a little while, okay?"

Vaguely, his weak consciousness responded: "I'm so tired...let me sleep a little longer..."

"...Okay." The voice that always obeyed him gave the most gentle and well-behaved response: "Then Master, have a good rest. I'm going to find my parents and Lin'er. I will tell them a lot about you. "

"Well... go ahead." His consciousness responded inertly.

Lin'er... is very familiar, but I can't clearly remember who it is.

"Master, this is the best ending for me. So, you must not be sad for me, okay..."

The last sound was hazy, as if separated by a thousand layers of fog.

Then, his consciousness sank into a dark silence.

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Consciousness came back, followed by sharp pain that gradually became clearer.

Yun Che slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was a familiar scene.

Emperor Cloud City, his palace.

"You are indeed awake."

Chi Wuyao's voice came from far away, and she immediately felt the throbbing of Yun Che's soul, and quickly moved over.

The pain was very clear, Yun Che moved his fingers, and then successfully raised his right hand.

The degree of recovery from the injury after waking up was much greater than expected.

"How long have I slept?" Yun Che asked. He felt the veins of his spine, which were equally complete and clear.

"Six days." Chi Wuyao answered him.

"...?" Yun Che was shocked: "Six days?"

The last time he was severely injured at the hands of Mo Beichen, he was in a coma for sixteen days. When he woke up, he was still half-dead. He was able to gradually recover in the Eternal Sky Divine Realm.

In this battle with Mo Beichen, he endured the divine state for more than thirty breaths, and finally suffered a life-threatening blow from Mo Beichen. The damage he suffered was even more severe than the last time... or even any other in his life. once.

He was only unconscious for...six days?

Moreover, the recovery of bones and meridians is obviously much better than after the last awakening.

And there is no healing method in this world that can be faster than his body's own healing.

"I'm also surprised that you woke up so quickly." Chi Wuyao sat next to him. She stretched out her hand, and a gentle demonic breath flowed through Yun Che's body very carefully, and she was surprised again in her demonic eyes. .

"Could it be that the demigod power you have endured for so long caused some kind of change in your body?" Chi Wuyao said half-jokingly: "No matter what, it is always a good thing."

Now was not the time to think about why he woke up so quickly. Yun Che tried to struggle for a while, and then slowly sat up on his own.

"..." Chi Wuyao opened her lips slightly.

Based on Yun Che's recovery speed from serious injuries last time, this time... it was extremely fast.

"Is Mo Beichen dead?" Yun Che asked.

He is still alive, so Mo Beichen must be dead. But he had to hear the exact answer with his own ears.

"Dead, not even a trace of bone marrow was left after being eaten by the poison." Chi Wuyao replied.

"What about Wu Xin?" Yun Che asked hurriedly.

"Unscathed, she is in her own palace now." Chi Wuyao said: "She has been guarding you these days. Half an hour ago, I finally let her go back to rest."

Yun Che shook his head, trying to make his still muddy thoughts as clear as possible: "Cang Shitian, and Huo Poyun..."

After a pause, he could only utter three difficult words: "What's wrong?"

Chi Wuyao said: "There are no bones left of Cang Shitian. Only a small fragment of the Canglan Divine Pearl was found, which was stained with some of his blood. It has been brought back to Canglan Realm for burial by Shu Ji."

"As for Huo Poyun," Chi Wuyao shook his head slightly: "Everything about him turned into flames, leaving no traces. In other words... the burned abyss was all his traces."

"Is that...?" Yun Che looked ahead blankly.

"I didn't expect that Cang Shi Tianhui would be so ruthless. Perhaps, from beginning to end, no one except Cang Shuji has ever really seen him clearly." Chi Wuyao sighed: "As for Huo Poyun, It doesn’t surprise me that he does.”

"These days, I often wonder whether Huo Poyun does what he does to maintain his dignity in this world, or to prove himself to you."

"..."

