I was kicked out of the house and became a princess.

The core creature god Xin Yixi fell.

Destiny, is it still unchangeable?

Maybe it is really as Senior Order said, I have failed.

Fate really cannot be resisted.

Yingying caught the Core Divine Power in mid-air, and the last bit of courage she had to resist fate disappeared completely.

Beverons was right.

I am the most pitiful person.

Finally, under the shocked gaze of the God of Destruction, Yingying swallowed the Core Life Divine Power.

Trying her best to endure the pain of the fusion of the two divine powers in her body, Yingying took out the divine fragments of the God of Creation and smiled bitterly at the God of Destruction.

"Do you know what kind of person is the scariest?"

Oh, let me tell you, it's a person who has nothing.

Under the horrified gaze of the God of Destruction, Yingying once again fiercely inserted the divine fragment of the God of Creation into her body.

"I wish to use my divine soul, divine body, and divine authority as a guide to summon the divinity of the God of Creation and return it to my body!"

Miracle: Creation Returns!

In an instant, the divine fragments of the God of Creation that remained in the corner of the world began to move, soaring into the air as if guided and rushing towards the Xinyan Empire.

"Watch out!!"

Seeing Luo Xi staring blankly at what was happening over at Yingying's end, Ma Xin stepped forward to help her block the God of Destruction's God-killing Halberd.

"Destiny has caught up with me."

After leaving a confusing remark, Luo Xi rushed towards the God of Destruction, buying time for Yingying to be promoted to the first-sequence God of Creation.

Looking to the other side, Yuan Jing was almost beaten to death by the God of Destruction while they were stunned, and his entire body was embedded in the sand almost to the bottom.

"Hey, man, you okay?"

Ma Xin burned Yuan Jing out with a fire and pulled him up.

"You still know?"

Yuan Jing spat out a mouthful of blood and glanced at him unhappily.

"Stop him and we win."

Ma Xin held two guns in his hands and pointed at the God of Destruction in mid-air.

"Hmph, that's easy to say."

After saying this, Yuan Jing rushed forward again.

The "Original Chronicle" predicts: Only when the dimension and the core life meet can the way of creation be seen.

She transformed herself into the seed of creation. This time, the god of creation that was hatched was named Yingying.

Like the second major level, one transforms the body into a pill and breaks the pill to become a god.

The God of Destruction now recalled the scene he saw in the River of Samsara. Yingying turned her body into a pill and hatched the Seed of Creation. What walked out was the incarnation of the God of Creation. At that time, he knew that he was doomed to fail.

Will I accept my fate this time?

The God of Destruction was unwilling to give in. He was only a little bit away from proving to all living beings in the world that he was the master, the god who could bring a bright future. He clearly had the ability, so why was it that only his brother was recognized by all living beings in the world, and he must be the evil one.

Obviously, I am also working hard for the future.

The God of Destruction vented his resentment on the four gods who were blocking his way. His offensive became more vicious, and it became increasingly difficult for them to stop him.

Although Ma Xin's pressure was much less with the help of Yuan Jing's Weak Water Power, he could only fight the God of Destruction head-on, and was still burned all over by the power of the God of Destruction.

I'm almost exhausted.

Ma Xin's breathing became rapid and heavy, his chest rising and falling violently with every inhalation. His bruised body staggered as if every step was carrying an unspeakable burden.

The pair of eyes that were once bright but now bloodshot were half open and half closed, as if even staying awake had become a luxury. Sweat and tears mixed together, slowly sliding down his dirty cheeks, dripping onto the dusty ground, and being absorbed without a trace in an instant.

"Brother, cheer up!"

Yuan Jing roared at Ma Qin while resisting the crazy attack of the God of Destruction.

It seems like someone is calling me, who is it?

Ma Xin could no longer hear the sounds around him at this time. He knelt powerlessly on the ground. The aura of destruction raged in his body, destroying him all the time.

The pain has become numb and I just want to fall asleep.

Ma Xin, the Flame of Creation, has lost his combat effectiveness.

The situation of the other three gods is not much better.

Luo Xi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, glanced at the golden Dan not far behind him, and cursed for the first time.

"Damn it, you're not well yet! I can't hold on any longer!"

Just as she was stunned, Yuan Jing stood in front of Ma Qin and blocked the fatal blow.

"Damn it, brother, you really are a drag, but lying next to you is not bad..."

"Step aside!"