Yun Che was stunned for a long time, and after a while, he asked: "During the time when I was unconscious, was there any turmoil?"

Chi Wuyao knew what he was referring to and shook his head: "No. However, the horror of the abyss and the news that it is about to come to the world have already spread throughout the God Realm, so now all realms are in panic."

"There is no movement in the Qilin Realm?" Yun Che frowned.

Everyone will know that once he wakes up, he will not let go of the Qilin Realm.

Because the Qilin world was the first one to surrender to Mo Beichen, and in order to surrender, he completely betrayed him.

Now, the Third Yama Ancestor is dead, the Second Brahma Ancestor is dead, and Cang Shitian, the leader of the Order Defenders, is dead... Most of his most important arm is broken, and he himself is also seriously injured and comatose.

If the Kirin Realm does not win over the panic at this opportunity and the other realms will add insult to injury, there will no longer be a chance.

Chi Wuyao's eyes became subtle: "Qitianli is now in Diyun City. He has bound his own profound power and has been kneeling outside the main hall for four days and nights."

"...?" Yun Che's face turned suspicious, then turned into a deep gloom: "You have the guts to be a betrayer, but don't have the guts to resist? The bones of the Qilin lineage are really soft, even worse than maggots!"

"This old guy, he won't think so, I will let them go, right?"

"You will let him go." Chi Wuyao breathed out quietly.

"...??" Yun Che frowned and looked at Chi Wuyao with confusion.

Chi Wuyao was one of the people who understood his temperament best. When these words came out of her mouth, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"After all, Qitianli and Zhou Xuzi are fundamentally different." Chi Wuyao said slowly: "Zhou Xuzi regards himself as having the right way and the sacred heart. For the sake of his so-called right way, he will not hesitate to betray trust and harm others. At the same time, he will not hesitate to betray others. Forgetting to fulfill one's 'sacred heart' with guilt and atonement is really sad, ridiculous and disgusting."

"As for Qitianli, the most important thing in his life and belief has always been the survival and continuation of the Qilin lineage. He does not seek fame and reputation, and he never interferes with others, and he is never afraid of death... If he can save the Qilin lineage by dying... He will not hesitate to protect Ansheng."

"Put yourself in Mo Beichen's shoes. If Qitianli had made another choice when he came to the Qilin world, what would have been the consequences for him and the Qilin lineage? There is no doubt that he would have died without a burial place. Therefore, Qitianli In fact, there is no second choice..."

"Stop talking." Yun Che frowned and interrupted her: "These are not reasons."

"Moreover, no matter what the reason, he is a betrayer, and a complete betrayal!"

His vain eyes were filled with a biting cold light: "If betrayal is not punished, then loyalty can only be reduced to a joke!"

"Don't you want to hear the most important reason?" Chi Wuyao said with a half-smile.

"I don't want to hear it." Yun Che turned his gaze sideways: "I know you can definitely convince me. So it's better not to say anything."

Chi Wuyao immediately smiled and said with a slight smile: "It's not me who wants you to let Qitianli go. It's..."

"Blue Dragon Emperor."

"..."

"..."

"...!?"

The images and murmurs before coma replayed chaotically in his mind. Yun Che's eyes slowly turned back and he asked blankly: "She...isn't dead?"

Although, his consciousness was extremely vague at that time.

However, the Qinglong Emperor and his body were close to each other, their blood blended together, and it was as clear as the rapid collapse of her life breath...

There was no way she would survive.

Unless, it is a miracle of life performed with all his strength in his prime state.

"Well, she is not dead, and she has already woken up." Confused by Yun Che's reaction, Chi Wuyao continued: "It was the light profound energy you left in her body at the last moment that saved her."

"...??"

What appeared on Yun Che's face was not relief, but deeper confusion: "Light profound power? Me?"

"At that time, my strength was so exhausted that I couldn't even raise my hands. How could I have any spare strength to give her the profound power of light!"