The God of Destruction looked at Luo Xi and Ying Yueyu who were still struggling, and became more and more jealous of his brother, the God of Creation. Obviously, he was not much weaker than him.

Luo Xi and Ying Yueyu stood firmly in front of the golden elixir and shook their heads.

The God of Destruction flashed in front of Luo Xi and Ying Yueyu and grabbed their necks, then threw them aside and walked to Jin Dan.

"Dear brother, this time, I seem to be one step ahead of you. This time, I won."

As the God of Destruction spoke, he used his divine power as a hammer and swung it heavily at the golden elixir.

However, nothing happens.

The God of Destruction tilted his head and looked at the golden elixir with a puzzled look.

"Not yet, I guess, kid."

The sudden voice of the God of Creation startled him, and he stepped aside to observe the situation, but there was no sound.

On the other side, Luo Xi had a look of success on her face. The voice of the God of Creation just now was imitated by her using the power of order.

Just when the God of Destruction was furious and wanted to kill Luo Xi to vent his anger, the golden elixir behind him shattered.

Along with it came pressure that surpassed that of the God of Destruction.

"Brother, you are still revived."

The God of Destruction was very familiar with this pressure. It could be said that his three consecutive failures were all due to his brother.

But the person who walked out of the golden elixir was not the old figure, but a familiar figure.

???

This, this is not right? My older brother has become my older sister?

The God of Destruction looked confused.

"I have never heard that rebirth can change gender."

Just as the gods were puzzled, a throne slowly emerged behind the beautiful figure.

This throne cannot be carved with gold, silver or jewels, nor can it be constructed with mortal materials. It is split from the throne of chaos. It is the entanglement and fusion of the first ray of light and the deepest darkness at the beginning of the universe, and contains the ultimate mystery of creation and destruction, life and death.

The throne is surrounded by lightly fluttering transparent wings that do not belong to any known creature. As they sway gently, they exude a soothing and tranquil atmosphere, as if they could heal all the pain and suffering in the world. The wings are engraved with the living creatures of the world and the sun, moon, and stars.

Qianying slowly sat on the throne. At this time, all the gods finally saw Qianying's face clearly. She was as stunningly beautiful as Yingying, but her temperament had changed drastically.

The God of Creation, the Weaver of Beautiful Dreams, Yingying.

A long dress woven from star fragments and cosmic light, the hem of the skirt sways gently, blooming with thousands of colors.

She has a graceful figure, long hair flowing like the Milky Way, twinkling with the light of stars, as if the brightest galaxy in the night sky is gently draped over her shoulders. Her eyes are deep and bright, like two bottomless abysses of the universe.

"God of Destruction, you are already defeated, what else do you have to say?"

Yingying healed Luo Xi and Ying Yueyu's injuries easily, but Ma Xin and He Yuan Jing were in very bad conditions. Ma Xin turned into the Flame of Creation again and waited for the day to wake up again, but Yuan Jing's life had come to an end.

"That's all. Losing is losing. There's nothing to say."

The God of Destruction turned around helplessly, just like at the second level.

"But how long can you exist? The Chaos Divine Realm has completely eroded the entire world. How can you break through now?"

"That won't bother you."

Yingying summoned the River of Samsara and sealed the God of Destruction in the River of Samsara again as she had done the previous two times, but this time, she added a huge lock of the power of creation.

With the seal of the God of Destruction, the Second Holy War came to an end.

Fate eventually caught up with them.

Luo Xi did not choose to stay in the Order Empire, but followed Order back to the Order's space and was trained by Order as the next Order.

Ma Xin ultimately failed to marry Luo Xi. When he woke up again, tens of millions of years had passed.

Ying Yueyu returned to the Void Empire and accepted the Order Empire as a part of the Void Empire.

The Core Empire was merged into the Dimension Empire, and Yingying took care of all affairs in a short period of time. Then, like the first God of Creation, she fell into a deep sleep in order to maintain the stability of the world. The divine power and divine body were integrated into the world, bringing new vitality.

It seems that everything is just as fate has shown.

Xin Yixi died because of Yingying, Ying Lingxi sacrificed herself to help Ying Yueyu become the God of Nothingness, Ma Xin died alone and waited for the next heir, Luo Xi took over the title of Order, became the new Order, and walked alone towards the end of the world.

In the end, the only ones still alive were Yingying and Ying Yueyu.

Just as the prophecy said: Seven sons leave, two sons return, huge trees fall, and all things come to life.

As for where this period of history will eventually go, the "Original Chronicle" has already made a conclusion.